But
it is the Lord; let him do what he pleaseth. It is all for my
profit.
"I want to ask you and your friends to pray for me, that I may
endure to the end."
The feelings of the pupils, after the departure of Miss Fiske, are
graphically expressed in the following letter from Hatoon, of Geog
Tapa:--
"My heart longs to tell you of the change in our dear school. Our
return, after vacation, was much like that of the Jews from Babylon,
when they found their city laid waste, and their temple in ruins.
Every time they looked on the spot where it had stood, their hearts
were crushed. So when we did not see you, and went not to take your
hand and be kissed by you,--when we saw not your ready feet coming
to the door, to bring in each one and make her happy,--our hearts
were broken, and we could not restrain our tears; especially when I
remembered the times that the daughters of the church used to meet
in your room to mingle our prayers, our tears, and our joys
together. These recollections leave an aching void which cannot be
filled. It seems to me that the ways of your room mourn, because you
come not to the solemn feasts.
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