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efit the heathen. Make conscience of informing yourself fully in respect to the wants of the heathen. Be willing to make sacrifices. Do what you can to get every man, woman, and child, to give something, at least once in a year. Pray more. Encouragements many-word of God —signs of the times-facilities—success. Motives-life short-eternity near. One thought-take care not to lose your own soul."

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On Saturday, the 4th of February, he left Boston, on his return to New York. He had made arrangements to spend the Sabbath in Worcester, Massachusetts, and attend the monthly missionary concert of prayer in Hartford, Connecticut, on Monday evening. His labors in Boston. had been slightly interrupted on account of illness, at several times, but no special apprehensions in regard to his health had been felt. An individual in whose family he had resided said to him, just as he was leaving the house, Sir, is it not possible for you to remain with us till you have better health?" He answered, "I think not; my plans are formed, and I must go. 1 am very desirous to reach my family." hope, sir, we shall have the pleasure of welcoming you and your dear family in Boston next May." "Perhaps so," he replied, "but it is my desire so to live, that if I find God is going to call me hence in one half hour, I shall have no place I shall wish to visit, no cares to settle, no friends to see." In the same spirit, he bid a final adieu to many other friends.

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The weather was intensely cold, and on reaching Framingham, twenty miles from Boston, he was seized with a chill, which made him cold at his very heart. This was succeeded by a burning heat, under which his pulse soon rose to one hundred and ten strokes in a minute. He reached Worcester at night, where he re

mained at his lodgings till Monday morning. A friend, who called, found him quite languid, and, at intervals, complaining of pain in his head and side. He conversed freely on the general and particular interests of Christ's kingdom, and dwelt with much ardor on the heavenly world. His conversation was like that of one who had already been in the land of promise, and knew by actual experience how to value its blessings. In conversing upon the interests of the education and missionary societies, his soul seemed to be greatly enlarged, and his remarks were of the most impressive character. "Labor on, my brother," said he, "till death. Time is short. often think, when dwelling on this subject, that I shall very soon be laid aside from my labors."

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He arrived at the house of the Rev. Dr. Hawes, in Hartford, about 2 o'clock Monday P. M. Mrs. H. heard some one ring, and then come immediately in. After a moment, she opened the door, and he stood by the table, very slowly taking off his outer garments, and evidently very sick. After sitting down, he said he must have a physician, and mentioned doctors S. and K. Learning that doctor B. was the family physician, he requested that he might be first called. He expressed himself very anxious, if it was not too great a hazard, to attend the monthly concert, at which all the churches were expected, by appointment, to be present to meet him. Doctor B. thought it would not materially increase his illness, and he therefore delayed taking medicine until he should return from the meeting. He made his arrangements to go in time to be present after the first singing and prayer, that he might be out no longer than was necessary. When the family went to meeting, he retired into Dr. H.'s study, to remain until the carriage should come for him. While there, he vomited, but when the carriage came, went down. As he entered the carriage, assisted by the servant, he said,

"I am more fit to go into my bed than to go to meeting." At meeting, he spoke only a few minutes, before he fainted, and was laid upon the settee, in the pulpit. After taking something to revive himself, he apologized to the audience for sitting, and went on with his address, as he sat in a chair in the pulpit. His countenance was now deadly pale, and then striped with scarlet. He spoke solemnly, but feebly, and before he finished, leaned his head upon his hand. He soon closed, and was accompanied home by doctor B. and Mr. F. P. As he passed down the aisle, his deathlike countenance and unnatural suddenness of motion filled the hearts of his friends with anxious forebodings. As soon as he reached home, he took an emetic, which operated favorably. His physician and friend left him at eleven o'clock, very comfortable, and he slept quietly until morning. To a friend, who called on Tuesday morning, he observed, that the last fifteen years of his life had been laboriously filled up; he had taken no relaxation whatever, and was sensible that his health was seriously affected, but was now resolved to take time to recruit. To a female friend, who was performing some slight office for him, on Wednesday, he said, "I feel your kindness more than I can express." He invariably received the smallest attention with expressions of gratitude. On Wednesday, Mrs. H—y took in part the care of him. She said she never saw a countenance so deeply solemn-that he smiled but once during the day, and then but a moment. Thursday, a friend, who delighted to do any thing for him, after dressing his blisters and giving him lemonade, saw he was much refreshed, which he acknowledged in these words: "How comforting are these human kindnesses! No one could have comforted me so much as you have done, this side of New York-my wife"-and his eyes were filled with tears. To the physician he remarked, "It has been

said, that it is better to wear out than to rust out.

It has not been my design to throw away my life. I do not know but in my ardor, I may have been imprudent." In the course of this conversation, he quoted the remark, that a man is 'immortal as long as God has any thing for him to do.” "I wish," said he, "to live so long as God has employment for me; therefore I wish you to visit me three times a day, and invite others as you think proper, that my friends and the public may be satisfied. I wish that every means may be used for my recovery, and the event I cheerfully leave with God." Friday he was very weak. Saturday morning, at eleven o'clock, he had a severe spasm. As he recovered from it, he said, "Lord Jesus, receive my spirit"-probably supposing he was dying. Mr. H. said, "You have a spasm; we hope you are reviving.” He replied, "As the Lord wills." In the course of Saturday, he mentioned, that Harriet Newell's physician told her she must dismiss the gloomy thoughts of death. [From this it would appear, that he was early aware of the critical state of his health.] Some one said, “You have bright prospects beyond the grave." "Yes," he replied, "where the wicked cease from troubling, and the weary are at rest." This was said with peculiar feeling and solemnity. Saturday evening, as doctor K. was sitting beside him, expecting soon to see him die, he pressed his lips to the cheek of Mr. Cornelius, when he moved his head, and returning the salutation, said, "I hope, my dear doctor, you are on the Lord's side." After the reply, he said, “This makes you doubly valuable as a physician.”

About noon, it became apparent to his attendants that the disease was seating itself on his brain. He was very much excited, and the pain in his head increased to a dreadful degree. On Wednesday, he said that the noise in his head was like an hundred steam-engines. Yet his submissive spirit was in many things strikingly apparent.

Dr. Hawes says, "After having suffered severely from one of those violent spasms, which finally exhausted and broke down the firm framework of his soul, he called me to his bedside, and with great deliberation and calmness, said, he felt himself to be near his end. The impression,' said he, has been upon my mind for these last three days, that this is my final sickness; and I bless God that I can look forward to the change before me with composure and hope. I feel that I am a poor sinner; I need to be washed from head to foot in the blood of atonement (this last was uttered with the most affecting solemnity)—but I hope I may be saved through the blood of Christ. Within the last year, and especially of late, the Lord Jesus Christ has been becoming more and more precious to my soul. I feel that I can commit my immortal all to him; and here I wish to bear my dying testimony, that I go to the judgment relying on nothing but the blood of Jesus Christ. Without that, I should have no hope. Tell my dear wife that I praise God, and I hope that she will praise him, that he gives me peace, and I trust a humble, thankful, penitent frame of mind, in this trying hour. Tell her not to indulge in immoderate grief, lest she sin against God. If she could see the whole glorious plan, as God sees it, she would bless his holy name for removing me now. He will take care of her, and the dear children. I have not a doubt of it.'

"After some messages to his children, he spoke of his other friends, calling them by name, and asking God to bless them. He spoke of the cause of missions with great tenderness and affection, and said that he had determined to write to the missionaries at the different stations, to engage them to observe the Friday, preceding the monthly concert, as a day of fasting and prayer, for higher qualifications in themselves, and a higher tone of piety in Christians throughout the world. The thing,'

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