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Nov. 5th
-- My dear brother breathed his last, today, Saturday about 3 o'clock PM. His suffering during the short week of his sickness was very great but his end, thank God, was peace. When he felt the approach of Death, he accomplished a few words to us all separately and in language that seemed like inspiration. In passing through that "Dark Valley of the Shadow of Death" not a doubt of fear seemed to disturb him. All was peace. Oh, how much we have to comfort us in knowing he has now found the joys of heaven and is one of the angel choir. Oh, that my last end may be like his! Poor Mammy Eliza, it is a bitter trial for her for Jim was such a darling with her but I trust she is resigned and the Comforter has not left her comfortless; indeed He has been with us all for it is in the dark hours of life that His soothing peace is felt.
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