His heart grew sick with bitter sorrow as he recalled the look of

mingled appeal and trust which shot from Whitcomb's eyes into his own as

his young life, so full of hope, of ambition, of love, was passing

through the dim portals of an unknown world. Oh, the pity of it! that

he, an acquaintance of but a few hours, should have been the only one to

whom those eyes could turn for their last message of earthly love and

sympathy; and oh, the impotency of any and all human love then!

Never before had Darrell been brought so near the unseen, the

unknown,--always surrounding us, but of which few of us are

conscious,--and for hours he sat motionless, lost in thought, grappling

with problems hitherto unthought of, but which now perplexed and baffled

him at every turn.

At last, with a heavy sigh, he opened his eyes. The gray twilight of

dawn was slowly creeping down from the mountain-tops, dispelling the

shadows; and the light of a new faith, streaming downward "From the beautiful, eternal hills

Of God's unbeginning past," was banishing the doubts which had assailed him.

That night had brought to him a revelation of the awful solitude of a

human soul, standing alone on the threshold of two worlds; but it had

also revealed to him the Love--Infinite, Divine--that meets the soul

when human love and sympathy are no longer of avail.




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