Sunday Evening, Nov. 16th 1884. This morning heard young Mr. Spurgeon (this was not C. H. Spurgeon but one of his sons) from “The Lamb in the midst of the Throne.” He formed his remarks on a paraphrase which ran thus “Tenderness in the midst of Almightiness”. Grace Clarke came to tea. Tom and she went to the Tabernacle. My sweet babe gone to bed after what I call one of the best of ‘baby days.’ She has had a very bad cold with slight bronchitis. But Friday, Sat. and today has been well again and shown signs of such good temper as to please me much.

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