human
Now all is for the best, and I shall see you a lady once more.
gpt
I am, indeed, thankful for this money, said Mrs. Simpson,
human
What! to catch a fever while you were reading that very letter which told you about your good fortune; which would have enabled you to live like a lady as you are. I never will believe this is for the best; to be deprived of life just as you were beginning to enjoy it!
gpt
Betty, said Mrs. Simpson,
human
gpt
Well, replied Betty,
human
I did think that Providence was at last giving you your reward.
gpt
Reward! cried Mrs. Simpson.
human
O, no! my merciful Father will not put me off with so poor a portion as wealth; I feel I shall die.
gpt
It is very hard, indeed, said Betty,
human
gpt
You think I am good just now, said Mrs. Simpson,
human
Betty, said Mrs. Simpson in a feeble voice,
gpt
I believe you love me dearly, you would do any thing to cure me; yet you do not love me so well as God loves me, though _you_ would raise me up, and He is putting a period to my life. He has never sent me a single stroke which was not absolutely necessary for me. You, if you could restore me, might be laying me open to some temptation from which God, by removing, will deliver me. Your kindness in making this world so smooth for me, I might forever have deplored in a world of misery. God's grace in afflicting me, will hereafter be the subject of my praises in a world of blessedness. Betty, added the dying woman,
human
gpt
To be sure I do, said Betty.
human
Do you firmly believe that I am going to the assembly of the first-born; to the spirits of just men made perfect, to God the judge of all; and to Jesus the Mediator of the new Covenant?
gpt
I am sure you are, said Betty.
human
And yet, resumed she,
gpt
God's ways are not as our ways.