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Rh After which she was engaged in vocal supplication, with a melody of voice, and in language which we could scarcely have supposed was her own. Her pulse, about this time, was hardly perceptible, and every appearance indicated a speedy dissolution. Whilst these apprehensions prevailed, she said, "I see how the end will be. I have yet much to suffer ; and desire I may be favoured with patience."

This view of her situation, and of her solemn close, was remarkably realized: for she lived about eight days longer—much of which time was passed in a state of delirium. If she had any lucid intervals, they were occupied chiefly in thanksgiving and praise.

At one time, when I was not present, she desired a friend to tell me, if she should not see me any more, that the work was done; and well done. I presently called to see her; when she told me the same—adding, "We are all sisters in Christ." She further said, " I wish thee to keep the faith, and maintain the fight—that thou mayest come where I am going."

In closing this short account, which I have felt a willingness to preserve, for the encouragement, more particularly, of her own colour, I am led to adopt the language of the Apostle Peter: "Of a truth I perceive that God is no respecter of persons: but in every nation, he that feareth him and worketh righteousness, is accepted with him." Acts x. 24, 25. Her body was decently interred in Friends' burying ground at Smithfield, the day following her decease. ELIZABETH LADD.