Sunday February 15th

Marj. thought agood rest this morning would donher good so she stayed in bed till noon and I stayed in the house and read and herded the kids,just doing chores I had to. I dd the rest the iafter noon but we got in a very quiet day. The Lampkins came over after tea to-nigjt. Frank cam eover about eleven a.m. to tell us that poor little Lila has left us, she died about two o'clock this morning, consious I think up to the last but not suffering. It is nearly four years now sonce Aunty Maude went, Lila was then except for Tim the baby of our family, and so vivacious, active and aparantly strong, that little did any of us thought that she would be the first to join he rmother. It sems hard to think that she, so young, so pretty and so very clever should be the first of her generation to experience the great adventure and to tenter the shadowy boundarie sof the mysterious unknown, and the sorrow for us who stand on this side and watch her bravely embark on that awful journey in piercing in its sadness and yet our pangs of grief are greatly blende woth apiercing sweetmness which only grief can know as we imagine the joy on that other sid ewhen, her jurnbey eneded, Mother and daughter are once again are in each other's arms.