Three or four years after the birth
of her daughter, Christina had had one more child.
She had never been strong since she married, and had
a presentiment that she should not survive this last
confinement. She accordingly wrote the following
letter, which was to be given, as she endorsed upon
it, to her sons when Ernest was sixteen years old.
It reached him on his mother’s death many years
later, for it was the baby who died now, and not Christina.
It was found among papers which she had repeatedly
and carefully arranged, with the seal already broken.
This, I am afraid, shows that Christina had read
it and thought it too creditable to be destroyed when
the occasion that had called it forth had gone by.
It is as follows—
“BATTERSBY, March 15th, 1841.
“My Two Dear Boys,—When
this is put into your hands will you try to bring
to mind the mother whom you lost in your childhood,
and whom, I fear, you will almost have forgotten?
You, Ernest, will remember her best, for you are
past five years old, and the many, many times that
she has taught you your prayers and hymns and sums
and told you stories, and our happy Sunday evenings
will not quite have passed from your mind, and
you, Joey, though only four, will perhaps recollect
some of these things. My dear, dear boys,
for the sake of that mother who loved you very
dearly—and for the sake of your own happiness
for ever and ever—attend to and try
to remember, and from time to time read over again
the last words she can ever speak to you. When
I think about leaving you all, two things press
heavily upon me: one, your father’s
sorrow (for you, my darlings, after missing me a little
while, will soon forget your loss), the other, the
everlasting welfare of my children. I know
how long and deep the former will be, and I know
that he will look to his children to be almost his
only earthly comfort. You know (for I am
certain that it will have been so), how he has
devoted his life to you and taught you and laboured
to lead you to all that is right and good.
Oh, then, be sure that you are his comforts.
Let him find you obedient, affectionate and attentive
to his wishes, upright, self-denying and diligent;
let him never blush for or grieve over the sins
and follies of those who owe him such a debt of
gratitude, and whose first duty it is to study his
happiness. You have both of you a name which
must not be disgraced, a father and a grandfather
of whom to show yourselves worthy; your respectability
and well-doing in life rest mainly with yourselves,
but far, far beyond earthly respectability and
well-doing, and compared with which they are as
nothing, your eternal happiness rests with yourselves.
You know your duty, but snares and temptations
from without beset you, and the nearer you approach
to manhood the more strongly will you feel this.
With God’s help, with God’s word, and
with humble hearts you will stand in spite of everything,
but should you leave off seeking in earnest for
the first, and applying to the second, should you learn
to trust in yourselves, or to the advice and example
of too many around you, you will, you must fall.
Oh, ’let God be true and every man a liar.’
He says you cannot serve Him and Mammon. He
says that strait is the gate that leads to eternal
life. Many there are who seek to widen it;
they will tell you that such and such self-indulgences
are but venial offences—that this and
that worldly compliance is excusable and even necessary.
The thing cannot be; for in a hundred and
a hundred places He tells you so—look to
your Bibles and seek there whether such counsel
is true—and if not, oh, ’halt not
between two opinions,’ if God is the Lord
follow Him; only be strong and of a good courage,
and He will never leave you nor forsake you.
Remember, there is not in the Bible one law for
the rich, and one for the poor—one for
the educated and one for the ignorant. To all
there is but one thing needful. All are
to be living to God and their fellow-creatures,
and not to themselves. All must seek first
the Kingdom of God and His righteousness—must
deny themselves, be pure and chaste and
charitable in the fullest and widest sense—all,
‘forgetting those things that are behind,’
must ’press forward towards the mark, for
the prize of the high calling of God.’
“And now I will add but two things
more. Be true through life to each other,
love as only brothers should do, strengthen, warn,
encourage one another, and let who will be against
you, let each feel that in his brother he has a
firm and faithful friend who will be so to the end;
and, oh! be kind and watchful over your dear sister;
without mother or sisters she will doubly need
her brothers’ love and tenderness and confidence.
I am certain she will seek them, and will love
you and try to make you happy; be sure then that you
do not fail her, and remember, that were she to
lose her father and remain unmarried, she would
doubly need protectors. To you, then, I especially
commend her. Oh! my three darling children, be
true to each other, your Father, and your God.
May He guide and bless you, and grant that in
a better and happier world I and mine may meet again.—Your
most affectionate mother,
CHRISTINA PONTIFEX.”
From enquiries I have made, I have
satisfied myself that most mothers write letters like
this shortly before their confinements, and that fifty
per cent. keep them afterwards, as Christina did.
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