Everywhere appeared the proofs of evidences of life.

The winter was over, and now, from the sadness and sterility of its withered age, sprang youth and lovely summer clad in sunshine, bediamonded with dew, and fragrant with the breath of flowers.

Jess lay back and looked up into the infinite depths above.

How blue they were, and how measureless! She could not see the angry clouds that lay like visible omens on the horizon.

Look, there, miles above her, was one tiny circling speck.