What does God say about being forgotten?

I observe that you have taken to the woods at last.

—Brother Frank Burr

I do not know just how I got up here in the woods, but I suppose it is all right to be here. You are not forgotten by me, and although I am not of very much help to you, I feel now that a little letter will be an encouragement to you in your examination of a subject so vital that it should interest all humanity. I shall be with you at future times.

—Aunt Elizabeth Chase

I suppose you see me at all times. I hope to have you all over here some time.

—Iola Carey*

*In a communication received the following day, Ida writes―The one who wrote for me yesterday signed my name Iola.