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We
all
must
die
one
day
,
and
the
illness
which
is
removing
me
is
not
painful
;
it
is
gentle
and
gradual
:
my
mind
is
at
rest
.
I
leave
no
one
to
regret
me
much
:
I
have
only
a
father
;
and
he
is
lately
married
,
and
will
not
miss
me
.
By
dying
young
,
I
shall
escape
great
sufferings
.
I
had
not
qualities
or
talents
to
make
my
way
very
well
in
the
world
:
I
should
have
been
continually
at
fault
.
"
"
But
where
are
you
going
to
,
Helen
?
Can
you
see
?
Do
you
know
?
"
"
I
believe
;
I
have
faith
:
I
am
going
to
God
.
"
"
Where
is
God
?
What
is
God
?
"
"
My
Maker
and
yours
,
who
will
never
destroy
what
He
created
.
I
rely
implicitly
on
His
power
,
and
confide
wholly
in
His
goodness
:
I
count
the
hours
till
that
eventful
one
arrives
which
shall
restore
me
to
Him
,
reveal
Him
to
me
.
"
"
You
are
sure
,
then
,
Helen
,
that
there
is
such
a
place
as
heaven
,
and
that
our
souls
can
get
to
it
when
we
die
?
"
"
I
am
sure
there
is
a
future
state
;
I
believe
God
is
good
;
I
can
resign
my
immortal
part
to
Him
without
any
misgiving
.
God
is
my
father
;
God
is
my
friend
:
I
love
Him
;
I
believe
He
loves
me
.
"
"
And
shall
I
see
you
again
,
Helen
,
when
I
die
?
"
"
You
will
come
to
the
same
region
of
happiness
:
be
received
by
the
same
mighty
,
universal
Parent
,
no
doubt
,
dear
Jane
.
"
Again
I
questioned
,
but
this
time
only
in
thought
.
"
Where
is
that
region
?
Does
it
exist
?
"
