my oldest brother was sold from her, and carried
where she never saw him again. She went mourn¬
ing for him all her days, like a bird robbed of her
young — like Rachel bereft of her children, who
would not be comforted, because they were not.
She departed this life on the 27th of September,
1847, for that world "where the wicked cease from
troubling, and the weary are at rest."