of the best action she had ever performed, that
would be only a source of despair. She repeated to him, as her view of
salvation, the fourth verse of the same hymn:

"Let us wonder: grace and justice
Join, and point at mercy's store;
When, through grace, in Christ our trust is,
Justice smiles and asks no more;
He who washed us with his blood,
Has secured our way to God."

Having asked Dr. Mason to pray with her, he inquired
if there was any particular request she had to
make of God by him; she replied, that God would
direct: then as he kneeled, she put up her hands, and
raising her eyes towards heaven, breathed this short
but expressive petition, "Lord, lead thy servant in
prayer."

After Dr. Mason had taken his leave, she again fell into a deep
sleep. Her physicians still expressed a hope of her recovery, as her
pulse was regular and the violence of her disease had abated. One of
them, however, declared his opinion that his poor drugs would prove of
little avail against her own ardent prayers to depart and be with
Christ, which was far better for her than a return to a dying world.

On Monday the Rev. Mr. Rowan prayed with her, and to him she
expressed also the tranquillity of her mind, and the steadfastness of
her hope, through Christ, of eternal felicity.

Her lethargy increased; at intervals from sleep she would
occasionally assure her daughter, Mrs. B----, that all was well; and
when she could rouse herself only to say one word at a time, that one
word, accompanied with a smile, was, "Peace." From her there was a
peculiar emphasis in this expression of the state of her mind: "Peace
I leave with you, my peace I give unto you," had been a favorite
portion of scripture with her, and a promise, the fulfilment of which
was her earnest prayer to the God who made it. She also occasionally
asked Mr. B---- to pray with her, even when she could only articulate,
as she looked at him, "Pray." She was now surrounded by many of her
dear Christian friends, who watched her dying-bed with affection and
solicitude. On Tuesday afternoon she slept with little intermission.
This, said Dr. Mason, may be truly called "falling asleep in Jesus."
It was remarked by those who attended her, that all terror was taken
away, and that death seemed here as an entrance into life. Her
countenance was placid, and looked younger than before her