Murky, cold and dripping clouds overshadowed us until within a mile of Concord, when as in obedience to the Divine wish the clouds broke clear and the sun shone forth in all his majesty and splendor and thus remained during our short visit.
My first glimpse of Mother was while standing on the balcony awaiting her return from her afternoon drive. We were unexpectedly startled by a rustling at the balcony door and turning quickly beheld a vision which I can never forget. Youth, radiant with the sunshine and flowers of June and crowned with the light and love of God, could not have appeared sweeter or more lovely. Like an angel of beauty she appeared among us. She tripped along over the balcony as would a little child, and during the whole of the subsequent visit it was this continued resemblance to youth in her simplicity, innocence, meekness and loving faith in God, that impressed and moved me the greatest.
After she lovingly greeted us we went below, and then passed one of the most absorbing, most edifying and most blissful moments I ever experienced.
