"You will not forget your Bible and prayer again, Ellen?"
"Then I am sure you will find your causes of trouble grow less. I will not hear the rest of them now. In a day or two I hope you will be able to give me a very different account from what you would have done an hour ago; but, besides that, it is getting late, and it will not do for us to stay too long up here; you have a good way to go to reach home. Will you come and see me to-morrow afternoon?"
"Oh, yes, Maam, indeed I will! if I can; and if you will tell me where."
"Instead of turning up this little rocky path, you must keep straight on in the road that's all: and it's the first house you come to. It isn't very far from here. Where were you going on the mountain?"
"Then, before we go away, I want to show you something. I'll take you over the Bridge of the Nose; it isn't but a step or two more: a little rough, to be sure, but you mustn't mind that."
"What is the 'Bridge of the Nose,' Maam?" said Ellen, as they left her resting-place, and began to toil up the path, which grew more steep and rocky than ever.
"You know this mountain is called the Nose. Just here it runs out to a very thin, sharp edge. We shall come to a place presently where you turn a very sharp corner to get from one side of the hill to the other; and my brother named it, jokingly, the Bridge of the Nose."
"Why do they give the mountain such a queer name?" said Ellen.
"I don't know, I'm sure. The people say that from one point of view this side of it looks very like a man's nose; but I never could find it out, and have some doubt about the fact. But now here we are! Just come round this great rock mind how you step, Ellen now, look there!"
The rock they had just turned was at their backs, and they looked towards the west. Both exclaimed at the beauty before them. The view was not so extended as the one they had left. On the north and south the broken wavy outline of mountains closed in the horizon; but far to the west stretched an opening between the hills, through which the setting sun sent his long beams, even to their feet. In the distance all was a golden haze; nearer, on the right and left, the hills were lit up singularly, and there was a most beautiful mingling of deep, hazy shadow, and bright, glowing mountain-sides and ridges. A glory was upon the valley. Far down below, at their feet, lay a large lake, gleaming in the sunlight; and at the upper end of it, a village of some size showed like a cluster of white dots.