A red hue gilded the top of the mist, and slowly descended toward it, as it sank away.

All the shadows of the night were disappearing, at the command once given, "Let there be light," and re-obeyed at the birth of every day.

Phillis's heart warmed with gratitude to God who had given to her a knowledge of himself.

She thought of her many mercies, her health, her comforts, and the comparative happiness of each member of her family; of the kindness of her master and the ladies; all these considerations affected her as they never had before, for gratitude and love to God ever inspires us with love and kindness to our fellow creatures.
Her thoughts returned to Alice, but all superstitious dread was gone; Aunt Peggy's strange wanderings no longer oppressed her; her mind was in its usual healthy state.

"The good Lord is above us all," she said, "and Miss Alice is one of his children." She saw the house door open, and William coming toward her on his way to the stable.