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Stratton-Porter, Gene, 1863-1924

"A Daughter of the Land"


Mrs. Bates sat bolt upright still, but her flashing eyes softened.
"I hadn't just thought of that," she said. "I think it's more
than likely. Well, if it's THAT way, I s'pose I've got to button
up my lip and stand it; but it's about more than I can go, when I
know that the first time I lose my grip I'll land smash up against
Adam Bates and my settlement with him."
"Mother," said Kate still more gently, "I thought we had it
settled at the time Father went that each of you would be
accountable to GOD, not to each other. I am a wanderer in
darkness myself, when it come to talking about God, but this I
know, He is SOMEWHERE and He is REDEEMING love. If Father has
been in the light of His love all these years, he must have
changed more, far more than you have. He'll understand now how
wrong he was to force ways on you he knew you didn't think right;
he'll have more to account to you for than you ever will to him;
and remember this only, neither of you is accountable, save to
your God."
Mrs. Bates arose and walked to the door, drawn to full height, her
head very erect.


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