1832.05.11 - Elizabeth Huntington to Mary Huntington, May 11th, 1832
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Elm Valley May 11th 1832 Friday four o’clock
Dear Mary, By this time I think you must be near your journeys end. We have spoken of you often and thought of you much oftener – and endeavoring to summon you to heavenly guidance and protection we would fear no evil. I see sorrowful reflections obtruded themselves as you rode off – and our beloved Catherine came into view – and but I do desire to say it is well – has not God a right to do what he will with his own. Did not his own spirit mold her in some dyne into the image of his own? – and should we not drain that memory which has given us so much reason to hope that these days of her mourning are ended – let it be our chief care to copy her example in every thing wherein she was an imitator of our blessed Redeemer.
The same afternoon that you left us, Mrs. Hitchcock and Sarah Philips drank tea with us, Sarah went home before dark, but your aunt H – stayed till near nine, when Giles came after her.
Yesterday morning your Pa brought Mrs. Hubbard and she is here yet, she has basted Bethia’s black silk – and mine – a calico for me also and a factory gingham for G – and [indecipherable]. She will finish tonight – yesterday and today I have been quite busy in the kitchen, attending to a chemical process in the potash kettle – have succeeded very well so far, hope to finish tomorrow. Having had company- and been rather more occupied than usual – we have not yet had a full sense of this change in our family circle but Saturday night I think will bring the subject home. Let these separations stimulate us to renewed zeal and fidelity in this great walk of life – especially let us welcome the sabbath – and employ its peaceful hours in preparing for, and endeavoring to gain some for taste of their sublime and glorious employments – which even now occupy and delight the inhabitants of heaven. Perhaps you will continue the study of the bible as you have been doing thru' the winter; you can write off the questions for yourself, and if Bethia will write them for Frederic you can compare them after you return-. I think it is also a good plan to commit to memory devotional passages of the Psalms, which you may find very profitable and useful. When not much older than you are, I remember with what delight I used to read some parts of that book – and really felt as if I could adopt the sentiments as my own – but was it not all a delusive hope?
“ F. Mash. I find an aching void The world can never fill”
I am thinking much about Frederic – remember love my dear child in your most serious moments. Edward had a letter from Whiting yesterday- last week Thursday night, he went to bed well, but awok the night in great pain, he however was unwilling to awake his chum – and of course had nothing done till morning – he then had a physician, but he got no relief till afternoon. The person who attended him, thought he could not fair thru' the day – but the Lord in mercy gave efficacy to the means and he had a comfortable night – and Sabbath afternoon he attended public worship. He thinks this disease was the cholera – but the physician called it the bilious cholic.
Your Pa offered Eunice and Mariam cash 25 cents if they would pick up the chips in the yard next week. Pa has been very busy with every [leisure] movement – E says she does not know as she cares much about getting the money – the more she has, the more carefully she wants to keep it. Perhaps she fears loving it too well. After receiving this you will think it best to write a good long letter home – I have been quite circumstantial perhaps too much so – before I began – I thought I could not write at all. Since you’ve left us, I have been more troubled with the old faint feeling at my stomach than for many months before – I should dread another season of gloom; but it has been my [hole in paper] and my endeavor to feel submission under any deity of which [hole in paper] to be called to endure in this life, if I might at last attain [hole in paper] of the resurrection of the just.
Your affectionate Mother E –
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