Add to ORKG[2]once more before you go away into the awful silence and darkness of the North, it would not be so hard to bear O my husband if there can be any delay in the Corwin’s sailing I beseech you, come for the love our own wee, wee bairnie However it be, pray, pray that God will bless her and hold her always in His loving care. How beautiful she has been tonight nestling and clinging against my breast[3]and looking up with her great starry eyes as if she would understand and comfort me. She was sick all yesterday so I cannot leave her out of my sight and arms. I try with all my strength to be brave for her dear sake, and when you come again home, please God, she will be the bonniest sweetest lassie that ever gladdened a loving fathers heart whil...