er, feeling sure that He
will make all right in the end.

My letter is so sad and melancholy that I cannot let it go without
something more cheerful, so I will add a line to brighten and cheer
it up a little. For life, with all the bitterness it contains, has
also much that is agreeable and affords much enjoyment; for there
is a wonderful elasticity in the human mind which enables it, when
sanctified by divine grace, to bear up under present ills. So with
all my griefs and ills, I have been able to enjoy myself too
sometimes this winter. I have lately attended two Concerts, one
here, given by the Prussian Sisters, for the benefit of the new
Orphanage, "Talitha Kumi," at Jerusalem, lately erected by the
Prussian Sisters there--and one given by the "Sisters of Charity,"
for the benefit of the orphans and poor of this town. Daood Pasha
most generously gave up the large hall in his mansion for the
occasion, as well as honoring it by his attendance. The Concert in
our Institution was entirely musical, vocal and instrumental. All
the Missionaries came. We had nearly three hundred tickets sold at
five francs apiece, so that there was a nice little sum added to
the Orphan's Fund at Jerusalem.

Ever your affectionate

Melita.

Saada Gregory was engaged in teaching at different times in Tripoli,
Aleppo, Hasbeiya and Egypt. Her school in Tripoli was eminently
successful, and her labors in Alexandria were characterized by great
energy and perseverance. She kept up a large school even when suffering
from great bodily pain. She is now in the United States in enfeebled
health.

American Mission House, Alexandria,
_November 8, 1867_.

My Dear Mrs. Whiting,

I know you will be expecting a letter from me soon, partly in
answer to yours sent by Mrs. Van Dyck, and especially because it is
the day on which you expect all your children to remember you. I
never do forget this day, but this time there are special reasons
for my remembering it. Whenever the day has come around, I have
felt more forcibly than at others, how utterly alone I have been,
for since dear Mr. Whiting was taken away from us, it has seemed as
though we were made doubly orpha