On Sixth and Seventh days she seemed decidedly better--entering into
the varied interests around her. The evening of the latter day was
particularly bright and cheering, when she conversed cheerfully with
her husband and sister and spoke of her plans for the future. She also
listened with pleasure to some pieces of poetry which were read, and
amongst them appeared to derive comfort from the hymn beginning,--
"Nearer, my God, to Thee--
Nearer to Thee!
E'en though it be a cross
That raiseth me;
Still all my song would be,
Nearer, my God, to Thee--
Nearer to Thee!"
Early on First-day morning she seemed rather depressed, and requested
her sister to repeat the hymn, "'Tis a point I long to know," [Olney
Hymns.] In the course of the morning she wrote a touching note to her
beloved mother: it was her last effort of the kind:--
5th of 10th Month, 1851.
My beloved Mother:--
I have got permission to use a pencil in thanking thee
for thy kind sweet lines which this morning's post
brought me. I am thankful for being so remembered
by my own precious mother now so far away. * * *
It is a new experience to me to lie here so long; but,
now that I am much better, and what pain I have is
transient and easy to be borne for the most part, it is my
own fault if the days are profitless.
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