Midway upon the journey of their lives he found himself in a dark mood, where the right way was lost. Ah! how hard a thing it was to tell her what this rough and difficult mood was, which in thought reinforced his fears! So bitter he was that death was little comfort. But in order to treat her as the better he found in living, he would tell her the other things that he saw in their lives. He looked up to her, and saw in her eyes the rays of the sun, which led him aright along every path.