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"How dreadful is this place," he cried,

"How sacred is the ground!

Here have I seen the house of God,
The gate of heaven found."

Inmates! or guests! whoe'er you are,
That in this room may lie ;
Remember-here our WINTER slept,
And here began to die.

To return to Painswick. He had collections of his papers brought to him, and inspected them, destroying, as well as preserving, many. He remarked, that it was unreasonable for him to give his surviving friends so much trouble. It would appear, from hence, that he deemed the time of his departure was drawing on, even though he might be permitted to visit the house of God again. What the state of his mind now was, the following letter will discover. -The editor sets a peculiar value upon it, because it was not only the last that he received from his ever dear and honored friend, but also the last that was written by him.

"MY VERY DEAR FRIEND,

"THE morning after I wrote to you I was seized with a cold shivering followed with a violent bilious fever, and this attended with

an inflammation in my right leg, from which I have not the least relief. The fever continues to lurk in me, and I am a complete invalid. Hitherto I have had such pulpit help as the neighborhood affords but it is too inconsiderable. I have an inclination to make an effort to come abroad next Lord's day, but it is very doubtful whether I shall be able, but if I do I fear I shall not be capable of collecting matter that will be a stay to me, so barren is my mind and inadequate to fixed thought. I have been a long time out of order, and my limbs exceedingly affected by every little damp which has come to them. My mind amidst all is calm and placid, and I am desirous that the will of the Lord may be done in the issue. We are sure the Lord does that which is right, and however exercised we may be with pain it becomes us to live in the exercise of submission. What if this be the presage of dissolution? I hope to consider it the presage of release from sin and its effects; and that, through the grace of our adorable Jesus, I shall attain to the full salvation which his sufferings and death have made sure. I am pleased at the good account you give of William. May you escape the pain arising from undutiful children, and have all the bless

ings arising from obedience and affection. My love to Mrs. Jay and the family.

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"I am,

My very dear friend,
Affectionately your's,

"In our dear Lord Jesus,

Painswick,

"C. W."

"December 31, 1807."

This was written in bed; and being finished, the hand which the writing proved was beginning to forget her cunning, laid down the pen for ever.

The relapse of the disorder increased its violence, and seemed to threaten mortification in the right leg. His friends had now every reason to fear the result, and if prayers and tears would have retained him " Our brother had not died."

There would have been nothing unsatisfactory if the life of such a man had closed in silence. We are prone to lay too much stress on a few dying expressions.-Yet the words of departing saints are precious. They convince and they encourage.

Such stupefaction did the last stages of the disorder produce, that the dear deceased had

not many intervals in which he could command the use of his reason. His benign and venerable countenance was viewed with the most sympathetic interest, while he was sleeping away the hours that kept him from the joy

of his Lord.

Even his mild and gentle rambles were all in character with the man; and each lucid moment was filled up with prayer, thanksgiving, and friendship. He often mentioned his connexions by name, attended with some devotional expression. Every time he took refreshment, or medicine, he verbally implored the divine blessing. On the Wednesday night previous to his dissolution, being asked by his nurse how he was, he replied, "I am a little languid, but I bless God that he has brought me thus far, in such an easy manner." Soon after, he desired the three first chapters of the Epistle to the Philippians, to be read to him. He paid particular regard to those passages that speak of ministers and people in their relation to each other. He said, "He had labored for the young, but feared he had not been very useful, yet he hoped the good effect of it would hereafter appear."

He said, "If God were to refer the event of the affliction to me, I would refer it to him

again. "I feel to this world as a weaned child."

On Friday one of his brethren, Mr. Bishop of Glocester visited him. When told that he was come, he lifted up his eyes and hands with surprise and pleasure. Mr. Bishop said to him, "I hope sir that you are happy?" He replied, "YES." His friend added "It is but a short step from earth to heaven:" with a feeble but distinct voice he echoed, "A short step" and then added, "I have sought the divine glory more than my own interest. I am closing life as I began it." His eye-lids then fell-his voice ceased-and death seemed rapidly approaching.

Many acknowledgments of a similar nature were uttered, which, as is too common in these cases, the attendants did not secure at the season, and could not accurately recover afterwards. Indeed the affectionate and devoted creatures significantly remarked, they "Did not know that one thing he said was better than another; it was all of a piece-so heavenly -it was heaven to be with him."

The sabbath was now come that was to end in the rest that remains for the people of God. In the morning he prayed, "Lord bless and unite my people." Soon after, he suddenly

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