But no real sound broke the silence, save the hoot of an owl, and by-and-by the chirping of the waking birds.
Then at last day dawned, and streaks of light appeared in the sky, turning presently to a glorious fiery radiance, as the sun rose, flooding the sky and all the world with brightness and with hope.
Martha Perry stirred stiffly in her chair, and opened her eyes.
"Oh, Miss Rose, I've been asleep, and left you keeping watch all by yourself! Oh, I am ashamed!" "Not by myself, Martha.

I had this," laying her hand on the open Bible, "and I felt God nearer me than ever in my life before, I think.

He is going to help us, I know.

I feel that He has given me His word this night!" "She has not come ?" sighed Martha, glancing round the kitchen, as though expecting to see Huldah hiding somewhere.

"Oh, what a night of misery she must have endured!" "She has not come yet, but she is coming, and brownie is very brave, Martha, and patient and hopeful.