The letter and brieflets received from you yesterday gave me a heart ache that I hope never to live over again

O how I prayed mentally for wisdom from on High to know just what to do under such circumstances I tossed all night alone with my cares and trials This morning I wanted to go to you but was detained by my class

Now dear I love you in these moments of repentance the same as ever but am afraid if I turn off the question that God will not appear in your life as much as if the case was left to test itself and error urged to its final limits kills itself and your forgiving faithful teacher does not by her sympathy prevent this long looked and hoped for result

Now this I can do and see a chance to make the noble sacrifice of yours less, but not less beneficial.

I can get a temporary suspension from the Association and a dismissal, instead of expulsion, from the Church and what has been found amiss buried so deep it shall never be spoken This I say I can do I will add I think I can and will try with my usual tenacity