TOO LATE | AdventAI

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Apr 10, 1900

TOO LATE.

SHE kissed the old man: she showered upon him kisses and tears. She told all the people how good he was. I thought, If she had only given half a dozen of those kisses a year for the last ten years, how the tender-hearted old gentleman would have smiled through his tears! But now he took it all very coolly. He was dead. He was old and poor, and she was young and rich. She had ten rooms, but no room for father. Yet he made room for her when he had only two. The old man was n’t educated. She was—at his expense. He had fed and clothed her for twenty years at home and at college, until she had risen into more refined and cultured society, and married among new friends. The old people’s address and dialect were too coarse. She kissed him, and buried him in a beautiful coffin. Dear father is to have a costly marble monument. A warm kiss while living is better than cold marble when dead. — The Young Woman.