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LETTERS. ’ 215
which is sometimes dimmed by hot exhalations. If friends
have departed this world, they have taken our heart with
them to a better home; if many an enjoyment has with-
ered away, other and new enjoyments have come in their
stead, and many, many sufferings have ceased. Thus at
all events have I found it. Yes, the autumn of life can be
a genial, a rich age; one must only guard against frosi.
That is the danger in this season, and earth’s best flower —
our heart—is then in as great a danger of being frost-
bitten as are earth’s more humble and more material chil-
dren. But for a mother and happy wife this danger is not
very great. Round her beat hearts in loving unison with
her’s, and her’s cannot then be chilled. Greater is the
danger to her who stands comparatively alone. The only
remedy is love. And this feeling can inspire every heart
which longs for it, because a heart forever warm beats in
the centre of the universe, with which we all can have
communion.
Arsra, 28th September, 1841.
Oh! if my dream should be realized, my dearest Fran-
ces, your little boy would then be in a fair way of recov-
ery. I dreamt that he upset me in one of his lively gam-
bols. I long so much to hear how he is, and I hope the
best for your and your husband’s sake, for otherwise I do
not grieve when people are dying. I have always looked
upon the coming of death as a deliverance from one evil
or another, so that in my mind death is deeply connected
with my idea of something desirable and tranquilizing. I
know, however, that it is not always so, and I have to-day
had an instance of its bitterness. A young woman here
has lost her husband, with whom she lived most happily.
It was very touching to hear her subdued and deep wail-
ing: “Alas! that he should go away from me in my
youth! Many bitter tears do I weep every night, when
the others” (the wives of the other laborers on the estate)
“meet their husbands coming home; but no husband
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