1883. May 24-28. I have not been dressed for a wick - have suffered much with cough and asthma, but still these days have been to me days of blessing. I think I never enjoyed before so much of the personal presence and comfort of the dear Savior as now. Jesus has often seemed so near to me that I almost seemed to hear his voice, and in moments of suffering the Holy Spirit has bought home to my heart such words as these, "Lo, I am with you alway even unto the end", and, "Whom thou passest through the waters", x.c. I can turly say I have been happy though confined to my bed. I fear, though, that I shall be obliged to leave home again for the summer, or run the dangerous sick of another spell of congestion. (24th T.S.R. 54. 2 P.M. 84. S.S. 67.) (25th T.S.R. 54. 2 P.M. 84. S.S. 67.) (26th T.S.R. 57. 2 P.M. 84. S.S. 65.) (27th T.S.R. 54. 2 P.M. 75. S.S. 62.) (28th T.S.R. 48. 2 P.M. 82. S.S. 72.)
May 29. Tuesday. The weather has turned cooler again, so it is more enjoyable. Howard and Hannah have gone to San Jose to attend the graduating exercises at the Normal School. Clara Grubs and Louisa Metcalf graduate with this class which is very large, numbering between 80 and 90. We have received letters again from Horace and Ada. (T.S.R. 63. 2 P.M. 84. S.S. 78.)
May 30. Wednesday. John Calvin and I have birthdays again. I am fortyseven years old and he fourteen. I can truly say I have had marvellous deliverances from death during the past year, but my health is now so feeble that I think I shall soon be obliged to try again a change of air. John Calvin is small of his age but I have not his weight and measure. However, he is helpful and industrious. He is now driving an extra meal wagon for Luther during the school vacation. He is much more fond of work than of study, but I hope he will yet make a good scholar. Weather cloudy (T.S.R. 61. 2 P.M. 80. S.S. 75.)
May 31. Thursday. The weather is still cloudy and cool. (T.S.R. 62. 2 P.M.83. S.S. 78.)
June 1. Friday. Willie came home today with Howard and Hannah from the Normal School. He has stood high in his class and is promoted to the Middle Class. George and Theresa are still coughing badly with whooping cough. George has got over the worst, but no Theresa. (T.S.R.60. 2 P.M. 84. S.S. 69.)
1883. June 2. Saturday. Mrs. Tomlinso called today. She has come up from San Jose with Clara Grubs to spend the vacation and is stopping with them. (T.S.R. 61. 2 P.M. 85. S.S. 74.)
June 3. Sabbath. I was not able to attend meeting with the others. (T.S.R. 62. 2 P.M. 84. S.S. 71.)
June 4. Monday. A windy day, and such a hot scorching wind. It blasts every thing growing, and is uncomfortable indeed. Mrs. Tabor is very sick indeed, and Ida and Mr. Pascoe have been to Lodi to see her. They found her very feeble, scarcely able to speak at all and very much emaciated. She has been failing all the year, and can live but a few days at the longest. But she is happy and peaceful in mind, longing to go and be with Jesus. I have been longing to go and see her but have not felt able. To her "to die will he gain."
June 5. Tuesday. The weather is excessively warm.
June 6. Wednesday. This has been a unusually hot day. There has been some breeze blowing but it has scorched us as if right from a hot oven. And all through its heated hours, one dear Mrs. Tabor has been dying, slowly dying, and not able to swallow one drop of cold water, though thirsting as only the dying can. All they could do was to moisten her lips with a cloth or sponge, but if a drop passed between her lips, she choked and strangled almost to suffocation. Often she whispered, "O how glad I shall be when it is all over", but she lingered till the sun went down then weary spirit winged its flight to that place "where the weary cease from troubling and the weary are at rest." To here there is a most welcome release. For seventy years she has lived, toiled and prayed, more for others than for herself, always seizing every opportunity for doing kindnesses to everybody, even those who like her miserable husband were habitually ungrateful. And now comes her reward. No doubt the Master will say to her, "I was much as ye did it to one of the least of these, ye did it unto me." But how we shall miss her! And how can we get along without her? Truly she hath indeared herself to very many.
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