Everything wore the aspect of neatness and propriety.

On each side of the fireplace stood an old oaken arm-chair, where the venerable parents rested their weary limbs after the day's labour was over.

On a shelf in one corner lay two Bibles, with a few religious books and tracts.

The little room had two windows: a lovely prospect of hills, woods, and fields, appeared through one; and the other was more than half obscured by the branches of a vine which was trained across it; between its leaves the sun shone, and cast a cheerful light over the whole place.
"This," thought I, "is a fit residence for piety, peace, and contentment.
May I learn a fresh lesson for advancement in each, through the blessing of God on this visit." "Sir," said the daughter, "we are not worthy that you should come under our roof.

We take it very kind that you should travel so far to see us." "My Master," I replied, "came a great deal further to visit us poor sinners.