arms round their father, thanked him for having brought her darling
boys for her to see once more. It was not long before she became
unconscious; and though all the family were watching and praying
round her, she showed no further sign of recognition, as she
gradually and tranquilly fell asleep in the course of the night.

To his cousin, Mrs. Martyn, Coley wrote the following letter just
after the funeral:--

'We only came down from our rooms to go to church, and directly the
beautiful service was over we went upstairs again. I need not tell
you what we then felt, and now do feel. It is a very dreadful loss
to us all; but we have been taught by that dear mother, who has been
now taken from us, that it is not fit to grieve for those who die in
the Lord, "for they rest from their labours." She is now, we may
safely trust, a blessed saint in Heaven, far removed from all cares
and anxieties; and, instead of spending our time in useless tears and
wicked repinings, we should rather learn to imitate her example and
virtues, that, when we die, we may sleep in Him as our hope is this
our sister doth, and may be finally united with her in Heaven.
Yesterday was a day of great trial to us all: I felt when I was
standing by the grave as if I must have burst.

'Dear Papa bears up beautifully, and is a pattern of submission to us
all. We are much more happy than you could suppose, for, thank God,
we are certain she is happy, far happier than she could be on earth.
She said once, "I wonder I wish to leave my dearest John and the
children, and this sweet place, but yet I do wish it" so lively was
her faith and trust in the merits of her Saviour.'