I come back to the post of duty, even at this late hour, and all
that is left for me, that will I do."
I was deeply touched by her words and manner.
The latter softened a little as she uttered the closing sentence.
"You look at the darkest side," I answered. "With God are the issues
of life. He calls us, our children, or our friends, in His own good
time. We cannot tell how any sickness will terminate; and hope for
the best is always our truest state."
"I hope for the best," she replied; but with something equivocal in
her voice.
"The best is life," I said, scarcely reflecting upon my words.
"Not always," she returned, still speaking calmly. "Death is often
the highest blessing that God can give. It will be so in the present
case."
"Madam!"
My tone of surprise did not move her.
"It is simply true, Doctor," she made answer. "As things are now,
and as they promise to be in the future, the safest place for these
helpless innocents is in Heaven; and I feel that their best Friend
is about to remove them there through the door of sickness.
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