"I have no home but one; and to that I shall shortly go. But let me not depart tormented with a yearning desire to hear all. Tell me; I ask it of you as a favor. What was her state of mind as regarded her mother—her father—and her lover?"
"God gave her grace to find him at last. The darkness and the doubts that had distressed her, gradually disappeared. That grace took possession of her heart which the world can neither give nor understand; and all was hope and tranquillity at the last hour.
"As she grew worse, her spirit became more and more composed. She told me so one day. Then she asked me whether I thought she could recover.
"I was silent.
"She turned pale. Her lips moved as she said, 'Do I understand your silence rightly?'
"'I am afraid you do.'
"She was silent herself for a short time; then she said,
"'And so young!'
"'It is not for us to know the times and seasons which the Father hath kept in his own power,' said I.
"'But must I—must I die? I am not ashamed to own it,—I did so wish to live. Did you never hear that I had a father living?' she asked in so low a voice, that it was almost a whisper.