the ship, as of old. 

"As of old," they said, cheerfully, who saw him.  But Renunciation with
Contentment they could not see; it was deep down in his silent and
thanked heart. 

One day Felipe went to call him from his garden seat, wondering why the
ringing of the bell had not brought him to vespers.  Breviary in lap, and
hands folded upon it, the Padre sat among his flowers, looking at the
sea.  Out there amid the sapphire-blue, tranquil and white, gleamed the
sails of the barkentine.  It had brought him a new message, not from this
world; and Padre Ignacio was slowly borne in from the garden, while the
mission-bell tolled for the passing of a human soul. 

End of The Project Gutenberg text of Padre Ignacio, by Owen Wister