God, a house not
made with hands, eternal in the heavens."

Her patient, cheerful endurance of bodily pain was striking and
instructive; and in some seasons of closest conflict, her faith was
strong, and her acknowledgment of the supporting power of God, full and
fervent. She often said, the Lord was able to save and to deliver to the
uttermost, and would deliver _her_, when patience had had its perfect
work. Very impressive were her short petitions to the Father of mercies,
for his support and deliverance, accompanied as they constantly were with
the addition, "if consistent with thy will." She remarked, "I am in the
hands of an unerring Creator, He _cannot_ err. We must not look to
ourselves, but to our Saviour, who loved us and gave himself for us--even
for _me_, the most unworthy of his creatures. He healeth all my
diseases, and I have many, but my mercies outweigh them all." Love and
interest for her friends seemed often to dwell in her heart beyond the
power of expression. Speaking of those who were members of the meeting
to which she belonged, she sent messages to each, and made appropriate
remarks respecting them individually, dwelling with especial comfort on
the remembrance of those among them who were bearing the burden of the
day, and labouring to promote their great Master's cause. She afterwards
said, whilst tears of tenderness flowed, "Oh! how many comfortable
meetings I have had in that little meeting-house, how have I loved to go
and sit there! It was not a little illness that kept me away: and how
has it rejoiced my heart to see individuals come in, who have been as the
anointed and sent!" On being told one morning that Friends were going to
meeting, she said, "May they know the Sun of righteousness to arise as
with healing in his wings;" emphatically adding, "I think they will."

At another time she sent messages of love to many of the members of her
Monthly Meeting, adding with an expression of feeling, to which those
around could not be insensible. "But I cannot name all; my love is
universal; God is love."

One night, when in great pain, she acknowledged in grateful terms, the
kindness of her attendants, and her belief that a blessing with a full
recompense would be given them; and addressing one of them, she
continued, "I love thee tenderly, and feel thee near in the best life--in
the truth that is blessed for ever." Afterwards, she broke forth with an
audible voice thus: "Bless the