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am not more faithful in my companions and all those with whom I mingle. It is very often in my heart to speak to them, about the soul, but for some reason I shrink from the duty - often the sentence I would speak is all ready for utterance but after all I speak not. I know it is wrong - and what must I do . I will require a great effort for me to correct this foolish & wicked reserve, but a strengthening will aid me in the work.

  Dear mothers health not as good. I know not what trials are before me. O that it may be God's will to spare her life. She is a precious mother and a sister? to me. Through?  joy and sorrow of my life she has shared & scare a thought has been concealed from her. My parents both have ever been very dear to me but I never loved them as now. May God grant them life and health and happiness and his own blest presence always.