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LETTERS OF LIFE.

her memory. The bells of the city were tolled for an hour at sunset on the day of her death. Multitudes thronged the house, that they might look once more upon the beloved face.

On Tuesday, June 13th, she was borne for the last time to the church where she had worshipped so long. The officers of the Deaf and Dumb Asylum, the Retreat for the Insane, the Orphan Asylum, and the State Reform School, were there, to testify their respect for the memory of one who had been their benefactress and friend. A short funeral discourse was pronounced by the Rev. Dr. Clark; the choir chanted the anthem, "I heard a voice from Heaven," and sang the hymn, "Who are these in bright array?" The sublime words of the burial service were said, and then the long procession wound slowly to the cemetery. With holy words of prayer the precious form was laid gently to its rest, "looking for the general resurrection at the last day, and the life of the world to come."


"Oh, saintly and beloved!
The pleasant home is darkened, where thy smile
Of self-forgetfulness and sweet regard
For others' happiness, and perfect peace
Returns no more.

"Yet hast thou left behind
The living beauty of that Christian faith
Which was thy strength, and now is thy reward.
So may we keep thy pattern in our hearts,
So walk like thee, in our Redeemer's ways,
As not to miss thy mansion in the skies
When our brief task is done!"


THE END.