do we now, when ill, miss her hopeful, healing presence!
She had a clear understanding of God's Word, and a pleasing, graphic way of illustrating its truths. Telling Bible stories was her favorite method of governing children. Mrs. E., of Remsen, tells us that she well remembers being with us one busy day sewing Cenhadwr. All had some part in the work except the youngest child, who was too small to help, and the little one grew restless and troublesome. After a while mother began to tell a Bible story, as she went on with her sewing; soon the child forgot his troubles, and the others forgot their work-all were intently listening.
The Sabbath was, to mother, the most precious day of the week, and she strove to make it a delight to her children. She was watchful of her conversation and of ours, often telling us this little incident of her girlhood. When she was walking home from church one Sabbath, with another young girl, talking and laughing as children do, an aged deacon overtook them, and hearing their light conversation, laid his hand softly on mother's head and repeated the words, "Not doing thine own ways, nor finding thine own pleasure, nor speaking thine own words." The impression made on her tender heart was never effaced; even to her last days she could feel the touch of that dear man's hand, like a shield, warding off idle thoughts.
In many ways she showed her love of the Scriptures. The numerous passages committed to memory in her youth were to her a store of wealth, from which she drew largely in after years, especially during the wearisome nights, when, on account of feebleness and sor-
