Oh, I know God will be good to him.
We are both old now, and have nothing to live for but him." Again she gave way to her grief, and as the tears flowed buried her face in her hands.
"My dear, good friend," rejoined Mrs.Chapman, rising from her chair, and placing her hand consolingly on Angeline's shoulder; "there is nothing in the world to weep for.

Nothing in the world.

I would be proud of a son who had courage and ambition enough to go on one of these voyages.

It is proof, my good woman, that he has something in him.

And if he should bring home a fortune, you know.