looked at Sylvester again they saw that there 

 was a smile upon his face, and then the smile 

 passed, and his head fell back, and he was dead. 

 SS And since that day in the region where 

 he lived and taught there have been few but 

 have been good to their beasts, sharing with 

 them in thankfulness the common toil and 

 the common blessings of the world. And 

 from their beasts they have learnt how to 

 be good to one another, bearing themselves 

 humbly and loyally in the sight of Him who 

 ordained life in its various forms, allotting to 

 one a furry coat, to another wings, to a third 

 the gift of speech, and to all a heart where 

 love can make its home. 



