‘To-morrow, too, you attain the age of fifteen.... I was about your age, dear Laura, when the feeling of being His--of indeed having the Saviour as _my own_ Saviour, came upon me like a flood of daylight. I was so happy! This was a little time before my Confirmation. Though I have often often done wrong since, and shed many many tears, I have never _quite_ lost the light shed on me then, and now it brightens all the future, so that I can scarcely say that I have any care as regards myself--the Lord will take care of me in advancing age--in the last sickness--in what is called death, (it is only its shadow).’