Our honeymoon, as Mr. Fordyce called the expedition
we two brothers made in the Mediterranean, was a perfect success;
and Clarence regained health, and better spirits than had ever been
his; while contriving to show me all that I was capable of being
carried to see. It was complete enjoyment, and he came home, not as
strong as in old times, but with fair comfort and capability for the
work of life, so as to be able to take Mr. Castleford's place, when
our dear old friend retired from active direction of the firm.
You all know how the two old bachelors have kept house together in
London and at Earlscombe cottage, and you are all proud of the
honoured name Clarence Winslow has made for himself, foremost in
works for the glory of God and the good of men--as one of those
merchant princes of England whose merchandise has indeed been
Holiness unto the Lord.
Thus you must all have felt a shock on finding that he always looked
on that name as blotted, and that one of the last sayings I heard
from him was, 'O remember not the sins and offences of my youth, but
according to Thy mercy, think upon me, O Lord, for Thy goodness.'
Then he almost smiled, and said, 'Yes, He has so looked on me, and I
am thankful.'
Thankful, and so am I, for those thirty-four peaceful years we spent
together, or rather for the seventy years of perfect brotherhood
that we have been granted, and though he has left me behind him, I
am content to wait.
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