You shall go home and sleep, and to-night, if she continue to do well, I will trust her with you, and take some rest myself." Mr.Weston awoke to hear glad tidings.

Again and again, through the long day, he repeated to himself his favorite Psalm, "Praise the Lord, oh my soul." Miss Janet's joy, deep but silent, was visible in her happy countenance.
Nor were these feelings confined to the family; every servant on the estate made his master's joy his own.

They sorrowed with him when he sorrowed, but now that his drooping head was lifted up, many an honest face regarded him with humble congratulation, as kindly received as if it had come from the highest in the land..