The family were deeply moved by the fervency of his prayer
of thanksgiving, on the Sunday morning when I was somewhat
recovered; and to mother he said, "I have no room for a
painful thought now that our daughter is restored."
'For myself, I thought I should die; but I was calm, and
looked to God without fear. When I remembered how much
struggle awaited me if I remained, and how improbable it
was that any of my cherished plans would bear fruit, I felt
willing to go. But Providence did not so will it. A much
darker dispensation for our family was in store.'
DEATH OF HER FATHER.
'On the evening of the 30th of September, 1835, my father was
seized with cholera, and on the 2d of October, was a corpse.
For the first two days, my grief, under this calamity, was
such as I dare not speak of. But since my father's head
is laid in the dust, I feel an awful calm, and am becoming
familiar with the thoughts of being an orphan. I have prayed
to God that duty may now be the first object, and self set
aside. May I have light and strength to do what is right, in
the highest sense, for my mother, brothers, and sister.
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