nd your cause since we parted.
May God strengthen you. It is a comfort to me that two of my best
friends, Mrs. Reid and Julia Smith, are there to look upon you
with eyes of love. I hear of you from them, for busy as they are,
they remember me from day to day, and make me a partaker of your
proceedings.... I can not but grieve for you in the
heart-sickness which you have experienced this last week. We must
trust that the spirit of Christ will in time enlarge the hearts
of those who claim his name, that the whites as well as the
blacks will in time be free.
After the Convention, Mrs. Mott visited Miss Martineau, who was an
invalid, staying at Tynemouth, for the benefit of sea air. And on her
return to London, she received another letter, from which we extract
the following:
I felt hardly as if I knew what I was about that morning, but I
was very happy, and I find that I remember every look and word. I
did not make all the use I might of the opportunity; but when are
we ever wise enough to do it? I do not think we shall ever meet
again in this world, and I believe that was in your mind when you
said farewell. I feel that I have derived somewhat from my
intercourse with you that will never die, and I am thankful that
we have been permitted to meet. You will tell the Furnesses
(Rev. Wm. H.) where and how you found me. Tell them of my
cheerful room and fine down and sea. I wish my friends would
suffer for me no more than I do for myself. I hope you have yet
many years of activity and enjoyment before you. My heart will
ever be in your cause and my love with yourself.
In James Mott's published volume, "Three months in Great Britain," he
speaks of many distinguished persons who extended to them most
gracious hospitalities, for although Mrs. Mott had been ostracised by
some of the more bigoted "Friends," others were correspondingly marked
in their attentions. Among such was that noble-hearted young woman,
Elizabeth Pease, of Darlington, who was one of the first to call upon
them on their arrival in London, and the last to bid them farewell on
the morning they sailed from Liverpool; having in company with her
father gone from Manchester for that purpose. Her cultivated mind and
fine talents were devoted to subjects of reform, with an energy and
perseverance rarely equaled.
Ann Knight, another sincere friend and a
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