I have no wish to live except it be to see my friends in a better way before I depart.

Sir, I used to be afraid to speak to them; but I feel to-day as if I could hold my peace no longer, and I must tell them what the Lord has done for my soul, and what I feel for theirs." There was a firmness, I may say a dignity with which this was uttered that surprised me.

The character of the child seemed to be lost in that of the Christian; her natural timidity yielded to a holy assurance of manner resulting from her own inward consolations, mingled with spiritual desire for her mother's welfare.

This produced a flush upon her otherwise pallid countenance, which in no small degree added to her interesting appearance.

The Bible lay open before her as she sat up in the bed.