Felix Voorhies, Acadian Reminiscences : The True Story of Evangeline
“ The sun had now set, and we were in an agony of despair.“Our only hope rested in the mercy of a kind Providence, and with hearts too full for utterance, we knelt down with one [Pg 72] accord and silently besought the Lord of Hosts to vouchsafe to us that pity and protection which he gives to the most abject of his creatures. Never was a more heartfelt prayer wafted to God’s throne. When we arose, hope, once more smiling to us, irradiated our souls and dispelled, as if by magic, the gloom that had settled in our hearts. ”
