Northern India, Aug. 15, 1860. DEAR MOTHER, SISTER AGNES, AND OTHER RELATIVES AND FRIENDS For a long time I liavc been intending to comply with the request ofmany ofyou for a more detailed account of my dear departed wife than I have yet given but always when I attempted it, for some rea- son or another, I can scarcely say what, I have found it next to impossible to proceed. To- day being just one year frommy great bereave- ment, I feel that if I ever do it, it must be done now. Perhaps the fulfilment of this task will be a fitting observance of the first anniversary of the mournful event. I, as well as you, have a desire that you should remember one whose memory will ever be most dear to me. I feel that my obligation to make you better acquainted with her, is much strengthened by the fact that you all loved her so sincerely, although many of you knew her so slightly. I will try to write such a letter as you may wish to preserve among you as a kind of memento of a very dear departed one. I will therefore begin with THE CHILD. Her birthplace was in the same country towii of Massachusetts as that of her very dear friend Mrs. Herron. But though they were both children at the same time in Petersham, yet, so far as they knew, they never met with each other till five years ago, when they were both embarking on the same ship, for the same field of labor, far, far from their native town, there to become most intimate and loving friends. She was the eldest child of Mr. and Mrs. Charles Greenleaf, and was born on the 27th of February, 1835.Her mother dying when she was about two years old, requested her mother, Mrs. Phebe Greenwood of Templeton, MRS. LIZZIE G. CALDERWOOD. 5 Massachusetts, a most pious and active Christian lady, to take her as her own child and bring her up in the fear and service of the Lord. This charge she fulfilled most faithfully, and by the divine blessing, successfully. For the benefit of those with sunny little faces who, even in a few weeks acquaintance, learned so fondly to love her, I will tell a story of her childhood. When she was eight or nine years old, a lit- tle friend of hers, younger than herself, had received a pair of new shoes. This little girl went one day a strawberrying. On reaching the strawberry field, to save her new shoes from becoming soiled, she put them off. But on leaving the field for home, she had forgotten where she left her shoes and as darkness was approaching, she had no opportunity of searching for them. While she had been careful in one respect, she had been careless in another. So next morning her mother required that she should find her shoes before she could have her breakfast. In great trouble, on her way alone to the strawberry field, she called for comfort and counsel on her little friend LIZZIE GREEN- LEAF. As they walked together towards the field, doubtless sadly discussing the probability of one of them losing her breakfast as well as her nice new shoes, a happy thought entered Lizzies mind. She said, God knows where these shoes are, and if we will ask him,perhaps he will show them to us. Before they entered the field, they knelt down beside the fence, and Lizzie offered a prayer. As for years after this time she had scarcely thought of this prayer, the precise words were forgotten but she remembered her pleading that God had asked little children to come to him, and now they two little children had come, and wished him to show them where A s shoes were. That prayer, whatever were its words, was answered they had scarcely entered the field, when, to their great delight, they spied the shoes... --This text refers to an alternate Paperback edition.