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426 Peculiar Sadness to me for while I stood above two little Green Mounds in the Old Church Yard I could but fear that soon we must add another to that number Our little Babe has suffered untill now there Seems to be no hope and we can only await the last messenger O how sad is the thought for though young and helpless yet they twine around our hearts and we can but love them My little one though always Helpless seemed to grow bright and Beautifull I fear too Beautifull for earth 13th About Home &c in the morning and went to the Anderson Farm in the evening &c 14th I went to Charles Powells Farm this morning as I thought to a sale But the Sheriff had levied on the Property and the Sale for _ the time being was Stopped I found our Poor little Babe Rapidly Growing worse and I fear that the morning sun will not find her living 15th All night Long our Poor Little Bettie has seemed to Struggle with the grim monster death and this morning her Pure and sinless p spirit went home to its Maker and God (at 20 minutes to 4 oclock aged 7 ,months and 21 days Again Man proposes and God disposes for as I looked upon her pure and beautifull little face I thought she would get strong and healthy and I watched her with only such Feelings as a Parrent can have but disease was preying on her young life and soon it developed into a Burning Fever which slowly but surely wore her life away and to day as I stood by and looked upon that beautifull Form Lying still in death I could realize (then and not till then) that she was too Beautifull for - · earth too Pure to live in this cold Sinfull earth and her Heavenly Farther had but removed her to dwell in Heaven among the angels to A grow and live where there will be no more death no more burning fevers no more Pain no more suffering Saved from a world of Trial and trouble . Saved with the Pure and blest in Heaven to walk the Golden Streets with her little Brother and sister now in that Bright world *nQe/(gt Another incentive to/live a right another tie in Heaven _ Oh My God May we who are H3? to weep for the Littles Ones on earth be enableéto Look up to Heavens Pure Steadfast Light and seek for V Solace there ever remembering that in heaven we may liVe with our Little one again and while on Earth adopt the Languagfgf/that Sweet Song "I would not weep though one by one my Earthly visions Fade Nor Backward turn to mourn oer Hopes of Happiness decayed But Fix my yearning gaze on Heaven Secure of Prxitmised rest In that Blest Land However Severe our Sorrows seem in this" I went to the Grave Yard this morning to Help to Burry