"Twenty-four years' experience has shown me," he said, "that just the helpmate whom I have is the only one that could suit my vocation.

Who else could have so carried through my family affairs ?--who lived so spotlessly before the world?
Who so wisely aided me in my rejection of a dry morality ?....

Who would, like she, without a murmur, have seen her husband encounter such dangers by land and sea ?--who undertaken with him, and sustained, such astonishing pilgrimages?
Who, amid such difficulties, could have held up her head and supported me ?....

And finally, who, of all human beings, could so well understand and interpret to others my inner and outer being as this one, of such nobleness in her way of thinking, such great intellectual capacity, and free from the theological perplexities that so often enveloped me ?" One of the brave Dr.Livingstone's greatest trials during his travels in South Africa was the death of his affectionate wife, who had shared his dangers, and accompanied him in so many of his wanderings.

In communicating the intelligence of her decease at Shupanga, on the River Zambesi, to his friend Sir Roderick Murchison, Dr.Livingstone said: "I must confess that this heavy stroke quite takes the heart out of me.