Then for her goodness and her unselfishness, he rejoiced her heart with the news that she should bear a son.

It was a high reward--but she would not have thanked him for a daughter--daughters have always been unpopular here.

The son was born, grew, waxed strong, died.

Elisha restored him to life in Shunem.
We found here a grove of lemon trees--cool, shady, hung with fruit.

One is apt to overestimate beauty when it is rare, but to me this grove seemed very beautiful.