unconscious. During that half-hour was her
struggle, poor soul! She said she could not tell
us what she suffered, though she complained of
little fixed pain. When I asked her if there was
anything she wanted, her answer was she wanted
nothing but death, and some of her words were:
'God grant me patience, pray for me, oh, pray for
me!' Her voice was affected, but as long as she
spoke she was intelligible.

I hope I do not break your heart, my dearest
Fanny, by these particulars; I mean to afford you
gratification whilst I am relieving my own
feelings. I could not write so to anybody else;
indeed you are the only person I have written to
at all, excepting your grandmamma--it was to her,
not your Uncle Charles, I wrote on Friday.

Immediately after dinner on Thursday I went into
the town to do an errand which your dear aunt was
anxious about. I returned about a quarter before
six and found her recovering from faintness and
oppression; she got so well as to be able to give
me a minute account of her seizure, and when the
clock struck six she was talking quietly to me.

I cannot say how soon afterwards she was seized
again with the same faintness, which was followed
by the sufferings she could not describe; but Mr.
Lyford had been sent for, had applied something to
give her ease, and she was in a state of quiet
insensibility by seven o'clock at the latest. From
that time till half-past four, when she ceased to
breathe, she scarcely moved a limb, so that we
have every reason to think, with gratitude to the
Almighty, that her sufferings were over. A slight
motion of the head with every breath remained till
almost the last. I sat close to her with a pillow
in my lap to assist in supporting her head, which
was almost off the bed, for six hours; fatigue
made me then resign my place to Mrs. J. A. for two
hours and a half, when I took it again, and in
about an hour more she breathed her last.

I was able to close her eyes myself, and it was a
great gratification to me to render her those last
services. The