At ease ---- I sit down to write in my Diary. Looking back I see Monday Aug 10th ---- Bell and I went up to the store scarce six months passed and she was laid in the silent tomb. I shall always remember her as one of the dearest friends of my youth. Poor Bell. But seventeen, handsome and talented you were taken away from us. It seems sad that one so young with all the hopes and aspirations of youth. Why was it that Our Heavenly Father took you now. Yet we should not ---- for we ----- be sure it is all for the best for He seeth not as we see.
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
June 20th 1858
June 20th 1858 Sunday evening
At ease ---- I sit down to write in my Diary. Looking back I see Monday Aug 10th ---- Bell and I went up to the store scarce six months passed and she was laid in the silent tomb. I shall always remember her as one of the dearest friends of my youth. Poor Bell. But seventeen, handsome and talented you were taken away from us. It seems sad that one so young with all the hopes and aspirations of youth. Why was it that Our Heavenly Father took you now. Yet we should not ---- for we ----- be sure it is all for the best for He seeth not as we see.
At ease ---- I sit down to write in my Diary. Looking back I see Monday Aug 10th ---- Bell and I went up to the store scarce six months passed and she was laid in the silent tomb. I shall always remember her as one of the dearest friends of my youth. Poor Bell. But seventeen, handsome and talented you were taken away from us. It seems sad that one so young with all the hopes and aspirations of youth. Why was it that Our Heavenly Father took you now. Yet we should not ---- for we ----- be sure it is all for the best for He seeth not as we see.
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