Papa says he
might have lived years, but for that cold, he was such a
healthy man. I feel very sorry he is gone.
I can't help crying when I think of it, for I remember
he was very useful to me that May evening when we
were primrose gathering. Do you recollect that evening,
Emilie? Ah, I have much to thank you for. What a
selfish, wilful, irritable girl I was! So I am now at times,
my evil thoughts and feelings cling so close to me, and
I have no longer you, dear Emilie, to warn and to encourage
me, but I have Jesus still. He Is a good Friend
to me, a better even than you have been.
I owe you a great deal Emilie; you taught me to love,
you showed me the sin of temper, and the beauty of peace
and love. I go and see Miss Webster sometimes, as you
wish; she is getting very much more sociable than she was,
and does not give quite such short answers. She often
speaks of you, and says you were a good friend to her; that
is a great deal for her to say, is it not? How happy you
must be to have every one love you! I am glad to
say that Fred's canaries are well, but they don't _agree_ at
all times.
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