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the Blue Sulpher. There we shall be able to find 

 retirement. Your aunt and L., both need to recruit 

 and gain strength for our fatiguing homeward 

 journey over the mountains : we will return by the 

 way of the White Sulpher, through Staunton and 

 Charlotteville to Richmond. We may not be with 

 you sooner than two or three weeks hence. I must 

 nurse up my poor sufferers. In the meantime, do not 

 make yourselves uneasy about them. They are 

 better this morning, and are packing up for the 

 journe}'. I have -just inquired and find that they 

 passed a comfortable night. Dr. Burke, our very kind 

 physician, goes with us, and I trust that the accounts 

 you will receive of our further journey may be en- 

 couraging. I would not have my cliildren to mourn 

 over-much for the happy dead. 



Not until our Julia's last days on earth, did I 

 learn her deep thoughts on religious subjects, and 

 her clear views of the plan of salvation. I had 

 watched over Julia with deep concern, and fervently 

 I had prayed for His spiritual peace to comfort her. 

 When tlie end came, I rejoiced over her unshaken 

 faith and trust in the merits of her Saviour. Her 

 perfect submission, and her exalted hopes, exceeded 

 by far, anything I had ever witnessed. The part- 

 ing scenes — the invoking of blessings — the beauty 

 of her countenance — the brightness of her eye, and 

 the thrilling tones of her voice, were overpowering^ 

 Dr. Burke, says, ''sublime, angelic.'' 



I pray God to instruct, to support and to guide 

 my house. I do not stand in need of human sympa- 

 thy. God has abundantly supported me. 



Write, my beloved children — Avrite cheerfully to 

 your aunt and sister. I\it the best face upon all re- 

 lating to our home, and say everything that you 

 can, to wake them up to hope and cheerfulness. 

 God bless you all. * * * * 



