With a character still so undisciplined as mine, I seriously doubt whether I could have made him who has honored me with his unmerited affection. Sometimes I think I am as impetuous and as quick-tempered as ever; I get angry with dear mother, and with James even, if they oppose me; how unfit, then, I am to become the mistress of a household and the wife of a good a man! How came he to love me? I cannot, cannot imagine! August 31.-The last day of the very happiest summer I ever spent. If I had only been willing to believe the testimony of others I might have been just as happy long ago. But I wanted to have all there was in God and all there was in the world, at once, and there was a constant, painful struggle between the two. I hope that struggle is now over. I deliberately choose and prefer God. I have found a sweet peace in trying to please Him such as I never conceived of. I would not change it for all the best things this world can give. But I have a great deal to learn. I am like a little child who cannot run to get what he wants, but approaches it step by step, slowly, timidly-and yet approaches it. I am amazed at the patience of my blessed Master and Teacher, but how I love His school! September.-This, too, has been a delightful month in a certain sense. Amelia's marriage, at which I had to be present, upset me a little, but it was but a little ruffle on a deep sea of peace. I saw Dr. Cabot to-day. He is quite well again, and speaks of Dr. Elliott's skill with rapture. He asked about my Sunday scholars and my poor folks, etc., and I could not help letting out a little of the new joy that has taken possession of me. "This is as it should be," he said. "I should be sorry to see a person of your temperament enthusiastic in everything save religion. Do not be discouraged if you still have some ups and downs. 'He that is down need fear no fall'; but you are away up on the heights, and may have one, now and then." This made me a little uncomfortable. I don't want any falls. I want to go on to perfection. OCT. 1.-Laura Cabot came to see me to-day, and seemed very affectionate. "I hope we may see more of each other than we have done," she began. "My father wishes it, and so do I." Katy, mentally.-"Ah! He sees how unworldly, how devoted I am, and so wants Laura under my influence." Katy, aloud.-"I am sure that is very kind." Laura.-"Not at all. He knows it will be profitable to me to be with you. I get a good deal discouraged at times, and want a friend to strengthen and help me." Katy, to herself.-"Yes, yes, he thinks me quite experienced and trustworthy." Katy, aloud.-"I shall never dare to try to help you." Laura.-"Oh, yes, you must. I am so far behind you in Christian experience."