She bore James Wilson five children and died in 1786. She was a youngest daughter. Little else is known of her. She saw him through the rough years of the Revolution. Pity we don't know more. She died before any of her children and twelve years before her husband.
We each have our place to fill on earth. God knows the number of our days. Worrying will not lengthen or shorten them. How well do we live them?
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