TRIBUTE TO SR. MARY MAXON FISH.
By An Episcopalian
MR EDITOR: You had, some time since, among your correspondents, a fine writer—Mary Maxon. Through her I became a reader of your columns, and an admirer of your church. She has lately fallen asleep in Jesus. I trust you have given an account of her triumphant death ere now, but suffer me to add a few words concerning this sweet saint. From her earliest childhood I have known and loved her. Of the sweetest natural disposition, there was still in her conversion a manifest change—a sanctification of character most impressive and affecting. But few knew how this lovely girl was called to suffer. It may not be proper to write of it here, but your people ought to know what a cross was laid upon those young shoulders in turning from the “church of her fathers,” to join you. Returning blessing for cursing, she remained steadfast, and was truly a light in the world. If there are many such developments of Christian character in your church, truly Christ is with you in all the power of primitive manifestation. For the love I bear to my angelic friend Mary, I bid you God speed, and implore your prayers.