Henry Parkes,
An emigrant's home letters — Letter Thirty-One
(1896)
“ But it is a blessed thing to know there is another and a better world where sorrow never troubleth and the weary are at rest. Could we have been allowed to meet again, for me to have heard her bless my dear little child and listen to her mother's story of her birth, it would have been to me a happiness greater than I can ever more expect. ”
