And such a scene of
horror followed as I never before witnessed, and may God be pleased to
grant that I may never witness such another. Until laid upon a dying
bed, I fear that she had neglected to think about her soul's concerns.
Now she requested to be taken from it, and placed upon her knees, that
she might call upon God to have mercy upon her. As her case excited much
attention, some of the youth came to see her. These she warned, in the
most solemn manner, not to put off repentance, as she had done, to a
dying hour. Looking up at me, on one occasion, she exclaimed, "Doctor,
cannot you save me?" Alas, what could I do for the poor sufferer.
Witness, now, how anxious she was to obtain the favor of that God whom
she had hitherto neglected. Yes, so anxious that she requested her
friends not to allow her to sleep, that she might spend every remaining
breath in calling upon God to have mercy upon her. One very affecting
circumstance occurred. She requested her trunk either to be brought to
her bedside, or to be opened. From this a ring, which was set with red
garnets, was taken out by herself, or by another, and handed to her. She
then called a young friend to her bedside, put the ring upon her finger,
and said to her, "Don't you put off repentance, as I have done, until a
dying hour.
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