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Her Illness in the latter part of it was seated much in her Throat; and swelling inward, filled up the Pipe, so that she could swallow nothing but what was perfectly liquid, and but very little of that, and with great and long Strugglings and Stranglings, that which she took in, flying out at her Nostrils, till she at last could swallow nothing at all: She had a raging Appetite to Food, so that she told her Sister, when talking with her about her Circumstances, that the worst Bit that she threw to her Swine, would be sweet to her: but yet when she saw that she could not swallow it, she seemed to be as perfectly contented without it, as if she had no Appetite to it. Others were greatly moved to see what she underwent, and were filled with Admiration at her unexampled Patience. At a Time when she was striving in vain to get down a little Food, something liquid, and was very much spent with it; she looked up on her Sister with a Smile, saying, O Sister, this is for my Good! At another time, when her Sister was speaking of what she underwent, she told her, that she lived an Heaven upon Earth for all that She used sometimes to say to her Sister, under her extreme Sufferings, It is good to be so! Her Sister once asked her, why she said to, why, says she, because God would have it so: It is best that things should be as God would have 'em: It looks best to […]. After her Confinement, as they were leading her from the Bed to the Door, she seemed overcome by the Sight of things abroad, as showing forth the Glory of the Being that had made them. As she lay on her Death-bed, she would often say these Words, God is my Friend! And once looking up on her Sister, with a Smile▪ said O Sister! How good it is! How sweet and comfortable it is to consider, and think of heavenly things! and used this Argument to persuade her Sister to be much in such Meditations.

Her Illness in the latter part of it was seated much in her Throat; and swelling inward, fill'd up the Pipe, so that she could swallow nothing but what was perfectly liquid, and but very little of that, and with great and long Strugglings and Stranglings, that which she took in, flying out at her Nostrils, till she at last could swallow nothing at all: She had a raging Appetite to Food, so that she told her Sister, when talking with her about her Circumstances, that the worst Bit that she threw to her Swine, would be sweet to her: but yet when she saw that she could not swallow it, she seem'd to be as perfectly contented without it, as if she had no Appetite to it. Others were greatly moved to see what she underwent, and were fill'd with Admiration at her unexampled Patience. At a Time when she was striving in vain to get down a little Food, something liquid, and was very much spent with it; she look'd up on her Sister with a Smile, saying, O Sister, this is for my Good! At another time, when her Sister was speaking of what she underwent, she told her, that she liv'd an Heaven upon Earth for all that She used sometimes to say to her Sister, under her extreme Sufferings, It is good to be so! Her Sister once asked her, why she said to, why, says she, because God would have it so: It is best that things should be as God would have 'em: It looks best to . After her Confinement, as they were leading her from the Bed to the Door, she seem'd overcome by the Sight of things abroad, as shewing forth the Glory of the Being that had made them. As she lay on her Death-bed, she would often say these Words, God is my Friend! And once looking up on her Sister, with a Smile said O Sister! How good it is! How sweet and comfortable it is to consider, and think of heavenly things! and used this Argument to persuade her Sister to be much in such Meditations.