yet in my flesh I shall see God." Job xix. 25, 26. "O kind Mrs. Baron! who, when I was a poor sinful child, brought me to the knowledge of my Redeemer; anointing me with sweet ointment (even his precious blood) for my burial, which was so soon to follow."
"Dear child!" said Mrs. Baron, hardly able to preserve her composure, "dear child! give the glory to God."
"Yes, I will glorify him for ever and ever," cried the poor
