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rest of the family, be brought the Physician. A 

 simple remedy was ordered, Mrs. Bachman, in a 

 clear voice, directing where the medicine could be 

 found. A moment afterwards she intimated her 

 impression that her death was at hand. Before we 

 could take in the thought, 



" Anyete had welcomed her above, 

 To realm 8 of everlasting day.' 1 ' 1 



Tuesday, December 27th, Dr. Rude performed 

 the last sacred rites, and preached a sermon from 

 the words of the Psalmist. " Predom in the sight of 

 the Lord is the death of His saints." 



And was not she one of these? Her cheerful- 

 ness, her gentleness, her kindness I shall never for- 

 get. Precious to me is the remembrance of the 

 hours spent with her. She carried within and about 

 her so much of heaven the impression was that 

 you held converse with one, who had learned of 

 Him who walked with him. Our last conversa- 

 tion witli her alas that it was the last ! was about 

 the soul's condition after death. Firm was her con- 

 viction that pure, unspotted and made perfect, it 

 should dwell with the Saviour. Now she knows, 

 she realizes the truth of the Apostle's declaration. 

 "Eye hath, not seen, nor ear heard, nor heart conceived the 

 things, which God hath, prepared for them that love Him." 



u Forget her not, serve as she served, love as she 

 loved, live as she lived, that your life may be as 

 useful, as devoted to duty, to Church, to God that 

 your last hour may be as calm, and as peaceful as 

 her's for without a pang, without a struggle her 

 spirit past away, and her fellow-pilgrim knew not 

 whether it were sleep or death. * 



