Title Page
 Table of Contents
 Infancy, and visit to America
 Judith's return to Persia
 Her education and reading
 Her aptness and capability
 Her social traits
 Religious influences and inter...
 Judith's last journey
 Progress of the disease, and...
 Return and funeral
 A desolate home
 Notes of condolence
 Notes of condolence continued

Group Title: The Persian flower : a memoir of Judith Grant Perkins, of Oroomiah, Persia.
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Title: The Persian flower a memoir of Judith Grant Perkins, of Oroomiah, Persia
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Table of Contents
    Title Page
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    Table of Contents
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    Infancy, and visit to America
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    Her education and reading
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    Progress of the disease, and death
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    A desolate home
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    Notes of condolence
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.P 1







"THE PLOWJER PA)AETH."- Zaiait 40: 7.





'* *

Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1853, by

In the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the District of Massachusetts.



Tne young stranger, to whom the kind reader is introduced
in this brief Memoir, will, it is humbly believed, awaken more
than a passing interest, both from the many natural and ac-
quired traits of loveliness which she possessed, and from the
circumstances of her birth and residence, as well as her sudden
and sorely lamented death, in a far-off missionary land.
The beautiful Persian Flower indeed soon faded; but it
was spared long enough, not only to shed a sweet and lasting
fragrance upon the dear circle of missionary and numerous
other friends among whom it was graciously permitted to
blossom, but also to unfold "those richer beauties, which shall
bloom, we trust, in immortal verdure, on the banks of the
river of life."
That little Judith, as she will often be designated, (though
at her death, she had nearly attained the stature and maturity
of womanhood,) was, in the strongest sense, a very remarkable
character, will not be urged. Nor is it believed that the light
of her youthful example and loveliness. would have been in
any sense more sacred and valuable, had she possessed more
precocious and unattainable endowments. But that she was a
highly gifted and very amiable, as well as dearly beloved,
child, .will, I think, abundantly appear from the followinsr nar-


rative. Indeed, as is these suggested, Judith was rather re-
markable for the beauty and symmetry of her entire character
than for the striking development of any one trait, or any daz-
zling peculiarity.
And as this fair '" flower may have owed something of its
sweetness to the mild and sunny skies of the balmy East,
which gave it existence -a land to which the lines of Bishop
Heber would not be unaptly applied,

Where every prospect pleases,
And only man is vile,"

so will its loss from the family and peculiar circle from which
it was so suddenly snatched away, awaken a deeper and more
melancholy interest. Under any circumstances, we deeply
mourn the premature nippings of those bright blossoms;"
but the heart can but be touched with a more tender sorrow,
when the breach is made in the family and circle of missiona-
ries, exiled from the society and congenialities of home and
kindred, and subject to the vicissitudes and trials of a resi-
dence among a foreign people and in a distant clime.
And as none have perhaps been more fondly cherished, than
the few cultivated, exemplary, and pious children of missiona-
ries, who have been providentially allowed to share the fellow-
ship and hospitalities of the churches, so no class, it is be-
lieved, will be counted more deserving of prayerful regard
and of sacred remembrance, than these precious exotics,
reared as they are amid the corruptions of surrounding un-
godliness and depravity. And it is in no small degree with
the hope of contributing to a better acquaintance, and a more


lively sympathy with these dear offspring of the servants of
the churches, that this sketch, interesting peculiarly, as it will
perhaps be, to the circle of missionary acquaintances and the
numerous friends of our beloved and deeply stricken brother
and sister, so often previously bereaved, is given to the public.
There is another consideration which will give peculiar in-
terest to the following sketch. It is Me memoir of a-missionary
child; and as such, gives a glimpse into the interior of mis-
sionary life. The family hearth, the private and social en-
dearments,-and the every day pursuits and concerns of the
missionary's home, with which there is a strong and almost
universal desire to become acquainted, are here presented as
they cannot well be in the records of general missionary la-
bors, as they appear in our periodicals., or in the memoirs of
the more public services of adult missionaries.
It is believed, also, that the numerous notes of condolence,
addressed to the bereaved parents, which are introduced to-
wards the close of the volume, will be read with deep interest,
as illustrating, in an incidental but affecting manner, the fra-
ternal relations and fellowship existing among missionaries of,
the same and of different missions.
It is proper to add, what will doubtless occur to those faL-
miliar with the productions of the respected father of the de-
ceased, that a large proportion of the matter has been prepared,
by him. The labor of the writer of this preface has been tri-
fling indeed; and he would only remark in conclusion, that
whatever aid he may have furnished has been most heartily
and spontaneously given, as he cannot doubt will also be the
tribute of interest and sympathy felt by the kind reader.
It only remains that we briefly state the history of the larger


portrait which accompanies this memoir. The parents had no
likeness of the dear child at the time of her death, the rude
state of the fine -arts, in the land of their missionary sojourn,
rendering it difficult to obtain such mementos. In their an-
guish, after the death of their greatly beloved daughter, with
not even the solace of a. likeness of her, one of their associates
applied to H. A. Churchill, Esq., a very talented young Eng-
lishman who had visited Judith's home about a month before
her death, as secretary of the British Commission, under Col.
Williams, for settling the boundary between Turkey and Per-
sia, who was known to be a remarkably skilful artist, and
was now at Constantinople, thirteen hundred miles distant
from Oroomiah. Four months had elapsed, after Mr. Church-
ill's very brief acquaintance with Judith, when the application
that he should attempt to furnisl a likeness of her reached
him. Notwithstanding the difficulties of the undertaking, he
kindly and promptly applied himself to the task; how mod-
estly, his own la nage in the letter accompanying the like-
ness may best te : I have tried to bring together my faint
ideas of poor 9s udith's features, and I herewith forward
to you a sketch, which, according to the me bers of the two
commissions, [the British and the Russian,] lobks very much
like the poor girl. You conceive that it is a very difficult
jhing; and if you, who have seen more of her, find that the
sketch does not in reality resemble her, you will naturally ex-
cuse me."
SWhile the portrait, taken under such peculiar disadvantages,
bore a strong general resemblance to the original, it had some
points of dissimilarity, more easily detected, of course, from
recollection, by those long and familiarly acquainted with-Ju-



dith than by a stranger. In these circumstances, Mr. Stod-
dard, one of her parents' associates, applied his skilful hand,
(before unpractised on portraits,) and made some slight modi-
fications in Mr. Churchill's picture, the result of which was so
successful, that even the Nestorians who were acquainted with
Judith would instantly weep when that picture met their eyes,
though uninformed that it was intended as the portrait of the
loved departed one, except by the likeness itself.


Oroomiah, Persia, Jan., 1853.



Judith's paternal Grandmother- Quiet Infancy- Land Jour-
ney Friends at Erzroom Voyage Fondness for Sea
Life Arrival in America Kind Reception- Her mater-
nal Grandfather, ..


Parting with Friends Her desire to go to her Eastern Home
-Entertainment on the passage- Arrival at Smyrna--
Attachment to Miss Fisk--Arrival at Constantinople--
Land Journey Arrival at Oroomiah Mount Seir At-
tachment to the Children of the Mission, 10


Learning the Alphabet -Interest in Scripture Narratives-
Early Religious Impressions Death of a Sister -Prayer-
fulness Eagerness for Knowledge Reading large Books
Affected by particular Books Memoir of Margaret


Davidson Love of Nature Uncle Tom's Cabin Deep
interest in Little Eva," 19



Studying alone The Sertphine-- Interest in Botany De-
sire to become a Teacher-- Acquisition of the Syriac Lan-
guage- Sharing in Domestic COires Attending the Nes-
torian Female Seminary Desire for a School Notes to
Miss Harris, and one from Miss H. A bereaved School -
Anticipation of attending Mount Holyoke Seminary Her
first Note Riding on a Saddle, 33



Ease and Maturity of her Style NXote from M]rs. Coan -
Notes to Mrs. Coan The Gawar .Station Her Last
Note, 49



Intercourse with the Children and Families of the Mission -
Visits from Europearn Gentlemen and Travellers Cheva-
lier Khanikoff- The English and Russian Commissioners
for settling the Boundary-- Missionary Visitors Letter
from Anna Sandreczki Judith's Reply Her Affection for
absent Relatives and F friends Her Gratitude for Tokens
of Remembrance -*- Reminiscences of her by Mr. Rhea, 65



Notes addressed to her on her Birthdays-- Notes from. M-
Rthea to the Children of the Mission- Her Sabbath School
-Committing Hymns --Juvenile Missionary Concert -
Desire to become a Missionary Interest and efforts in the
Missionary Work -Nest~rian Female Seminary --Interest
in her departed Brothers and Sisters "The Infant's Call"
--Love for the Saviour -- The last Night of her last Year
---Her last Pencillings, 7


Her size and appearance at that time -- Objects of the Journey
-- Her desire to undertake it First Stage -- Stop at Ga-
alan Her appearance there Night passed at Khoy -
Attacked of Cholera The last hour's Ride --Sickness---
Inhospitality of the Mohammedan Villagers-- Her Calm-
ness, 98


Medicines ineffectual- Looking to Christ View of the Sav-
iour Her composure Request to be buried by her Sister
Henry's Distress Clearness and activity of her Mind -
Collapse Spasms Dreary aspect around Her Submis-
sion and Resignation Affection for her Parents Her
Prayer Recollection of her little Tree Symptoms of
wandering Request to hear passages of Scripture and
Hymns repeated Restlessness Recognition of Henry-
Peaceful exit, 110



Henry's Remarks -Recollection of Dr. and Mrs. Grant-
Preparing the Corpse for the return- Parley with the Mu-
leteer--Leaving the Village Meeting the Russian Com-
missioner- Reminiscences of Judith on the Road--Her
remark to Henry, the Sabbath Evening before her Death -
Note from her Father to his Associates Reaching Gava-
lan Arrival of the intelligence of her Sickness and Death
at Seir Funeral Services- Sorrow of the Nestorians -
Hymn at the Grave, 122


Dependence of the Parents and Henry on Judith Grateful
Sympathy The last Hymn she committed to Memory -
Henry's Dream Judith's Intelligence and Maturity-
The silent Seraphine -Bereavement' felt by the Children
and Families of the Mission Caty Cochran's Remark -
Sound of the Seraphine revived, .. 13


Notes from Missionary Associates of Judith's Parents Notes
from English Gentlemen -From Col. Williams From
the M1essrs. Stevehs From Mr. Rassam Note from Mr.
R3hea, of Gawar- Note from a Nestorian Deacon- A 2Neg-
torian namesake of Judith Recollections of her death
grateful Sympathy of the Mohammedans --Of Prince
Male k KRaem Meerra and others, 141





Notes from Members of other Missions- From Mr. and. Mrs.
Peabody, Erzroom From Mr. Powers, Trebizond From
Mr. and Mrs. Dwight- From Mr. Schauffler--From Mr.
Hamlin From Mr. Benjamin From Mr. Calhoun, of
Syria-PFrom Mr. Schneider, of Aintab -From Mr. Wil-
liams, Mosul Remains of Nineveh The Communion
of Saints" illustrated in Missionary Sympathy, 158


Reminiscences of Judith by a Nestorian Girl Note from
Mr. Stoddard, written near the place of Judith's Death--
Letter from Mr. Stoddard to Dr. Anderson Second Note
from Mr. Stevens- Note from Mrs. Crane on her arrival at
Oroomiah- Note and Stanzas from Mrs. Breath- Con-
cluding Remarks Poetry by Dr. Bethune, 185




JUDITH GRANT PERKINS, the subject of this me-
moir, was a very lovely Persian flower. She was
the daughter and fourth child of Rev. J. Perkins,
D.D., and Mrs. C. B. Perkins, the first missionaries
to the INestorian Christians, and was born at Oroo-
miah, Persia, August 8th, 1840. She united in her
name the name of her revered paternal grandmother
and that of Mrs. Grant, of precious memory, who
died at Oroomiah one year and a half before her
About four years before her death, a plate from
that grandmother's coffin was sent to her missionary
son in Persia, bearing this inscription, --- "Judith
Perkins, died January 5th, 1848, aged 78; and un-
der it were three beautiful stanzas from the sweet
and gifted pen of Mrs. Sigourney, in her handwrit-
ing, and with her signature; also a lock of the de-
parted pilgrim's hair. These tenderly interesting
mementos were sent in a neat frame, which was


hung in the parlor of little Judith's home, where it
still hangs, and where her eye often rested fondly
and thoughtfully upon it.
As a passing notice of that very excellent grand-
mother, and introductory to the record of the child
who bore her name and shared her affection, we
here introduce those three stanzas just as they were

"'The pilgrim's path was long and lone,
And snows were o'er her temples strown,
Yet still, with courage, firm and high,
And meekness in her heaven-raised eye,
Her course she kept, unmarked by fear,
The thought of home, her soul to cheer,
That promised home, among the blest,
Where all the weary-hearted rest.
Though seeds of hallow'd love were sown,
Along the pathway now so lone,
And tendrils from their roots had sprung,
That closely round her bosom clung,
Content to break those cherished ties,
And listening for the call to rise,
She oft inquired with prayerful sigh,
'How far from home, 0 Lord, am I ?
Life's last faint steps were travel-wore,
And pangs of sharp disease she bore,
For night and day, with tyrant chain,
The spoiler made each breath a pain;
But on the sky, as earth withdrew,
Her home's fair turrets brighter grew,
While faith the lingering strife sustained,
Until its glorious gate she gained."


Little Judith was the only tendril from Persian
soil which that grandparent was ever permitted to
behold on earth. Several others in that far-off land
had been nipped in the bud by the chills of death, and
transplanted to the celestial paradise. But with the
most yearning tenderness did the aged saint often
embrace this one, as if in the concentration of her
love for them all, during a short portion of the little
stranger's sojourn in America; and most devoutly did
she often implore for that tenderly beloved grandchild
the blessings of a covenant-keeping God.
We have called Judith a very lovely Persian
flower. She was such, emphatically, throughout her
short life. The kind missionary sister,* who first
dressed the infant, struck with her peculiar loveliness
and sweet quiet, with a fond kiss, said at that time,
"She means that we shall all love her; a remark as
prophetic of her subsequent life and character, as it
was descriptive of her appearance on the day of her
She was a remarkably quiet child during the period
of her infancy; yet happy, active, and playful, to an
extent equally remarkable, greatly interesting, all who
saw her, whether of the members and families of the
mission, or of the Nestorians.
Little Judith had not completed one year of her
life, when the seriously impaired health of her moth-
er compelled her parents to leave their home and
their work, and seek a change, by a visit to America.

* Mrs. J. Stocking.


Brief records of the infant's journey and voyage are
found in the volume, published by her father, during.
that visit, entitled A Residence of Eight Years in
Persia." Of the land journey, he says,'" there was
a humble individual in our travelling company, whom
I have not yet formally introduced, and to whom, as
well as to the reader, I perhaps owe an apology.
Little Judith, our only surviving child, was eleven
months old when we left Oroomiah. She rode in a
pannier, or deep basket, suspended by the side of a
horse, and balanced by one of a similar form and
dimensions on the opposite side. In the latter, we
carried a few light articles, which we needed during
our ride, and which were thus readily accessible.
No 'additional horse was required for the infant, as
our servant rode upon the same to keep the baskets
adjusted to the pack-saddle. The one in which the
child rode was partially lined with a wool cushion,
and had a seat of the same fixed near the bottom,
with a stick across in front to confine her in her
place, while it allowed her to recline sufficiently to
sleep. She sometimes remonstrated against being
taken from her warm bed, early in the morning, and
shut up in her moving prison; but she would soon
become quiet, and usually fall asleep, as we moved
on, being lulled by the gentle motion of the horse
and the music of-the bells; or, if these did not suf-
fice, by the shrill lullaby of the kind Nestorian ser-
vant. In a few instances the horse fell, with his pre-
cious charge half under him; but, providentially, the


child was unharmed and unfrightened, and with the
rest of us safely survived the journey, though per-
formed amid the famine, pestilence, and sword."*
This extract sufficiently illustrates the manner in
which the infant traveller performed the journey of
between six and seven hundred miles, over the rug-
ged and sublime mountains of ancient Pontus and
Armenia. Wherever her parents met friends, few
and far between, on that long and lonely journey,
their infant daughter was an object of attention and
admiration. A gentleman t at Erzroom, who had
kindly entertained those missionaries a few weeks on
their first adventurous journey to Persia many years
before, when he was the only civilized resident in
that remote Turkish town, now met the mother" for
the first time after that acquaintance; and at the
sight of her, so changed from the bloom of youth and-
health, to the wan, emaciated appearance of a feeble in-
valid, his mind suddenly filled with the recollection of
her manifold sicknesses, suffering, and bereavements,
during the intervening period, which deeply affected
him; yet at that tender moment, as his eye rested on
her infant, he could not help remarking, you have a
very fine child there." And the solitary missionary
sister, then residing at Erzroom, in the fulness of
her joy in welcoming the parents, on their arrival, in
,like manner could not. suppress the exclamation, as.
little Judith met her gaze, Why! have all the chil-

Residence of Eight Years in Persia, page 477.
t P. Zohrab, Esq. Mrs. Jackson.

. .


dren you have lost been as lovely and interesting aa
this one?" Such expressions were painfully inter-
esting to her parents, raising in their minds theap-
prehension that the lovely flower might soon be
transplanted, as all their other children had been, to
a more congenial clime.
The record of little Judith's voyage to America is
thus given in the Residence of Eight Years in
Persia," from which we have above quoted the notice
of her land journey. While this change from the
tedium and perils of our long voyage to the freedom
of the shore, the greeting of friends after our long
absence, and the tender delights of reaching America,
were grateful to us beyond description, I must except
one of our number. Judith, who was thirteen months
old when we left Smyrna, earned an eulogium on the
ocean as well as on the land, having thrived wonder-
fully during the whole of our long, rough passage,
[of one hundred and nine days,] and seeming to
enjoy life at sea far more than anywhere else. She
began to walk the day we embarked, and soon be-
came able to run about the deck with a nimbleness
that put to blush her fellow passengers, and almost
vied with the practised sailors; and she became so
fond of the deck, that we found it extremely difficult
to quiet her in the cabin during her waking hours,
and were obliged to allow her a free range above,
even when the vessel was lying to in gales, if it did
iiot actually storm. Without any milk on the pas-
sage, and living only on ordinary passengers' fare,


she grew rapidly, and was contented and happy
to the last, to an extent that astonished all on
board." *
It may be added that the infant was weaned with-
out milk, and with the least conceivable trouble,
during the early part of the passage. Her ceaseless
activity and playfulness soon won the heart of the
kind and social captain,t who made her his little
companion much of the time. In his plain,. sailor
style, he one day said, playfully, to the parents, Judy
ought to be a boy, and then she would rough it to
some purpose, and traverse the whole world."
The sudden transfer, on reaching New Yprk, from
the long and irksome imprisonment on shipboard to
an elegant parlor of a hotel, so welcome to the
parents, was at last pathetically deplored by the
infant voyager, who, taking her stand in the centre
of the room, and surveying in turn each strange and
imposing object around her, at length met her own
little form in the great mirror, and burst into audible
But little Judith soon found too many kind friends
in America, even among strangers, to allow her long
to pine for sea life. It would detain us too long to
attempt to mention all or a tithe of the acquaintances
which she soon made, or the attachments she soon
formed among those she had never before seen; or
to recount the tender kindness which she, as well as
Residence of Eight Years in Persia, page 491.
-t Captain Haven, of Philadelphia.


her parents, experienced at their hands. She soon
won a large place in the hearts of all her relatives
who saw her, the survivors among whom, we doubt
not, bitterly wept when the tidings of her early death
reached them.
She spent most of the time, during her thirteen
months' sojourn in Aiherica, in company with her
mother, with her maternal grandparents, in MSiddle-
bury, Vermont. To those grandparents she be-
came very tenderly attached; and of her grandpapa,
in particular, the late excellent Dr. William Bass,
who found more time than other members of the
family to caress and play with her, she seemed ever
to retain a remembrance, though but two and a half
years old when she left him. Often riding on his
shoulder to the cupboard, to take a piece of sugar
from the bowl with her own tiny fingers, was one of
the incidents which she ever afterward associated
with him. That fond grandpapa must also have
little Judith sit by his side, on her low cricket, while
the Bible was read at family worship, and kneel by
him, when he carried the family fervently and
devoutly to the throne of grace. Often did his
speaking eye glance upon the little one, as she thus
sat by his side, and most earnestly did he commend
her to Israel's Shepherd, at the mercy seat. Her
serious, attentive demeanor, at worship, even then,
deeply interested and impressed him, and sometimes
prompted from him a remark in regard to it. Her
father once replied to such a remark, I am very


glad, sir, that you find so much-to interest you in our
little daughter." Oh, I think, she is a remarkable
child," rejoined the venerable man, his voice choking,
and the tears trickling down his cheeks. "4 Children's
children are the crown of old men; and the glory of
children are their fathers."



IT -was with tenderest fondness and many tears
that her numerous relatives and other friends pressed
little Judith, for the last time, to their bosoms, and
gave her the last kiss, on the eve of her return to
Persia. Those parting scenes made a strong impres-
sion on the little one. But the inquiry had some-
times come from Persia, during that year, to her
parents, from their beloved associates in the field,
" When shall we see little Judith's sweet face again ?"
She had also been told of a playmate, about her own
age, far beyond the ocean, who longed to welcome
her to her Eastern birthplace ; and her little heart
thus became interested and set on going to that dis-
tant home. To the oft repeated inquiry, both in
America and on the way, Where are you going,
Judith?" she accordingly replied, I am going to
Persia, to see Waller Holladay." It was with pleas-
ure, therefore, and without one painful regret, that
-she now parted with friends in the land of her kin-
Her appearance was peculiarly interesting when
she reembarked. It is thus touchingly described by


Miss Fisk, in writing to a kind friend of Judith,
soon after her death. God has taken from us one
who first met my eye having her little hand held by
yours, and being blessed by your kind heart. This
was more than nine years ago, and when a frail bark
was about to be loosed from its moorings, and to bear
a lonely band of missionaries to far-off Persia. The
little one you so fondly pressed to your bosom on that
dreary March day had nt~then seen three summer's
-suns. The first short year of her life was passed be-
neath Persia's lovely skies; aind then she was borne
to our fatherland, to bloom there for a short time,
and to win the love of grandparents, uncles, aunts;
and cousins, and hundreds more. But when you
gave her that fond parting blessing, her young heart
was turned to her eastern home; and I remember
with what delight she pointed you to the land where
her earliest playmate dwelt, and said she would soon
be there. Not the mother, with restored health, nor
the father, with his faithful message to the churches
given, now returning to their loved, chosen home,
nor we who for the first time turned our faces to this
fair land, were more happy to feel that the winds and
the waves were bearing us on their way, than was
this little one, whose voyage of life is now ended."
Little Judith contributed much to the life and en-
joyment of each passing day among all on board,
during the monotony of the voyage to Smyrna. The

* Mrs. William Reed, of Marblehead, Mass.



large- company embraced, besides her parents, Mr.
and Mrs. Stoddard, Mr. and Mrs. E. E. Bliss, (of
Trebizond,) Miss Myers, (now Mrs. Wright,) Miss
Fisk, and Mar Yohannan. -She was now interested
in almost every thing that interested the missionary
passengers. If they, at the hour of sunset, or any
other time, looked abroad upon the face of the mighty
deep, musing in silence on its vastness the apt em-
blem of eternity or in social relaxation watched
near their vessel for fishes, she too must be lifted
up for the same purpose, and never tired of the em-
SWhen they, to pass usefully the hours of the day,
read together in the cabin or on deck, she must be
with them, if not to listen to the reading, at least to
scan the pictures in some of the books thus read.
Her particular favorite was Hitchcock's Geology,
which was one of the books read in course by the
party, and to which she became so much attached,
that she was at length inclined to appropriate it as
her book, hardly being able to loan it to others long
enough for the hour's daily reading. It is of course
not wonderful for a child to admire pictures; but the
attachment of little Judith to that book was very pe-
euliar and striking to those who observed it; and the
names and forms of some of the minerals described
in it, becoming thus familiar to her, made so strong
an impression on her mind, that collecting stones,
about her home, for her papa's cabinet, on reaching
Persia, was one of her earliest and most agreeable



pastimes. Often did she enter his study with her lit-
tle apron stored with pebbles, and with the inquiry,
" Papa, are not these nice stones ? "
So also, when the missionaries raised the spy-glass,
to view the distant passing ship, or survey the strange
shores which they approached, she too must ever take
her turn, in looking at the same objects. And not
the smiling Azore islands the first outlines of sable
Africa, or Old Spain- the towering rock of Gibral-
tar, or its sister pillar of Hercules- the smoke of
burning Etna -nor a single cape or island of clas-
sic Greece, was oftener or more eagerly, (though of
course more- intelligently), gazed upon by them, than
by this infant voyager.
On reaching Smyrna, as the anchor struck the
bottom of the harbor, Judith, still only a little more
than two and a half years old, leaped up from the
deck and clapped her little hands, so lively was her
sympathy with her parents and the other missionary
passengers, in their joy that they had reached Asia,
and so fully alive was she, to -whatever interested
She slept with Miss Fisk during the voyage. This
kind friend took particular care of Judith, in the fee-
ble health of her mother, both on the ocean and on the
land journey; and how little burdensome or irksome
to her was the charge, may be inferred from her
statement, that the child waked her but in one in-
stance during the whole rough passage. In this
early acquaintance with Miss Fisk, Judith contracted



an attachment and regard for her, which she ever af-
terward ardently cherished, and which exerted much
influence on her character. A trifling incident which
then occurred, will illustrate the strength of that at-
tachment, as well as the grateful disposition of the
child. Observing a small mole on Miss Fisk's face,
in her strong desire to be like aunt Fidelia" in all
things, she requested, and repeatedly importuned, that
a spot," as she called it, might be made on her own
face, and tried various little expedients to produce one
We may not linger at the different mission stations
on the way, and enter with little Judith into the joys
of the new acquaintances, which she made at each
stopping place, or the reminiscences cherished of her
there; but mlut hasten onward to her Persian home.
The swift steamer bore the missionary band more
quickly than the wings of the wind from Smyrna
to Constantinople. And the matchless splendors of
the great city of Constantine, as viewed in approach-
ing it from the sea of Marmora and on entering the
spacious harbor its lofty minarets massive and
shining mosques gilded palaces and innumerable
other imposing objects, found so interested an admirer
in Judith, who pronounced them all churches, that not
the early hour, nor the inclement air of the bleak
morning of their arrival, could confine her in the
cabin, after the passengers began to sally forth, at
early.dawn, for observation.
On board another swift steamer, after a stay of



three weeks at the Turkish capital, the missionary
party glided up the smiling Bosphorus, and over the
frowning Euxine, to Trebizond, where the little trav-
eller's pannier, or deep basket, had found a safe keep-
ing during her visit to America, with the good mis-
sionary then residing there, Mr. Johnston; and there
she resumed her seat in it, for the long land journey.
She was by no means an uninterested observer on
the land, as the missionary pilgrims traversed the
sublime mountains, the beautiful valleys, and the vast
plains crossed the ancient river Araxes, and the
more venerable Euphrates, or encamped hard by the
base of Mount Ararat, on their way to (Persia. The
frequent and almost interminable caravans, moving in
file, with measured step and jingling bells, which they
met on the road, also afforded high entertainment for
Judith. When inclined, she would sleep as she rode,
so that, on halting, unlike the rest of the company,
dismounting from their saddles often much fatigued
at the close of a ride of thirty or forty miles, she was
never tired, and would run and play about the tent
during the remainder of the day.
Arrived, at last, at her long sought Persian home,
little Judith seemed to share fully with the rest in
the general feelings of joy and thanksgiving. Instead
of resuming their residence in the city of Oroomiah,
her birthplace, her parents now removed to the
health-retreat of the mission, on account of the still
feeble health of the mother. This health-retreat is
situated six miles south by west of the city, on a



gentle declivity of Mount Seir, at a Nestorian village
of the same name, which, in Persian, signifies mount
recreation. It is thus designated, on account of the
agreeable attractions which it presents to vast num-
bers who resort to it for that purpose, from the city
and villages below, particularly in the season of
spring. This retreat is about a thousand feet above
the city and plain; but the ascent to it is so gradual
that it is very easily and pleasantly accessible.
The air is very salubrious on this mountain de-
clivity; and a large spring of fine water, which bursts
from the ground just above the mission premises,
contributes to the healthfulness of that residence
hardly less than the pure air itself. Magnificent
views of splendid natural scenery stretch from it to
the distance of fifty, seventy, and a hundred or more
miles, in all directions, except on the west, where the
beautiful grassy Mount Seir, an isolated spur of the
lofty Koordish ranges farther back, towers majestic-
ally, yet very gracefully, about two thousand feet still
above the mission premises, and three thousand above
the level of the plain.
At this delightful health-residence, the department
of translation and other labors in preparing matter
fpr the press of the mission is principally conducted
by Judith's father, though the printing itself is done
in the city, under the supervision of 1Mr. Breath.
Here, too, the Nestorian male seminary is situated,
which. is under the care of Messrs. Stoddard and
Cochran, who also reside at Seir. And hither the



families of the mission, living in the city, often resort
temporarily, especially in the heat and sickliness of
summer, for the preservation of their health, or its
restoration when impaired. This was Judith' s Per-
sian home.
Being the tallest and the eldest but one, at the
time of her return to Persia, of the juvenile band in
the mission, she immediately led the van in their
play.- She soon ardently loved all those children,
and her affection was ever warmly reciprocated. by
them. As she grew older, she would exercise an
almost maternal care over the smaller ones, treating
them with the utmost tenderness, and seeming to feel
that they were her peculiar charge. She was always
delighted with the privilege of assisting their mammas,
in taking care of them at their homes, anid her ability,
as well as her readiness to do this, was seldom equalled
in one of her years.
Her attachment to the missionary children was
enduring as well as ardent. Her grief was almost
inconsolable, when, several years after her return to
Persia, she heard of the death of the first Mrs. Stod-
dard, who died of cholera, at Trebizond, in 1848, not
only in her deep sense of the loss sustained by all the
mission in the removal of that estimable friend, but
because, as she said, she should never again see
little Harriet and Sarah." She lived to welcome
Harriet back to Oroomiah, with a joy long and fondly
anticipated, and stronger than can well be conceived;
but by an inscrutable providence, as we shall at



length -see, she was never more permitted to greet
little Sarah, (whom she had known only as an infant,)
though in the most lively expectation of enjoying that
pleasure in the course of a very few days, being on
her way to meet her when she died.



JUDITH commenced learning the alphabet with her
loved grandpapa in America, who, it hardly need be
stated, took great delight in teaching her, as she would
run to him with the separate letters on small cards,
when called for by name.
During the first year after her return to Persia,
Miss Myers, (now Mrs. Wright,) resided with her
parents, .and the little one slept with her. Her
affectionate heart soon clung fondly to that kind
friend, who assisted her mamma in teaching her in
beginning to read and spell. Her aptness in imitat-
ing, and her strong desire to emulate those whom she
loved, appeared often in this connection, in her care
to sleep straight, that she might be as tall as aunt
Kate." And it is perhaps not too much to suppose,
that something of the remarkably erect and graceful
form which marked her growth, may be owing to her
childish efforts, at that time, to attain the height of
one whom she so much admired.
At an early period Judith became exceedingly
interested in listening to Scripture narratives, and
equally so in reading the Bible, when she became


able herself to read. There being no school for the
children of the mission, her education naturally
devolved on her mamma, who faithfully instructed
her in her various studies and especially in the Holy
Scriptures, in which employment both daughter and
mother found unspeakable* pleasure. The Bible was
a book of absorbing interest to her, and- she seldom
tired of studying it.
She early manifested much tender religious inter-
est, in connection with the study of the Scriptures.
She has been known to weep, long and convulsively,
in reading the narrative of Christ's betrayal and
crucifixion, and she could hardly be quieted on such
Judith was more or less interested-in some in-
stances very deeply so -- in each successive revival
among the Nestorians, the first of which occurred
when she was only six years old. And her interest
was much increased, in one case by the death of a
little brother, and in another case by the death of a
little sister, which occurred in seasons of revival.
Two of her notes to her kind friend, Miss Fisk,
written when she was eight years old, and among her
earliest attempts at correspondence, are here intro-
duced, as referring to the death of that little sister.
Thursday, Jan. 25th, 1849.
SMYY DEAR MISS FISK, The Lord has indeed
come very near to us, in taking our darling sister.
We all loved her very much; but the Lord has seen
iftiest to take her to himself.



", Please give my mother's love, and my own to
Mrs. Stocking, and Miss Rice, and the children.
Your affectionate friend,

MY DEAR MIISs FISK,--You asked me to write
you again, and so I now write. I was very glad to
receive your kind note of Saturday evening. It is
true that I loved sister Fidelia most dearly, but I
hope that I did not love her too much. You in-
quired, if I love the Saviour, and hate sin. I' hope
I do; but we ought not to have false hopes about
such things as these.
My dear mother, and brother Henry Martyn, and
myself, all send love to Mrs. Stocking, Miss Rice
and the children.
"Your affectionate friend,

To this last note, Judith's mother added the follow-
ing postscript:
DMY DEAR MISS FISK, Judith wishes mamma
to add a postscript to the note, which she has written
you to-day. Poor Judith; she seems to be in deep
waters about her soul.. She says, Oh, how I w i I
bould sev Miss Fisk, to-night! I tell her, th- work
must be with her and God -alone; that sh~l must.
repent of all her sins and give herself to the. Saviou.i
She seems much cast. down, and -s, I ttlpk, under
strong conviction Of sin. Youi will all rmememl : this


dear child in your prayers. I hope she may now
seek in earnest the salvation of her soul.
Yours truly,
"C. B. P."

Judith often prayed with the pious old Nestorian
nurse, who lived in the family, and with other Nesto-
rian females, with deep fervor, particularly in seasons
of revival; and she was frequently found instructing
and exhorting them on the subject-of their salvation.
She was from infancy a prayerful child, though much
more so in seasons of special religious interest than
at other times. Writing to a missionary sister, in
regard to another one who was dangerously ill, when
the child was three and a half years old, her mother
says, "little Judith prays to God, every day, with
her mamma, that He would make dear aunt Stod-
dard well again, and that little Harriet may not be
left without any mamma to take care of her.' She
was accustomed, from early childhood, to lead in
prayer by her mother's side, every morning and
evening. Though she was ordinarily- one of the most
lively and playful of children, there was still always
a deep religious vein in her feelings, which increased
with her age. For several years, she often took her
little brother, Henry Martyn, away to pray with her,
and other children of the mission occasionally, as
she had opportunity. Soon after her death, Henry
one day artlessly said, Judith often used to tell me
about Jesus Christ's dying on the cross for sinners,



and try to make me understand it, when I was a.very
little boy."
Judith's eagerness for knowledge, from her earliest
childhood, was remarkable. Though the Bible was
unspeakably interesting to her, and the book of books
in her estimation, it was by no means the only book
which she early loved to read. No penalty was so
severe to her as to be required, for any reason, to ab-
stain from reading. And probably few children of
her years have read so many books, or retain so much
of what they read, as this missionary child. She not
only devoured all the small books, as Peep of Day,"
" Line upon Line," etc., and juvenile biographies, as
" Nathan Dickerman;" Mary Lothrop," and scores
of others, that she could find, but she would also
eagerly grapple with large books, as the two quarto
volumes of the History. of Missions, by Choules -
Bingham's Sandwich Islands, Layard's Nineveh and
its Remains, Lynch's Expedition to the Jordan and
the Dead Sea, and many others of similar size, when
she was only nine or ten years old. A member of
the mission had the impression that she read Mr.
Bingham's volume of more than six hundred large
octavo pages reading it only as a pastime in
twelve or fifteen days. He then questioned her in
regard to it, and found her familiar with its contents.
Her parents remarked, at the time, that their es-
teemed friend's book could not have had more hearty
admirers in America, than it had in little Judith.
Most of the numerous periodicals, sent to the sta-



tion, found in her, for several years before her death,
as constant and interested a reader, as in any adult
member of the mission. With the patriotism and
eloquence of Kossuth the fugitive slave law the
usurpation of the Prince President," and other pass-
ing topics of the day, she was as familiar as most of
her seniors.
Her memory was so retentive, that she seldom for-
got what she read. She could quote the Bible with
great fluency and correctness, and readily give an
outline of other books, which she had perused. She
had thus always an appropriate anecdote, or illustra-
tion, from her reading, for almost every subject intro-
duced at table or elsewhere.
Growing up in the venerable land of the Medes
and Persians," whose customs, like their ancient laws,
" change not," and where almost every incident, and
indeed almost the entire routine of every day life, is
a fresh and luminous exposition of the Bible, she
early contracted the habit of minutely observing
these vivid illustrations of Scripture scenes and allu-
sions, and took great pleasure in tracing them out,
even in her play. A short time before her death, for
instance, at a moment of recreation with a playmate,
she placed a small stone upon another, and seated on
either-side, they turned it in the manner of ". two
women grinding" at the oriental hand mill. A lady
who had just joined the mission, happening to observe
them, and Judith thinking that she did not compre-
hend the play, instantly said, in explanation, two



women shall be grinding at the mill; the one shall be
taken and the other left." The incident saddened
the missionary sister at the time, naturally suggest-
ing, that one of the two dear children might ere long
"be taken," an apprehension very soon to be sorrow-
fully realized.
While Judith's general interest in reading, and in
the acquisition of knowledge, was such as we have
stated, there were particular books which she read,
that made a peculiarly deep and lasting, impression
on her mind and heart. One such book was the Me-
moir of Mary Lothrop, which her mother read to her
before she could herself read, though she'must stand.
at her elbow, hold the book with one hand, and point
to the line with a finger of the other.
Another book which very deeply and more perma-
nently affected her, was the Memoir of Margaret
Davidson, which she read with her mother when
about nine years old. As some of the readers of
this biography may not be familiar with that memoir,
and as it made so strong and enduring an impression
on Judith, we here introduce a brief notice of the
subject of it, from the graphic and truthful pen of the
lamented Prof. B. B. Edwards, D. D. On the 25th
November, 1838, a young lady died at Ballstown, in
the State of New York, in the sixteenth year of her
age. She seemed hardly to be a creature of earth,
but to have wandered here by accident, from some
more blessed region than ours. There were about
her a grace, a strange purity a sunny brightness



- which were not so much genius, as mind in its
freed state. We have never heard or read of one of
human mould, who was more perfectly divested of
the grossness which appertains to our condition here.
Yet she possessed all the innocent feelings of human-
ity. Never did one pass a blither childhood. She
had not a particle of that acid melancholy which is
sometimes allied to genius.
The first sentence which breaks from the lips of
the unreflecting reader, on rising from the contempla-
tion of her brief career, is, that such a gift is not to
be coveted. We should shrink from having aught to
do with one so ethereal. We look with fear and
trembling on a flower which shows its delicate petal
in February. Give us the hardy plant that can en-
dure the early frost and summer heat. Intrust us
with the intellect which has some alliance with earth,
some fitness to its stern necessities.
"Others in perusing this volume [the memoir of
Marargaret], will give us a homily on the imprudence
of parents and teachers. Her premature death, they
say, is a warning which should not be neglected.- It
shows the imminent hazard of stimulating the sus-
ceptible faculties to an intemperate and fatal growth.

SBut we are glad she lived thus long,
And glad that she has gone to rest.'

Her course was ordered in perfect wisdom. May
she not have done that which the longest career of
usefulness, as it is commonly termed, fails to do?



May she not have had a sublimer errand than others
have ? May not her brief sojourn throw some light
on the mystery of our nature? We gain a vivid
idea of a human soul. The thick veil is for a mo-
ment lifted up. She had the light and airy move-
ment of a winged spirit. We seem to be gazing on
-the delicate structure of a seraph; and yet she had
the yearning sympathy of a child of earth." *
It is not- strange that the memoir of such a young
lady, by the pen of Washington Irving, from mate-
rials furnished by the gifted mother, should have
taken a strong hold on the interest and feelings of
one possessing the mind and temperament of little
Judith. We would not compare the east or compass
of her intellect with that of the soaring, ethereal
Margaret Davidson; but it was fully competent to
feel the transcendent power and charms of the char-
acter of that rare mortal, even through the medium
of a memoir. Particularly did Judith's sympathies
flow forth with hers, in her ardent admiration of the
beauties and sublimities of nature. This missionary
child was eminently a child of nature, which appeared
in her every motion. If she walked abroad, over
the hills around her home she must always run and
leap, in unison with the sporting lambs, or gurgling
cascades. She must dip and drink water right from
the sparkling fourrt of the crystal spring; bathe her
head in the cool stream t-elow, and spatter" briskly

Address delivered at the fourth anniversary of the Mount
Holyoke Female Seminary, July 29th, 1841.



there with her playmates. She passionately loved to
bask in the genial sun, and inhale the pure fresh air,
under theopen sky, unencumbered by veil, hood, or
bonnet. This general love of nature, which was
strongly innate in her, was very perceptibly quickened
by the perusal of that memoir.
From that time, the starry heavens, so bright and
glorious in Persia, presented new attractions to Ju-
dith. In this land of ancient star-gazers," and
from the clearness of its atmosphere, of all others
naturally the most favorable to the cultivation of the
sublime science of astronomy, and where a member *
of the Nestorian mission has solved the long dis-
puted problem of Jupiter's moons being visible to
the naked eye, she often lingered on the flat roof of
her home, sometimes alone, and sometimes with her
mother or little brother, till the last glimmering of
twilight had long disappeared, fondly surveying the
hosts of heaven," many of which she could call by
name; her thoughts most vividly associating with
them the majesty and glory of their great creator.
And the vast panorama of beauty, grandeur, and
sublimity of the'terrestrial scenery, that always met
her eye, from her mountain home, the city directly
below the great plain beyond, and on either hand,
dotted with almost.countless verdant and smiling vil-
lages and the placid lake, bounding the plain, and
like an extended mirror, reflecting the effulgence of

* Rev. David T. Stoddard.



the brilliant Persian sun and, farther still, the
towering ranges of mountains, rising in the blue dis-
tance and blending with the sky, this whole scene,
rarely surpassed or equalled in the wide world, now
possessed new charms in her view, and she daily
gazed on it with unutterable emotions of enjoyment.
From this time, too, she listened with new interest
to the fowls of heaven," which sing among the
branches." In this Eastern land, where all nature is
peculiarly instinct with life, and almost every depart-
ment of it presents a strikingly luxuriant develop-
ment, the birds are remarkable for the richness and
beauty of their plumage, and the fulness and sweet-
ness of their notes. A few species of these winged
songsters congregate regularly, in immense numbers,
at early morn and at twilight, in the clusters of trees
around Judith's home, and most melodiously warble
forth their choral matins and vespers, besides more
irregular chants at all hours of the day. In her they
ever found an enraptured listener and admirer, but
particularly after her perusal of the memoir in ques-
And from this time, also, her love of flowers, which
had always been quite strong, was greatly increased.
Her little flower-garden was now more carefully cul-
tivated; and the whole mountain around her home
- itself in spring like one immense flower-garden,
smiling in bright colors and redolent with sweet fra-
grance, where a thousand hives of bees annually revel
and amass their luscious stores now presented new



charms, and more strongly than ever tempted her
forth in frequent rambles, for specimens to press for
preservation. About this time, she prepared a col-
lection of pressed flowers and sent them to a cousin
in America.
Another immediate effect of. her reading that me-
moir, was a quickened taste and relish for poetry, -
the portions of Margaret's poetry contained in the
memoir having deeply interested her. Mrs. Sigour-
ney, who had sent several small volumes of her writ-
ings to Judith and her" parents, now became her
favorite author. She read and re-read those books
with her mother, as also other poetry, with most
engrossing and ever increasing interest.
One of the last books which Judith read in course
and read aloud to her mother was ~fncle
Tom's Cabin," kindly sent to her father by a friend
in America one of the gentlemanly publishers a
short time before her death. It is certainly not
strange that the whole of that wonderful book broke
up the deep fountains of her feeling soul. But little
-Eva was the character in it which most deeply inter-
ested Judith. Indeed, her heart seemed like melted
wax while reading that thrilling sketch, and to re-
ceive from it, as from a seal, a full and perfect im-
pression. She longed to be like Eva, and to be with
her.. And as Providence ordered, it would almost
seem, that that seraphic character- was presented to
her, just at that time, as a beckoning angel, to invite
her to her celestial home. The congeniality of Ju-


dith's spirit and character with Eva's, was more than
imaginary, and obvious to the general observer. Mr.
Stevens, British consul in Persia, while reading
"U ncle Tom's Cabin," lent to him by Judith's father
a short time after her death and, in his own lan-
guage, reading it with greater interest and more
pain than he ever read any other book remarked
as follows : A wonderfully interesting character is
that Evangelina. There was a great deal in her
that strongly reminds me of poor Judith."
The perusal of that affecting sketch exerted a
very salutary influence on Judith's mind, in turning
her thoughts vividly toward the subject of death
and heaven, as presented in Eva's history. And of
all the myriads who have wept over that sketch, few
probably have more fully sympathized with the spirit
of the following admired stanzas by Whittier, than
could the youthful subject of this memoir.

Dry tears for holy Eva;
With the blessed angels leave her.
Of the form so sweet and fair,
Give to earth the tender care.
For the golden locks of Eva,
Let the sunny south land give her
Flower pillow of repose,
Orange bloom and budding rose.

All is light and peace with Eva;
There the darkness cometh never;
Tears are wiped and fetters fall,
And the Lord is all in all.


Weep no more for happy Eva;
Wrong and sin no more shall grieve her;
Care and pain and weariness
Lost in love so measureless.

Gentle Eva loving Eva -
Child confessor true believer;
Listener at the Saviour's knee.
SSuffer such to come to me.'
Oh for faith like thine, sweet Eva ;
Lighting all the solemn river,
And the blessing of the poor,
Wafting to the heavenly shore. "



SJuDITH's education, it should be borne in mind,
was conducted by her mother almost entirely alone,
without any of the incitements of the schoolroom and
classmates, to awaken and sustain an interest in her
studies. Few indeed are the children who would
have progressed as she did in such. circumstances.
She was kindly taught, a few weeks, with other chil-
dren of the mission, by Misses Fisk and Rice, in con-
nection with the Nestorian girls of their seminary;
and a few weeks more, in two instances, by Mrs.
Coan. With these exceptions, she was instructed
solitarily by her mamma, until two months before her
death. Yet she was never listless in learning or re-
citing her lessons ; but ever engaged in them with
an interest, enthusiasm, and success, which often alike
surprised and chided her teacher, who, while the task
of instructing her was a very delightful one, was
sometimes so much occupied with domestic cares,
that she found it difficult to redeem the time which
her beloved pupil required and richly deserved.
Judith's aptness and capability in study were
equally conspicuous in other things. 'When she was


ten years old, her father received a seraphine, which
was sent to him as a present, by a kind friend in
America, to be kept and used in his family, for the
special benefit of the male seminary. At her tender
age she soon commenced using the instrument, and
with a rapidity that astonished all who witnessed her
progress, she became able, in a short time, to play
beautifully at religious worship, with fewer hours of
instruction from her early friend, Mrs. Wright, than
she was herself years old. And many evenings have
the forty pupils of the male seminary assembled, in a
large room at her homeAto sing the songs of Zion,
led on by her as by a little seraph, playing charm-
ingly on that sweet instrument. The evenings thus
spent were seasons of high enjoyment to her, not
only as a lover of music, but from the delight which
she felt in imparting gratification and improvement
to those young Nestorians, who were to become teach-
ers and preachers among their people.
The twilight of Sabbath evening, which she di-
vided between the instrument and walking on the
terrace, was her favorite season for using the sera-
phine in sacred music. In concert with her parents
and little brother, several sweet hymns were played
and sung by her at that hallowed hour. Her last
piece, on the last Sabbath evening of her life and
indeed the last piece that she ever played was the
following familiar hymn : -

* Luke Sweetser, 'Esq., of Amherst, Mass.



Jerusalem, my glorious home,
Name ever dear to me;
When shall my labors have an end,
In joy and peace in thee '

Oh, when, thou city of my God,
Shall I thy courts ascend,
Where congregations ne'er break up,
And sabbaths have no end ?

There happier bowers than Eden's bloom;
No sin nor sorrow know.
Blest seats! through rude and stormy scenes.
I onward press to you.

Why should I shrink at pain or woe ?
Or feel at death dismay ?
I've Canaan's goodly land in view,
And realms of endless day."

Those were very happy Sabbath hours to Judith,
here on earth, but were doubtless the prelude to infi-
nitely happier ones, now enjoyed by her in heaven.
*Her proficiency in learning to play on the sera-
phine, almost uninstructed, is but an illustration of her
tact and success in accomplishing almost any thing to
which she turned her attention, and in which she was
interested. During the last spring of her life Mrs.
Stoddard kindly gave her and some of her playmates
a few lessons in botany, to which she had never be-
fore attended. She eagerly engaged in this study.
It opened a new and delightful range to her thoughts,
leading her systematically into new mysteries of na-



tur- (of which, in its various departments, as we have
stated, she was a very ardent admirer), and through
nature up to nature's God. Mrs. Stoddard's lessons
were daily and minutely repeated by Judith to her
mamma, with characteristic accuracy and enthusiasm.
About a year before her death she read a little
book, entitled "Jane Hudson," which awakened in
her a desire and an ambition to become a school
teacher," or rather, quickened that desire, which had
long existed in her bosom. And she embraced the
earliest, opportunity, afterward, of a visit of Mrs.
Stocking and Her children a few days on Mount
Seir, to gather her playmates, several hours a day, in
the capacity of a school, her ideas of which she had
received from the Nestorian Female Seminary. Day
after day the children assembled and spent a few
hours in study and recitation, under Judith's tuition,
with perfect order, stillness, and propriety. On the
last day of the visit the parents were invited by her
to an examination. They attended, and were ex-
ceedingly gratified and entertained by the exhibition
of those children even to declamation by the little
boys for which they had prepared themselves the
few previous days, under the superintendence of their
juvenile teacher, between ten and eleven years old.
To the inquiry addressed to her little brother, since
her death, How did Judith keep her scholars in
such order?" he replied, "She used to tell them,
that if they were good children she would pin a cer-
tificate of their good behavior on their shoulders to
wear home."



The modern Syriac language, which Judith spoke
with much fluency, she learned to read without the
assistance of any regular teacher, and apparently
almost wholly unaided. Her desire to read "The
Rays of Light," the monthly Nestorian periodical, as
also to be able to teach Nestorian females, seemed to
be the particular motive that prompted her thus to
learn to read that language.
Her aptness and maturity were also conspicuous
in the cares of the family. In the feeble health of
her mother, she shared largely in those cares, and in
some instances they devolved on Judith for days'at
a time. In the absence of other help, a few months
before her death, she made the bread for the family,
several weeks in succession. Her success in domestic
cares and labors, was equalled only by the interest
and delight with which she engaged in them.
On this general subject, Mr. Cochran, who resides
in the same yard with Judith's parents, bears the
following testimony. Having had daily opportuni-
ties, for several years, of observing her womanly
desire to make herself useful in every sphere, and
having habitually witnessed her untiring and very
welcome offices of kindness in my own family, both
by day and by night, in times of sickness, and her
very matronly superintendence of my little children,
and fruitful devices to contribute to their amusement
and happiness, her prompt attendance in leading
them to the Sabbath school, and her invariable eager-
ness to accompany them to their home, in adjoining



apartments to her own, and to their nursery, to con-
summate the labors of her self-assumed charge, after
an evening meeting or a social interview,-I feel
that too much can hardly be said in deserved praise
of the skill of her youthful hands, or the benevolence
and kindness of her heart."
While studying in connection with the Nestorian
Female Seminary a short time, as already men-
tioned, Judith was kindly boarded by Mr. and Mrs.
Coan, of Gawar, who then resided in the city of'
Oroomiah. Mr. Coan thus speaks of her, in a letter
to her parents, after her death. We take a melan-
choly pleasure in recalling the time when Judith was
a member of our family at Oroomiah, the few weeks
she attended the school of Misses Fisk and Rice.
Although then but ten years old, she had a womanly
bearing and dignity which are not often found in
those of riper years. Her care for Henry, who took
his dinners with us, but went home at night, was
truly motherly. Her anxiety lest she should give us
trouble, and her desire to render herself useful,
showed a thoughtfulness and regard for the com-
fort of others, of which many would-be-polite know
While with us, she was very diligent in her studies,
often begging us to remain up a little longer, even-
ings, than we thought best for her.
During our short acquaintance with her at that
time, I was surprised and delighted to find her mind,
young as she was stored with so much and so varied



reading, But her improvement in mind and man-
ners, and in general intelligence, appeared very
striking in my visit to you last spring, after an ab-
sence of six months in Gawar ; and her quiet, sub-
dued, yet cheerful spirit, her apparent interest and
delight in spiritual conversation, and her tenderness
and concern for her soul, manifested in a short con-
versation I then had with her, led me to hope that
grace had begun a good work in her heart, and I
trust that her Saviour was even then sanctifying her
for himself, and preparing her for the great change
which awaited her.
But why should I dwell on the many pleasing
traits of your beloved Judith ? You know them all;
and yet I may not be deprived of the privilege of
expressing to you my condolence, and assuring you
that we too loved Judith, and with you feel her
Successful as Judith had been in prosecuting her
studies alone, under her mother's instruction, with
the brief exceptions we have mentioned, it had long
been her ardent desire to enjoy the privileges of a
school; and her young heart leaped with ecstasy in
the definite and near prospect of welcoming a teacher,
when she heard that Miss Harris had been designated
to instruct the children of the mission, in connection
with other missionary labors. The following notes,
addressed by Judith to Miss Harris while on her way
to Oroomiah, will show the interest of the child on
this subject.


"" Oroomiah, Oct. 16th, 1851.
MY DEAR MIss HARRIS, I am very happy to
have the opportunity of addressing one whom I hope
soon to call, teacher. We are all very happy to learn
that we shall so soon have a teacher. We once had a
little school, taught by Mrs. Coan, in the schoolroom
where we hope to spend so many happy hours with
you. Our present teacher is mamma.
Mamma and papa and brother Henry unite with
me in much love to you. Please accept this from
your affectionate friend,

The foregoing note reached Miss Harris at Smyrna..
The following is her reply to it and to other notes
which she received from' the children at Oroomiah.
It was written, as will be perceived, after her arrival
at Constantinople.

Constantinople, March 1st, 1852.
My dear Judith, Harriet, Lucy, Jerusha, William,
and all the children of Oroomiah, Your kind notes
of October were received a few days since. -You
can imagine the joy they gave me, after my long pas-
sage. I soon felt that I was almost acquainted with
you, and that I should soon feel at home in Oroomiah;
for I trust, that before many months, I shall be with
Until I can cross the mountains, I am to remain
in Bebek, and teach the children of the families here



They had expected me tow have been with them all
winter; but my winter has been spent upon the
ocean, and I did not arrive at Constantinople until
almost spring. But now that I am no longer to be
carried forward by wind and tide, I hope there will
be no disappointment about my reaching Oroomiah.
I am not only interested in those who are to be
my pupils, but in the account of your schoolroom,
etc. I am now teaching in quite a small room, and
for this reason not able to receive several English
scholars who wish to come. In Pera and Bebek to-
gether, there are now twenty-two missionary children;
but it is seldom that they can all be in school at the
same time. .Mrs. Hinsdale has a very pleasant
school in Pera. And before I came here, Mrs.
Shauffier taught her four boys, and Miss Lovell the
girls in Bebek.
While I remain here, I shall be happy to hear
from you; and when the snow shall have melted
from the mountains, I hope to be with you, to receive
the welcome you so kindly offer me. Till then, may
God bless you and me, and I pray you accept much
From your affectionate friend,

The following is a second note from Judith to Miss
Oroomiah, April 30th, 1852.
'MY DEAR Miss HARRIS,---I thank you very



much for your kind and welcome note. It seems as
though I could hardly realize that you are at Con-
stantinople, so near us, and that so soon we are to
have the pleasure of welcoming you to our Persian
When I last wrote you, there were but thirteen
children in the mission, besides the three.who came
here to be educated'; but now, as Dr. Wright has a
little son about three months old, John Henry, there
are fourteen, and the other three make seventeen.
Only eleven are old enough to go to school.
Mrs. Stoddard has a class in botany. We think
it a very pleasant study. There are some very pretty
flowers that grow wild here. We also have a Sab-
bath school. Mrs. Stoddard is our teacher. We
enjoy it very much. We also meet together once in
two months (as we are not able to get together of-
tener), for a missionary meeting. Mr. Breath (who
meets with the children at their missionary concert)
is treasurer. We intend to send our money to Boo-
tan, and support a missionary there.
Mamma sends her love to you. Please accept
this,-with much love,
From your affectionate young friend,

When Miss Harris approached Oroomiah, Judith's
long cherished desire to go a few days' journey and
meet her, was strongly revived, and was gratified by
the kindness of Mr. anc. Mrs. Stoddard, who went to




Khoy to help and cheer that missionary sister over
the wearisomeness and loneliness of the way, and
took Judith with them.
The children's teacher finally reached her destina-
tion, on the. 2nd of July, 1852, and Judith's cup of
joy seemed full. With unspeakable gratification she
attended the long anticipated school seven weeks, and
then her place in it was suddenly vacated forever.
The grief of that teacher, occasioned by the death
of her eldest pupil, so soon after she reached the
field, the pupil with whose name her future labors
had been intimately associated in her mind, in Amer-
ica and on her long and weary way to Persia, may
be better conceived than described. It is not strange,
that she pathetically said, as the tears coursed rapidly
down her cheeks, the day after Judith's funeral, "6 it
now seems to me as though my work was done."
But besides her direct labors for the Nestorians,
there are many other children in the mission who,
though younger, will, if spared, soon reach Judith's
age, and now equally need that teacher's laborious
care; and the youngest will ere long swell the num-
ber of her precious, important, and responsible charge.
She can still aid the feeble and toil-worn missionary,
mothers, encouraging their hearts and strengthening
their hands; and relieve the burdened missionary
fathers, enabling them to give themselves more fully
" to the ministry of the word," and rendering them
more cheerful, contented, and efficient in their labors,
than when borne down with care and solicitude for


their children, without a school, and may probably,
thus protract, by many years, the period of their
missionary service. She can can contribute to rear
more sweet Persian flowers," to bloom and shed
forth their blessed fragrance, and aid essentially in
the evangelization of this benighted land, as did
young Judith, by the grace of God, and through her
mother's instruction.
But Judith's vacant seat in that school will never
be forgotten, nor unmourned, by either teacher or
pupils. They now often give utterance to their feel-
ings of bereavement, by singing within the saddened
walls of their pleasant schoolroom which is situated
on the terrace where Judith used daily to walk, and
play, and meditate, and admire the handiworkss" of
God, the sweet hymn, of which the following stanzas
are a part : -

"Death has been here and borne away
A sister from our side;
Just in the morning of her day,
As young as we, she died.
We cannot tell who next may fall
Beneath the chastening rod;
One must be first, but let us all
Prepare to meet our God."

Next to Judith's strong desire for a school at Oroo-
miah, was her fond anticipation of one day becoming
a member of the Mount Holyoke Female Seminary
in America. This was the summit of her aspira-



tions, in regard to her education. She had for sev-
eral years regularly read the journals sent from that
seminary to its missionary graduates; and she ear-
nestly longed to enjoy the privileges of that school
of revivals and other good things, from which her
kind friends, Miss Fisk, Miss Rice, and Mrs. Stod-
dard, had come, and from which one of her cousins
often wrote her, during the last two years of her life,
urging her to come to America and dwell with her
kindred. Her perusal of the memoir of Miss Lyon,
the illustrious founder of that Seminary, finally gave
intense effect to all her previous longings on the sub-
The desire of being ready to enter Mount Holyoke
Seminary at the prescribed age, enhanced her zeal
in her studies, even when she was quite small. As
illustrating this point, and the interest always taken
in her proficiency by Miss Fisk, and especially in
her religious welfare, the following note from that
friend, acknowledging the first note ever written by
Judith, is here inserted.
City, Oct. 27th, 1848.
"M MY DEAR JUDITH, I was very glad to receive
your little note yesterday. I think that you did very
well for the first time. I will keep your note, so as
to tell you, when you are grown up, how old you
were when you began to write letters. I think that
you will be able to write your grandpapa pretty soon.
Do you not think that he would be very much pleased



to receive a letter from you? I am sure that he
"I hope that you love to study as well as write.
How many pages have you learned in your arithme-
tic? Learn as fast as you can, so as to be ready to
go to Mount Holyoke when you are sixteen. Per-
haps your papa and mamma will read to you about
Miss Washburn, who died there last summer. I re-
member her very well. She was but a little larger
than you are now, when I came from AIrerica with
you and our other good friends. I hope you will
love the Saviour as she did.
Thank little Fidelia and Mary for their kisses,
and give them some very sweet ones from aunt Fi-
delia. MIy love also to your papa and mamma. I
shall always be very glad to hear from you. Much
love to yourself from your affectionate friend,

The following is Judith's note, above-mentioned,
which, as being her first, is here inserted.

"Seir, Oct. 24th, 1848.
DEAR Miss FISK, As you said I might write
you letters, I now make my first attempt. We are
all very well. Father and mother send love to you.
Yours truly,
P. S. Mary and Fidelia both send love and
kisses to aunt Fidelia. J"



As a source of high enjoyment and of health, as
well as of improvement, and indicative of her tact
and capability, we should not omit to mention Judith's
riding on a saddle; there having, until recently, been
no wheel carriages in Oroomiah. From th6 age of
five years until ten, she was accustomed to ride on a
white donkey, of the kind common in the south of
Persia, which was gentle, and easily managed by a
child. During the last two years of her life she rode
an equally gentle pony, presented to her by an Eng-
lish gentleman,* which she greatly prized and admired.
The friend who presented him to her died suddenly
at TehrAn, a few months before her death.
Judith was exceedingly fond of riding, in which
she soon became very expert, and even heroic. On
one long journey, in particular, when but ten years
old, in company with her parents and Mr. and Mrs.
Coan, she courageously and successfully crossed some
of the most rugged and sublime mountain ranges of
Koordistan, on her careful donkey. This early
exercise on a saddle contributed to impart a vigor
and independence to her mind, as well as strength to
her body, which hardly any thing else could have
The journey with Mr. and Mrs. Stoddard, already
mentioned, was performed on her favorite pony ; and
in no instance did she ever seem to enjoy riding' more
than on that journey, which she often mentioned

* Dr. F. Casolani.



afterward, as one of the happiest weeks of her life.
The journey.on which she died, yet to be described,
was performed, and with great enjoyment, on the
same gentle animal. As he was led home desolate,
after being suddenly bereft of his youthful rider on
the road, a member of the mission remarked, the
donor and the owner are now both gone."



IT is of course not to be expected that a child,
who died at the age of twelve years, would leave
behind her an extensive correspondence, to illustrate
her character and attainments. A considerable por-
tion of Judith's notes and letters, and those prepared
with the most care and probably, the most interest-
ing, as indicating her religious feelings, are on the
other side of the globe, scattered among her relatives
and friends,- too far away to be recovered for this
purpose. Enough, however, are introduced, to serve
as specimens of the ease and maturity of her style.
These were always very striking, in her conversation.
It is recollected that a member of the mission, while
one day observing her at play with her little brother,
when she was five years old, suddenly burst into
laughter, assigning as the reason that he was "so
much amused with the aged expressions of that child,
even in her play."
Something of the maturity of her language may,
indeed, have been owing to her circumstances, early
associating mostly with her parents and their fellow
laborers, and removed from the general society of
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children; but not all; for she was peculiar, in this
respect, among the missionary children; and her ma-
turity was as marked in the topics and ideas as in
the style of her conversation.
During the last few months of her life, there was
a mission station in Gawaur, an extensive and beauti-
ful valley, or elevated plain, among the lofty moun-
tains of Koordistan, about seventy miles west of
Oroomiah. Mrs. Coan, the only female missionary
who resided at that new station during the first year
after it was commenced, kindly numbered Judith
among her regular and familiar correspondents, pri-
marily for the gratification and improvement of the
child. We now introduce a note from Mrs. Coan;
and several follow from Judith to her, in the order of
their date, which are interesting not so much of
course for the intrinsic importance of their contents,
as being the artless, unstudied effusions of her own
Gawar, April 12th, 1852.
"MY DEAR JUDITH-, -My note to you must
necessarily be short, as I have but little time, and I
cannot write late at night. We rise quite early, half-
past five, (though perhaps you in Oroomiah will not
call it early,) and I retire as early as ten.
I am very glad our letters interest you so much.
I am sure it is a great pleasure to us to write, when
we have something to communicate, which is not so
often as I could wish.
You seem to have very pleasant times, and to be



enjoying yourselves very much, and I am very glad
it is so. I hope you are also improving your oppor-
tunities for usefulness; for even a little girl like you
may be useful in many respects; if in no other, by
setting a good example before all whom-she meets.
Being the eldest of the children, all naturally look to
you for a pattern; and I hope it is such as you will
not be ashamed of, at some future day.
"You are often reminded that time is short. I
suppose that Iwaz little thought he had so few days
to live when he returned to the seminary after vaca-
tion. So we know not the day nor the hour, when
we may be called to lie down and die. Oh let us
strive to be ready, whenever it may be!
Much love to Henry and for yourself. I remain
your affectionate friend,
"S. P. COAX."

From Judith to Mrs. Coan.

Oroomiah, Dec. 9th, 1851.
"M MY DEAR MRS. COAN, As Mr. Stocking and
Mr. Stoddard are leaving to-morrow for Gawar, I
take the opportunity to write you a short note. We
have missed you and your family, (including Mr.
Rhea,) very much, since you went to Gawar, espe-
cially on Thanksgiving-day. We children, as usual,
counted all that were seated in our parlor, and found
four missing. Mr. Stoddard preached the sermon,

A member of the male seminary, who died at Seir.



and Mrs. Stoddard prepared the thanksgiving supper.
Three hymns were sung, and I played the tunes on
the seraphine. They were Ortonville, Balerma, and
"Henry and r myself go on regularly with our
studies; I also practise daily on the seraphine, and
am learning to sing a little. I led the singing at our
last children's monthly concert. I must now close.
With sincerest love to Mr. Coan, Mr. Rhea, and
"Believe me most truly yours,

Oroomiah, Jan. 1st, 1852.
"MY DEA&R MRS. COAN,--I wish you all a happy
new year. As Dr. Wright and Mr. Breath intend
visiting Gawar, I take my pen with great pleasure to
answer your kind note. I am very sorry to hear
that you have- the face-ache, and hope that you will
soon get over it. In your note, you ask how many
hours a day-TI practise on the seraphine. I think
about an hour and a half. You also ask, what we
study. I study Parley's Universal History Arith-
metic- Geography-- and Speller and Definer; also
Grammar. Henry studies Arithmetic, Geography,
Spelling, and Reading. I am very happy to hear
that Alexander is getting on so well in his studies.
We have heard that Miss Harris has left Amer-

Mamma sends her love to you. Her head aches
this morning or she would write you.


"Please give my sincerest love to Mr. Coan, Mr.
Rhea, and Alexander, and accept this hastily written
note (as I have not time to copy it).
"From your affectionate friend,

Oroomiah, Feb. 2d, 1852.
C DEAR MRs. COAJ, I thank you very much
for your kind note, and my only apology for not an-
swering it by the last messenger is, that I had no
time, being Henry's amanuensis in writing to Alex-
ander, and it being late in the evening when I com-
"To-day I read your journal through, and was
very glad to know how you pass your days at your
mountain home. How much surprised you must
have been to hear that Mr. Breath had come. I was
very glad to hear that you could get out at all, even
on a hand sled.- I hope you enjoyed your ride.
While Mr. Breath was gone to Gawar I stayed with
Mrs. Breath. She was rather anxious about him.
Papa told her he hoped that she was ndt sorry he
had gone. She said, 'I shall not be after he re-
I hope I shall be able to write to Mr. Rhea.
Please give my love to him also to Mr. Coan and
Alexander accepting a large share for yourself.
From your affectionate friend,

To appreciate some of the allusions in the preced-


ing note, the reader should be informed that the ele-
vated district.of Gawar, hemmed in on all sides by
the lofty Koordish mountains, is subject to terrible
storms of snow during its long winter. It is signifi-
cantly called by the natives, the snow treasury."
The entire fall of snow on the plain during the first
winter's residence of the missionaries there, which
was pronounced by the Nesiorians an uncommonly
mild season, was about eighteen feet, there being
from seven to nine feet on a level, for a considerable
period. Hence the difficulty of Mrs. Coan's getting
out for exercise.
The high range of mountains which separates
Gawar from Oroomiah is usually rendered impas-
sable, several months of the year, for any beast of
burden; and footmen, who travel with broad mocca-
sins, or on wicker snow-shoes, are often in imminent
peril, and sometimes perish, in storms or blows that
suddenly overtake them in crossing that mountain.
Dr. Wright accompanied Mr. Breath on his way to
Gawar to the top of that high range, and there
turned back, finding the travelling so difficult that
the journey would require a longer period than he
could be absent from his family. Mr. Breath pro-
ceeded alone, and hence the solicitude respecting him
referred to in the foregoing note.
Mrs. Breath thus speaks of Judith's stay with her,
during her husband's absence. "Dear Judith's allu-
sion to lier visit with me, in the note of February 2d
to Mrs. Coan, calls many tender recollections of her



to my mind. She was so womanly so pleasant a
companion Our evenings were delightfully spent
in reading poetry, which she so highly enjoyed.- On
Sabbath evening she proposed reciting such hymns
as we could from memory. At my request hers were
sung. It was a happy hour to us both."

Oroomiah, Feb. 26th, 1852.
DEAR MRS. COAN, I thank you very much
for the kind advice your note contained. I esteem it
a great favor, that you, with all your labors and
cares, should write me, when you have so many
other correspondents. I. am sorry to hear that you
have not been able to ride out on your sled, but am
glad you can get out at all.
"Last Friday we went down to the city in our
sleigh. When we went down it was pretty good
going; but in coming up there was so much bare
ground, that papa said he really thought it was the
last sleigh-ride we should take this winter. Yester-
day we went down to the city and found Caty Wright
sick with a high fever.
Poor Hosmer,* who has long been very ill, lies
apparently at the point of death.
To-morrow the pupils of the male seminary have
a vacation; and after four weeks the girls will have
Will you be so kind as to give my love to Mr.
Rhea.. As the messenger goes to-morrow morning, I

A.pious Nestorian woman, in the village of Seir.


fear that I shall not have time to acknowledge his
note to the children, by this opportunity.
SPlease give my love to Mr. Coan and Alexander,
accepting much for yourself.
From your affectionate young friend,

It is proper to state that the vehicle dignified by
the title of sleigh, in the above note, would hardly
bear that epithet in America. It was a rude sled,
constructed by Judith's father, for the double purpose
of amusing his children and giving them exercise in
winter. Yet it was.the nearest to the sleigh species
of any thing they had ever seen.

Oroomwah, fMarch 18th, 1852.
DEAR MRS. COAN, The reason I did not an-
swer your other note by the first messenger was, that
I was not feeling well at the time. The next Satur-
day after the messenger left I was taken sick; on
Sunday I had a high fever, all day, and took medi-
cine; on Monday I sat up a little; on Tuesday I
was some better, but did nothing all that week.
Perhaps you would like to know how my time is
occupied. We usually finish prayers and breakfast
about eight o'clock. From that time till half-past
nine I help mamma. I study from that time till
after twelve. From then till two o'clock I have
stepping-about work, dinner, etc., etc. From two
o'clock till three, I sew or knit. At three, I go on



the roof to walk. At four, I sometimes play on the
seraphine, or write. At five, we have tea. At six,
I play on the seraphine an hour. At seven, mamma
reads to us an hour, and I knit. I then read half an
hour, and then comes my bed time.
Sabbath* before last was so stormy that none
of the ladies or children came up from the city to
meeting; but MVr. Breath thought that the children
here had better have their missionary meeting, though
there were only five, as we had not had one for two
months, and would not, perhaps, be able to get to-
gether for some time to come. We sung the i81st
hymn [Church Psalmody] beginning with the verse,
'Now in the heat of youthful blood,
Remember your Creator, God;
Before the months come hastening on,
When you shall say, my joys are gone.'
Though we are so few, we raised one tomon, two
sahib korans, and one shdhi; [about two dollars and
a half].
Please give my love to Mr. Coan, Mr. Rhea,
Sanem, and Alexander.
From your affectionate friend,

Oroomiah, April 3d, 1852.
"' DEAR MRS. COAN, Yesterday afternoon papa
came down stairs saying the Gawar mail had come;

Being communion Sabbath, when the mission are usually
all together.



and each one asked, have I got a letter ? Henry
was reciting his lesson in arithmetic, and was very
impatient till he had finished it that he might open
his note. We are very much delighted when we re-
ceive letters from Gawar, especially your Journal,
which I always read.
Yesterday, we were invited to Mr. Stoddard's to
tea. In the evening we all played Button, button,
who's got the button ?' Once when Mr. Stoddard
was judge, thinking that it was my forfeit, he said,
' she must say half the multiplication table;' so
mamma had to say it.
A young man in the seminary, named Iwaz, died
on the last day of March. His disease was typhus*
fever, and none of the ladies saw him during his
It is, as you see by the date, the 3d of April, and
the mountain has been covered with flowers; still we
have had a heavy snow-storm, and sleet, all day. I
wonder what the weather is in Gawar !
My time for writing is up, and I must close, with
love to Mr. Rhea, Mr. Coan, Sanem, and Alexander
and yourself.
From your affectionate friend,

The foregoing note suggests a point that -may not

So fatally infectious that it was not deemed expedient
for any to visit his room except those who were needed to
take care of him.



readily occur to the youthful reader, namely, that
missionaries, in a benighted land, amid the manifold
temptations and exposures that surround their chil-
dren, must be their companions in their little amuse-
ments, more than might be necessary in America,
where children can be more safely trusted out of the
sight of their parents.

Oroomiah, April 19th, 1852.
DEAR M1RS.- CoA, Your welcome letters
reached us on Friday night, and as Saturday is
rather a busy day with me, I deferred writing until
now ; and as -I hear the messenger leaves to-morrow
morning my note must be short.
I heard, by one of the letters, that Shabas has
concluded to remain with you. I was very happy to
hear it; for if he had left you, and you had had all
the work to do, besides teaching, I am afraid you
would have been sick.
Ansep [the Nestorian nurse] has gone to the
feast, and has not yet returned. In her absence I
have made all the bread, and washed and wiped all
the dishes.
This morning we all took a very pleasant ride to
Sheikh hill. Perhaps some of you have seen it, and
I will not describe it. Mamma sends love, but is too
tired to write.
I must close, with love to you and all.
From your affectionate friend,



The faithful old Nestorian nurse, Ansep, referred
to above, had long resided in the family, and become
most devotedly attached to the children, especially to
Judith. Being now in poor health, she remained
with her friends several weeks when she visited them
at the Nestorian festival of Easter. Since Judith's
death, she states with many tears, among other rec-
ollections of her, that the kind and thoughtful child'
charged her, on leaving, not to hasten back, nor come
until she should be recruited and quite well; as she
herself was able and desired to do much of the work
in the family during her absence.
Judith's father and little brother visited the mis-
sionaries in Gawar as early in the spring as the
mighty barrier of snow would allow them to cross
the high range of mountains already mentioned.
They reached the new station, some of the way
through two and three feet of snow, on the first day
of MIay. Their visit is referred to in the note which
follows. Mr. Coan retpnbed with them to Oroomiah,
on business.
"Ordomiah, May 15th, 1852.
DEAR MRS. COAN, I intended to acknowledge
your kind note by Kallash, but as I was somewhat
expecting Mr. Coan, papa, and Henry, at that time,
I thought I would wait and send a note by Mr. C.
Sabbath before last being the first Sabbath of the
month, we had our missionary meeting. I think we
raised one tomon, six sahib korans, and five shdhis
[about three dollars and a half]. Some one said



that we raised more than they did at Geog Tapa this
I presume that Henry has told you all about our
botany class, so I will, not recapitulate, but perhaps
he has not told you about our Sabbath school. The
school is opened by singing then Mrs. Stoddard
prays; we next say our hymns, and then our Bible
lessons. We are now studying the life of Christ.
For every perfect lesson we are marked four.
Yesterday I saw an anecdote in one of the pa-
pers which is quite amusing. Henry wished me to
write it down for you to tell to Alexander. A lady,
Miss Mix, was trying to teach a little child. She had
got him clean through the alphabet, and ba, be, bi,
"etc., and now had put him into syllables of la-dy, etc.,
and was trying to make him understand the meaning
of syllables. In order to interest him, she said, You
love pies, don't you ?' Yes, ma'am.' Apple and
pie, put together, make what ?' Apple-pie.' By a
like rule, la and dy, make lady. You understand ?'
'Yes, ma'am. Mince and pie, spell what, then?'
'Mince-pie.' 'Well! pumpkin and pie?' Pump-
kin-pie.' Then what does la-dy spell ?' Custard-
pie,' said he, with a yell of delight.
"' Mr. Coan spent last Sabbath at our house. We
enjoyed his visit very much. When Henry came
home he had a great deal to tell us. He de-
scribed your house to us. I hope the ground will
soon be dry enough for you to live in tents; though



I am not sure you will be much more comfortably
I was somewhat disappointed in your not com-
ing down with Mr. Coan, but hope you will come
Henry told me that you rode once on my pony,
while he was in Gawar. I hope you enjoyed your
C" My note is rather longer than I intended it to be,
- -so I must close, with love to Mr. Rhea, Sanem,
and Alexander, and hoping that you will accept much
for yourself.
From your young friend,

The house of the missionaries in Gawar, mentioned
in the foregoing note, was a rude mud hovel, which
would not be deemed fit for a stable in America.
They were subjected to extreme annoyance from
smoke and vermin, and great exposure from damp-
ness, during their winter residence in that hovel.

Oroomiah, June 18th, 1852.
DEAR i-RS. COAw,- Please accept many thanks
for your kind note; and though it is acknowledged
so late in the day, I hope you will excuse it, as it is
very warm these days. I can hardly do any thing,
most of the time, but sew and knit and practise on
the seraphine. I must not forget to tell you that a



little while since, the music books, which Mrs. Wright
sent for, reached us safely.
"Last Monday a Russian gentleman arrived at
the city. He came up to Seir on Tuesday morning,
to breakfast, and stayed with us until the next morn-
ing. His name is Khanikoff. He has been on the
top of Mount Ararat. His tent remained two days
between the two Ararats. He makes great Ararat
to be about seventeen thousand feet high.. When on
the top he and his party kindled a fire, and it sunk
in the snow.
We have cherries now. They are very fine. I
wish you could have some. Why will you not come
down and make us a visit ?
We hope, next Monday, (if we can obtain horses,)
to go to Gavalan; so I must stop and finish some
mending on my dress and stockings, or I fear I shall
not get them done. The stockings which you gave
me, last year, were a little too large, but they do very
well, this summer.
I cannot give you Henry's description of your
house now, but will try to do so next time.
Please give much love to Mr. Coan, Mr. Rhea,
and Alexander.
"Your affectionate friend.

The visit to Gavalan above referred to, was made
principally for the benefit of Judith's health and that
of her mamma. Mr. Stocking's family were spend-



ing a few months at that village, which is about forty
miles distant from the city of Oroomiah, as a health-
With these notes to Mrs. Coan we insert the fol-
lowing one to Miss Rice, which possesses a melancholy
interest, as being the last that Judith ever wrote, -
at least, the last that has been recovered. Miss
Rice was spending the' summer in Mr. Stocking's
family, at Gavalan.

Oroomiah, Aug. 11th, 1852.
""MY DEAR -IISS RICE, Please accept my
thanks for the pretty seraphine-stool, which you
were so kind as to give me, on my twelfth birthday.
Mr. and Mrs. Stocking reached here late on Monday
evening. They are with us at tea, to-night, and hope
to return to-morrow, so I must hasten.
We all enjoy our school very much. Yesterday
a box came from America, containing some things for
our school, and a telegraph model for Mr. Stoddard.
Please give my love to Miss Fisk, and accept
thanks and much love for yourself.
From your affectionate friend,



IFEw are more social in their disposition and char-
acter than was Judith. She was ever exceedingly
delighted to receive visits from the children.of the
mission, even the youngest, and to visit them at their
homes. The little dinner," or humble collation on
a cricket, surrounded by the young group on the car-
pet of the earth floor, was the height of her enter-
tainment; on such occasions, a blessing usually being
implored at the commencement of the juvenile meal.
She was very active, prompt, and skilful, in furnish-
ing agreeable plays for the lively children, which is
a problem not always of easy solution, in the quiet
retirement of a missionary's home.
Though an equal companion with the smallest
child, Judith was not less interested in listening to
the conversation of the gentlemen and ladies of the
mission, in their social intercourse. Indeed, she was
singularly qualified, for one of her years, to enjoy
their society and participate in their conversation.
The occasional visits which the mission received
from travellers,,and other European gentlemen, were
very deeply interesting events to her. Such visits,
6* 65


in the remoteness of the mission station at Oroomiah,
are few and far between; and in proportion to their
infrequency, are they welcome to the missionary
exile, whether parent or child. Judith always re-
tained the most vivid impressions of every such indi-
vidual who visited the station, and seemed studious
to improve the opportunities thus presented, to obtain
new information and add to her attainments; and no
visitor to Oroomiah would soon forget that missionary
The visit of the distinguished Russian scholar and
traveller, Chevalier Khanikoff, mentioned in one of
her notes to Mrs. Coan, is such an instance. He is
one of the Russian Emperor's counsellors of State,
at present stationed at Tiflis; a gentleman whose
exalted official rank, and vast and varied acquisitions
as a profound Oriental and scientific scholar, can
hardly be surpassed by the amenity of his manners,
the modesty of his demeanor emphatically, the
modesty of genius, and the kindness of his heart.
During his visit of a day at Mount Seir, the parlor
of Judith's home was extensively arrayed with his
barometers, thermometers, etc.; and so engrossed
was he in making and recording observations -
watching his instruments with the alertness of a vigi-
lant sentinel at his post, that he was necessarily
obliged somewhat to curtail his social intercourse,
though by no means unsocial in character. Some
member of the mission playfully remarked, on this
subject, that ladies must not expect to command a



large share of the time and attention of such a sa-
vant. In allusion to that remark Judith said to her
mother, '" Why, I think he is a veri interesting man."
Her characteristic discrimination saw so much to ad-
mire in the ardent devotee to the cause of science,
that she was exceedingly eager to catch every word
that fell from his lips; and to her mamma, who was
more or less occupied with domestic cares, she would
say, Come, let us hasten and finish our work, and
not lose what he says."
She was especially interested in his graphic account
of his ascent of Mount Ararat, which he made in
August, 1850. With inexpressible delight she lis-
tened to his statement of the almost inconceivably
magnificent views he enjoyed, when standing on the
summit of the sacred mountain, according to his care-
ful measurement 16,935 feet above the level of the
ocean; how his eye roved away, from that lofty, hal-
lowed observatory, to an immense distance in all
directions to the great Caucasian range on the
north to the Erzroom mountains, two hundred
miles distant on the west -over the central Koor-
dish mountains on the south, and the regions about
the Caspian on the east. And lively indeed was her
sympathy with the feeling he expressed, that the
deepest impression made on his mind by any thing
on the venerable mountain, was that of the awfuZ,
unbroken SILENCE that perpetually, reigns there /
In this connection it is proper that we record
Chevalier Khanikoff's kind sympathy with Judith's


bereaved parents. In writing to Mr. Stoddard, after
the death of his youthful admirer, he says, "I beg
you to have the goodness to present my kind regards
to Mr. and Mrs. Perkins, and say to them how much
I have shared in the sad and unexpected loss that
has befallen them."
The last visit of this kind which the missionaries
at Oroomiah received before Judith's death, was that
qf the English and Russian commissioners, in settling
the boundary between Turkey and Persia, who in
the progress of their surveys spent a few days at
Mount Seir, a short time previous to that melancholy
event. With the estimable Colonel Williams and
Colonel Tcherikoff at the head of those commissions,
and some ten or twelve very intelligent, accomplished,
and amiable gentlemen associated with them, the
whole party was a very select one, and would have
been such in any land. They were in two instances
the guests of the missionaries, where they rendered
themselves exceedingly agreeable and entertaining;
while they, in turn, seemed equally to prize the priv-
ilege of social intercourse with the families of the
mission, especially after. living three years in tents,
far removed from the civilized world, on the rugged
and desert boundary.
Mr. Loftus, the geologist of the party, came' fresh
from several very interesting Scripture localities;
from the ruins of Shushan the palace;" and the
tomb of the prophet Daniel; and from the supposed
l Ur of the Chaldees," the early home of the patriarch



Abraham, at which places he had made many im-
p6rtant discoveries. He had with him a great number
of very striking impressions and copies of inscriptions
and sculptures, from those remains, which he kindly
exhibited to the families of the mission, to their un-
speakable gratification.
Judith- had more than once read Layard's "Nineveh
and its Remains', and often inspected specimens col-
lected by her father on the venerable site of the
prophet Jonah's home, and studied the subject with
an interest and intelligence that had prepared her
fully to appreciate such an entertainment. Her
enjoyment of the visit of these gentlemen was quite
indescribable. The only abatement to it seemed to
be her apprehension that her size and appearance,
so much above her years, might not be sufficiently
guarded by the mantle of modesty- an apprehension,
however, which was felt by no one so much as by
Mr. Stevens, the British consul at Tabreez, and
his brother, are also among the estimable and agree-
able visitors at Oroomiah, whom Judith remembered
with much interest.
Of the missionaries of other fields, whose visits
and acquaintance she had enjoyed, were the venerable
Dr. Glen, translator of the Bible into Persian;
Messrs. Stern, and Sternchus, of the mission to the
Jews at Bagdad; Mr. Marsh, of Mosul; Rev. John
Bowen, a delegate of the English Church Missionary
Society; and Mr. Sandreczki, of the same society, who



is stationed at Jerusalem. To the last-named friend,
who passed several weeks at Judith's home, in feeble
health, she became strongly attached, and after his
visit corresponded with his little daughter, who was
about her own age. We here insert a note from Anna
Sandreczki, and after it, Judith's reply.

SBonja, (near Smyrna,) Aug. 13th, 1851.
My dear friend, Your loving letter gave me
great pleasure. It is a long time since dear father
came from his journey. He has told us many things
of you, and how much kindness you have shown him.
I would be very happy to become acquainted with
you and your little friends.
"Our dear father has often had the fever since he
came from the journey; but I hope the Lord will
soon deliver him from this evil.
"The nice books that you sent us gave us great
pleasure. My sister and I will be glad if the trifles
we send you are acceptable, as marks of our sincere
love. For you, the larger sewing-box ; and for your
brother, one of the pocket-books, with the paint-box;
for dear little sister Stocking, the other sewing-box;
for her brother, the second pocket-book. We should
like to send you something nicer, but you will not
measure our love by this. We shall soon go to Jerti-
salem. Yesterday the news came from London.
"Give my respects, and my sister's, to your dear
parents, and all the ladies and gentlemen of the



mission.; love to'your lear brother and all the other
children, whom we love, like you, without knowing
T remain your affectionate friend and sister,

From Judith to Anna.

Oroomiah, Feb. 27th, 1852.
MY DEAR FRIEND,-- Your precious note gave
me great pleasure; and I hope you will accept my
sincerest thanks for the sweet, pretty present which
you and your sister so kindly sent me. I intend it to
stand on the centre-table, in the parlor, and when I
look at it, I shall think of you, dear Anna, whom
though I have not seen I yet love.
In your note you speak of going to Jerusalem.
I suppose you are now there. It seems as though
one could hardly realize, that it is the same city
where David,' the sweet singer of Israel,' reigned;
and where king Solomon built that beautiful temple;
and above all, where the. Saviour spilt his precious
blood for sinners. Will you please write and tell me
how that ancient city looks now ?
Since your dear father was here, many changes
have taken place in our mission. Mr. and Mrs.
Stoddard, with their little daughter Harriet, and Mr.
[ihea, have reached us in safety. A mission station
has been established in Gawar, a mountain district.
Mr. and Mrs. Coan, and Mr. Rhea are residing there.
There haie been additions also to the children of our



mission, since your father was here. Mrs. Cochran
has a little girl, named Caroline, and Mrs. Stocking
has a little son, named Ezra, and Mrs. Wright has a
little son, [not then named].
"My note is becoming rather long, and I must
close, with love to your dear parents, and your dear
sister and brothers, begging you to accept a large share
for yourself, from
"Your affectionate friend,

Judith's strongly social disposition was strikingly
manifest in the seclusion of her missionary home, in
the feelings which she cherished towards her relatives
in America. She loved her grandparents, uncles,
aunts, and cousins, with an ardor, and often con-
versed respecting them with a vividness and fervor,
that could hardly have been surpassed, had she
grown up among them. She deeply sorrowed when-
ever she heard of the sickness of any of those rela-
tives, and heartily mourned for those of them who
died. On her parents' receiving intelligence of the
dangerous illness of her grandpapa, she burst into
tears, and sobbing said, Oh, I fear I shall never see
my dear grandpapa again." She generally cherished
the hope, as has been stated, that she should some
day go to America, to see her kindred; and the
thought of failing to see that peculiarly loved one,
deeply distressed her affectionate heart. That grand-
parent died a year and a half before her death, and



doubtless welcomed that youthful object of his :fond
love on earth to the Saviour's presence in heaven.
The little tokens which were, from time to time,
sent to Judith by her relatives in America, were
received with very affecting expressions of gratitude,
and preserved with nicest care. But her interest in
the absent and the distant was by no means limited
to her relatives, though cherished so strongly towards
them. Many other kind frieftds in America had
shown-an interest in her, and sent her good books,
and other precious tokens. The names of such
friends, though personally unknown to her, became
household words with Judith, and though often re-
peated by her, it was almost as often with the tear of
love and gratitude starting in her eye. As an illus-
tration of this point, we may mention a single case,
quoting again from the letter of Miss Fisk to Mrs.
Reed. "I need not tell you what flower in our
happy circle has withered on earth, to bloom, as we
trust, in heaven; nor what family circle is clothed in
deepest mourning. I seem to hear you say,khas my
own dear Judith been removed from earth ? Yes, ;my
friend, that dear child whom you loved, and who so
tenderly loved you, as an unknown yet well known
friend, has gone from us. Around us are the tokens
of your interest in her; but her sweet voice echoes
not back the lively gratitude which she ever felt to-
ward you. That little box of play-blocks, your first
gift, and still unbroken in number, with each remem-
brance, down to the sweet dress in: which we lately


saw her robed, are still with the bereaved mother,
and will not soon cease to call forth the grateful tear
from bleeding hearts."
The gratitude cherished by her towards Mrs. Reed,
as mentioned in this extract, is only an instance of
what she felt and expressed towards all her unknown
friends and benefactors in America.
Judith's love for the members and families of the
mission, and especially for the children, seemed to
know no limits. To the parents she looked up with a
tender, affectionate, and confiding regard, surpassed
only by that toward her own father and mother; and
their little ones, all younger than herself, after Mr.
Holladay's family left the field, she loved and cher-
ished, as though all were her brothers and sisters.
And it is hardly necessary to state, that her own ten-
der, confiding feelings ever met a warm response, in
the bosoms of all those missionary parents and chil-
dren. Said Mr. Stoddard to her father, when the lat-
ter was about starting with his family to meet the
reinforcement from America, having in charge little
Sarah Stoddard, I feel an unspeakable relief by
this arrangement, in regard to my child, and espe-
cially as she will be with Judith, on .the road."
A beautiful infant daughter of Mr. Cochran, born
just:a week to an hour after the mournful event of
Judith's death, bears the name of Judith Perkins.
SAs referring to some of the traits of her character
presented in this and the preceding chapters, we here
insert a letter, .containing reminiscences of Judith, ad-



dressed to her father by Mr. Rhea, of Gawar, some
time after her death.
"With melancholy delight, I call up reminiscences
of a brief but very happy acquaintance with your
beloved Judith. I well remember when I first met
her, surrounded by a group of her young companions,
moving among them like a tender guardian spirit,
inventing for them youthful sports, settling their petty
difficulties, and diffusing a spirit of peace and joy
throughout the happy circle.
On further acquaintance, I saw that this spirit of
tender superintendence and guardianship, over her
little missionary brothers and sisters, was a distinctive
trait in her lovely character-
"During the few months spent at Seir, being fre-
quently a guest under your hospitable roof, it was my
privilege to become quite intimate with Judith. Her
uniformly gentle, happy, and social spirit, her uncom-
mon musical talent, the skill and taste of her youth-
ful performances, her rapid progress and ardent en-
thusiasm, could not fail to enlist at once the lively
interest of a stranger. How sweet were those hours,
when led by Judith, with her much loved seraphine,
we sung the songs of Zion They were ever wel-
come and joyful, and their zest was not a little en-
hanced to see with what fervor of spirit and whole
souled :'earnestness she animated every strain. Ju-
dith will not sing with us here again. She will not
come to us, but we shall go to her. The 'new song'
she has learned before us and she may yet in joyous



strains, again lead our voices, when we stand with her
around the throne of God, and for the first time join
in the melody of heaven.
I love to think with what delight and characteris-
tic energy Judith welcomed the suggestion of a mis-
sionary association, among the children of the mission.
Her young heart could not contain its ardor; but she
felt that she must impart it to her young companions;
and the first Monday of the next month witnessed
the assembly of the happy children, their eyes intently
gazing upon the map, picturing the dark homes of the
poor heathen, and their little hands grasping the coin,
earned by their own self-denial, to scatter over those
dark regions the beams of light, and life, and joy.
Judith loved from her heart those little missionary
gatherings. She loved to give that whose cost she
felt; and we fondly hope, that those youthful expres-
sions of tender sympathy for the perishing nations
were pledges of a life, had she lived, one day to be
wholly consecrated to their eternal welfare.
'" An absence of ten months again brought me to
Judith's home. A marked change had passed. over
her. Her form had grown tall and slender, her mind
had made rapid advances in knowledge, and, under
the moulding influences of the Divine Spirit, we hope
she was rapidly preparing for the rest of heaven.
:"I was delighted and surprised, as she modestly
referred to her reading and studies during the past
year,. showing me several large volumes which she
had read, and relating from them, in language unu-


usually chaste and select for one of her tender years,
incidents which showed that she read, not to beguile
the passing hour, but to enrich her mind with stores
of abiding wealth. One who then saw her ruddy
cheek and light elastic step, would have little thought
that the silver cord would so soon be loosed. Ah,
how soon and how gently was it loosed, and her fet-
tered spirit freed, to bask in the joyous light of
heaven Thus soon did the night come and cast its
dark mantle over the sweet joys and felicities of our
earthly intercourse! Thus soon did the morning of
an eternal, blissful day dawn on Judith's glad spirit,
and leave us in tears to travel the few remaining
stages of this weary pilgrimage until for us too, if
faithful, the day will break, and the shadows flee





THAT Judith was, all her life, under strong relig-
ious influence, need hardly be stated, when it is recol-
lected that she grew up in a Christian mission. In
addition to the care of her parents, and especially of
her mother, on whom, in the ever-pressing missionary
avocations of the father, her moral as well as intel-
lectual training primarily devolved, she had enjoyed
the prayers, the solicitude, and, in some cases, the
personal religious conversations and exhortations of
her parents' associates; though doubtless to a less
extent than if it had been apprehended by any that
she was so soon to be removed beyond the reach of
their exertions.
As illustrations of the kind interest of those mis-
sionary associates in Judith's salvation, we here insert
two notes addressed to her by Miss Fisk and Miss
Rice, on two of her birthdays. The first one, from
Miss Fisk, was addressed to her on her eighth birth-
Oroomiah, Aug. 8th, 1848.
"MY DEAR JUDITH, It is not convenient for
me to accept your kind invitation to spend your birth-


day with you; but I shall often think of you, and
hope that you may have a very pleasant time with
your friends. While at home, I will ask God to bless
you, and make you one of his own little children, be-
fore another birthday comes. I am sure that you do
not think you are too young to begin to love the Sav-
iour. Is not eight years long enough to live in sin ?
Then will you not give all the rest of your years, be
they few or many, to ffivy who loves little children
better than their fathers and mothers can love them ?
"With this you will find two little hair-bands,
which I wish you to accept as a token of the pleas-
ure I have felt, in seeing you try to please your
mamma in using such bands.
"My kindest love to your papa and mamma, and
Henry, and many a kiss to your sweet little sister.
Yours in love,

The following note from Miss, Rice was addressed
to Judith on her eleventh birthday. It possesses pe-
culiar interest as having been found, after her death,
in the basket she used to hang on her saddle when
she rode, with the appearance of having been often
Gawar, Aug. 8th, 1851.
"MY DEAR JUDITH,-- I have just been writing
Mrs. Breath, and the date reminds me that this is
your birthday. I will indulge my inclination to write
you a few words. I hope this.will be a happy day



to you, and that this year which you have now com-
menced, may be the happiest one of your life. Do
you know the sure way to be happy ? I long to have
you know how sweet it is to be at peace with God,
and how blessed it is to have the Lord Jesus for the
guide of your youth, and the guide of your life, and
your guide to glory at last. How many times has he
sent the Spirit to you, inviting you to seek a home in
heaven! Will you not heed those gentle whisper-
ings? Will you not look at your heart, and see how
much you need just such a Saviour as Christ, to
make it clean ? Will you not pray, Create within
me a clean heart'? I shall hope to hear from you
when the messenger returns.
Your true friend,
M. S. RICE ."

The following is Judith's note in reply to Miss
SOroomiah, Aug. 15th, 1851.
much obliged to you for the little note which you was
so kind as to write me on my birthday. I think I
must tell you something of the entertainment we had
on that day. In the afternoon there was no school.
At dinner we had company, All were here except
Dr. Wright, who was at the city. We took tea at
Mr. Stoddard's, and spent the evening there.
We have a very pleasant school [taught a few
weeks by Mrs. Coan]. Maps hang all around the



room. We all have desks except Alexander, and
there is a dunce-block which stands under the teach-
er's table.
Mrs. Cochran has been very sick, but is now
better. Sickness and death are always at hand. I
desire that in this, my new year, I may be a good
girl, and be prepared for death.
Accept this from your affectionate pupil,

Letters from Mr. Rhea, of Gawar, to the children
of the mission at Oroomiah, had also deeply inter-
ested Judith. The following is one of those letters.

Memikan, Gawar, Feb. 14th. 1852.
My dear Young Friends, It is now getting
late (Saturday evening). I have written a good deal
to-day to my older friends at Oroomiah, and I thought
I could not let the messenger leave on Monday morn-
ing, without a line to my little friends, of whom I
love to think, and for whom I love to pray.
"I would like to have you all come up to Gawar,
very much. I think you would be pleased to look
over this beautiful plain, and upon these great moun-
tains, all covered with snow. The wolves howl very
much, some nights. They come quite near, some-
times; but you would not be frightened while staying
in the house. I think you would like to see the little
girls come into Mrs. Coan's room, so clean and nice;



I mean their faces; for they are poor little girls, and
have not fine clothes; and their mothers will not wash
their coarse ones.
"I think, too, you would like to go into the Dick-
ana (the elevated part of the stable), and see the
little boys reading in their testaments. Each one
has a little sack for his book, and before he comes to
school washes -his hands very clean; and some of
them have as many as two or three thumb papers, so
that their fingers do not touch the leaf of the book
at all.
Sometimes little Joseph and Jenga and Khamis
come and sit down on the floor by my stove. I love
to have them come and talk with me. They have all
learned the Lord's prayer very well; and Joseph
says that he and his brother Khamis repeat it every
morning when they rise, and every evening when
they lie down. Joseph says, too, we don't revile
now, since we come to school and learn to read. Our
mother reviles, but we tell her not to revile; that it
is wrong.' They are the sons of a widow their
father having died several years ago. They are
very poor, but are very pretty little boys, and are
learning very fast. Would you not like to teach
such little boys and girls? I hope that some day
this may be your pleasant work. Would it not be
delightful to you, to meet one little boy or girl in
heaven, who should say to you, 'you taught" me to
read the word of God; you told me about Jesus ?'
"May God bless each one of you, my dear little



friends. May you all be like lambs, in the flock of
Jesus- gentle, and kind, and harmless; and may
you all be very happy in your homes, in your studies,
and in your little plays and sports with each other.
A kiss to each of you and a sweet sleep to-night,
and a happy Sabbath day on the morrow.
Ever your friend,
S. A. RaEA."

To Jerusha Stocking, one of Judith's little com-
panions, the same kind friend of the children wrote,
about the same time, as follows: Suppose you had
a great and good friend, and that every time you en-
tered his room he would smile upon you and embrace
you in his arms; and if there was a tear in your
eye, wipe it away; or if your heart was swelling
with grief, soothe and comfort you; or if sick, would
watch, day and night, without weariness, at your bed-
side, giving you healing medicines. Suppose that
his words were always kind and gentle, and that
whenever you saw him he would ask you if' there
was any thing you would like to have, and would
look upon you with such winning love as would make
you ask him for what you wished. .
Oh, if there was such a wonderful friend, would
you not love to look upon his face, to rest upon his
bosom, to hear his gentle words, to sit with him, .o
walk and talk with himi; and would you not go very
often to his room, and put your hand in his, and ask
him to be your dear father, and friend, and guide?
Oh, I know you would.



But there is such a great and kind friend. Yes,
you already know who he is; Jesus, the good Shep-
herd, so gentle that He is called a Lamb; so strong
that He is called a Lion.; and so loving that He is
called the altogether lovely.'
"' But where shall you find him ?' perhaps you
will ask. Why, there is no place that you can go
where he is not. Only fall upon your knees, and He
will be by your side.
"It was a long time before I found this dear
Friend; and at last I learned that wherever I went
He went with me; and that I could not take a step
if He was not by my side; and that His kind hand
had given me every good thing that I had. Then I
was sorry that I had 'never taken notice of Him,
when He had always been so near. I hope that you
will not grieve Him by such treatment, and that you
will go to Him and tell Him that you wish to love
Him as long as you live."
In some of her notes which we have inserted, Ju-
dith mentions her Sabbath school. She was very
deeply interested in this Sabbath school, which was
under 4the care of Mrs. Stoddard. The exercises
consisted of a psalm, committed and recited in the
language of Scripture by each pupil, and a hymn by
each one, after which a parable, or some other pas-
sage of the New Testament, was read by the children
in turn and explained by the teacher, each child
being questioned on the meaning. "The Child's
Hymn Book," published by the American Tract



Society, was the one from which the pupils usually
selected their hymns. Judith's copy, presented to
her by Miss Rice, and doubly prized by her for the
giver's sake, has a great many of the hymns pen-
cilled at the top by Mrs. Stoddard, with the child's
initial, and a. number indicating that it was perfectly
recited. This book is among the many and affecting
memorials of the departed one, that now meet the
eyes of the bereaved parents, to solace their stricken
hearts, as well as remind them of their loss. Her
fondness for hymns led her often to commit two for
the Sabbath school, instead of one as required for
her regular lesson.
Of her attendance at Sabbath school, Mrs. Stod-
dard thus speaks: "Judith was ever perfectly con-
sistent in her -deportment. Once or twice she was
induced to smile, by the "levity of one of her com-
panions; but soon the blushing face and silent tear
told her sorrow. Her lessons were always well pre-
pared, and the interest she ever manifested made it a
pleasure to teach her. Her influence in the school
was very happy on the other pupils as a model,
inciting them to correct conduct and perfect recita-
She was accustomed to recite her lessons once or
more to her mother, before going to Sabbath school
and she often repeated many of the hymns afterward
in the family, and with an intensity of interest and
emotion that beamed most impressively from her
beautiful eye, and irradiated her whole countenance


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