Then came the plowing and the planting and the hoeing. Everybody was busy from daylight to dark.
[ABRAHAM LINCOLN]
His First Great Sorrow
I.
| silence | postage | autumn | duties |
| finished | preacher | sycamore | comfort |
| buried | grieving | minister | feeble |
The summer passed, and autumn came. Then the poor mother's strength gave out. She could no longer go about her household duties. She had to depend more and more upon the help that her children could give her.
At length she became too feeble to leave her bed. She called the boy to her side. She put her arm around him and said: "My boy, I shall very soon leave you. I know that you will always be good and kind to your sister and father. Try to live as I have taught you, and to love your heavenly Father."
Then she fell asleep, never to wake again on this earth.