The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1880-02-09
Andrew yacksOn's Wife.

HER DEVOTION TO HEX busbANDs
IA letter just printed for the frat time, In the Gin
cinnati Commercially
FEBRUARY 8, 1Si3.-My Dear Husband
Your letter Of the 18th January, from the
mouth OF the Cumberland river, came safe
10 hand. II was everything to me. re-
ioiced: was happy TO hear you were in
health. II was my nightly prayer to the
Almighty God. Diy thoughts are forever
on thee. Where'er 60, where'er i turn,
NV thoughts, my fears, my doubts, dis
tress me. Then little my hope reviyes
again. and that keeps me alive. Were II
not for that 1 must sink; l should ole in
my present situation. But my blessed Re-
deemer is making intercession with the
Father for us to meet again, to restore you
to my bosom, where every vein, every
pulse beats high for your health, your
safety, and all your wishes crowned. DO
not, my beloved husband, let the love OF
country, fame and honor, make you forget
you have one. Without you, / would
think them all empty shadows.
You will ssy this is not the language OF q
patriot, but its the language OF faithful
wife, one / know you esteem Il love sim
cerely; but o how many pangs, how many
heart-rending sighs, has your absence cost
me. My time passes heavily, q l am not
in good health, but hope to see you once
more on this globe, & after this fral life
ends, be with you in happier climes, where
shall experience no more painful separa-
ton, e. then shall be at rest. Ifeela fore
taste Of the Joys that are to the virtuous
9ouls. Gracious God, help me 10 pray for
your happiness. was delighted to learn
YOU were pleased with Mr.. Blackman d.
the other two clergymen, d the society in
general.
Our little Andrew is well, the most aflec-
tiopate little darling on earth. Often does
be ask me in bed not to cry, sweet papa will
come home to you again, and feel my
cheeks to know il l am shedding tears. One
of the extreme cold nights be got little
yext, and said he wondered his papa did
not come home and sleep with him in his
big bed. On Thursday last, mamma, SAID
he. LET'S go to Nashville a. see il he is
there. told him where you were gone.
He said, don't cry, sweet mamma; you
can't think how that has supported me in
my trials. | wish | was with yOu-vain
wish.
Pray, my dear, write TO me often. It's a
cordial, it's balm 10 my mind in lonesome
hours. treasure them up as a miser does
his gold. could write more TO your salts
faction could refrain from tears, but you
know how to make allowance for me.
Catherine Gallery returned in a few days
after YOU set out. The stock wants their
masters eye; all your household regrets
your absence, all wishing Il praying your
return. paid Fields every cent that did
not send you in my letter. He was not
satisfied. then borrowed $50 Il paid him.
He was going about trying 70 sell your
note. have made nearly enough to pay
him of.
Sister Hayes, Mrs. McKeane, Mrs. jack
son, Mr.. Small, and Catherine send their
best wishes to you. Please to present mine
10 Mr.. Blackman and Mr.. Hines Carroll,
and may the Almighty God OF Heaven
shower down His blessings, His mercy, on
YOU; assist you in the ways OF life, in the
ways of righteousness; be your shield in
the time OF danger, support you in all
things, and keep you in the paths OF wis
dom-the ways thereof is peace afar. Well,
think on me, your dearest friend on earth.
RACHEL JACKSON.
NJ A .TucL-c0n