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My dearest Callie
You may, or may not, have seen the piece of Poetry called, The Gardner & the Rose-Tree, written by the Rev. S. Peace of England. When I met you yesterday, my pensive thoughts turned to that little "Fable" & I wished that you might read it. I send it to you in a volume [added text: [unclear text: Let for 9th] ] requesting you kindly to return the volume within a week or two, as I am sure to forget where my [unclear text: loaned] Books are.

My sweet daughter, I love you & your dear husband & would fondly say one 



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Sympathizing word, not to make you forget the departed "little one"; but to aid you in recollecting & realizing where it is -- at home -- with our dear Jesus & his angels & the Spirits of the Just.
The Great Shepherd called The little Lamb heard his inviting voice, looked up, was drawn away, & finally, by the hand of Soft but ardent love, was gently lifted [deleted text: ov] [added text: over] the wall into the Fold where all is peace & Joy, all is day, no night there.

Callie, my darling, what attractions have you now in Heaven! Oh follow on & you too shall ere long hear the Same voice inviting 



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you home where thro [through] the riches of grace in Christ Jesus, you shall meet again the little visitor whose early departure so deeply wounded your poor heart.
Heaven's richest blessings rest upon you & yours my dear child.


So prays your old affectionate Pastor 
[Signed] N. Hoyt 
Nov. [deleted text: 18] 19th 1853. 



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Mrs. Callie King. 
Present.