"Remember me most kindly to Mr. B. Is he yet able to look to Jesus as his Saviour and Redeemer? Where would be my happiness now if I could not do so, through the grace of God?"
"Christmas Day, 1854.
"I am for out-lying picquet in ten minutes, so I have just time to wish you a happy Christmas; it is so bitterly cold I can scarcely hold my pen.
"I have enjoyed the day as much as could be expected, and partook of the Sacrament this morning, with (thank God!) thirty others.
"I received your precious letter of the 3d only a few minutes ago; thank you much for it.
"I trust the Protestant Members will speak out their minds or rather those of their constituents, about the Nuns, &c., when Parliament assembles. I feel very anxious about it.
"I hope you have received the letters which I write by every mail, such as they are.
"May our Father, the 'Father of all mercies,' keep us ever 'looking unto Jesus' our Saviour."
