Very calm and silent she was; but oh, what a look of intense love went out from her sad eyes! Not despairing but hopeful love.

The curtain of death hid from her no land of shadows and mystery; but a world of spiritual realities.

Her mother had not gone shrinking and trembling into regions of darkness and doubt; but in the blessed assurance of a peaceful reception in the house of her friends.
"How a true faith," said I, strongly impressed by the images which were presented to my mind, "strips from death its old terrors! When the Apostle exclaimed, 'Oh, grave, where is thy victory?
oh, death, where is thy sting ?' his mind looked deeper into the mystery of dying, and saw farther into the world beyond, than do our modern Christians, who frighten us with images of terror.

'I will lay me down in peace and sleep,' when the time of my departure comes, should be the heart-language of every one who takes upon himself the name of Him who said, 'In my Father's house are many mansions.

I go to prepare a place for you, that where I am, ye may be also.'" "Since I knew Mrs.Montgomery, and felt the sphere of her quality," said Constance, "my perceptions of life and duty here, and their connection with life and happiness hereafter, have been elevated to a higher region.