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Title: J. Carlisle, Brooklyn, USA to his sister, [Forkhill, Co. Armagh?].
CollectionIrish Emigration Database
FileCarlisle, J/32
SenderCarlisle, J.
Sender Gendermale
Sender Occupationunknown
Sender Religionunknown
OriginBrooklyn, NYC, USA
DestinationCo. Armagh, N.Ireland
Recipient Genderfemale
SourceT 1790/5/4: No Publication without permission of MIss D. Quinn, Merriview, Quay Hill, Ballycastle, Co. Antrim.
ArchiveThe Public Record Office, Northern Ireland.
Doc. No.8903109
Partial Date
Doc. TypeEMG
LogDocument added by JM 09:11:1993.
Word Count410
Transcript145 Myrtle Avenue, Brooklyn
Oct 7th 1857
Dear Sister
I did not think of writing nor
as I had nothing particular to send, but as
I was just sending a newspaper I thought
I would also drop a few lines to you -
Through the blessing of God I still enjoy
the blessing of perfect health and strength which
I trust all of you are also privileged to enjoy
- I need not tell you what encouragement
your last letters [also?] did me I felt much
anxiety of mind untill [until?] I recd [received?] it but now
I am [satisfied?] - I forget not to pray my
Heavenly Father to be in you minds and around
and about you Continually and I trust you will
ever be kept near the shepherd's side, He has been, and
ever will be a Father to the Fatherless and the widow's
God, & if we are only faithful, a few more storms
and our wordly fears and wordly cares will sink with
frail mortality in the silent chest, and O May we
have it then to say, "all is well" - I intend sending
the christan [Christian?] Advocate every week - unless I should
sometimes forget remember me in love to all
Write at your convenience what news you can
I remember when in a storm coming to
America, while it seemed as though we
stood on the brink of eternity, and I with
many others supposed we could not escape -
I went down with a heavy heart to my
couch not knowing but [ere?] long we should
sink in the mighty [deep?], and when then
I took up the sacred word of God my only
consolation in that hour & the very first passage
that caught my eys [eyes?], were the following beautiful
words, "Call upon me in the day of trouble and
I will deliver thee and thou shall glorify me"
These words I have never forgotten, nor do I
believe I ever shall. & now forget not to call
upon him in the day of thy trouble, seeing he
has promised to deliver -
I bid you a kind adieu -
for the present -
Remember your
affirm Bro [brother?]
J Carlisle

A stranger in this world below
I calmly sojourn here
Nor can this happiness or love

Provoke any hopes or fears.

It's evils in a moment end
It's joys as soon are past
But O! the the bless to which we tend,
Eternally shall last