Then she asked Mrs Bargrave whether she had Drelincourt? she said yes, Says Mrs Vea', fetch it. And so Mrs Bargrave goes up stairs and brings it down. Says Mrs Veal, "Dear Mrs Bargrave if the eyes of

our faith were as open as the eyes of our body, wę "should see numbers of angels about us for our good. "The notions we have of heaven now, are nothing "like what it is as Drelincourt says.. Therefore be "comforted under your afflictions, and believe that "the Almighty has a particular regard to you, and that " your afflictions are marks of God's favour; and "when they have done the business they are sent "for they shall be removed from you. And believe "me, my dear friend, believe what I say to you, one "minute of future happinsess will infinitely reward "you for all your sufferings; for I can never believe (and claps her hand upon her knee with great earnest. ness, (which ineeed ran through most of her discourse) "that ever God will suffer you to spend all your days "in this afflicted state, but be assured that your afflic

tions shall leave you or you them in a short time. She spake in that pathetic and heavenly manner, that Mis Bargrave wept several times, she was so deeply affected with.

Then Mrs Veal mentioned Dr Horneck's Ascetick, at the end of which he gives an account of the lives of the primitive christians. Their pattern she recommended to our imitation, and said, "Their conversation

" was not like this of our age: For now, says she, "there is nothing but frothy vain discourse, which is, "far different from theirs. Theirs was to edification, "and to build one anther up in faith; so that they

were not as we are nor are we as they were; but, "said she we ought to do as they did. There was a hearty friendship among them, but where is it now "to be found? Says Mrs Bargrave, it is hard indeed to find a true friend in these days. Says Mis Veal, Mr Norris has a fine copy of verses, called Friendship in perfection, which I wonderfully admire Have you seen the book says Mrs Veal. No says Mrs Bargrave but I have the verses of my own writing out. Have you says Mrs Veal, then fetch them. Which she did from above stairs, and offered them to Mrs. Veal to read, who refused and waved the thing, saying, holding down her head would make it ache; and then desired Mrs Bargrave to read them to her, which she did. As they were admiring friendship, Mrs Veal said dear Mrs. Bargrave I shall love you forever. In these verses there is twice used the word Elysian. Ah, says Mrs. Veal these poets have such names for heaven. would often draw her hand across her own eyes and say, Mrs Bargrave do you not think I am mightily im} aired by my fits? No says Mrs Bargrave, I think you look as well as ever I knew you.

She

After which the Apparition put in this discourse in much finer words than Mrs Bargrave said she could pretend to, and as much more than she can remember,

for

for it cannot be thought that an hour and three "quart ters conversation could be retained, though the main part of it she thinks she does, she said to Mrs Bargrave She would have her write a letter to her brother, and tell him she would have him give rings to such and such, and that there was a purse of gold in her cabinet and that she would have two broad pieces given to her cousin Watson.

And

Talking at this rate Mrs Bargrave thought that a fit was coming on her, and so placed her in a chair just before her knees, to keep her from falling to the ground if her fits should occasion it, for the elbow chair she thought would keep her from falling on either side; and to divert Mrs Veal as she thought she took hold of her gown sleeve several times and commended it. Mrs. Veal told her it was a scowered silk and newly made up. But for all this Mrs Veal persisted in her request and told Mrs Bargrave she must not deny her: she would have her tell her brother all their conversation, when she had opportunity. Dear Mrs V al says Mrs Bargrave, this seems so impertinent that I cannot tell how to comply with it; and what a mortifiing story will our conversation be to a young gentleman. Why says Mrs Bargrave, it is much better methinks, do it yourself. No, says Mrs Veal though it seems impertiwent to you now you will see more reason for it hereafter. Mrs Bargrave then to satisfy her importunity, was going to fetch a pen and ink, but Mrs Veal said, Let it alone now, but do it when I am

gone; but you

must

must be sure to do it. Which was one of the last things she enjoined her at parting, and so she promised her.

Then Mrs Veal asked for Mrs Bargrave's daughter; she said she was not at home, but if you have a mind to see her says Mrs Bargrave I'll send for her. Do says Mrs. Veal. On which she left her and went to a neighbours to see for her; and by the time Mrs Bar, grave was retnrning Mrs. Veal was got without the door into the street, in the face of the beast market on a saturday which is market day, and stood ready to part as soon as Mrs. Bargrave came to her. She asked her why she was in such haste. She said she must be going, though perhaps she might not go her journey tilk monday: and told Mrs Bargrave, she hoped she should: see her again at her cousin Watsons before she went whither she was going. Then she said, she would take her leave of her, and walked from Mrs. Bargrave in her view till a turning interrupted the sight of her, which was three quarters after one in the afternoon;

Mrs Veal died the 7th of September, at twelve o'clock at noon of her fits, and had not above four hours senses before death, in which time she received the sacrament. The next day after Mrs Veals appearing being Sunday, Mrs Bargrave was mightily indisposed with a cold and a sore throat, that she could not go out that day; but on monday morning she sent a person to Captain Watsons to know if Mrs Veal was there,

They wondered

and went

knew none

dered at Mrs Bargraves enquiry, and sent her word that she was not there, nor was expected At this an swer Mrs Bargrave told the maid that she had certainly mistook the name or made some blunder. And though she was ill, she put on her hood herself to captain Watsons, though she of the family, to see if Mrs Veal was there or not. They said they wondered at her asking, for that she had not been in town, they were sure if she had she would have been there. Says Mrs Bargreve I'm sure she was with me on Saturday almost two hours. 1 hey said it was impossible; for they must have seen her if she had. In comes captain Watson while they were in dispute and said that Mrs Veal was certainly dead, and her escutcheons were making. This strangely surprised Mrs Bargrave, when she sent to the person immediately who had the care of them and found it trueThen she related the whole story to captain Watson's family, and what gown she had on and how striped, and that Mrs Veal told her it was scowered. Then Mrs Watson cried out you have seen her indeed, for none knew but Mrs Veal and myself that the gown was scowered. And Mrs Watson owned that she described the gown cxactly, For said she I helped her to make it up. This Mrs Watson blazed about the town and avouched the demonstration of the truth of Mrs Bargrave seeing Mrs. Veals apparition. And captain Watson carried two gentlemen immediately to Mrs.. Bargrave's house to hear the relation from her own

mouth,