The Life and Letters of Elizabeth Prentiss eBook

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[14] See her translation of the hymn in Golden Hours, p. 123.  The original will be found in appendix C, p. 540.

[15] I in them and Thou in me, that they may be made perfect in one.—­V. 23.

[16] There should be no greater comfort to Christian persons, than to be made like unto Christ, by suffering patiently adversities, troubles, and sicknesses.  For He himself went not up to joy, but first He suffered pain; He entered not into His glory, before He was crucified.  So truly our way to eternal joy is to suffer here with Christ.—­(The Book of Common Prayer.)

[17] Ascribed to St. Patrick, on the occasion of his appearing before King Laoghaire.





A Bible-reading in New York.  Her Painting.  “Grace for Grace.”  Death of a young Friend.  The Summer at Dorset.  Bible-readings there.  Encompassed with Kindred.  Typhoid Fever in the House.  Watching and Waiting.  The Return to Town.  A Day of Family Rejoicing.  Life a “Battle-field.”

Her time and thoughts during 1875 were mostly taken up by her Bible-readings, her painting, the society of kinsfolk from the East and the West, getting her eldest son ready for college, and by the dangerous illness of her youngest daughter.  Some extracts from the few letters belonging to this year will give the main incidents of its history.

To a young Friend, Jan. 13, 1875.

I have had two Bible-readings, and they bid fair to be more like those of last winter than I had dared to hope.  There are earnest, thoughtful, praying souls present, who help me in conducting the meeting, and you would be astonished to see how much better I can do when not under the keen embarrassment of delivering a lecture, as at Dorset....  I have a young friend about your age who is dying of consumption, and it is very delightful to see how happy she is.  She used to attend the Bible-readings last winter.

About the painting?  Well, I have dug away, and Mrs. Beers painted out and painted in, till I have got a beautiful great picture almost entirely done by her.  Then I undertook the old fence with the clematis on it here at home, and made a horrid daub.  She painted most of that out, and is having me do it at the studio.  Meanwhile, I have worked on another she lent me, and finished it to-day, and they all say that it is a success.  In my last two lessons Mrs. B. contrived to let some light into my bewildered brain, and says that if I paint with her this winter and next summer I shall be able to do what I please.  My most discouraging time, she says, is over.  Not that I have been discouraged an atom!  I have great faith in a strong will and a patient perseverance, and have had no idea of saying die....  Some lady in Philadelphia bought forty copies of Urbane.  It was very discriminating in you to see how comforting to me would be that passage from Robertson.  God only fully knows how I have got my “education.”  The school has at times been too awful to talk about to any being save Him. [1]

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