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This time last year dear, ever dear
father was rapidly getting weaker and
weaker ... O, if I could but receive one
word of comfort from him now I could
take heart. How much my poor heart
has been wrung since his death ... Thou
O, my Creator alone knowest. Who that
has not experienced widowhood can
express the desolation? O, that I could
plead with greater power; What a
contrast years ago to the present ...
When as afflicted 'Job,' said the candle of
the Lord shone bright upon me.
"My earthly joys are from me torn ...
And oft an absent God I mourn ...

May 13th 1877.

.................... Harrop and Hannah Mary
so kindly took me with them to Sandgate
this morning ... I heard Mr Voller preach from ...
Return unto thy rest, O, my Soul ... & by some
he would not be understood ... to others his
Sermon was very instructive; but I am
suffering so much from the old, old cause ...
O, my God how long must I suffer this an-
guish of spirit ... O my poor erring wicked
boys, still dearly loved ... On my way to
Sandgate called upon dear Mrs Haws [Hows?] ...
what a pleasure to know holy Christian
people.