For it had long been her wish to go back to Argyleshire "among her ain folk and die among the mountains," and this marriage satisfied all her longings.

One evening they found her sitting in her open door with her face turned towards the cloud-cleaving hills.

Her knitting had fallen upon her lap, her earthly work was done for ever, and she had put on the garments of the eternal Sabbath.

But there was a wonderful smile on her simple, kindly face.

Soul and body had parted with a smile.