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ed upon his childhood, are swept away. But in this hardened career, though I exerted myself to appear bold and courageous, my heart constantly misgave me. God grant that it may be purified by repentance and by the atonement of a Redeemer, before I am summoned to the dread bar of judgment."

His friends flattered themselves, that by medical skill and nursing, he might eventually be restored to health. But he said,

"It can never be. My vital energies are wasted. Even now, death standeth at my right hand. When I entered this peaceful valley, and my swollen limbs tottered, and began to fail, I prayed to my God, O give them strength but a little