306 LETTERS FROM THE REV. G, H. NOBBSr 
entirely resign himself to the providential dis- 
pensations of his heavenly Father, as to make the 
exemplary words of his suffering and acquiescent 
Saviour the frequent and earnest theme of his 
aspirations, ' Not my will, but Thine be done. 7 
Were not these sweet words for an earthly parent 
to listen to ? I found them unspeakably so. 
Such unwavering confidence, with eternity in 
view, strengthens me amidst this temporal be- 
reavement to exclaim, ' Bless the Lord, O my 
soul; and all that is within me bless his holy 
name. 7 
" Three weeks after the demise of my son, 
death made another inroad among us. A little 
boy, ten years of age, son of my wife's sister, 
Maria Quintal, pierced his foot with a barbed 
arrow (used for taking fish from the holes 
of the rocks) , which induced tetanus ; and in 
forty-eight hours after the terrible disease had 
commenced, his happy spirit fled to the realms 
of bliss. During the intervals of the violent 
spasmodic constrictions of the suffering bodyv^ 6 
dear child would speak of his blessed Saviour^ 
and ask Him to take him to be with those whom 
He took in his arms when on earth. The 
patient sufferer was aware that he could not 
recover : still he never expressed the least fear 
of death. At the time of his departure, I was 
praying with him, his parents and several other 
persons kneeling around his bed, when he gave 
a slight shudder, and exclaimed in a clear and 
audible voice, Lord Jesus, receive my spirit ! ' 
And then went to see Him as He is. 
" But one fortnight had elapsed from this 
