They had an ethereal hue, a light without rays, a clearness almost polar in its severity.

But in some way their appearance infused into his soul calmness and strength.
"Liberty has always been bought with life, and the glory of the greatest nations handseled with the blood of their founders." This was the thought in his heart, as looking far off to the horizon, he asked hopefully: "What then, O God, shall this good land produce That Thou art watering it so carefully ?".