As the waters got deeper and deeper, his face only grew the more radiant, and when the mist almost hid him from my view, I heard a triumphant voice exclaiming, "Thanks be unto God for His unspeakable Gift."
Minnie's little head was laid on Agnes's lap during the narration of this dream, and she now raised it with an earnest look.
"And that is all?" she said, sighing.
"All, except that there is no end to the Glory," replied Agnes.
"No," said John, "I often think that is the best of Heaven—there will be no 'leaving-off' there."
"That is just it," answered Agnes, "and the summing-up of all these Wordless pages—of Sin—Blood—Righteousness—Glory—seems to me to be expressed in these words, 'That ye might walk worthy of the Lord unto all pleasing.... Who hath made us meet to be partakers of the inheritance of the saints in light.'"
