that God would give me strength to bear it and enable me to do my duty to the last and I know that prayer was heard and but for the strength that I received I could not have been with her to the last and with my hand closed her eyes. I trust dearest I shall ever look to that God who supported me then for strength to bear all the trials we may have before us through life. I must now dearest love go to my work. It is getting late in the day. God bless you my own love. Wednesday night I wonder where my darling Donald is tonight. I trust he is very near Taranaki if not there. The weather cleared up a little and I was quite determined, although the roads were in a fearful state that I would go out a little way. I am so tired of sitting sewing from morning till night. We thought the road up to Mrs Hargreaves would be the best to attempt and we found it much better than we expected. The walk did me a great deal of good. I am in hopes that if it does not rain in the night it may be possible to get down to town. I am getting stronger every day. I never