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<blockquote data-quote="orchid blossom" data-source="post: 2838556" data-attributes="member: 12815"><p><span style="font-size: 12px">Encounters</span></p><p></p><p>Services were not being held now and there appeared to be only three other people inside. One was a young male priest, who was speaking to a well dressed gentleman in the far corner of the church. The other person was a young girl of perhaps fifteen seated in the second pew near the front of the church. It appeared to Kate that the girl was softly crying to herself.</p><p></p><p>"It's been a long time," Kate said softly to Conrad. "I'm not sure I quite remember what to do. The priest might give you a tour when he's finished talking to the gentleman. Why don't we go wait at the front of the church?"</p><p></p><p>Kate led Conrad forward and sat down in the front pew to wait, getting a look at the young girl in the second pew.</p><p></p><p>Conrad excused himself from Kate and went to the front of the Chruch and kneeled down before the altar.</p><p></p><p>Kate noticed that the dark haired girl looked to be of Irish descent. She wore a dress of a design and style typically worn by the well-to-do of the area, except that the dress also showed signs of wear and some stitching to indicate that repairs have been made to it. The girl's eyes had a cloudy look to them and Kate deduces that the girl is blind.</p><p></p><p>Kate pulled out her handkerchief and moved back to the second pew. She laid it in the girl's hand, saying, "Here, sweetheart. Are you alright? Would you like me to get someone for you?"</p><p></p><p>The girl turns her head and Kate confirms that she is blind. She replies, "No Ma'am, there is nobody. I am alone. I am sorry if I disturbed you."</p><p></p><p>She gestures towards the far corner with the man and the priest and says, "Director Anagnos did not feel it safe to leave me alone today so brought me with along with him for his errands. He says that he will be meeting with the Priest for the next hour." </p><p>"You didn't disturb me, I just arrived. Director Anagnos? He must be the gentleman talking with the Priest. Is he the director of a school?"</p><p></p><p>She replies, "Yes, the Perkins Institution for the Blind, in the southern part of the city. This week is Spring Recess and the other students have all gone home to their families. My father was a drunkard and abandoned our family, our mother died of Tuberculosis."</p><p></p><p>She pauses and then continues, "My brother Jimmie and I stayed with Cousin Statia for a while but she did not want us. We were sent to almshouse at the Massachusetts State Infirmary up in Tewksbury...the poorhouse. It was an awful place...mostly sick elderly...buildings teeming with rats. Jimmie died there.</p><p></p><p>A year ago fall the Massachusetts State Board of Charities conducted an investigation of the conditions there. I approached them and before the Infirmary Director could pull me away I blurted out that I wanted to go to school. The men spoke to me and then got the Perkins Institution to admit me as a charity case."</p><p></p><p>Kate took the girls hand in her own. "You have had a terrible time, but you stood up for yourself and it seems things are getting better now. I have a girl myself who was orphaned, and like you she is determined to make a better life for herself. Perhaps I might have a word with your director before he leaves. What's your name, dear?"</p><p></p><p>"Annie...Annie Sullivan. No, there is nothing to say to him. He is a good man and wishes the only best for me. The other children at school tease me all the time, usually about the age difference. I'm sixteen but since I never had a formal education before am in classes with children of seven and eight."</p><p></p><p>Kate is surprised by that comment. She initially thought the girl to be fifteen but upon looking closer had concluded that she was younger than that. As with Ginnie, poverty had stunted the girl's physical development.</p><p></p><p>She sobs "I must sound so ungrateful, I have been blessed with opportunities at the school that I would have never had up in Tewksbury. An education...and a caring doctor, Doctor Bradford. He performed an operation on my eyes last summer but it didn't help. He said that he would try again this next summer.</p><p></p><p>It's just hard on me during weeks when everybody else is away. And it will soon be summer, that is the hardest as the school is closed and the almshouse won't take a girl of my age back, not that I would go. I spent last summer as a maid at Clark's rooming house in Boston's south end. It was the only place that Director Anagnos could find for a blind Irish girl."</p><p></p><p>"You don't sound ungrateful at all. It's hard to be alone, and in your school with no one close to your age it must be that much harder. I have a friend who is attending high school and he is in his twenties.</p><p></p><p>I only wanted to talk to your director because I have some things I could donate to your school if they're needed. I'm going away for a couple days tomorrow, but I thought I might send my girl Ginnie over with a few things. I'm sure you'd like to meet her. I think you and she would have a lot in common.</p><p></p><p>I could also put the director in touch with some people who might know of other job opportunities for you for the summer."</p><p></p><p>She says, "Oh, that would be so kind of you. But why would you do that for a poor, blind Irish girl who you never met before?"</p><p></p><p>"Many reasons, dear. Because when I was alone in Arizona after my husband died people helped me just out of kindness. Because my husband was Irish and so is my adopted daughter. Because I am going to be a schoolteacher myself when I return to the West, and I hope the people with the power to help my students will do so. And because I think you are a brave girl who deserves more chances.</p><p></p><p>Now, I have a few prayers to say, but don't let your director leave before I get to have a word, alright?"</p><p></p><p>"Alright....Thank you very much," she states.</p><p></p><p>Kate stayed a few moments and squeezed the girls' hand, then stood up and walked forward to the altar. She took a stick of incense and carefully lit it in the candle flame burning there, then slipped it into the holder and knelt down beside Conrad.</p><p></p><p>She began with the words Priestess Florencia has used in the desert ceremony. "Diana, goddess of the moon who shines her light upon us in our darkest hours, goddess of fertility, nurturer of life, I acknowledge you and pay you tribute. Grant me the ability to nurture others without the need for understanding, as does a mother to her child. Shine your light upon our path. Guide and protect the love which grows within each of us.</p><p></p><p>Diana, I treasure the gift you have given myself and my husband. It brings me more joy than I can begin to describe. Your protection wraps around my spirit every day.</p><p></p><p>Diana, the truth of your gift is not easy for others to see. I knew it would be so, but I find my strength to bear it waning. Please help my family see the truth. If it is not possible, help me find the strength to accept that those I love may never believe. Bring your nurturing spirit to their hearts so they may love my son without reservation."</p><p></p><p>Kate hears a woman's voice state, "You ask much of me Katherine."</p><p></p><p>Kate looks up to see a woman standing before her. The brown eyed woman stands around five-foot-eight with brownish-black hair tied back in a pony tail. Her shapely figure is contained within a brown leather tunic over hunter-green woolen leggings and full-length shirt. She has boots and belt of brown leather that match the tunic. Strapped to the woman's back is a quiver of arrows with an unstrung longbow attached to it. Kate's eyes are drawn to the woman, but in her peripheral vision she also notes that Conrad and the other people in the room are all now frozen in place like statues, as though time itself has stopped.</p><p></p><p>Kate felt her eyes fill and then brim over with tears. She couldn't seem to look away even though she knew she was staring. An apology was on her tongue, but something told her 'I'm sorry' was the wrong thing to say.</p><p></p><p>"Yes Lady, more than I should. Your gift is so great..... I have received more from your hands than I can ever repay. To ask more..." she stopped and shook her head. "Yet every time I look into the eyes of someone I love and see the worry and doubt it breaks my heart. Papa always said to take comfort in faith, but faith is new to me. I am struggling to learn how."</p><p></p><p>Diana replies, "Faith is interesting thing child, it differs from person to person. But know this, unlike others of Olympus, I do not attempt to directly influence the minds of mortals. They will need to each come to their own realizations. You should grant your father some time. He is a man of strong faith. If he or you mother continue to have doubts I could deliver them a message through their clergy.</p><p></p><p>Regarding the protection that I have given to you, do not flaunt it. I will be displeased if I see you intentionally putting yourself into situations of grave danger under the mistaken notion that you are invulnerable. But that does not mean that you should run and hide if danger should find itself upon you. You should continue to be yourself, I can ask for nothing less.</p><p></p><p>And as for the first part of your prayer, your request to 'Grant me the ability to nurture others without the need for understanding, as does a mother to her child', that is who you are. You have just demonstrated that ability with this young blind girl.</p><p></p><p>While the future itself is uncertain and changeable, if events continue for this girl along the path that you have now set into motion, your nurturing to others will extend to the hundreds of thousands if not millions. Annie Sullivan's next operation will be a success, she will see again. With the guidance of your family she will make it her life's work to help those who society has abandoned, and she will be considered by many to be a miracle worker. The story of her work with a blind and deaf girl will become a best selling book and also a play. It will inspire all of those who read or see it.</p><p></p><p>So yes Katherine, I have granted both you and Thomas a great gift. All that I ask of you in return is that you raise him to share the faith that you now have and to share your outlook towards life."</p><p></p><p>"Our son will know you," she said fervently. "And I will teach him to do those kindnesses wherever he can. If we all did, imagine how different the world would be. It's the world I would wish for him, but we must help make it."</p><p></p><p>Kate looked back over her shoulder. "There is something special in Miss Sullivan. She has so much strength. To lose her family, her sight, to live in such a horrible place and still have the ability to stand up for herself is extraordinary. I'm not surprised to hear that she could do so much good in the world. If what little I can do can help her on her way, I'm well repaid."</p><p></p><p>She turned back and looked unabashedly into the goddess' face. "I'm so grateful for your protection. I hope the danger has passed, and I did the best I could to keep myself safe without abandoning my companions. I must be my own best protection and trust in you after I have done everything in my power to be safe.</p><p></p><p>I will do as you say and give my family time. It was such a difficult morning, and strange to feel doubt between Papa and I. I didn't know where to turn for comfort, so I came here. A message through the clergy was all I had hoped for; I would never wish for you to influence their minds. I have been the victim of such influence and I would never wish it on another. I only hope I have not earned Aphrodite's rancor by rejecting her gifts and keeping my heart and mind my own."</p><p></p><p>"Fear not the wrath of Aphrodite. She knows that you are now under my protection, which my meeting with you directly will clarify to her. Centuries ago in Elizabethan England she interfered directly with the life of a mortal here on earth who my twin brother Apollo had aided. Our father Zeus was needed to intervene to right the situation and Aphrodite was punished by Zeus. I doubt she would dare attempt that again.</p><p></p><p>I will take leave of you now Katherine. We may never meet again but I will continue to keep watch over you and your child. Continue to be who you are and do as you think best."</p><p></p><p>Kate began to stretch out her hand before she remembered it was unlikely she could or should touch a goddess. "Thank you, for everything. For my son, for hearing my prayer, for helping me find faith. I think.... I think I shall be well. I will do my best and take comfort knowing you are watching over us."</p><p></p><p>The deity states "Then good day to you then Katherine. I will now return to my tracking. We deities still need to keep up with our skills and the remote forests within your state of Maine provide many an opportunity for me to do so." The goddess fades from view and time resumes its normal course.</p><p></p><p>As time flowed back to normal, Kate felt as if something had been gripping her and suddenly let go. Her body sagged and her backside thumped down onto her heels. Her breath came hard and fast as she stared silently at where the goddess had been.</p><p></p><p>A moment later she turned her head toward Conrad, curious if he had noticed anything.</p><p></p><p>Kate found Conrad still focused on his prayer. How strange that she who had turned away from the gods, and he who had never believed in them should end up here.</p><p></p><p>When she felt steadier, Kate got herself up and onto a pew in the first row. At first she thought the church looked different, but slowly she realized that it was her. "We'll be alright, little one," she whispered quietly with her hand protectively over her stomach. Her doubts, while not completely vanquished, no longer pained her. Instead, she felt whatever anyone believed; the little family she and Ginnie had started would be fine.</p><p></p><p>Enjoying this new sense of well-being, Kate waited patiently for Conrad to finish his prayer and the Director and the Priest to finish their discussion.</p><p></p><p>Mr. Anagnos, a middle aged man with a wide white mustache, concludes his business with the priest. He turns and begins to walk in the direction of the pews.</p><p></p><p>Kate brought her head back down from the clouds and approached the gentleman.</p><p></p><p>"Excuse me, Mr. Anagnos? My name is Katherine Kale. I had the opportunity to speak with Miss Sullivan for a few moments and she told me about your school. I wonder if I might speak to you for a moment?"</p><p></p><p>The Director looked back toward his student and seeing she was alright turned back to Kate. "Of course, ma'am. What can I do for you?"</p><p></p><p>"I'd like a chance to help out if I can. You might notice I'm not very big. I have quite a few dresses that should do quite well for Miss Sullivan if you'd accept them. She also mentioned working over the summer months. My father, Friedrich Seagram, is in business and knows many people. If you will allow it, I could have him make some inquiries about more interesting employment for her. And if I know my Papa, he will be interested in doing much more."</p><p></p><p>Mr. Anagnos expresses his interest to her and suggests that her father make an appointment with him to tour the school. He asks the Priest to get him some paper while he takes out his fountain pen. He writes out his name, the school's address and its telephone number, handing the paper to Kate.</p><p></p><p>He comments, "Owning and operating one of Mr. Bell's telephone devices is an extravagance that the school really cannot afford, but the families of a number of the financially well-to-do families actually have them in their homes and desire to speak daily to their offspring. For those children without sight and living away from home hearing the voice of a loved one brings such happiness that I now consider having one of the devices a necessity."</p><p></p><p>While the telephone has only been in existence for a mere six years, Kate recalls that many of the successful businesses in the city have now installed them for their offices, including that of her father.</p><p></p><p>"What a blessing for your students," she said with a smile. "I will have my father get in touch with you, his business has invested in the telephone as well. I'm sure he'll be very interested in your work, as I am. Let him know if you would like anything from the western states which I might be able to get for you. Good luck, Mr. Anagnos," she finished and shook his hand. "I hope I'll see you again."</p><p></p><p>Kate took a few steps back to the second pew, making sure to make a bit of noise as she did so. "It was a pleasure to meet you. I hope you will get to meet my girl Ginnie in the next few days. Good luck, Miss Sullivan." She patted the girl's shoulder, then turned back to where the Priest was still hovering.</p><p></p><p>"My friend is very interested in the history of the church. Perhaps you'd give us a little tour before we're on our way. If my friends has finished his prayers, that is," she finished and looked over her shoulder toward Conrad.</p><p></p><p>Conrad has finished his devotions and is now standing and watching Kate. The Priest follows her over to him and introductions are made.</p><p></p><p>The Priest takes them on a tour of the building. He explains that "The structure was build in 1723. In 1722, it had been decided that King's Chapel, a small wooden building that was the branch of the Greek and Roman Church of England was proving to be inadequate for the growing number of believers in Boston. That church was located near Boston Common. This site was pasture land. It was chosen due to being near Copp's Hill, the highest elevation in the North End, and also close to the wharfs and warehouses of sea captains and merchants settling in the area.</p><p></p><p>Timber came from forests around York, Maine, and bricks were fashioned in kilns in nearby Medford, Massachusetts. The first stone was laid by April 15, 1723, by the Rector of King's Chapel, the Reverend Samuel Myles. The building took twenty-two years to complete, with a brick belfry tower twenty-four feet square surmounted by a steeple or spire added seventeen years after the laying of the foundation stone."</p><p></p><p>They continue to walk through the building and up to the towers where he tells of the wooden pews and traditional foot warmers still used this day, of the brass chandeliers that were a gift of Captain William Maxwell and first lit on Christmas Day 1724, of the first church bells heard in North America that were installed in the original tower in 1745 and salvaged after the hurricane destroyed it.</p><p></p><p>They then ascend the tower, where he describes the now famous events that transpired on April 18th of 1775 which began the war of the revolution.</p><p></p><p>"It's a beautiful church," Kate said, looking down from the tower. "And it must be a great honor to be the Priest to care for it. Thank you for allowing us to see it." She smiled over to Conrad. "The trip was well worth it. Is this church still highly attended?"</p><p></p><p>The Priest replies, "Oh yes, very much so." The tour continues for another twenty minutes after which the Priest thanks them. Conrad hands the man a $ 20 bill as a donation to the church. They return to the carriage.</p><p></p><p>Kate almost closed the curtains again, but decided a bit of propriety was probably in order and left them open. She settled herself companionably on the seat with a gentle smile on her face. "You spent quite a while at prayers. I never know quite what to do, myself. I think I figured it out, though."</p><p></p><p>Conrad replies, "Well, this praying stuff is all new to me too. Theater folk tend not to be very religious, especially given that we're usually all asleep when Sunday services are going on. But I had so much to now be thankful for that I figured I'd make up for nearly three decades of lost time. Plus, I needed to ask for help regarding tomorrow. I suspect that this won't be an easy reunion."</p><p></p><p>"Probably not. If we're lucky, Mr. Twain will have been back to New York already and Mr. Booth may be more receptive. But considering he was going down the Mississippi first.... Do you realize how brave it is of you to try again? Just remember, if he still refuses to see the truth the greater loss is his. He has a son to be proud of, and he does himself a great disservice by denying you."</p><p></p><p>She lightened the mood with a smile and said, "And I plan to continue sleeping in on Sunday mornings. I honor Diana, I don't need services for that." She took his hand. "It's good to hear you have much to be thankful for. So different from when I first met you."</p><p></p><p>"Well, my meeting you is what I'm most thankful for. You've changed my life so much for the better."</p><p></p><p>"You've done the same for me, my dear. My heart was so bruised I was trying to hide it. I might have had a very lonely life if I hadn't met you."</p><p></p><p>He embraces her.</p><p></p><p>He comments, "As for sleeping in on Sunday's, I wouldn't worry too much about that. I have a suspicion that the Permanent Pastor of Promise City's church will be open to allowing the congregation to each worship as they see fit."</p><p></p><p>Kate settled into his arms with a sigh. "I intend to worship exactly as I please, no matter who has something to say about it. Priests do not have the only voices to which the gods listen."</p><p></p><p>The two cuddle together for the ride back through the city. Conrad separates as they near the Seagram household.</p><p></p><p>"Am I mussed?" Kate asked in a rare moment of vanity as she checked her hair and dress. She pinned her hat back on, and by the time the carriage stopped a very proper Mrs. Kale disembarked. She and Conrad went quietly inside. "I think we've missed lunch, and I need to eat so I'd best head to the kitchen. Thank you for going with me. You helped make a difficult day much better," she said, conscious that here other ears might be present.</p><p></p><p>Katherine was busy the rest of the day. After her lunch she again spoke to her father, this time about the Perkins institute and Miss Sullivan. As she suspected, he was very interested in the school and was quickly making plans to visit. She knew that she couldn't continue sending every person in need she met to her father, but on this occasion his resources could do much more than hers.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="orchid blossom, post: 2838556, member: 12815"] [SIZE=3]Encounters[/SIZE] Services were not being held now and there appeared to be only three other people inside. One was a young male priest, who was speaking to a well dressed gentleman in the far corner of the church. The other person was a young girl of perhaps fifteen seated in the second pew near the front of the church. It appeared to Kate that the girl was softly crying to herself. "It's been a long time," Kate said softly to Conrad. "I'm not sure I quite remember what to do. The priest might give you a tour when he's finished talking to the gentleman. Why don't we go wait at the front of the church?" Kate led Conrad forward and sat down in the front pew to wait, getting a look at the young girl in the second pew. Conrad excused himself from Kate and went to the front of the Chruch and kneeled down before the altar. Kate noticed that the dark haired girl looked to be of Irish descent. She wore a dress of a design and style typically worn by the well-to-do of the area, except that the dress also showed signs of wear and some stitching to indicate that repairs have been made to it. The girl's eyes had a cloudy look to them and Kate deduces that the girl is blind. Kate pulled out her handkerchief and moved back to the second pew. She laid it in the girl's hand, saying, "Here, sweetheart. Are you alright? Would you like me to get someone for you?" The girl turns her head and Kate confirms that she is blind. She replies, "No Ma'am, there is nobody. I am alone. I am sorry if I disturbed you." She gestures towards the far corner with the man and the priest and says, "Director Anagnos did not feel it safe to leave me alone today so brought me with along with him for his errands. He says that he will be meeting with the Priest for the next hour." "You didn't disturb me, I just arrived. Director Anagnos? He must be the gentleman talking with the Priest. Is he the director of a school?" She replies, "Yes, the Perkins Institution for the Blind, in the southern part of the city. This week is Spring Recess and the other students have all gone home to their families. My father was a drunkard and abandoned our family, our mother died of Tuberculosis." She pauses and then continues, "My brother Jimmie and I stayed with Cousin Statia for a while but she did not want us. We were sent to almshouse at the Massachusetts State Infirmary up in Tewksbury...the poorhouse. It was an awful place...mostly sick elderly...buildings teeming with rats. Jimmie died there. A year ago fall the Massachusetts State Board of Charities conducted an investigation of the conditions there. I approached them and before the Infirmary Director could pull me away I blurted out that I wanted to go to school. The men spoke to me and then got the Perkins Institution to admit me as a charity case." Kate took the girls hand in her own. "You have had a terrible time, but you stood up for yourself and it seems things are getting better now. I have a girl myself who was orphaned, and like you she is determined to make a better life for herself. Perhaps I might have a word with your director before he leaves. What's your name, dear?" "Annie...Annie Sullivan. No, there is nothing to say to him. He is a good man and wishes the only best for me. The other children at school tease me all the time, usually about the age difference. I'm sixteen but since I never had a formal education before am in classes with children of seven and eight." Kate is surprised by that comment. She initially thought the girl to be fifteen but upon looking closer had concluded that she was younger than that. As with Ginnie, poverty had stunted the girl's physical development. She sobs "I must sound so ungrateful, I have been blessed with opportunities at the school that I would have never had up in Tewksbury. An education...and a caring doctor, Doctor Bradford. He performed an operation on my eyes last summer but it didn't help. He said that he would try again this next summer. It's just hard on me during weeks when everybody else is away. And it will soon be summer, that is the hardest as the school is closed and the almshouse won't take a girl of my age back, not that I would go. I spent last summer as a maid at Clark's rooming house in Boston's south end. It was the only place that Director Anagnos could find for a blind Irish girl." "You don't sound ungrateful at all. It's hard to be alone, and in your school with no one close to your age it must be that much harder. I have a friend who is attending high school and he is in his twenties. I only wanted to talk to your director because I have some things I could donate to your school if they're needed. I'm going away for a couple days tomorrow, but I thought I might send my girl Ginnie over with a few things. I'm sure you'd like to meet her. I think you and she would have a lot in common. I could also put the director in touch with some people who might know of other job opportunities for you for the summer." She says, "Oh, that would be so kind of you. But why would you do that for a poor, blind Irish girl who you never met before?" "Many reasons, dear. Because when I was alone in Arizona after my husband died people helped me just out of kindness. Because my husband was Irish and so is my adopted daughter. Because I am going to be a schoolteacher myself when I return to the West, and I hope the people with the power to help my students will do so. And because I think you are a brave girl who deserves more chances. Now, I have a few prayers to say, but don't let your director leave before I get to have a word, alright?" "Alright....Thank you very much," she states. Kate stayed a few moments and squeezed the girls' hand, then stood up and walked forward to the altar. She took a stick of incense and carefully lit it in the candle flame burning there, then slipped it into the holder and knelt down beside Conrad. She began with the words Priestess Florencia has used in the desert ceremony. "Diana, goddess of the moon who shines her light upon us in our darkest hours, goddess of fertility, nurturer of life, I acknowledge you and pay you tribute. Grant me the ability to nurture others without the need for understanding, as does a mother to her child. Shine your light upon our path. Guide and protect the love which grows within each of us. Diana, I treasure the gift you have given myself and my husband. It brings me more joy than I can begin to describe. Your protection wraps around my spirit every day. Diana, the truth of your gift is not easy for others to see. I knew it would be so, but I find my strength to bear it waning. Please help my family see the truth. If it is not possible, help me find the strength to accept that those I love may never believe. Bring your nurturing spirit to their hearts so they may love my son without reservation." Kate hears a woman's voice state, "You ask much of me Katherine." Kate looks up to see a woman standing before her. The brown eyed woman stands around five-foot-eight with brownish-black hair tied back in a pony tail. Her shapely figure is contained within a brown leather tunic over hunter-green woolen leggings and full-length shirt. She has boots and belt of brown leather that match the tunic. Strapped to the woman's back is a quiver of arrows with an unstrung longbow attached to it. Kate's eyes are drawn to the woman, but in her peripheral vision she also notes that Conrad and the other people in the room are all now frozen in place like statues, as though time itself has stopped. Kate felt her eyes fill and then brim over with tears. She couldn't seem to look away even though she knew she was staring. An apology was on her tongue, but something told her 'I'm sorry' was the wrong thing to say. "Yes Lady, more than I should. Your gift is so great..... I have received more from your hands than I can ever repay. To ask more..." she stopped and shook her head. "Yet every time I look into the eyes of someone I love and see the worry and doubt it breaks my heart. Papa always said to take comfort in faith, but faith is new to me. I am struggling to learn how." Diana replies, "Faith is interesting thing child, it differs from person to person. But know this, unlike others of Olympus, I do not attempt to directly influence the minds of mortals. They will need to each come to their own realizations. You should grant your father some time. He is a man of strong faith. If he or you mother continue to have doubts I could deliver them a message through their clergy. Regarding the protection that I have given to you, do not flaunt it. I will be displeased if I see you intentionally putting yourself into situations of grave danger under the mistaken notion that you are invulnerable. But that does not mean that you should run and hide if danger should find itself upon you. You should continue to be yourself, I can ask for nothing less. And as for the first part of your prayer, your request to 'Grant me the ability to nurture others without the need for understanding, as does a mother to her child', that is who you are. You have just demonstrated that ability with this young blind girl. While the future itself is uncertain and changeable, if events continue for this girl along the path that you have now set into motion, your nurturing to others will extend to the hundreds of thousands if not millions. Annie Sullivan's next operation will be a success, she will see again. With the guidance of your family she will make it her life's work to help those who society has abandoned, and she will be considered by many to be a miracle worker. The story of her work with a blind and deaf girl will become a best selling book and also a play. It will inspire all of those who read or see it. So yes Katherine, I have granted both you and Thomas a great gift. All that I ask of you in return is that you raise him to share the faith that you now have and to share your outlook towards life." "Our son will know you," she said fervently. "And I will teach him to do those kindnesses wherever he can. If we all did, imagine how different the world would be. It's the world I would wish for him, but we must help make it." Kate looked back over her shoulder. "There is something special in Miss Sullivan. She has so much strength. To lose her family, her sight, to live in such a horrible place and still have the ability to stand up for herself is extraordinary. I'm not surprised to hear that she could do so much good in the world. If what little I can do can help her on her way, I'm well repaid." She turned back and looked unabashedly into the goddess' face. "I'm so grateful for your protection. I hope the danger has passed, and I did the best I could to keep myself safe without abandoning my companions. I must be my own best protection and trust in you after I have done everything in my power to be safe. I will do as you say and give my family time. It was such a difficult morning, and strange to feel doubt between Papa and I. I didn't know where to turn for comfort, so I came here. A message through the clergy was all I had hoped for; I would never wish for you to influence their minds. I have been the victim of such influence and I would never wish it on another. I only hope I have not earned Aphrodite's rancor by rejecting her gifts and keeping my heart and mind my own." "Fear not the wrath of Aphrodite. She knows that you are now under my protection, which my meeting with you directly will clarify to her. Centuries ago in Elizabethan England she interfered directly with the life of a mortal here on earth who my twin brother Apollo had aided. Our father Zeus was needed to intervene to right the situation and Aphrodite was punished by Zeus. I doubt she would dare attempt that again. I will take leave of you now Katherine. We may never meet again but I will continue to keep watch over you and your child. Continue to be who you are and do as you think best." Kate began to stretch out her hand before she remembered it was unlikely she could or should touch a goddess. "Thank you, for everything. For my son, for hearing my prayer, for helping me find faith. I think.... I think I shall be well. I will do my best and take comfort knowing you are watching over us." The deity states "Then good day to you then Katherine. I will now return to my tracking. We deities still need to keep up with our skills and the remote forests within your state of Maine provide many an opportunity for me to do so." The goddess fades from view and time resumes its normal course. As time flowed back to normal, Kate felt as if something had been gripping her and suddenly let go. Her body sagged and her backside thumped down onto her heels. Her breath came hard and fast as she stared silently at where the goddess had been. A moment later she turned her head toward Conrad, curious if he had noticed anything. Kate found Conrad still focused on his prayer. How strange that she who had turned away from the gods, and he who had never believed in them should end up here. When she felt steadier, Kate got herself up and onto a pew in the first row. At first she thought the church looked different, but slowly she realized that it was her. "We'll be alright, little one," she whispered quietly with her hand protectively over her stomach. Her doubts, while not completely vanquished, no longer pained her. Instead, she felt whatever anyone believed; the little family she and Ginnie had started would be fine. Enjoying this new sense of well-being, Kate waited patiently for Conrad to finish his prayer and the Director and the Priest to finish their discussion. Mr. Anagnos, a middle aged man with a wide white mustache, concludes his business with the priest. He turns and begins to walk in the direction of the pews. Kate brought her head back down from the clouds and approached the gentleman. "Excuse me, Mr. Anagnos? My name is Katherine Kale. I had the opportunity to speak with Miss Sullivan for a few moments and she told me about your school. I wonder if I might speak to you for a moment?" The Director looked back toward his student and seeing she was alright turned back to Kate. "Of course, ma'am. What can I do for you?" "I'd like a chance to help out if I can. You might notice I'm not very big. I have quite a few dresses that should do quite well for Miss Sullivan if you'd accept them. She also mentioned working over the summer months. My father, Friedrich Seagram, is in business and knows many people. If you will allow it, I could have him make some inquiries about more interesting employment for her. And if I know my Papa, he will be interested in doing much more." Mr. Anagnos expresses his interest to her and suggests that her father make an appointment with him to tour the school. He asks the Priest to get him some paper while he takes out his fountain pen. He writes out his name, the school's address and its telephone number, handing the paper to Kate. He comments, "Owning and operating one of Mr. Bell's telephone devices is an extravagance that the school really cannot afford, but the families of a number of the financially well-to-do families actually have them in their homes and desire to speak daily to their offspring. For those children without sight and living away from home hearing the voice of a loved one brings such happiness that I now consider having one of the devices a necessity." While the telephone has only been in existence for a mere six years, Kate recalls that many of the successful businesses in the city have now installed them for their offices, including that of her father. "What a blessing for your students," she said with a smile. "I will have my father get in touch with you, his business has invested in the telephone as well. I'm sure he'll be very interested in your work, as I am. Let him know if you would like anything from the western states which I might be able to get for you. Good luck, Mr. Anagnos," she finished and shook his hand. "I hope I'll see you again." Kate took a few steps back to the second pew, making sure to make a bit of noise as she did so. "It was a pleasure to meet you. I hope you will get to meet my girl Ginnie in the next few days. Good luck, Miss Sullivan." She patted the girl's shoulder, then turned back to where the Priest was still hovering. "My friend is very interested in the history of the church. Perhaps you'd give us a little tour before we're on our way. If my friends has finished his prayers, that is," she finished and looked over her shoulder toward Conrad. Conrad has finished his devotions and is now standing and watching Kate. The Priest follows her over to him and introductions are made. The Priest takes them on a tour of the building. He explains that "The structure was build in 1723. In 1722, it had been decided that King's Chapel, a small wooden building that was the branch of the Greek and Roman Church of England was proving to be inadequate for the growing number of believers in Boston. That church was located near Boston Common. This site was pasture land. It was chosen due to being near Copp's Hill, the highest elevation in the North End, and also close to the wharfs and warehouses of sea captains and merchants settling in the area. Timber came from forests around York, Maine, and bricks were fashioned in kilns in nearby Medford, Massachusetts. The first stone was laid by April 15, 1723, by the Rector of King's Chapel, the Reverend Samuel Myles. The building took twenty-two years to complete, with a brick belfry tower twenty-four feet square surmounted by a steeple or spire added seventeen years after the laying of the foundation stone." They continue to walk through the building and up to the towers where he tells of the wooden pews and traditional foot warmers still used this day, of the brass chandeliers that were a gift of Captain William Maxwell and first lit on Christmas Day 1724, of the first church bells heard in North America that were installed in the original tower in 1745 and salvaged after the hurricane destroyed it. They then ascend the tower, where he describes the now famous events that transpired on April 18th of 1775 which began the war of the revolution. "It's a beautiful church," Kate said, looking down from the tower. "And it must be a great honor to be the Priest to care for it. Thank you for allowing us to see it." She smiled over to Conrad. "The trip was well worth it. Is this church still highly attended?" The Priest replies, "Oh yes, very much so." The tour continues for another twenty minutes after which the Priest thanks them. Conrad hands the man a $ 20 bill as a donation to the church. They return to the carriage. Kate almost closed the curtains again, but decided a bit of propriety was probably in order and left them open. She settled herself companionably on the seat with a gentle smile on her face. "You spent quite a while at prayers. I never know quite what to do, myself. I think I figured it out, though." Conrad replies, "Well, this praying stuff is all new to me too. Theater folk tend not to be very religious, especially given that we're usually all asleep when Sunday services are going on. But I had so much to now be thankful for that I figured I'd make up for nearly three decades of lost time. Plus, I needed to ask for help regarding tomorrow. I suspect that this won't be an easy reunion." "Probably not. If we're lucky, Mr. Twain will have been back to New York already and Mr. Booth may be more receptive. But considering he was going down the Mississippi first.... Do you realize how brave it is of you to try again? Just remember, if he still refuses to see the truth the greater loss is his. He has a son to be proud of, and he does himself a great disservice by denying you." She lightened the mood with a smile and said, "And I plan to continue sleeping in on Sunday mornings. I honor Diana, I don't need services for that." She took his hand. "It's good to hear you have much to be thankful for. So different from when I first met you." "Well, my meeting you is what I'm most thankful for. You've changed my life so much for the better." "You've done the same for me, my dear. My heart was so bruised I was trying to hide it. I might have had a very lonely life if I hadn't met you." He embraces her. He comments, "As for sleeping in on Sunday's, I wouldn't worry too much about that. I have a suspicion that the Permanent Pastor of Promise City's church will be open to allowing the congregation to each worship as they see fit." Kate settled into his arms with a sigh. "I intend to worship exactly as I please, no matter who has something to say about it. Priests do not have the only voices to which the gods listen." The two cuddle together for the ride back through the city. Conrad separates as they near the Seagram household. "Am I mussed?" Kate asked in a rare moment of vanity as she checked her hair and dress. She pinned her hat back on, and by the time the carriage stopped a very proper Mrs. Kale disembarked. She and Conrad went quietly inside. "I think we've missed lunch, and I need to eat so I'd best head to the kitchen. Thank you for going with me. You helped make a difficult day much better," she said, conscious that here other ears might be present. Katherine was busy the rest of the day. After her lunch she again spoke to her father, this time about the Perkins institute and Miss Sullivan. As she suspected, he was very interested in the school and was quickly making plans to visit. She knew that she couldn't continue sending every person in need she met to her father, but on this occasion his resources could do much more than hers. [/QUOTE]
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