Excerpt from The Ideal LifeWhen the eyes of the man, old and tired, close at night, he sees the yellow harvest fields and the pastures where the sheep were feeding on their knees, the gabled roof of the old home, and the shy, brown bird, and her brood, which the boy watched. He hears her tiny piping and the nestlings chirp, and the children laugh out again in the narrow lane. So the old years are woven through our present hours in one seamless and imperishable fabric. For the divine providence of the Lord is in all and single things, yea, in the very least of all, and regards that which is eternal.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.