While their thoughts were on such of their flock as belonged to the
plain, the thoughts of God were on those also whom he was about to
send forth to a life-long separation from these means of grace. As
late as ten o'clock, on the evening after the close of the term,
Miss Fiske heard the voice of prayer for the absent ones, and
fearing that the occupant of the closet was transgressing the laws
of health, she approached the door, intending to enter, and advise
her to retire; but as she listened to her strong crying, with tears,
for each of the school by name, she could not find it in her heart
to disturb the intercessions of Sarah. She was then a great bodily
sufferer, but very patient, and for a long time had not spent less
than four hours daily in her closet. The next day her disease
assumed a serious form, and for more than a week she hovered on the
borders of the grave. Several times she appeared to have drawn her
last breath. But though her sick room seemed to all like the gate of
heaven, and though to her the dark valley was all light, and she
longed to embrace the messenger who should lead her through, it was
not her Father's will to call her then.
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