SB ETS TbS OLDHAM - \~lxM a^t 3>i&^&es/ r i0&& /< THE LIBRARY OF THE UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA PRESENTED BY PROF. CHARLES A. KOFOID AND MRS. PRUDENCE W. KOFOID ISABELLA THOBURN. Isabella Thoburn William F. Oldham The women that publish the tidings are a great host Jennings & Pye Chicago **A\^-VTl/ Copyrighted, 1902, by The Student Volunteer Movement for Foreign Missions and Reprinted by Permission. By 32 T4 her, when she decided to give us a college education : 'Miss Thoburn, do you know people say you are spoiling us?' She said, 'Yes, but I want you to prove to' them that love, confidence and education do not spoil people.' And, dear Mrs. Crandon, again and again when I have been tempted to be slack in duty or low in motive, the thought, Miss Thoburn trusts you, has Isabella Thoburn 37 kept me good and true. What can I say about her ? At present I am writing in her room. I have filled her vases with favorite flowers ; I use her pen ; the blotting paper she used lies under this paper ; I can trace her writing on it. Everything is here just the same, only our precious one is gone. I am glad for her sake, because she worked hard and needed rest which she would not take here. Again and again I would say to her : 'Miss Thoburn, do not rise at 4 :30 A.M., like the rest of us ; you are not so strong as we younger ones.' But she was the first to get up and the last to retire. Sometimes she did look so tired. Now she and Miss Rowe can rest together, but what will we do? "But I must tell you about that awful day. On Thursday, the twenty-ninth, she went to Cawnpore to see about the stone for Bishop Parker's grave. We do not know whether she contracted the disease there or how she got it. When she returned to us, she looked well. Saturday morning she did a little gardening, baked cookies for us and when I saw her at breakfast she looked pale and tired. I fol- lowed her to her room and insisted upon her lying down and taking a little rest. I went to her room again at 4 P.M., and I said : 'Miss Thoburn, you look so pale ; does your head ache ?' She said, 'No, I am a little tired.' So I ordered the phaeton and in- sisted upon her going for a drive. While waiting for the carriage I said : 'Miss Thoburn, I am a lonely 38 Isabella Thoburn woman, and I hope the Lord will take me home be- fore He does you, for I cannot do without you ; I want you to lay me to rest as you did Miss Rowe.' She said : 'I do not know whether you will go first, or I, for "the Son of Man cometh at an hour we know not of"; but if I go, I want you to have Phoebe's Bible.' When the carriage came she wanted me to go with her, but I said : 'If I go, I will chatter the whole time, and you will get no rest; I want you to have a restful time.' I sent her off, and an hour later I saw her arranging flowers in the dining room. It was Mr. West's birthday, and all the missionaries were invited for dinner. At dinner I noticed that she only ate her soup, and I said, 'Miss Thoburn, you are sick.' She declared emphatically she was only tired. At 10 P.M. I bade her good night, and that was all till 3 A.M., Sunday, when the night watch- man came and called me and said she had sent for me. I went down and sent the carriage for the doc- tor and in the meantime applied the usual remedies. She said, The doctor will think you very foolish for troubling him for only an attack of indigestion.' I said, T would feel more comfortable were he around.' He came and looked grave and sent for the best doctors in the town. They were with her constantly. Till noon we had every hope, and I be- lieve she herself expected to get well, and therefore gave no message. After 12 o'clock she was too weak to speak. When the cramps were very bad Isabella Thoburn 39 she said, 'Let me hold your hand for I do not wish to groan.' That is the way our precious one had lived ; no complaint about the hardest thing ! When the pain was very bad, she said to me, 'Sing.' I said, 'What ?' She said, 'Come Thou fount of every blessing.' I got some one in the room to sing that and others of her favorite hymns. In her pain and agony she kept speaking in Hindustani. It nearly broke my heart to hear her. She had lived for us, and she was dying for us ; she was so one of us that in her last moments she forgot her own tongue and spoke in ours. There is no one like her, — our dear, devoted friend. She lingered on till 8 P.M., then left us. But for Christ's words, T will not leave you comfortless, — orphans, the margin says, — I will come to you,' I do not know how we could bear this sorrow. But now the cry of my heart is, 'Make me a little like her, that people when they see me may say, 'The spirit of Miss Thoburn cloth rest upon her.' In her Sunday-school book I found her pledge in connection with the Twentieth Century Move- ment, by which she had promised to bring ten new souls to Christ. I had taken the same pledge, but now I must work hard for hers and for my own ; and as my beloved is so near Jesus she can ask Him to help my weak efforts. "I cannot tell you about the funeral, for I remem- ber nothing. I will get some one else to write about it by and by. Miss Nichols has not been very well 40 Isabella Thoburn this year and Miss Thoburn was troubled about her. Again and again she said, T thought she was the one for my place, but perhaps God has other plans.' But the strange part of it is that Miss Nichols is getting well in a miraculous way, and the doctors say she can stay in India. I wonder if it is because Miss Thoburn has seen Jesus face to face and asked Him for this that she wanted so much. But I must stop for it is time to send this to the postoffice. I had intended to write for the Branch meeting, as also for the General Executive, but now I cannot. Give them all my best love, and if you think it best, read them part of this letter. Tell them to be very good to us for we are orphans and, dear Mrs. Cran- don, do try to send some one to* take the teaching oft" Miss Nichols' hands, for we must keep her well, and she cannot teach and superintend both. The plan is to have Mrs. Parker live with us for a sort of adviser, but we will need another missionary to teach in the College. Pray for us, love us even more than you have done, for w r e seem so alone in the world without our friend. "Yours affectionately, "Lilavati Singh/' 3. God's Acre. — Miss Thoburn's body lies in the Lucknow cemetery, beside the grave of Dr. Badley, the founder of the Reid Christian College. 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