224 John Bachman. 



CHARLESTON, July 27th, 1840. 



I thank my God, my daughter, that you have 

 been enabled to view this affliction in its true light. 

 I am surprised now, that I did not foresee the sad 

 event ; the night before her death, she told 

 me that I would not have her with me much 

 longer. God, in His mercy, saved her from the 

 pain and consciousness of the parting hour. God 

 bless you and comfort you. 



July 15th. 



"It is Saturday, and I am as usual, much engaged; 

 yet, I cannot feel that my duties are discharged 

 until I have written to you. 



Yesterday, I returned from Totness ; I spent one 

 day there and consumed two others in going and re- 

 turning. Haskell sent for all the family. I have 

 taken them to Totness, and I hope that the change of 

 air, scenery, and society, may be beneficial to them 

 they needed a change. 



I am alone at home. I think I feel better, when 

 110 one interrupts me, and I sit in my quiet corner, 

 preparing for my many duties and responsibilities. 

 Yet, if I had you all with me once again, and all 

 quite well, I should draw around me the materials 

 for happiness that are still left. I am looking up to 

 our heavenly Father to sanctify this affliction to us, 

 and to shed peace and comfort on our lives. May 

 God in His mercy guard, preserve, and bless us. * 



To VICTOR AUDUBON : 



November 5th, 1846. 



This is Thanksgiving-day. It is raining, blowing 

 and snorting as if old Boreas, Neptune, and all the 

 sea-devils had combined to frighten the wicked in- 



