One ray happened to be reflected from a little looking-glass upon her face.

Amidst her pallid and decaying features there appeared a calm resignation, triumphant confidence, unaffected humility, and tender anxiety, which fully declared the feelings of her heart.
Some further affectionate conversation and a short prayer closed this interview.
As I rode home by departing daylight, a solemn tranquillity reigned throughout the scene.

The gentle lowing of cattle, the bleating of sheep just penned in their folds, the humming of the insects of the night, the distant murmurs of the sea, the last notes of the birds of day, and the first warblings of the nightingale, broke upon the ear, and served rather to increase than lessen the peaceful serenity of the evening, and its corresponding effects on my own mind.

It invited and cherished just such meditations as my visit had already inspired.

Natural scenery, when viewed in a Christian mirror, frequently affords very beautiful illustrations of divine truths.