He said he had a line from Wheelock Graves, and one from Elder Cole, my minister. This surprised me, that a leader of God's people, to lead them out of sin, should give a line for a poor girl to be carried into an Insane Assylum. He knew my case, and had heard me tell how God had dealt with me. But I told Dr. Bell I did not believe it, although it gave him the lie. I believed Elder Cole to be too good a man and friend to humanity to wish to destroy a young girl's character so much as to give a line for me to be carried into an Insane Assylum, the third day of my leaving my work. I asked Mr. Lowell to go and see my brother Stephen; but it availed nothing, for they all understood the iniquity of that house. I had not seen any one since I had been there that I ever saw before, excepting a Miss Dutton, that I met at Elder Hime's meeting in Boston, who was there a private attendant to a lady for a short time. In the month of May, Catharine, brother Eben's wife, came to see me, I told her as much as possible what I had suffered, and how destroyed I was, and asked her why she did not tell me where I was going, and what was to be done to me. She said she did not know it till I was just going out of the house, but I did not believe it, for her husband was one of the bondsmen. This brother's wife I had loved much for her strong virtuous principles and piety. How she could have been accessory to this treatment towards me, to screen them from public censure, I did not know; but the deed was done. She stopped about ten minutes, and said she would come and see me again. But the summer passed away without one coming to see me. I often plead with Dr. Bell to let me see some one, but I was told that they did not wish to see me. I of course thought they did not, for I always was despised by the whole family, for what I did not know. But I buried it all in my own heart, looking forward when I should be forced from this world of trouble and sorrow, for my forerunner was a man of sorrow, and acquainted with grief; and I must bear all things even as he bore it. I had friends that were dear to me, and I thought I should like to see them once more upon earth. The cruel mockery and ridicule that I had heaped upon me there was enough to cause any female to be sick of her life. They seemed to take delight in saying things to try me.--Miss Barber and Dr. Fox were in the gallery together, the Doctor stood laughing at me, for I was in violent distress and crying. He said he thought I grew fat on it. Miss Barber said sneeringly, do you not expect to enter the pearly gates and walk the golden streets of the city of the New Jerusalem? I had lost all idea of holiness, and I am utterly incapable of using good language. I thought of what I once was, and to be brought to this low degraded state, to suffer thus in a gospel land, grieved me.