Lydia_Gay_Diary

The diaries ^(1832-46)^ was Mrs. Lydia Gay Ingalls, Wife of Daniel Ingalls of Boston. She was born in Dedham, Mass., July 25, 1765. She was very religious, Evidently Congrega- tionalist. Quite Introspective. A woman of many sorrows.

James R Joy April, 10, 1942

March 8. a fine day and my Strength increased so that I go down stairs, I will go in the strength of the lord god: I will make mention of Thy righteousness, even of thine only, My poor child is very sick 11 month this day her mind was Impressed that the Nuns ware in her room she said that she love the Superior, the virgin nuns she never did them anny harm her mind run tow hours, then took a nother turn said Mar your birds are on the carpet do you not see them, I told her that they came to see her, then she cryed to take a cup of tee with her mother; Soon she came more composed, O what gloomy forebodings in my mind the convulsive shuddering, the heavin of the breast, her distress was great and her frindes tryed to ford relef but all in vain. all that we could do was Plead and cry in pray to god for her soul, that God would spar her life or give a comfortfull hope, I belive he did for the said all is well

March 9 My Poor child was very low, but her reason was restored to her She was desiours to get well and be a christen and join the church and said, that she would live up to her profession She lamented that she did not improve her priveledg she was truly sensibl of her faults and big that. her father would for give her, she said that she had been unditiful child, but he had been good to her, then she observed that you would have one the less to provide for. she thank him for all he had done. then she said that she should die. She said that her wish that all her sins would be Pardon and that she would go to heaven, then said to me O that I had minded what you said to me. do maik short prayr. I prayed for her. if I ever did now that god will parden her and receive her to himself she often ask for Elisabeth and Frances and wished to see them Maria she love her very much, all wanted to carry some thing to her

O Mother how glad I am that I went to canton to see my father and return him the dollar that he gave me he did not know me at first. when I told him I was Lydia he was overcome becase I was so much oltered, She was distresed to see him so poor and miserable she feelt very much for her father, and cryed often a bout him his feelins ware ardent, She never heard of a sick person but she wanted to relieve or send them some thing, She love me and was kind and when sick he would standby and do ever thing for me When I was laying down if She came in to the room, She said I did not know that you was laying down if I did i would not disturb you, I love her and Mourn her death, and hope that I shall be ready to Meet her in heaven, never to Seprate, were all our robes will be washed in the blood of the lamb I had my prayer meeting this morning and was refleing to me

March 10 Satur morning a fine day and warm sun my health is better, and now, what wait we for: is the lords arm shortened that he cannot save: is his ear heavy. that he cannot hear; no, verily he unchangeably the same, yesterday to day and forever.

My poor child had Eigh leeches on her temples, and one on her head blistered She was very low She said mar you will not leave me I told her never; then she gave direction a bout her close that she wished to have put on her and the rest to do what I thought best then said that her wish to have Mr Green atend the furnal and the sung with such sweet voice cherubing and seraphims halleuyah, then remain silent, at ten of the clock Sabbath night She roused up and said Mother all is well never spoke more a quater before three left this world never shut her Eyes to Sleep all her sickness