13 May, 1805.


LITTLE think what a glee and heavenly sensation rolled over my mind when I gave my last look at them, getting into the coach, at the thoughts of going shortly to our eternal home and safe abode; where I doubt not but we shall all meet, in a more comfortable, more lasting, and more uninterrupted frame and state than ever we have enjoyed in this life. I looked back upon you with pleasure, and with unspeakable delight; something of heaven springing up in my heart, seeming to say, "Ere long you will all be gone, - and talk over again the things which are so imperfectly known in this vain world." I cannot describe what I felt; but something yet to come shall make it manifest.

Ever yours,

W. H. S. S.

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