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husband learn from you, patience, gentleness, and 

 submission ! 



I pray for submission to God's will, and I know 

 that He will, in His own good time, enable me to 

 say : " Although the fig tree shall not blossom^ neither 

 shall fruit be in the vines ; the labor of the olive shall 

 fail, and the fields shall yield no meat ; the fiocks shall 

 be cut off from the fold, and. there shall be no herd in the 

 stalls; yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the 

 God of my salvation.''^ 



My daughter, you Avere long the watchful, faith- 

 ful nurse of your mother. How tenderly and cheer- 

 fully you performed that duty, we all know full 

 well ; and your mother's loving remembrances of 

 you, proved how deeply you were fixed in her inmost 

 affections. Now, when you place your head on 

 your pillow, or bend your knee in prayer before the 

 Majesty of heaven, there will be no painful reflec- 

 tions of filial duty neglected. You need not fear 

 to meet the spirit of your mother in the peaceful 

 kingdom of A^our blessed Saviour. 



May I not hope to hear that you have bowed sub- 

 missively to this call from a merciful God, and that 

 you have been enabled to say " Thy ivill be done /" 



All join me in love to you, and to every member 

 of the Audubon family. * * * * 



To Victor Audubon : 



July 18th, 1846. 

 " When your last letter reached me, I hoped that 

 we would soon converse together in person, and 

 have opportunities to solve the doubts contained in 

 your letter, but God has ordered it far otlierwise. 

 In God's name, try to comfort our poor, dear Jane ! 



-M * * ^ ^: * t- 



I am bowed down, and almost distracted with 

 anxieties ; the latest is, that Haskell's account of 

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