I have selected the case of little Jane, as one not undeserving of notice.
It is true, she was only a child--a very poor child--but a child saved by divine grace, enlightened with the purest knowledge, and adorned with unaffected holiness; she was a child, humble, meek, and lowly.

She "found grace in the eyes of the Lord" while she was on earth; and, I doubt not, will be seen on his right hand at the last day.

As such, there is preciousness in the character, which will account for my attempting once more to write concerning her, and describe her last moments before she went to her final rest.
At a very early hour on the morning of the following day, I was awoke by the arrival of a messenger, bringing an earnest request that I would immediately go to the child, as her end appeared to be just approaching.
It was not yet day when I left my house to obey the summons.

The morning star shone conspicuously clear.

The moon cast a mild light over the prospect, but gradually diminished in brightness as the eastern sky became enlightened.