His Other Wife: A Novel — page 90: what you’re looking at

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ee RACHEL. atmosphere with which egotism, and greed, and lust, and vanity, and passion have filled our planet. Uriel did good because he loved good. Every suffering atom of life was as a part of himself that suffered. He devoted himself to the healing art because it gave him an ecstasy of soul to ease the pain of even a dog. Fora long time in his youth he would accept no more remu- neration for his services and prescriptions than just suffi- cient to keep him from want; but after a while he saw that there was so much misery that his drugs could not alleviate, but which money might. He therefore altered his plan a little, and charged the poor nothing, the rich a good deal, for his skill. Thus he managed to equalize things somewhat. His own life he never altered ; he continued to live in the little suburban shop, with its two rooms. below and two above, where he began his practice as a quack physician and druggist. Some people called him a miser; but this was because they knew he made a great deal of money, and did not know how he spent it. The singular case of Rachel Croft was precisely one to awaken all the grandest traits of a character like Uriel’s. It turned the man into the providence. Here was a strange, solemn work for him. Heaven would show him, step by step, how it was to be done; he would sim- ply wait, and act as he felt bidden.. He was a professor of no special faith—that is to say, he followed no sect— but his religion was broad as God's universe, and reached Eomicbooks.¢o 3