If a choice were offered me of all the good gifts of this world, mine would be my husband's love." Lord Arleigh looked thoughtfully at her.

The sunshine glistened through the green boughs, and touched her graceful golden head as with an aureole of glory.
"I am beginning to think," he said, "that all that happens is for the best.

We shall be wiser and better all our lives for having suffered." "I think so too," observed Madaline.
"And my darling," he said, "I am quite sure of another thing.

There are many good gifts in the world--wealth, fame, rank, glory--but the best gift of all is that which comes straight from Heaven--the love of a pure, good wife." Looking up, they saw the earl crossing the lawn to meet them.
"Madaline," he said, gently, when he was close to them, "how rejoiced I am to see that look on your face.

You have no thought of dying now ?" "Not if I can help it, papa," she replied.
"I think," continued the earl, "that this is the happiest day of my life.