Farewell of Wife—on mission

Early ^up^on the morning of August
8^th, I arose from my bed of
sickness, laid my hands upon the
head of my sick wife, Phoebe
and blessed her. I then departed
from the embrace of my companion
and left her almost with out
food or the nescessities of life

She suffered my departure with
the fortude that becomes a saint
realizing the responsibility of
her companion. I quote from
my journal "Phoebe farewell
be of good cheer, remember
me in your prayers. I leave
these pages for your perusal
when I am gone.

I shall see your face again
in the flesh

I go to obey the command
of Jesus Christ"

Farewell of Wife - on mission

Early upon the morning of August 8th, I arose from my bed of sickness, laid my hands upon the head of my sick wife, Phoebe and blessed her. I then departed from the embrace of my companion and left her almost with out food an the necessities of life

She suffered my departure with the fortitude that becomes a saint realizing the responsibility of her companion. I quote from my journal "Phoebe farewell be of good cheer, remember me in your prayers, I leave these pages for your perusal when I am gone.

I shall see your face again in the flesh

I go to obey the command of Jesus Christ"