They found Alice alive, and without pain. And that was all. A
child of a few weeks old would have had more bodily strength; a
child of a very few months old, more consciousness of what was
passing before her. But even in this state she diffused an
atmosphere of peace around her. True, Will, at first, wept
passionate tears at the sight of her, who had been as a mother to
him, so standing on the confines of life. But even now, as always,
loud passionate feeling could not long endure in the calm of her
presence. The firm faith which her mind had no longer power to
grasp, had left its trail of glory; for by no other word can I call
the bright happy look which illumined the old earth-worn face. Her
talk, it is true, bore no more that constant earnest reference to
God and His holy Word which it had done in health, and there were no
deathbed words of exhortation from the lips of one so habitually
pious. For still she imagined herself once again in the happy,
happy realms of childhood; and again dwelling in the lovely northern
haunts where she had so often longed to be.
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