Her blue eyes were still beautiful, but they did not know what was before them, and Mary herself could never look through them again to tell Laura what she was thinking without saying a word. ↗
They drove a long way through the snowy woods, till they came to the town of Pepin. Mary and Laura had seen it once before, but it looked different now. ↗
Providence has nothing good or high in store for one who does not resolutely aim at something high or good. A purpose is the eternal condition of success. ↗