80 John Bachman. 



me, were borne on the air filled with the fragrance 

 of flowers. Suffice it to say, that although it was a 

 sight that angels might look on with pleasure, yet I 

 would have exchanged it all for one glimpse of my 

 home. 



Dear Harriet, you will not hear from me again 

 till we meet. Love to Sister Maria, the children 

 and friends. J. B. 



The roof-tree, at this date, sheltered a family of 

 fourteen, consisting of the parents and their nine 

 children , the pastor's own mother, and his wife's 

 mother and sister, Mrs. Jacob Martin, and her gifted 

 daughter, Maria Martin. 



In order that his mother, lame from a fall, should 

 be able to join the family circle, he had a room near 

 the dining room enlarged for her chamber. Soothed 

 and cheered by the tender ministrations of her son 

 and his family, she lived on for many years in 

 placid content attaining beyond the allotted four 

 score years. 



