The Annual , Obituary of the members of the Society of Friends in Great Britain and . ter, andsenior by 14 years, to whom she was much en-deared. In the home, Priscilla was ever its Help and bright counsellor, leading easily byher sound judgment and practical knowledge ofsimple, everyday things. Long lives do notnecessarily imply full lives, but in each, from thenever-to-be-forgotten-day when Priscilla, aged 12,gave herself to Christ, life to her meant service forothers, and she kept the faith as a humble,devoted, self-denying follower of her , and no less Ma
The Annual , Obituary of the members of the Society of Friends in Great Britain and . ter, andsenior by 14 years, to whom she was much en-deared. In the home, Priscilla was ever its Help and bright counsellor, leading easily byher sound judgment and practical knowledge ofsimple, everyday things. Long lives do notnecessarily imply full lives, but in each, from thenever-to-be-forgotten-day when Priscilla, aged 12,gave herself to Christ, life to her meant service forothers, and she kept the faith as a humble,devoted, self-denying follower of her , and no less Mary, went straight forwardin the Christian life, shining brighter and brighter,until now the perfect day is reached. School days were spent at Lewes, and werealtogether delightful, under the Godlee and Dy-mond loving influence. A happy family ofsome 24 girls trusted and trusting. On leaving, Mary continued her studies athome under the guidance of her cousin, CharlesTylor, and soon became interested in the manygood objects promoted by the family. Priscilla,up to the age of 62, was in close attendance on. Mary Pryor Hack PRISCILLA AND MARY PRYOR HACK 75 her parents, a relationship in which she shone,her father, Daniel P. Hack, much depending onher, especially when his wife was taken from himafter a union of 59 years. As elder sister, she was also exemplary, andher affectionate nature suffered keenly when herloved ones were called away. In a home givento hospitality, they had the privilege of meetingmany choice spirits, whose presence and influencethey loved to recall. I shall never forget my first visit to thishome, and my first sight of real Friends. Thefather and mother were in the drawing-roomoverlooking their pretty garden, and the sightof those calm, sweet faces, enhanced by themothers picturesque costume of grey, with snowykerchief pinned over her breast, and the quiet How dost thou do, Agnes Johnstone, finishedmy conquest, and I have loved Friends from thatmoment. Lovers of
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