‘The first attachment of my earliest years, Ere yet I knew to feel the attractive force Of sacred friendship, was my love to her. Our minds expanding, each succeeding year Heightened our mutual friendship. Not a joy Ere touched my soul, but when she shared a part. When pierced with sorrow, her all cheering smile Could give me comfort. Well she knew to bear Life’s adverse scenes with calm, undaunted mind, And placid resignation. Grace divine Illumed her soul, and stamp’d its features there. * * * * * The best of friends! Oh, how my bleeding heart Recalls her tender love! Of self unmindful, For me she seemed to live; forever kind. Forever studious to promote my good. “She was my guide, my friend, my earthly all;” Heaven’s choicest blessing. Not a single thought Could lurk in close disguise. I knew to trust This much loved sister with my inmost soul. And must I lose her! While unkind disease Threatened a life so dear, my trembling heart Sunk in o’erwhelming wo. Could prayers, or tears. Could sleepless nights, or agonizing days, And all the care of fond officious love Avert thy fate,--sister, thou still hadst lived.’ Many expressions of her deep feeling on this subject might be extracted from her papers; and to her immediate friends, they are precious records of a sorrow stricken, and resigned spirit. But the friendship of these two sisters was such as ‘strangers intermeddle not with.’ The death of this sister seemed to be the dissolution of a tie, like that which occasioned the exclamation of David in his beautiful lamentation over Jonathan, ‘Thy love to me was wonderful, passing the love of women.’ That Miss Adams drew her support from religion under this calamity, her manuscripts very clearly show. She employed herself, when unable to compose, in making extracts from the Scriptures, which she applied to her particular state of mind. These she arranged in a little book, and preserved till her death. In her memoirs, she alludes to a small circle of females that had gradually been drawn together from the neighboring towns, by a similarity of taste and situation; and in this circle she found great enjoyment. In after years, her imagination probably exaggerated their merit. Yet she retained many proofs that they were not of an ordinary stamp. In speaking of this knot of friends, Miss Adams, said, ‘they were all poor, and most of them good-looking,’ and then added, with her usual simplicity, ‘I had the fewest attractions of any of them.’