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"I am come to renew our old Friendship again, and
beg your Pardon for my Breach of it, and if you
"can, forgive me, you are the best of Women.
"O, fays Mrs. Bargrave, do not mention fuch a
"thing; I have not had an uneafy Thought about it,
"I can eafily forgive it. What did you think of me,

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faid Mrs. Veal? Says Mrs. Bargrave, I thought
"you were like the reft of the World, and that Pro-
"fperity had made you forget yourself and me.
Then Mrs. Veal reminded Mrs. Bargrave of the
many friendly Offices fhe did her in former Days,
and much of the Converfation they had with each
other in the Times of their Adversity; what Books
they read, and what Comfort in particular they re-
ceived from Drelincourt's Book of Death, which
was the beft, fhe faid, on that Subject, ever wrote.
She also mentioned Dr. Sherlock, and two Dutch
Books which were tranflated, wrote upon Death,
and several others: But Drelincourt, fhe faid, had the
cleareft Notions of Death, and of the future State,
of any who have handled that Subject. Then she
afked Mrs. Bargrave, Whether fhe had Drelincourt?
She faid, Yes. Says Mrs. Veal, fetch it? and fo Mrs.
Bargrave goes up Stairs, and brings it down. Says
Mrs. Veal, Dear Mrs. Bargrave, if the Eyes of
"our Faith were as open as the Eyes of our Bo-
dy, we fhould fee Numbers of Angels about us
"for our Guard. The Notions we have of Hea-
"ven now, are nothing like what it is, as Dre-
lincourt fays. Therefore be comforted under your
"Afflictions, and believe that the Almighty has a
particular Regard to you; and that your Af-
flictions are Marks of God's Favour; and when
"they have done the Bufinefs they are fent for,
they fhall be removed from you. And believe.
me, my dear Friend, believe what I fay to
66 you, One Minute of future Happiness will infi-
nitely reward you for all your Sufferings. For
"I can never believe (and claps her Hand upon

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her Knee with great Earneftness, which indeed " ran through moft of her Difcourfe) that ever God "will fuffer you to spend all your Days in this af

flicted State; But be affured, that your Afflictions "shall leave you, or you them in a fhort Time. " She spake in that pathetical and heavenly manner, that Mrs. Bargrave wept feveral times, fhe was fo deeply affected with it.

Then Mrs. Veal mentioned Dr. Horneck's Afcetick, at the End of which he gives an Account of the Lives of the Primitive Chriftians. Their Pattern fhe recommended to our Imitation, and said, Their Conversation was not like this of our Age. For now (fays fhe) there is nothing but frothy, vain Discourse, which is far different from theirs. Theirs was to Edification, and to build one another up in Faith; fo that they were not as we are, nor are we as they were; but, faid fhe, we ought to do as they did. There was an bearty FriendShip among them; but were is it now to be found? Says Mrs. Bargrave, It is hard indeed, to find a true Friends in thefe Days. Says Mrs. Veal, Mr. Norris has a fine Copy of Verses, called, Friendship in Perfection, which I wonderfully admire; have you seen the Book? fays Mrs. Veal? No, fays Mrs. Bargrave; but I have the Verfes of my own writing out. Have you, fays Mrs. Veal, thenfetch them; which fhe did from above Stairs, and offered them to Mrs. Veal to read, who refused, and waved the thing, faying, holding down her Head would make it ake; and then defired Mrs. Bargrave, to read them to her, which fhe did. As they were admiring Friendship, Mrs. Veal faid, Dear Mrs Bargrave, Ifball love you for ever. In these Verses there is twice used the Word Elyfian. Ab! fays Mrs. Keal, thefe Poets have fuch Names for Heaven. She would often draw her Hand cross her own Eyes, and fay, Mrs. Bargrave, do not you think I am mightily impaired by my Fits? No, fays Mrs. Bargrave, I think you look as well as ever I knew you.

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After all this Difcourfe, which the Apparition put in much finer Words than Mrs. Bargrave faid The could pretend to, and as much more than fhe can remember; for it cannot be thought, that an Hour and three Quarters Converfation could all be retained, though the Main of it she thinks fhe does :) She said to Mrs. Bargrave, She would have her write a Letter to her Brother, and tell him, he would have him give Rings to fuch and fuch; and that there was a Purfe of Gold in her Cabinet, and that she would have two Broad Pieces given to her Coufin Watson.

Talking at this rate, Mrs. Bargrave thought that a Fit was coming upon her, and fo placed herself in a Chair juft before her Knees, to keep her from falling to the Ground, if her Fits fhould occafion it: For the Elbow Chair, fhe thought, would keep her from falling on either Side. And to divert Mrs Veal, as fhe thought, took hold of her Gown-Sleeve feveral times, and commended it. Mrs. Veal told her, it was a scowered Silk, and newly made up. But for all this, Mrs. Veal perfifted in her Requeft, and told Mrs. Bargrave, the muft not deny her: And she would have her tell her Brother all their Converfation when she had Opportunity. Dear Mrs. Veal, fays Mrs. Bargrave, This feems fo impertinent, that I cannot tell how to comply with it; and what a mortifying Story will our Converfation be to a young Genleman? Why, fays Mrs. Bargrave, it is much better, methinks, to do it yourself. No, fays Mrs. Veal, though it feems impertinent to you now, you will fee more Reafon for it hereafter. Mrs. Bargrave then, to fatisfy her Importunity was going to fetch a Pen and Ink; but Mrs. Veal faid, Let it alone now, but do it when I am gone; but you must be fure to do it: Which was one of the laft Things the enjoined her at parting, and fo The promised her.

Then Mrs. Veal afked for Mrs. Bargrave's Daughter; she said, She was not at home; but if you have a Mind to fee her, fays Mrs. Bargrave, I'll fend

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for her. Do, fays Mrs. Veal. On which the left her, and went to a Neighbour's to fee for her; and by the time Mrs. Bargrave was returning, Mrs. Veal was got without the Door in the Street, in the Face of the Beast-Market, on a Saturday (which is MarketDay) and stood ready to part, as foon as Mrs. Bargrave came to her. She asked her, Why she was in fuch Hafte? She faid, he must be going, tho' perhaps The might not go bher Journey till Monday. And told Mrs. Bargrave, he hoped she should fee her again at her Coufin Watson's before fhe went whither fhe was going. Then the faid, she would take her Leave of her, and walked from Mrs. Bargrave in her View, till a Turning interrupted the Sight of her, which was three Quarters after One in the Afternoon.

Mrs. Veal died the 7th of September at Twelve a Clock at Noon of her Fits, and had not above four Hours Senfes before her Death, in which Time fhe received the Sacrament. The next Day after Mrs. Veal's Appearing, being Sunday, Mrs. Bargrave was mightily indifpofed with a Cold and a fore Throat, that fhe could not go out that Day; but on Monday Morning the fends a Perfon to Captain Watfon's to know if Mrs. Veal was there. They wondered at Mrs. Bar grave's Enquiry; and fent her Word that fhe was not there, nor was expected. At this Anfwer Mrs. Bargrave told the Maid, fhe had certainly miftook the Name, or made fome Blunder. And though fhe was ill, fhe put on her Hood, and went herself to Captain Watfon's, though the knew none of the Family, to see if Mrs. Veal was there or not. They faid, they wondered at her asking, for that she had not been in Town; they were fure, if fhe had, the would have been there. Says Mrs. Bargrave, 1 am fure fhe was with me on Saturday almost two Hours. They faid, it was impoffible, for they must have feen her if she had. In comes Captain Watfon, while they were in Difpute, and faid, that Mrs. Veal was certainly dead, and her Efcutcheons were mak

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ing. This ftrangely furprized Mrs. Bargrave, when she sent to the Perfon immediately who had the Care of them, and found it true. Then the related the whole Story to Captain Watson's Family, and what Gown fhe had on, and how ftriped; and that Mrs. Veal told her it was fcowered. Then Mrs. Watfon cried out, You have feen her indeed; for none knew but Mrs. Veal and myself. that the Gown was fcowered. And Mrs. Watfon owned, that fhe defcribed the Gown exactly: For, faid fhe, I helped her to make it up. This Mrs. Watfon blazed all about the Town, and avouched the Demonftration of the Truth of Mrs. Bargrave's feeing Mrs. Veal's Apparition. And Captain Watfon carried two Gentlemen immediately to Mrs. Bargrave's House, to hear the Relation from her own Mouth. And when it fpread fo faft, that Gentlemen and Perfons of Quality, the Judicous and Sceptical Part of the World, flocked in upon her, it, at beft, became fuch a Tafk, that fhe was forced to go out of the Way. For they were, in general, extremely fatisfied of the Truth of the Thing; and plainly faw, that Mrs. Bargrave was no Hypochondriack; for fhe always appears with fuch a chearful Air, and pleafing Mien, that fhe has gained the Favour and Efteem of all the Gentry: And it is thought a great Favour if they can but get the Relation from her own Mouth. I fhould have told you before, that Mrs. Veal told Mrs. Bargrave, that her Sifter and Brother-in law were juft come down from London to fee her. Says Mrs. Bargrave, How came you to order Matters fo Strangely? It could not be helped, faid Mrs. Veal. And her Brother and Sifter did come to fee her, and entered the Town of Dover just as Mrs. Veal was expiring. Mrs. Bargrave afked her, Whether fhe would drink fome Tea? Says Mrs. Veal, I do not care if I do; but I'll warrant you this mad Fellow (meaning Mrs. Bargrave's Hufband) has broke all

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