nacting the Tiger." Getting
ready for Dorset. Letters.

This year was one of the busiest of her life; and it were hard to say
which was busiest, her body or mind; her hand, heart, or brain. This
relentless activity was caused in part by the increasing difficulty of
obtaining sleep. Incessant work seemed to be, in her case, a sort of
substitute for natural rest and a solace for the loss of it. She alludes
to this constant struggle with insomnia in a letter to Miss Warner,
dated May 9th:

If you knew the whole story you would not envy my power of driving about
so much. You can lie down and sleep when you please; I must earn my
sleep by hard work, which uses up so much time that I wonder I ever
accomplish anything. I believe that God arranges our various burdens and
fits them to our backs, and that He sets off a loss against a gain, so
that while some seem more favored than others, the mere aspect deceives.
I have to make it my steady object throughout each day, so to spend time
and strength as to obtain sleep enough to carry me through the next; it
is thus I have acquired the habit of taking a large amount of exercise,
which keeps me out of doors when I am longing to be at work within. You
say I seem to be always in a flood of joy; well, that too is _seems_. I
think I know what joy in God means, though perhaps I only begin to know;
but I am a weak creature; I fall into snares and get entangled--not
nearly so often as I used to do, but still do get into them. I have a
perfect horror of them; the thought of having anything come between God
and my soul makes me so restless and uneasy that I hardly know which way
to turn. I have been very much absorbed of late in various interests,
and am sure they have contrived to occupy me too much; pressing cares do
sometimes, and oh, how ashamed I am!

Do write for young inquirers, if your heart prompts you to do it. I
don't know what to think of your suggestion that in writing for young
converts I should impress it upon them to speak the truth. It seems
to me just like telling them not to commit murder; and that would be
absurd. Do Christians cheat and tell lies? I have a great aversion to
writing about such things; if children are not trained _at home_ to be
upright and full of integrity, it can't be that books can rectify that
loss. You may reply that home-training is defective in thousands of
cases; yes, that is true, but I have a feeling that truth and honesty
must spring from