r as myself." I knew, too,
that nobody could go to heaven with a heart full of malice and
hatred, and I wanted to tell Katie all about it, and ask her to
forgive me, and when I got wild I kept calling for her. Then she
came and stayed and took such good care of me, I've been ashamed
since I knew about it; but I didn't know her or any one then, only
one day my wits seemed to come back to me and I told her all about
it, and she explained so simply how she had found the money and
taken it to Mr. James, and Mr. James had told her to keep it, that
I saw in a moment that it was only because I wanted to think her
bad that I didn't find out just how it was long before.

I felt so bad then, Miss Etta, because I thought I was surely
dying, and going before God with all that unforgiven sin upon me,
and Katie talked so sweetly about Jesus and his forgiveness and
help that I thought I'd like to try. But then I didn't know
anything for a long time till I woke up and found my aunt there,
and they said I couldn't see Katie again, because she might get
the fever or carry it to her brothers.

I was dreadfully unhappy, even after I came here, not only about
this, but because of all the other bad things I've done all my
life. I've been selfish and vain, and unkind and untruthful and
dishonest, and I almost wished I had died when I was sick, only
then I could not have gone to heaven, and I never could have
cleared Katie.

Since I have been here I have been to church a good deal with my
cousins, who are Congregationalists, and are both going to join
the church. There is a daily service, and there have been a large
number of conversions. I have talked a good deal with my aunt, and
I really do want to commence over again and be a good girl. Aunt
Anna says that Jesus died so that the very worst sinners might be
forgiven, and I think he will forgive me. She wants me to stay and
be received with her daughters here, but I'd rather join the dear
church in Squantown, with the other girls, if you think I might.

But I want Katie and all the girls to know just how bad I have
been and just how sorry I am. Please tell them all that I have
said, and write and tell me if you think I might join the church,
when I've been so wicked.

Give my best love to Miss Eunice and ask her to forgive me, too.

Yo