‘Years ago I said that if I were not too old to learn a new language I should probably--after sweet Fanny had departed--have gone out as a Missionary. This year the question came to my mind, _Am_ I really unable to learn a new language? I find that I can learn, and the only real objection to my going is taken away. Yes, sweet Laura, the _only real_ objection; for I can leave you rich in the devoted love of your children. Thank God, _you_ are not lonely; and circumstances might easily arise to make it undesirable that I should make a third or fourth lady in--perhaps--a Curate’s dear little home.