One o'clock
A _ soi-disant _ `` resignation '' that draws honied lips to the throne of grace , leaving a heart of gall in the camp of sedition , could find no harbor in his uncompromisingly honest nature ; and though the struggle was severe , he felt that faith in Eternal wisdom and mercy had triumphed over merely human affection and earthly hopes , and his strong soul chanted to itself the comforting strains of Lampert 's `` Trust Song . '' No mere gala barge , gay with paint and gaudy with pennons , was his religion ; no fair summer-day toy bearing him lightly across the sun-kissed , breeze-dimpled sea of prosperity and happiness , and frail as the foam that draped its prow with lace ; but a staunch , trim , steady , unpretending bark , that with unfaltering faith at the helm , rode firmly all the billows of adversity , and steered unerringly harborward through howling tempests and impenetrable gloom . Human friendships and sympathy he considered unstable and treacherous as Peter , when he shrank from his Lord ; but Christian trust was one of the silver-tongued angels of God , ringing chimes of patience and peace , far above the din of wailing , bleeding hearts , and the fierce flames of flesh martyrdom . One o'clock found Dr. Grey sitting near the pillow , where for five hours Mrs. Gerome had slept as quietly as a tired child . The fever-glow had burned itself out , and left an ashen hue on the lips and cheeks . Wishing to arouse her , he spoke to her several times and raised her head , but though she drank the powerful stimulant he held to her mouth , her heavy eyelids were not lifted , and when he smoothed the pillow and laid her comfortably upon it , she slumbered once more . At the foot of the bed , with his keen yellow eyes fastened on his mistress , crouched the greyhound , his silky head on his paws ; and on a pallet in one corner of the room slept Katie , ready to render any assistance that might be required .