matters that became a woman. Her captivity, if so it
can be called, was voluntarily endured. She of her own free will shared
the sufferings of her husband, taking to herself no credit for anything
she did; putting her trust in God, and praying to him to strengthen her
human weakness. She was spared to breathe once again the free air of
liberty, but her troubles had done the work of death on her delicate
frame, and she was soon translated to heaven. She was the real heroine.
The annals in the East present us with no parallel."

On the 26th of April, Mr. Judson writes, "My sweet little Maria lies by
the side of her fond mother. Her complaint proved incurable. The work of
death went forward, and after the usual process, excruciating to a
parent's feelings, she ceased to breathe on the 24th inst., at 3 o'clock
P.M., aged 2 years and 3 months. We then closed her faded eyes, and
bound up her discolored lips, and folded her little hands--the exact
pattern of her mother's--on her cold breast. The next morning we made
her last bed, under the hope tree, (Hopia,) in the small enclosure which
surrounds her mother's lonely grave."

Many months later he wrote; "You ask many questions about our sufferings
at Ava, but how can I answer them now? There would be some pleasure in
reviewing those scenes if she were alive; now I can not. The only
reflection that assuages the anguish of retrospection is, that she now
rests far away, where no spotted-faced executioner can fill her heart
with terror; where no unfeeling magistrate can extort the scanty
pittance which she had preserved through every risk to sustain her
fettered husband and famishing babe; no more exposed to lie on a bed of
languishment, stung with the uncertainty what would become of her poor
husband and child when she was gone. No, she has her little ones around
her, I trust, and has taught them to praise the source whence their
deliverance flowed. Her little son, his soul enlarged to angel's size,
was perhaps first to meet her at heaven's portals, and welcome his
mother to his own abode--and her daughter followed her in six short
months." ... "And when we all meet in Heaven--when all have arrived, and
we find all safe, forever safe, and our Saviour ever safe and glorious,
and in him all his beloved--oh shall we not be happy, and ever praise
him who has endured the cross to wear and confer such a crown!"

FOOTNOTES:

[Footnote 4: Alluding to Dr. Judson's visit to America.]