er at what God can
do.

_To Miss Morse, May 7, 1872._

How true and how strange it is that our deepest sorrows, spring from
our sweetest affections; that as we love much, we suffer much. What
instruments of torture our hearts are! The passage you quote is all true
but people are apt to be impatient in affliction, eager to drink the
bitter cup at a draught rather than drop by drop, and fain to dig up the
seed as soon as it is planted, to see if it has germinated. I am fond of
quoting that passage about "the peaceable fruit of righteousness" coming
"afterward."

I have just come from the funeral of a little "Wee Davie"; all the
crosses around his coffin were tiny ones, and he had a small floral
harp in his hand. I thought as I looked upon his face, still beautiful,
though worn, that even babies have to be introduced to the cross, for he
had a week of fearful struggle before he was released.... I enclose an
extract I made for you from a work on the baptism of the Holy Spirit.
This was all the paper I had at hand at the moment. The recipe for
"curry" I have copied into my recipe-book, and the two lines at the top
of the page I addressed to M. A queer mixture of the spiritual and the
practical, but no stranger than life's mixtures always are.

_To a young Friend, New York, May 20th, 1872._

As to assurance of faith, I think we may all have that, and in my own
darkest hours this faith has not been disturbed. I have just come home
from a brief visit to Miss ----, with whom I had some interesting
discussions. I use the word _discussions_ advisedly, for we love each
other in constant disagreement. She believes in holiness by faith, while
denying that she has herself attained it. I think her life, as far as I
can see it, very true and beautiful. We spent a whole evening talking
about temptation. Not long ago I met with a passage, in French, to this
effect--I quote from memory only: "God has some souls whom He can not
afflict in any ordinary way, for they love Him so that they are ready
for any outward sorrow or bereavement. He therefore scourges them with
inward trials, vastly more painful than any outward tribulation could
be; thus crucifying them to self." I can not but think that this
explains Mrs. ----'s experience, and perhaps my own; at any rate I feel
that we are all in the hands of an unerring Physician, who will bring
us, through varying paths, home to Himself.

I had a call the other day from an intelligent Chris