She moved about the house with a step as stilly as the falling dews.

Indeed, such was her walk through life.

She seemed born to teach mankind unostentatious charity.
Yet, under this mild, calm exterior, she had a strong, controlling will, which all around her felt and acknowledged.

From the moment she drew the fan from my hand, at my mother's bedside, to the hour I left her dwelling, she acted upon me with a force powerful as the sun, and as benignant too..