Lucy Mack Smith, History, 1845

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in her heart to return with him at all hazards. To this <​her​> unwillingingly consented; and making the requisite preparations they started for Gilsum. They travelled about 4 miles, and came to an Inn, kept by a man by the name of Taff. Here her halted, and asked her if she did not wish to tarry a short time, and rest herself. She replied in the affirmative; and by the assistance of the Lanlord she was soon seated in an easy chair. My then stepped into the next room to procure get a little water and wine for her— he was absent but a moment; but when when he returned it was too late; her spirit had fled from its earthly tabernacle, to return no more until recalled by the trump of the Archangel.
My immediately addressed a letter to mother, informing her of Lovisa’s death, lest the shock of seeing the corpse unexpectedly, would overcome her. As And, as soon as he could get a coffin, he proceeded on his journey for Gilsum— a distance of 50 miles.
She was burried by the side of her sister Lovina; which was according to her own request. The following is part of a hymn, composed by herself, a few days previous to her decease.
 
Lord may my thoughts be turned to thee;
Lift thou my heavy soul on high;
With thou, Oh Lord, return to me
In mercy, Father, ere I die.
My soaring thoughts now rise above;
Oh fill my soul with heavenly love.
 
and mother, now farewell;
And husband, partner of my life [p. 18]
in her heart to return with him at all hazards. To this her unwillingingly consented; and making the requisite preparations they started for Gilsum. They travelled about 4 miles, and came to an Inn, kept by a man by the name of Taff. Here her halted, and asked her if she did not wish to tarry a short time, and rest herself. She replied in the affirmative; and by the assistance of the Lanlord she was soon seated in an easy chair. My then stepped into the next room to get a little water and wine for her— he was absent but a moment; but when he returned it was too late; her spirit had fled from its earthly tabernacle, to return no more until recalled by the trump of the Archangel.
My immediately addressed a letter to mother, informing her of Lovisa’s death, lest the shock of seeing the corpse unexpectedly, would overcome her. And, as soon as he could get a coffin, he proceeded on his journey for Gilsum— a distance of 50 miles.
She was burried by the side of her sister Lovina; which was according to her own request. The following is part of a hymn, composed by herself, a few days previous to her decease.
 
Lord may my thoughts be turned to thee;
Lift thou my heavy soul on high;
With thou, Oh Lord, return to me
In mercy, Father, ere I die.
My soaring thoughts now rise above;
Oh fill my soul with heavenly love.
 
and mother, now farewell;
And husband, partner of my life [p. 18]
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