the Judge of all the earth will do right, and that it is in mercy and compassion He afflicts; and have desired to be enabled to say, "It is the Lord; let him do as seemeth to him good." If ever I am favored with strength and composure sufficient, I will, with the utmost readiness and alacrity, gratify your wishes. My dear father is very ill, and to appearance fast approaching the bounds of mortality,—but with prospects full of immortality and life. His faith is strong, and his soul sustained, in the midst of his bodily distresses, with heavenly consolations, and peace that passeth understanding; which is a great encouragement and support to our minds, in the pain and anguish of being separated from a kind and precious parent. But it is our humble hope and earnest prayer that the separation may not be final; and that we may be again united in those blessed abodes, where there is no more pain, sin, nor sorrow, and where the Lord shall wipe away all tears from all eyes: and it is a consoling reflection that this will be the happy lot of all those that love and obey the Saviour.
With great esteem and cordial regard,
Your friend,
Cynthia Taggart.
Monday, Dec. 30th, 1833.
My dear Madam,
I went on Saturday to fufill my promise and visit the lady, in whom you have taken so kind an interest.
Watchfulness and pain had so reduced her strength that she was able to converse but little.
