Such men and such women, we may believe have ceased to exist now.

They flourished in those miserable days of war and divisions, and passed away with them like the foul night-birds of the battle-field.
To return to our journey.

In the morning sunshine one could not but be cheerful, and think good things possible.

The worst trial I had came with each sunset.

For then--we generally rode late into the evening--Louis sought my side to talk to me of his sweetheart.