Sister Rose took the other's hand caressingly. "That day in the temple," she said, "I came there as a place of last resort. I was suffering, and had tried everything that I could think of to ease my troubled soul. I had prayed to God to give me some manifestation regarding my boy. I came to the temple to get a great favor, and I obtained a blessing. Instead of receiving some miraculous manifestation, you came to me and led me gently to a seat by ourselves. And there you talked to me. It was not so much what you said, but the spirit by which you said it that soothed and quieted and rested me. You repeated to me some verses, do you remember? I had you write them out, and I committed them to memory." "Do you remember them yet?" "Listen: "Thou knowest, O my Father! Why should I Weary high heaven with restless prayers and tears! Thou knowest all! My heart's unuttered cry Hath soared beyond the stars and reached Thine ears. Thou knowest--ah, Thou knowest! Then what need, Oh, loving God, to tell Thee o'er and o'er. And with persistent iteration plead As one who crieth at some closed door." "That day I went away comforted and strengthened. Do you recollect?" "Yes; but what was your trouble? I do not remember that." "My son, my only child, was taken so cruelly from me. He was the hope of my life, and when he answered the call to go on a mission to the islands of the sea, I let him go gladly, because it was on the Lord's business. Then some months later the news came that he had died. I was crazed with grief. I could not understand why the Lord would permit such a thing to take place. Was my boy not in His service? Why did not the Lord take care of His own?" "And so you suffered, both because of your loss and because of your thoughts," said Rachel. "Poor sister,--but now?" "He is with me now, and it has all been explained. We live in this house. Do you care to hear the story?" "If you desire to tell it, yes." "You seem so near and dear to me that I may tell it to you. My boy, while on his mission, was tempted. He has told me all about it--he was tempted sorely. He was in great danger, and so the Lord, to prevent him from falling into the mire of sin, permitted him to be taken away. They brought his lifeless body home to me, but his spirit went back to its Maker pure and unspotted from the sins of the world,--and thus I found him here, a big, fine-looking man as he was. You ought to see him." "Mother," someone called from the direction of the house. "That is he now," said the mother, rising. "Mother, where are you? Oh!" the son exclaimed as he caught sight of the two women. He came up to them and rested his arm tenderly on his mother's shoulder. He was big and handsome, and Rachel's eyes dropped before his curious gaze. "David, this is Sister Rachel, whom I first met in earth-life in the temple. I think I have told you about her and what a comfort she was to me."