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THE GREAT STONE FACE.
for the sake of indulging this idle habit. They knew not
that the Great Stone Face had become a teacher to him,
and that the sentiment which was expressed in it would
enlarge the young man's heart, and fill it with wider and
deeper sympathies than other hearts. They knew not
that thence would come a better wisdom than could be
learned from books, and a better life than could be
moulded on the defaced example of other human lives.
Neither did Ernest know that the thoughts and affec-
tions which came to him SO naturally, in the fields and
at the fireside, and wherever he communed with himself,
were of a higher tone than those which all men shared
with him. A simple soul, - simple as when his mother
first taught him the old prophecy,- - he beheld the mar-
vellous features beaming adown the valley, and still
wondered that their human counterpart was SO long in
making his appearance.
By this time poor Mr. Gathergold was dead and bur-
ied; and the oddest part of the matter was, that his
wealth, which was the body and spirit of his existence,
had disappeared before his death, leaving nothing of him
but a living skeleton, covered over with a wrinkled, yel-
low skin. Since the melting away of his gold, it had
been very generally conceded that there was no such
striking resemblance, after all, betwixt the ignoble fea-
tures of the ruined merchant and that majestic face upon
the mountain-side. So the people ceased to honor him
during his lifetime, and quietly consigned him to forget-
fulness after his decease. Once in a while, it is true,
his memory was brought up in connection with the mag-
nificent palace which he had built, and which had long
ago been turned into a hotel for the accommodation of
strangers, multitudes of whom came, every summer, to
visit that famous natural curiosity, the Great Stone Face.
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