est, until her reputation was so tainted as to result in the almost certain conviction of a crime. Hard it is to fathom that overruling Wisdom, which in all its workings, compels us to acknowledge a divine power, and yet, to our short sightedness, often
—"hides itself so wondrously,
As though there were no God,"
that we stagger blindly in our finite conceptions of that infinite plan, which, knowing the end from the beginning, assigns to every human agency, be it evil or good, its appointed sphere in the harmonious cycle of the universe, and always in such a way that the eye of faith cannot fail to discern how the evil is overruled by the good, which, in due time, if we possess our souls in patience, will be made manifest even to our finite conceptions.
Ah, God is other than we think.
His ways are far above,
Far above reason's hight, and reached
Only by child-like love."
