“And I send you this greeting and memorial to testify that the Lord has been gracious to me. He has permitted me to see the desire of my heart. He has blessed my failing vision with the blessed light of this Land of Promise.
“I SOT OUT ON THE STOOP.”
“I sit here as I write on the banks of a clear river that runs towards the South land.
“My little cabin stands on its banks, and I sit literally under my own vine and fig-tree, and I can say of my home as the prophet of old said of a fair city: ‘It is planted in a pleasant place.’
“As my eyes grow dim to earthly things I catch more vividly the meaning of immortal things hidden from me in my more eager and impetuous days.
“I am now willing to abide God’s will.
“I see, in looking back to those old days, that I was impatient, trying to mould humanity according to my poor crude conception.
“I am now willing to wait God’s will.
“I see it plainly working out the great problem which vexed me so sorely.