She had taught her to pray to Him, and to read her Bible, and to sing hymns, but only now did He become real to Huldah, her very only loving Father, and her heart swelled with love and gratitude to Him who had stood by her and taken care of her.
She knew now, too, that He would take care of her all her life through.
"Oh, it's grand!" she thought to herself, "to have a big strong Father and a Brother to watch over one!" And she felt as though no one could harm her any more.
Rob was walking in leisurely fashion up the hill now, and no sound broke the silence but the twittering of the birds in the hedge, Rob's short, sharp steps on the hard road, and the scrunching of the gravel under the wheels, when suddenly Miss Rose's voice sounded singing softly but sweetly, "Lead Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom, Lead Thou me on; The night is dark, and I am far from home, Lead Thou me on.
Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene,--one step enough for me." Then Martha Perry's feeble voice joined in, and last of all Huldah's shy, weak treble.

They were all so grateful, so full of thankfulness and faith, they could not help it.

And ever after, when Huldah passed along that road, the same lines sprang spontaneously to heart and lips, "One step enough for me." Winter ended soon, and spring came early that year.

In the cottage garden the wallflowers and daffodils had sprung up and burst into bloom before anyone had quite realised that their time had come.
In the field opposite the hedges were so lined with primroses that the scent greeted you across the road.
In those warm days, when school was over, and on half-holidays, Huldah took her work across to the field, and sat in the sunshine surrounded by the gold-starred hedges, where the ferns and violets and ladies' smocks fought for room, and mingled in one sweet tangle of beauty.

She was very, very happy in those days, and busy from morning till night.