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Alas! I have known her. Already, in my childhood’s
heaven, I saw the lightning of her bloodshot eye, and
many, many know her well; her life is suffering; her
name — Affliction.
Radiant in the light of beatitude, the genius of heavenly
love soared one morniug through space. <A glance from
his bright eye lighted, like a ray of the sun, upon the cloud-
capped height upon which Affliction hopelessly wept.
He beheld her, and he loved her; for she suffered; and
his mission was to scatter happiness around him.
He bore her away into his beautiful Eden, tended her,
loved her, and comforted her, and tried, but in vain, to
teach her to hope.
She bore him a daughter, a wondrously beautiful child,
on whose angelic face the father’s bright smile and the
mother’s tears were blended in sweetest harmony. They
called her Prayer. Clasped were her hands, half-open her
lips, like a rose-bud; and her beautiful eyes, in which tears
were trembling, were raised on high.
At the sight of this beautiful being, Affliction’s torn
bosom vibrated for the first time with joy; for the first
time she gave a look full of tender hope to her heavenly
consort, whose eye, overflowing with happiness and love,
rested upon her. She pressed to her heart her first-born
darling, sighed, smiled, and looked forward into the future
with confidence. But in Affliction’s soul joy lingered only
fora monient. Longing for her dark home, she returned
to it; but with one comfort, — that she had given birth to
Prayer; and with one hope,— that she one day should
cease to exist.
“ Under her father’s care, the beautiful daughter grew up
amongst heaven’s flowers, disporting with heaven’s angels.
But the more she became developed, the more she felt a
dim, half-understood presentiment that there was not her
right home. She had tears; and these strangers in the
abodes of light were unknown to heaven’s children. The
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