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will ever be sweet to my memory.
I attended their school until I was
in my 14th year, when my dear Mother
placed me in the Srs house at
<placename>Ockbrook</placename>, - where, after a few weeks,
I became exceedingly happy and
comfortable, - the life of a Srs house
being well adapted to my naturally
cheerful, yet somewhat reserved
disposition. <gap></gap>
In the beginning of <date>1837</date> I received,
with several others of my companions,
instruction for confirmation, or rather
in my case for adult baptism.
My dear Mother being a <orgname>Baptist</orgname>
I had consequently not received
that sacrament in infancy. <gap></gap>
But I cannot say that either the
instructions, or the rite itself, made
any lasting impression on my mind.
I enjoyed the instructions, as I did
imbibing knowledge of any kind that
came in my reach. <gap></gap>
<sic>Unawares</sic> almost to <sic>my self</sic>, I formed
my own views on the way of salvation,
& as might be expected stumbled upon
many errors. At one time I was
seeking fruits of the Spirit, instead of
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simply going to Jesus, & at another
time I was fully impressed with
the idea, that though I was
very very far from what I ought
to be as a Christian, yet I must
wait the Lord's time to make
me different, I could do nothing. At
this time "Baxter's <sic>saints'</sic> <sic>rest</sic>"
fell into my hands, which by
the blessing of the Lord made
a very deep impression on my mind,
& showed me that there was much
for me to do, viz. an earnestness of
spirit, & a determination to give
the Lord no rest, till he was gra-
ciously pleased to reveal himself
to me. <gap></gap> From this time I was
much more in earnest, but my
adorable Saviour was not my all
in all; consequently the way seemed
long & heavy & I often felt inclined
to exclaim: "Who is sufficent for
these things!" <gap></gap>
In the year 1850 I received a call
to be the Warden of the Sle Srs in Fulneck,
& though deeply conscious of my own
insufficiency for such a post, I felt