Truly it may be said of her, as of Job: "When the ear heard
her then it blessed her, and when the eye saw her it gave witness to
her: because she delivered the poor that cried, and the fatherless, and
him that had none to help him. The blessing of him that was ready to
perish came upon her; and she caused the widow's heart to sing for joy."
[Here the diary ends somewhat abruptly. It appears as if some of the
last pages have been lost. Appended to the manuscript I find a note, in
another handwriting, signed "R. G.," dated at Malton Rectory, 1747. One
Rawson Grindall, M. A., was curate of Malton at this date, and the
initials are undoubtedly his. The sad sequel to the history of the fair
Rebecca Rawson is confirmed by papers now on file in the State-House at
Boston, in which she is spoken of as "one of the most beautiful, polite,
and accomplished young ladies in Boston."--Editor.]
"These papers of my honored and pious grandmother, Margaret Smith, who,
soon after her return from New England, married her cousin, Oliver
Grindall, Esq.
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