Then there appeared and spread faint streaks of gray o'er her forehead,

Dawn of another life, that broke o'er her earthly

horizon,

As in the eastern sky the first faint streaks of the morning.

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IN that delightful land which is washed by the Delaware's waters,

Guarding in sylvan shades the name of Penn the

apostle,

Stands on the banks of its beautiful stream the

city he founded.

There all the air is balm, and the peach is the emblem of beauty,

And the streets still reëcho the names of the

trees of the forest,

As if they fain would appease the Dryads whose

haunts they molested.

There from the troubled sea had Evangeline landed, an exile,

Finding among the children of Penn a home and

a country.

There old René Leblanc had died; and when he

departed,

Saw at his side only one of all his hundred descendants.

Something at least there was in the friendly streets of the city,

Something that spake to her heart, and made her no longer a stranger ;

And her ear was pleased with the Thee and Thou of the Quakers,

For it recalled the past, the old Acadian coun

try,

Where all men were equal, and all were brothers and sisters.

So, when the fruitless search, the disappointed endeavour,

Ended, to recommence no more upon earth, un

complaining,

Thither, as leaves to the light, were turned her thoughts and her footsteps.

As from a mountain's top the rainy mists of the morning

Roll away, and afar we behold the landscape

below us,

Sun-illumined, with shining rivers and cities and

hamlets,

So fell the mists from her mind, and she saw the world far below her,

Dark no longer, but all illumined with love; and the pathway

Which she had climbed so far, lying smooth and fair in the distance.

Gabriel was not forgotten. Within her heart was

his image,

Clothed in the beauty of love and youth, as last she beheld him,