By this time the room was full of anxious neighbors.
While they are making inquiry let us peruse the letters which the poor girl left behind.
"MY DEAR, DEAR, HEART-BROKEN MAMA:-- "I am in the hands of God.

Whatever He does is just, is right, is the only thing to be done.

Knowing this, do not grieve after me.

Take poor Bernard for your son and love him as you did me.

I make that as my sole dying request of you.