From George Lowe in Congleton to Mary Fletcher. He was grateful for Fletcher’s last letter. Lowe’s health has not been good this past winter – he caught a cold on Christmas day and suffered a sore throat and fever for some weeks afterwards. ‘I was chastened but found comfort with the rod’.
His dear daughter [Elizabeth Swindells] died on the 10th of last month. Lowe was with her for some days before the end and her death was ‘peace, peace indeed’. She had been growing in grace while suffering the affliction and ‘in the latter end of it ripened fast for glory’. The last week of her life was a triumph over every foe and she made no complaints though her pain and weakness were great. Few that came into the room left with dry eyes. Her illness much resembled that of Mr Haliburton – ‘her breast and stomach were drawn out with cords and her pain excruciating, yet all made comparatively easy by the presence of God’. Spiritual matters are discussed in detail with specific regard to her final testimony. Lowe is thankful that she is now released from pain and ‘gone beyond the gunshot of the devil’. Yet his sense of grief is not small. ‘I have good grounds to believe that my wife and five children are all in heaven’. He feels alone – “My company is gone before and I am left alone with thee”. [From Charles Wesley’s hymn ‘Come thou traveller unknown’]
Spiritual matters are discussed.
He would be grateful for Fletcher’s prayers and sends his regards to [Mary] Tooth, the circuit preachers and all enquiring friends.
In a postscript, he mentions that he still keeps his little mare – she fell down a precipice while with Lowe’s son-in-law, but was not hurt.