" She told but the simple truth; for after the death of her
child, she used to bring the women into the room where it died, and
there talk and pray with them. Since then, she has received another
little one, and in the same spirit given it back to Christ. When she
ceased, the whole company were in tears. The leader could only ask,
"Who will pray?" and Sanum, whose children had died by poison, and
who could enter into the feelings of the bereaved mother, knelt down
and prayed as very few could pray for mothers left desolate, and for
those who still folded their little ones in their arms. There was
perfect silence while she pleaded for them, save as the sweet voice
of her own babe sometimes added to the tenderness of her petitions.
A child in heaven! what a treasure! and what a blessing, if it draw
the heart thither also!
[Footnote 1: See page 51.]
There was a little pause after the prayer; and, to the surprise of
all, the voice of Nazloo was heard in another part of the room; for
they had supposed her near, if not already entering, the river of
death. "Sisters," said she, "since seeing you, I have stood with one
foot in the grave; and may I tell you that it is a very different
thing to be a Christian then, from what it is in this pleasant
school room.
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