Litchfield enquirer., 1834-01-09
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n in your paper f0r the pleasure and benefit ot your youthful readers. very many ofwhom well acquain- ted with the father of the writer through their Sunday School ibraries and will, am sure, read with great interest an original letter from the little daughter of the author of those excellent works, The Young Cotuager,'' "Tbe Dairyman's Daughter" Sc. It is extracted from the Journal of Commerce, where it ap- peared for the first limo tn print. J.S.
 Lette, priten by Charlotte Richmond n her 7h year.
 to her sister, Mrs. Marshall in Scotland the death
 Ot her brother WHberforce Richmond.
 My DEAR MARY :--lt is a long time since I wrote to you; but have not forgotten you, for you know ] love you very much. Were you not sorry to hear dear Willy was dead ? He was asleep, and did not know that he was dead, and asked them why they cried so much. He did not look any different, only he looked little pale so I did not think this meant dying but they told me dear Willy was dead, and would mover speak to me any more. It made mo cry very much too hut poor pa- pa cried the most, and took him up in his arms and kissed him very often; so did poor Fanny and mama, and Mrs. Cas- king; and it was a sad. sad time. Then papa went into the parlor to tell Legh, for al the others were at Church 1; and papa told him he was crying for joy, because dear Willy was in heaven; and then Legh cried too but do not think Legh cried for joy, for he looked so sad and cried so much. Papa took us into the study, and made a beautiful prayer, and thanked God very much for WilIy's being in heaven, and asked God to let all his brothers and sisters and papa and mama go there too; and pa- pa told us to pray that God would take US to that holy place where our Saviour and Willy and the baby are, and where they will never die again, and live with God, and be so very beautiful and glorious. will tell you what dear Willy said to me when he sent for'me on Sunday. He told me to come and kiss him, and he said to me, When poor Willy dies, shall you be sorry!' said, Oh yes, dear Willy ; he said. Oh, but I am going to God in heav- en. dear Charley, and you must be a good girl and come to me in heaven but then, promise me before die, that you will nev- CT come out of your room in the morning or lie down at night, without reading the Bible or praying to Cod said would not, and l hope do not. Dear Mary, ] want very much to be good and go to God and dear Willy in heaven. Dear Willy said, I will give you something to remem- Der me by when am dead, and you must often repeat it. Suffer little children to come unto me aud forbid them not, for of such is the kingdom of heaven.' He said, Jesus said this, and dear Charley may come too, and he will love you and fetch you also to heaven.' Then he told me to say it to him before he died, and said it to him. for Fanny had taught it to me a long time ago. think it is very pretty verse. dear Mary, do not you {? I can say pretty hymn about it. Willy died in Fanny's room, in her bed. Sometimes she lets me sleep with her, and it makes me think ofhim so much. They laid him with the baby in the Church, and we all looked at him; it looked so dark and sorroWiul, but the coffin was very pretty. 1t was blue, aud it had silver angels on it, and one an- gel had Bible in his hand, and pointed to the word Eternity,' aud it was something very pretty. think papa said it was a pot of incense, but forget what it meant. There was beautiful basket upon it, and sWilberforce' was written on the coffin, and 'aged l8;' and Mir. Tandy told us to look, for it was the last time we should see my dear brother, and it made me cry very much to leave him in that dark place, and so did every body, papa and MT. Grim shaw; but they told me he did not see the dark, for it was only his body, and his mind was in holy, glorious, light place above the sun, long way with God, singing very sweet with the angels. and singing to Je- sus Christ on a golden harp, and golden crown on his head, and shining ali over ve- ry lovely, and it made Theorhilus and Legh and me give up crying, and Ann Palmer taught us to pray to be like him and to go to him, and then she read us all about Willy and heaven in the Revelation, and showed me what he sung in the 9th chapter. Will you find it if you have a Bible. it is so pretty; and she then prayed. Every body cried, but every body did not cry for joy, or they would not be so sorry 1; and walked with Theophilus and he had cloak made of black on, and it made me cry so much; but Mir. Grimshaw had
 white one on, and MT. Ayre and Charles and Mr. Higgins and great many more, and every body but papa and osr brothers and Mr. Grimshaw read out loud, up the church-yard, some beautiful things about dying and rising again, from the Bible.--