was this scene from the aspect of our city street when I had taken
my farewell look at a late hour the previous night! No grand
sweeping outlines there, no deep quiet and peace, soothing and at
the same time uplifting the mind. Even at midnight there is an
uneasy fretting in city life--some one not at rest, and disturbing
the repose of others.

I stole silently through the house. Here, too, all seemed in accord
with nature. The life of a good old man had quietly ceased in this
home; new, hopeful life was beginning. Evil is everywhere in the
world, but it seemed to me that we had as safe a nook as could be
found.




CHAPTER XIV

SELF-DENIAL AND ITS REWARD


I remember little that followed until I was startled out of my chair
by a loud knocking. The sunlight was streaming in at the window and
John Jones's voice was at the door.

"I think we have all overslept," I said, as I admitted him.

"Not a bit of it. Every wink you've had after such a day as
yesterday is like money put in the bank. But the sleighing is better
now than it will be later in the day. The sun'll be pretty powerful