And now, dear children, I bid you farewell. When I look forward, and imagine to myself what may be your course in life--when I think of the corruptions and perils with which you are surrounded, and what _may_ be the result of them, I hardly know how to express my anxieties and fears: but when I recollect the love and faithfulness of that God who blessed your Parents, I feel willing to commit you into his hands, and to trust his grace for your temporal and eternal welfare. May he guide you by his counsel! May he guard you amidst all the dangers of youth and of riper years; and finally, "present you faultless before the presence of his glory with exceeding great joy!" O how unutterably precious the thought of meeting you all at last--with those of our beloved family who have already gone before us, and those who are yet to follow--around the throne of our covenant God, and rejoicing forever in his presence and glory! Such will be the prayer until his last breath, of your Affectionate Grandfather, SAMUEL MILLER. PRINCETON, July 10, 1839. THE END. End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of A Memorial of Mrs. Margaret Breckinridge, by Archibald Alexander and Samuel Miller and John Breckinridge