can get any food again. He has been shopping too, and has sent home such a
wonderful lot of fur coats and wraps, and all sorts of warm things. There will not
be any chance of our being cold.
We shall soon be off. I am afraid to think what may happen to us. We are truly in
the hands of God. He alone knows what may be, and I pray Him, with all the
strength of my sad and humble soul, that He will watch over my beloved
husband. That whatever may happen, Jonathan may know that I loved him and
honored him more than I can say, and that my latest and truest thought will be
always for him.