February 25th

Since last writing, I have been like a locust tossed, yet goodness and mercy following us. I have been told today my son has bought and paid the Ropery shares. What cause to wonder! May we prove by a humble walk that it is in Thee we get our houses and gardens, wells, and trees. Preserve from being lifted to forgetfulness, unholiness, and unthankfulness. I was long in a sort of bondage in the ropework, but the gracious One has not sent me out empty. The Most High has made the ropework a means of worldly subsistence, and I have every reason to be thankful. I never practised oppression. Was probably too easy with some, nevertheless, I got through. Thanks to the Over-ruler who hath all power.