When possible to attend the preaching of the word she was "not a forgetful
hearer," but kept up her old method of prayerful abstraction. She had
during her whole religious life followed it. She would early enter the
meeting as if she saw no one and go solemnly to her seat, and either kneel
or cover her face for a time, and thence on until the voice of the opening
service aroused her would be absorbed in devotion. As long as able to
attend, her voice was heard in prayer and class meetings; and many came to
her room for counsel and help in their experience.

It was marvelous to see what a change retirement and its quiet had wrought
in the spirit and manner of this woman. The drive and hum of busy life were
over; a heavenly calm had ensued--solemn, serene, peaceful--no agony of
prayer, no ecstasy of spirit, no shouts of transport, no fiery trials. Her
infirmities accumulate, but still she rejoices in sacred, hallowed peace.
She becomes a cripple, almost confined to her bed, and continues so for
years; but her mind retains its strength and serenity, and her whole heart
rejoices in God, her immovable Rock.

The last decade or more of her life was marked as a continual feast upon
the holy word of God. She learned what her blessed Saviour meant when he
quoted and sanctioned that Scripture, "Man shall not live by bread alone,
but by every word that proceedeth out of the mouth of God," and also, his
promise that the Holy Comforter should quote to the faithful such passages
of the word they had studied as their circumstances might require.

So every day, and usually oftener, the Lord would give her a "passage to
feed upon," "day by day her daily bread." On the last day that she could
speak her pastor's wife inquired after her "passage for that day," and she
instantly quoted Josh. i. 5, and Heb. xiii, 5, "I will never leave thee,