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To my story of work in the City of Brooklyn:
The lady, Miss L. A. Pousland, whom I spoke of in the preceding pages,
is the place where I found myself living in 1875, after twelve or
thirteen years of service. It was there that I met Mrs. Sarah Potter.
She has been all of a mother to me to give me all the encouragement she
could bestow on me. For all of this kindness I am more than grateful to
my Heavenly Father, for I know that all goodness comes from Him. He
surely has shown His love to her in sparing her to see me go from her
home to Washington to school and spend three years and then go to
Harper's Ferry and spend four years, and to see me out in the world
teaching for eleven years, and to break down while at my post and now at
home to serve in another way. Is not this not God's love to me, as a
poor, humble servant of His? I should never forget to give the love and
honor due Him.
God knows my heart and He will bless the work in my hands, as the writer
of this book.
When I found that I could get through school in a given time as I had
studied hard, if I had the money, I told Miss L. A. Pousland, that I
would not be there to work any more, as I had a place in Saratoga
Springs for the Summer. She felt bad to lose me, but as she knew that I
could make more money for three months at the Springs she wanted me to
have my heart's desire, so I came on from school and went to see her and
then made ready for the Springs, getting one of my sisters to go with me
and taking such things as we could.
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