Life sketches of ellen g. white

to which she had so long been accustomed. The room was
light and airy. In one corner a large bay window flooded a
portion of the chamber with sunshine. Here stood her old
writing chair. This was transformed into a reclining chair,
into which she was lifted nearly every day after the first
week or two of illness had passed by. The view from this
sunny corner was pleasing and varied, and she greatly
enjoyed the changing beauties of springtime and early
summer. p. 445, Para. 2, [LS15].
Close beside her chair, on a table, were kept several of
the books she had written. These she would often handle and
look over, seeming to delight in having them near. Like an
affectionate mother with her children, so was she with
these books during her last sickness. Several times, when
visited, she was found holding two or three of them in her
lap. "I appreciate these books as I never did before," she
at one time remarked. "They are truth, and they are
righteousness, and they are an everlasting testimony that
God is true." She rejoiced in the thought that when she
could no longer speak to the people, her books would speak
for her. p. 445, Para. 3, [LS15].
At times when her strength permitted, she was taken in a
wheel chair to a sunny veranda on the upper floor. From
this little balcony, embowered with beautiful climbing
roses, the panorama of orchard and vineyard, of mountains
and valleys, afforded continual pleasure. p. 446, Para. 1,
[LS15].
Again and again, during the earlier weeks of her illness,
her voice was lifted in song. The words oftenest chosen
were: "We have heard from the bright, the holy land, We
have heard, and our hearts are glad; For we were a lonely
pilgrim band, And weary, and worn, and sad. They tell us
the pilgrims have a dwelling there -- No longer are
homeless ones; And we know that the goodly land is fair,
Where life's pure river runs. . . . . . . . . "We'll be
there, we'll be there, in a little while, We'll join the
pure and the blest; We'll have the palm, the robe, the
crown, And forever be at rest." p. 446, Para. 2, [LS15].
About a fortnight after her accident, she was told of the
missionary and bookmen's convention in session at Mountain
View, where plans were being laid for an increased
circulation of denominational publications. This reference
to the bookmen led her to express once more the pleasure