Accession: 589.60.006
Editorial Title: Mattie Williams to Mary Baker Eddy, January 31, 1884
Author: Mattie Williams 
Recipient: Mary Baker Eddy 
Date: January 31, 1884
Manuscript Description: Handwritten by Mattie Williams on embossed lined paper from Columbus, Wisconsin.
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I wrote you on MondayEditorial Note: See 589.60.005. saying Mr Williams had consented to my going to BostonEditorial Note: Boston, Massachusetts. He told me I might go. And on the day previous the Sabbath he told our head clerk that he was going to let me go. But this morning he said I told you to go but I meant As Written: ment if you did you need never return to me. Can you imagine the trial of this hour my very dear friend. The hot tears blind my eyes as I write, but what avail are they when my poor heart is so full of grief, and bitter disappointment I have felt nearer ill this day than in many weeks I told him that I had written you that I was to go as soon as the next class opened. I shall not hope longer, but God I am sure will be with me still, and will keep all I have entrusted to himII Tim 1:12 For the which cause I also suffer these things: nevertheless I am not ashamed: for I know whom I have believed, and am persuaded that he is able to keep that which I have committed unto him against that day. . Two ladies from the Methodist church waited upon me yesterday one the ministers wife I did not go out to church last Sabbath day. they upbraided me with unfaithfulness. One said she heard As Written: heared I did not believe in prayer. I said you certainly have been misinformed. I cannotAs Written:can not tell you what was said. but suffice to say I am thoroughly misunderstood, and I am being tried surely. They have eyes but they do not perceive ears dull of hearingMatt 13:15 For this people’s heart is waxed gross, and their ears are dull of hearing, and their eyes they have closed; lest at any time they should see with their eyes, and hear with their ears, and should understand with their heart, and should be converted, and I should heal them. but I must love them still. for they know not what they doLuke 23:33 And when they were come to the place, which is called Calvary, there they crucified him, and the malefactors, one on the right hand, and the other on the left. Luke 23:34 ¶Then said Jesus, Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do. And they parted his raiment, and cast lots. . I wrote Mrs Klepser a long friendly letter requesting an immediate reply as I wished to let you know if she were coming. Not one line have I received, and I presume I shall not. If she studies I presume she will enter Dr. Sawyers class. Mrs Silsbee is still in ChicagoEditorial Note: Chicago, Illinois Mrs Fuller and Silsbee you can depend upon. but poor me – I dare no longer hope. I will try to be patient. I try to look happy, but a big lump so often rises in my throat and the tears unbidden flow. I try to play but music has for the present lost its charm. I go about my work because I must I try to sew, but I am dreaming and 'tis As Written: ti's too much a dream. God help me Dont write me in answer to this, I only write to open my heart to you. I will not write soon again. I know I am trespassing. I only ask you to love me SomedayAs Written:Some day the clouds may break.

Lovingly "GoodbyeAs Written:Good bye"
Mrs John Williams
589.60.006
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I wrote you on MondayEditorial Note: See 589.60.005. saying Mr Williams had consented to my going to BostonEditorial Note: Boston, Massachusetts. He told me I might go. And on the day previous the Sabbath he told our head clerk that he was going to let me go. But this morning he said I told you to go but I ment Corrected: meant if you did you need never return to me. Can you imagine the trial of this hour my very dear friend. The hot tears blind my eyes as I write, but what avail are they when my poor heart is so full of grief, and bitter disappointment I have felt nearer ill this day than in many weeks I told him that I had written you that I was to go as soon as the next class opened. I shall not hope longer, but God I am sure will be with me still, and will keep all I have entrusted to himII Tim 1:12 For the which cause I also suffer these things: nevertheless I am not ashamed: for I know whom I have believed, and am persuaded that he is able to keep that which I have committed unto him against that day. . Two ladies from the Methodist church waited upon me yesterday one the ministers wife I did not go out to church last Sabbath day. they upbraided me with unfaithfulness. One said she heared Corrected: heard I did not believe in prayer. I said you certainly have been misinformed. I can notCorrected:cannot tell you what was said. but suffice to say I am thoroughly misunderstood, and I am being tried surely. They have eyes but they do not perceive ears dull of hearingMatt 13:15 For this people’s heart is waxed gross, and their ears are dull of hearing, and their eyes they have closed; lest at any time they should see with their eyes, and hear with their ears, and should understand with their heart, and should be converted, and I should heal them. but I must love them still. for they know not what they doLuke 23:33 And when they were come to the place, which is called Calvary, there they crucified him, and the malefactors, one on the right hand, and the other on the left. Luke 23:34 ¶Then said Jesus, Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do. And they parted his raiment, and cast lots. . I wrote Mrs Klepser a long friendly letter requesting an immediate reply as I wished to let you know if she were coming. Not one line have I received, and I presume I shall not. If she studies I presume she will enter Dr. Sawyers class. Mrs Silsbee is still in ChicagoEditorial Note: Chicago, Illinois Mrs Fuller and Silsbee you can depend upon. but poor me – I dare no longer hope. I will try to be patient. I try to look happy, but a big lump so often rises in my throat and the tears unbidden flow. I try to play but music has for the present lost its charm. I go about my work because I must I try to sew, but I am dreaming and ti's Corrected: 'tis too much a dream. God help me Dont write me in answer to this, I only write to open my heart to you. I will not write soon again. I know I am trespassing. I only ask you to love me Some dayCorrected:Someday the clouds may break.

Lovingly "Good byeCorrected:Goodbye"
Mrs John Williams
 
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