But the summons came at last. In 1839 Bishop de la Hailandiere of Vincennes, Indiana, an intimate friend of the family, who was in France, seeking aid for his mission, visited Irma's home. Here was the heaven-sent messenger. Never did a Desdemona listen to an Othello with half the eagerness with which Irma listened to the details which Bishop de la Hailandiere gave of those distant lands in America where so many souls were in darkness and in the shadow of death. Cecile wished to set out with him immediately. I did not say any thing, but I thought, "It is there perhaps that God calls me." Eugenie laughs and will not believe me; her gayety and her assurance make me heartsick. Poor dear sister how she will weep when I leave her.'"