Francis William Lauderdale Adams,
A Child of the Age — Part V: Chapter IV.
(1894)
“ My heart went up to the bottom of my throat. 'Is it from Professor Strachan?' asked Rosy as Amélie was going out. 'No,' I said, striving to be full master of myself. She refrained from further question, and I slowly opened the letter: 'Dear Bertram,—I should not have written to you, but that many things have come upon me. My little son is dead. God, in His great Love, saw fit to give him to me, as I thought, for my consoling; and He has seen fit, in His great Wisdom, to take him away from me again. God's ways are not as our ways. ”
