Lady Victoria Campbell

"ONE, THE MARCH IN GOD BEGUN" 123
piper calling the coronach among the olives of the
Riviera.
Changes and chances hovering over the sister-
hood, and an unknown future before them all.
Well might her minister, remembering them and
writing from " the Point of the Sanctuary," remind
her that " we are saved by Hope."
Violets brought home to me by my father the
first Sunday in 1879. In bed until evening with
bad chest cold, on the top of my neuralgic illness.
Colin read to me the viii. Romans and the vi. of
St. John. Thinking much of Mrs. Hall's note
received this week, on trustfulness in our Heavenly
Father. Casting on Him the many cares which
would press. Might not these flowers, emblems
of humility, lowliness, and the care taken of them
who take no thought for themselves, be an echo of
this lesson, and one, surely, with which to begin
this new year ?
I feel thankful for this time of retirement, and
I feel how I have failed in pondering these things,
and thus making them more my own, and seeing
how grievously I have failed in not commit-
ting all to Him. Long to seek more earnestly
to abide under the shadow of His wings. To go
or come, to work, wait, or suffer, according as His
will may be.
Have sometimes almost longed to die, but I
know this has been more from weariness of body
and of spirit than aught else. Not in the spirit of