For him they could not weep, and for themselves, oh, it was a grief too deep for tears.
* * * * * We will not linger on the first few weeks that passed over the inmates of Oakwood after the death of one we have followed so long, and beheld so fondly and deservedly beloved.

Silent and profound was that sorrow, but it was the sorrow of those who, in all things, both great and small, beheld the hand of a God of love.

Could the faith, the truth, which from her girlhood's years had distinguished Mrs.Hamilton, desert her now?
Would her husband permit her to look to him for support and consolation under this deep affliction, and yet not find it?
No; they looked up to their God; they rejoiced that so peaceful, so blessed had been the death of their beloved one.

His last words to them came again and again on the heart of each parent as soothing balm, of which nor time nor circumstance could deprive them.

For the sake of each other, they exerted themselves, an example followed by their children; but each felt years must pass ere the loss they had sustained would lose its pang, ere they could cease to miss the being they had so dearly loved, who had been such a brilliant light in their domestic circle--brilliant, yet how gentle; not one that was ever sparkling, ever changing, but of a soft and steady lustre.