Wincobank Hall

Feby 24^th/ 1861

My dear Friend

Your welcome Paper which arrived yesterday does not bring us very cheering news—but through this dark tempest our Father is all the time at the helm—and therefore all will be safe and right at last—I never have had such strong hope as I now have for the success of this rightful cause—not much more than a year ago the prospects of poor Italy were not much brighter than ours are now. The same God who has so wonderfully accomplished its deliverance—is now preparing that of his poor colored children—Less than two years ago—almost every body I knew used to feel

Italy will never be free it never can rise from its dust. The Italians are not fit for liberty—they would not know how to appreciate it—if they had it—They are very happy as they are—We who have been in Italy always saw the people contented. Just what is said of the poor American Slaves!—Those who truly sympathized with the Italians were not really so numerous as are the true abolitionists—But God has shown mankind how he can work Alone—We must trust only in Him—and hope against hope praying without ceasing.

I remember you continually in my prayers—yes continually God be praised for His
protecting love of you at Boston!—As He shielded you there from the loath of your
and his enemies who will shield you to the end—I feel so sure of his protecting love when I pray for you that I have no fear at least not as I used to have—May He ever ever surround you with himself

I did not go to Halifax after all—My visit there was deferred until the summer but even then I shall not go there—for I gave up going to Switzerland last summer and shall have to go this year—I was not very sorry that I did not go to Halifax for many reasons.

We have not much better accounts from dearest Lizzie RawsonRawson, Elizabeth "Lizzie"

Elizabeth (Lizzie) Rawson (ca. 1829-1862) was the only child and daughter of Mary Anne Rawson and her husband William Bacon Rawson. —And it is uncertain when they will return to England if they ever do return—I hope you received my letter of January—But I dare not write more—when I remember how much your time and thoughts will be occupied. When this reaches you—

I shall think of you during the next sad month! Oh why can we not bear the sorrows and burdens of those we love! How gladly would I take them all up! You will at least remember that I share yours always—yes always—my dear friend—Will you not?

May our God and Father bless you—and all dear to you is the constant prayer of your friend

Rosine A. D.Amé-Draz, Rosine

A Swiss national, Rosine Amé-Draz (c. 1816–?) first arrived in England on 11 July 1838, listing her profession as teacher. In 1841 she was teaching and living in the parish of Egg Buckland, Devonshire. After spending an undetermined length of time back in Switzerland, she returned to England in July 1848, this time listing her profession as governess. According to the 1861 English Census (where she was recorded as “Rosine Ann Davy,” a native of Neufchatel, Switzerland), she was staying in the home of Mrs. Elizabeth Read of Ecclesfield, Yorkshire. By 1871 she was serving as governess to the children of George S. Kemp, a wealthy Lancashire manufacturer. 1841 England Census, Devonshire, Egg Buckland, 11; 1861 England Census, Yorkshire, Ecclesfield, 56; 1871 England Census, Lancashire, Castleton, 1; “England, Alien Arrivals, 1810–1811, 1826–1869,” Ancestry.com.

I must use this blank little space to send you another farewell dear friend—and a heart full of of fervent blessings upon your head. God everlasting bless you.