The central Presbyterian. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1856-1908, 1870-02-09

1t may be truly said OF her, sne hath done
what she could" Often has her pastor re-
ceived her little contributions of money, to
send the gospel to the heather, or to support
it at home, feeling that great gift had been
cast into the treasury of the Lord-fOr he
knew it was given cheerfully, and accOmpa-
MED by her prayers. And often has the
heart of the pastor been gladdened and
cheered by her little deeds of kindness and
tokens of esteem. But perhaps none but a
pastor can know how such little marks of
appreciation can touch and stimulate the
soul.
But dear little Loula's work on earth
is drawing rapidly to close. Her disease is
making slow but certain and fatal progress
During the past Summer, her friends were
quite hopeful sometimes that she might re-
cover. But such was not the will of Heaven.
She was suddenly taken worse, and on
Thursday, September SOth, l was summoned
to her bedside, and was with her almost con-
stantly till her departure on Tuesday morn
ing following 1 talked with her very f
quently. She was perfectly rational
fully aware of her condition. Sha
and even cheerful. Had no Te;
spoke of dying with perfect compose
ten said, 81 am going home. She COZ
ually affirmed to the very last, that JeS
was with her. Often during the last two OF
three days of her life, she would exhort
those around her, in the most afectionate
way, to meet her in heaven. She spoke
most confidently of very soon seeing and
conversing with Christians and relatives who
had gone before. She repeatedly asked
those around her, what message she should
bear to their friends in heaven. She wished
to carry some message of love to the sainted
husband, father, mother, child, of those
around her. Heavenly recognition was not
matter of speculation with this dying
saint.
But especially did she exhort the uncon-
verted. Her words seemed to be almost in
spired, as she addressed her young friends
and former play-mates. She would say to
them one by one, so tenderly, ooh! give
your heart to Jesus-do it Just nOw-it is
dangerous to wait-the pleasures of the
world are 50 unsatisfying and so uncertain.
You may very>soon lose your health. And
oh how soon you may die. Oh! give your
heart to Jesus-do it just now. Believe on
the Lord Jesus Christ-nothing else will
do" &c., &c. To one whom she dearly
loved, and for the salvation of whose soul,
she seemed particularly DESTROYS, she would
say, Cant you give your heart to Jesus
just now? l am very soon going to see
your sainted mother. Oh! would like so
much to tell her that you are Christian.
Dear -, won't you promise me that you
will be Christian?" To little girls ten or
eleven years old, she would say, so affection
ately, "You must meet me in heaven-give
your little hearts to Jesus Just n0w. You
are not too young to be Christians-give
your hearts to the blessed Saviour, before
they become so hardened by sin" Oh the
solemn VOWS that were voluntarily assumed
in these sacred moments-vows recorded in
heaven. Will they be performed faithfully
unto God? Or, shall they lie buried in OBJ
iYion, until they shall appear as awful real
tiles, in the day of judgment, to condemn
those upon whom they rest?
She would often beg her parents and the
family not to weep for her-and would say,
with the light of heaven beaming from her
eyes, ooh! what happy meeting that will
be in heaven" l would love to lnger here
and live over again those holy hours-but
we must pass over very much that is inter-
esting, and watch with this child of God in
her last moments. About one hour before
her departure, she seemed to be conscious
that her end was very nigh. She called the
family around her, and after addressing kind
words of tenderest love to each, most affec-
tiOnately kissed each one fare,sOeH, and also
took leave of all who were standing around
her bed. Then in a clear, distinct voice, she
called the name of her pastor that she might
take leave of him. When asked, sis Jesus
still with you ?" she exclaimed, "Oh yes,
OH yes;" then raising her hands towards
heaven-and as if calling back the strength
that seemed to have left her hours before,
she said in a clear, strong voice-her eyes
turned heavenward with look of glorious
triumph-"Blessed Saviour, blessed Sa-
Yiour." These were among her last words.
A few moments after she was asleep IN J.
blessed sleep,
From which none ever wake to wee