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like her old self again. When we got home the fresh
breeze had braced her up, and her pale cheeks were really
more rosy. Her mother rejoiced when she saw her, and
we all spent a very happy evening together.

19 August.—Joy, joy, joy! Although not all joy. At last,
news of Jonathan. The dear fellow has been ill, that is why
he did not write. I am not afraid to think it or to say it,
now that I know. Mr. Hawkins sent me on the letter, and
wrote himself, oh so kindly. I am to leave in the morning
and go over to Jonathan, and to help to nurse him if
necessary, and to bring him home. Mr. Hawkins says it
would not be a bad thing if we were to be married out
there. I have cried over the good Sister’s letter till I can
feel it wet against my bosom, where it lies. It is of
Jonathan, and must be near my heart, for he is in my
heart. My journey is all mapped out, and my luggage
ready. I am only taking one change of dress. Lucy will
bring my trunk to London and keep it till I send for it, for
it may be that … I must write no more. I must keep it to
say to Jonathan, my husband. The letter that he has seen
and touched must comfort me till we meet.
LETTER, SISTER AGATHA, HOSPITAL OF ST.
JOSEPH AND STE. MARY BUDA-PESTH, TO MISS
WILLHELMINA MURRAY

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