In the distance stood a noble ash-tree, which, on a considerable height, majestically reigned as the patriarch of the grove near which it grew.

Every object combined to please the eye and direct the traveller's heart to admire and love the Author and Creator of all that is beautiful to sense and edifying to the soul.
The next morning I went to Jane's cottage.

On entering the door, the woman, who so frequently visited her, met me, and said:-- "Perhaps, sir, you will not wake her just yet; for she has dropped asleep, and she seldom gets much rest, pool girl!" I went gently up stairs.
The child was in a half-sitting posture, leaning her head upon her right hand, with her Bible open before her.

She had evidently fallen asleep while reading.

Her countenance was beautifully composed and tranquil.