A Woman's Life-Work — Labors and Experiences of Laura S. HavilandHaviland, Laura S. (Laura Smith)
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A Woman's Life-Work — Labors and Experiences of Laura S. Haviland
Haviland, Laura S. (Laura Smith)
Freed persons; Haviland, Laura S. (Laura Smith), 1808-1898; Underground Railroad
"Beautiful, beautiful she is. There, she's gone again." Just as the
soul took its flight, he upraised both hands, with a smile, and said,
"Here she is, with two angels with her. They've come for me;" and the
hands dropped as the breath left him, with the smile retained, on his
countenance.
The sister Mary, that died a number of years previously, was about four
years old; and his mother told me she had not heard her name mentioned
in the family for months before Harvey's death.
My time was fully occupied in caring for the sick and dying, as cholera
had become very prevalent and fatal. Among the many who died with that
disease were Levi and Catherine Coffin's daughter Anna, about ten years
of age, and a lady, the mother of three children, whose dying request
was that I should take charge of her children until the return of their
father, who was in California.
A few weeks passed, and my promise to Harvey White was forgotten, until
one morning it rushed upon me with such force that I trembled. I
hastened to see him, and, to my surprise, he too was very near to death
with consumption, and without hope. His mother was a widow, also an
earnest Christian; but her son George would not allow her or any of the
ministers of her acquaintance to talk with him on the subject of
religion. But he was glad to hear that his cousin Harvey had died so
happy; and she thought if I should tell him about Harvey he would
listen to me. He could speak but little above a whisper, I told him of
my reading to Harvey, and asked if he would like to hear me read the
same to him. He said he would; and I read the same words, and told him
how earnestly his cousin Harvey had prayed, and God, who hears and
answers prayer, answered him, and he died a happy Christian. His
feelings became tender, and I knelt by his bedside in supplication. As
I was about to leave, he said:
"There is a difficulty in my way, and I think you can remove it; but I
am more rested early in the morning, and if you can come to-morrow
morning I will tell you what it is."
I told him I would be there if life and health were spared.
The following morning I met him more rested. He said:
"I have tried to pray to God; then it seems as if Jesus Christ stands
there, and if I pray to Jesus it don't feel quite clear, because I want
to go to head-quarters, and I am confused, and don't know where to go
or what to do, and so I've given it all up; for it's all dark before
me, and I've concluded to die in the dark."
This sorrowful condition of unbelief brought secret prayer for divine
guidance in words to place the divinity of the Lord Jesus as clearly as
possible before him. I read a few passages where he manifested his
power by miracles, "that ye may know that the Son of man hath power on
earth to forgive sins." He heard me attentively, and suddenly exclaimed:
"Now I see it; now I see it; now I've got a foothold. Now I can pray. I
want you to pray for me."
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