clothes. On entering the house he called Mrs. Crump, and observed: "I fear, my dear, I have injured myself." He then detailed what had occurred, remarking prophetically, that he had sacrificed himself for his child. On his boy coming in, he threw himself into his beloved father's arms, and they wept together. The child was saved: "But," observes Mrs. Crump, "in my own mind the father never recovered from the shock he had experienced, and the effort he had put forth, especially in his delicate state." It was feared that he would have sunk in the autumn of last year; but, to the surprise of his family, he rallied, and to such an extent, that he appeared to enjoy something like his usual health for two months. Prior, however, to leaving Cheltenham, where he and Mrs. Crump had been spending his vacation, he was again seized with illness. It seemed to be a bilious attack,-but in spite of all medicine it ran its course; and it is supposed that a slight cold taken brought on bronchitis, which terminated his life. It was, however, his firm belief that he should recover, and his family had the same impression. His affectionate widow, in a letter before the writer, observes: "I used to pray for his recovery; and one whole night I did so, without rising from my knees; I could not bear to see him suffer." This is indeed true Christian affection.

Our departed friend suffered exceedingly from depression of spirits, and even extreme mental anguish, in the early stage of his illness, from the high state of fever under which he laboured; but he was patient as a lamb,-and perfect quiescence was discovered in relation to the will of God. He had frequently to contend against the dread of death; "not," as he would say, "of the actual giving up of life, but of that which follows the Judgment." He often deplored his want of faith, and expressed strong desires for strong reliance on God's promises. During the last day or two of his illness, he was heard to exclaim, "I am a sinful man, O Lord!"

At the commencement of his illness, when able to sit up, Mrs. Crump said to him, "My dear, here is your Bible; will you not read and pray?" "My Bible," he would reply, "is in my memory. I know much of it by heart; and as for prayer I live upon it. Do not imagine, because you do not see me kneeling often that I do not pray. God does not regard the attitude." Once, when engaged up stairs, Mrs. Crump heard deep groans, as if he were suffering greatly; and running to his room, on entering, he said: "I did not think you could have heard me. It is not pain of body, but anguish of mind, lest I, who have preached to others, should myself be a cast-away!" How striking and beautiful this is, and how powerfully should it impress the ministers of the word! Here were the deep humility, the profound self-examination, the holy jealousy, the inexpressible solicitude, of the faithful servant of Jesus Christ. No hypocrite could have thought, felt, and acted in this manner.

Until he departed to glory he said but little. Almost incessant delirium, and a continual impression, even to the last day of his life, that he would recover, were prevalent. All was calm and quiet, so far as nature went,-still there was no development of Christian triumph. This, however, is quite immaterial-all was right for eternity. The lamp had long been trimmed, and was burning, and he himself was ready when the bridegroom came. His character, his principles, his life, the foundation on which he built,— these were all in all.

He had always said, when well, that "at the hour of death, he hoped to be resigned, but that to rejoice, at so awful a time, would be to him impossible ;"-a singular impression, but one which the most eminent Christians and ministers have felt and realised.

He breathed out his spirit into the bosom of his Redeemer, at Downington House, Lechlade, on the 14th of February, 1848, at the early age of forty-six, leaving an affectionate and almost incon

solable widow, one little girl, and five sons, who we hope will live to comfort their mother, exemplify the character, and develop the beautiful temper of their departed father. His prayers will be heard on their behalf. The children and widow of a servant of God can never be forsaken. It is delightful to contemplate, that, during his last illness, our beloved friend was visited by the respected incumbent of Lechlade, who affectionately prayed for him, and his lady has sympathized, like a true Christian sister, with the bereaved widow. This is the exemplification of the spirit of Christ, and is as rare as beautiful. It does the heart good to dwell on it.

Dr. William Smith, of Highbury, the Rev. Philip Smith, B.A., of Cheshunt College, and four neighbouring ministers, attended the funeral of our departed brother. The chapel was crowded to excess, and the liveliest demonstration of grief was furnished,—all felt that "a man of God" had left them. An eloquent and deeply impressive funeral discourse was delivered, by the Rev. Spedding Curwen, of Reading. The death of Mr. Crump was also specially improved by the Rev. John Smith and William Smith, of Weymouth, and by his attached friend and fellow-student, the Rev. T. Wallace, at Bridport, from the words of our Lord: "Our friend Lazarus sleepeth, but I go that I may awake him out of sleep."

The character of Mr. Crump was one of singular excellence. There were no strong points, nothing startling, vehement; nothing which struck you at once, producing a quick, deep, vivid impression; but it was one which interested and charmed you, as you became growingly acquainted with it. Its marked development was that of quiet and unpretending beauty. There was the gentleness of the gospel, the winning amiableness of the Christian character, the loveliness of real piety, the modesty and retiredness of the superior mind," the violet-like humility" of the true Christian.

As a husband he was one of the most attached and devoted; living to promote

the happiness of her whose interests were identified with his. May his widow be divinely consoled, when recurring to his unfaltering fidelity and attachment!

As a father, he was one of the kindest, awakening and preserving the love and obedience of his children.

As a friend he was enlightened, faithful, and constant. His manners were bland, his deportment courteous and gentlemanly; and his general conduct calculated to secure respect and confidence. As a Christian, he was kind and conciliatory; there was no dogmatism, no sectarian roughness or asperity. He loved all who loved his Lord.

Mr. Crump, as a scholar, was a man of fine accomplishments. His acquaintance with the languages was accurate, varied, and extensive. There was nothing superficial in his acquirements. His classical and philosophical studies were pursued with diligence and delight. How he revelled in the great productions of the master-spirits of ancient Greece and Rome! On leaving Mill-hill, his pupils presented him with Baxter's Polyglot, worth 157., with a handsome inscription on the volume in gilt letters. With the eleven languages of the book he was acquainted. The charm, too, of all was, that there was perfect modesty,-no boast of scholarship.

Mr. Crump's name, as a writer, will long be preserved, by his beautiful memoir of that superior and incomparable young minister, the late Rev. Thomas Chivers Everett, of Reading, a bosom friend of Mr. Crump, and one of the holiest and loveliest of men with whom we have ever met. Everett and Crump were like David and Jonathan,—and there was great similarity of taste and character between them. We advise all young ministers to read Crump's Memoirs of Everett. The volume ought to be reprinted, and circulated at half its former price.

Mr. Crump, as a preacher, was much esteemed; he displayed the qualities of Barnabas, rather than those of Peter; the spirit of John, rather than that of

knew to be just and right, either in the circle of his friends or in matters pertaining to the peace and prosperity of the church and the institutions connected with it and few indeed there are who, with the same firmness, possess and exhibit the same measure of meekness, courtesy, and love.

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With regard to Christians of other denominations, it may be fearlessly asserted, that the late pastor of Highbury Chapel was "a lover of all good men." His catholic spirit, with holy elasticity bounded over the lines by which bigotry and sectarianism have ever sought to exclude Christians of one communion from fellowship and co-operation with those of another. He thought for himself, he allowed his differing brother the same privilege. "The faith once delivered to the saints," was by him regarded as a sacred trust; and for its maintenance, extension, and defence, he was prepared to "endure hardness as a good soldier of Jesus Christ." He could give up anything, and all things, but "the truth as it is in Jesus." He could resist the smile, despise the frown, count the gain however great as loss," and break the tie, however tender or however strong, when conscience whispered, "This is the will of God,"-"this, the mind of Christ." Hence the reader of this sketch will be prepared to hear, that, while this "beloved disciple" could say, with all the catholicity of the Apostle: "Grace be with all them that love our Lord Jesus Christ in sincerity;" he was as far from latitudinarianism in his views of the constitution and government of the Church of Christ, as he was in reference to the grand fundamental doctrines of the gospel. The following sentiments in his own words will confirm the foregoing remark.

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"It is with peculiar joy that I commend to the word of his grace' my dear friends; because it is my firm and increasing belief, that the doctrines you hold, and the form of church-government adopted by Congregational Dissenters are in perfect accordance with the directions and example of that blessed Volume. Every day I live I see more and more the importance of religion being supported by

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"Be Bible Christians," said he, "and you will have nothing to fear. It is filled with Divine comfort and light it will engage your affections in subjects of eternal interest. It will lessen in importance the brief affairs of human life, and it will exalt the realities of Heaven.** Oh, read your Bible day by day; and may the Spirit who indited it seal its important doctrines on your hearts. If, my beloved brethren, you keep closely to the word of his grace, it will prevent you from embracing unsound doctrine, and from falling into unholy practice. It will unite you together in harmony and love. It will make you pant for immortal souls, as those who must give an account,' and it will in all respects add to your joy, your honour, your prosperity, and your usefulness, as a church and congregation."

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But it may be desirable to assign some reasons for introducing so many extracts into this memorial of ministerial diligence and worth. The motive for so doing was to present the Christian and the minister in his own dress before his brethren and the churches; to express in his own language the sentiments of his well-cultured mind, and the solicitudes of his affectionate heart; to convey, as by a voice from his grave, counsels of wisdom to his sorrowing people, with other communities in the same destitute circumstances; and to excite in the minds of his brethren in the ministry a holy ambition to "be followers of him, even as he followed Christ."

We now come to the circumstances immediately connected with his dissolution. His last illness was not of more than about three weeks' duration. Previous to this he had for a considerable time enjoyed almost uninterrupted health,

So little did he or his now mourning friends anticipate its lamented termination, that he walked out within five or six days of his decease. His disorder was brought on by cold, which unhappily he neglected. At length his medical adviser, struck with his languid appearance and concerned for his safety, without consultation, insisted upon his confining himself to the house, and submitting to the proper treatment. This was alas! too late! Inflammation had commenced; and, notwithstanding all that skill and kindness could do, inade irresistible progress. About the time of the commencement of Mr. J.'s last illness, he was deeply affected by the death of Mr. Welsh, the late venerable and highly respected postmaster of Portsmouth, and a highly esteemed member of the church. It had been arranged that on Lord's-day, October 29th, Mr. Jones should preach a funeral sermon for this excellent man; but for some days previously his health was in such a feeble state, that all his friends, including the bereaved family and his deacons, earnestly entreated him to spare himself, and to resign a duty which, however important, would, in their judgment, be far too great a tax, both upon his feelings and his strength. But his love to his pastoral work, to his departed friend, and his sorrowing family, was stronger than his love for himself, and the arguments of his now anxious advisers.

During the service referred to he manifested great physical weakness, yet the sermon, founded upon the words: "Precious in the sight of the Lord," &c., was delivered with great energy. It has been observed, that "many of the observations then made were strikingly applicable to his own case:"-" that it was his own funeral sermon." When speaking of the death of those saints "who have long walked with Christ,-who have worked for Christ,—who have suffered for Christ, and who have lived for Christ," there was a remarkable applicability to his own "manner of life," and peaceful death.

During the sermon, "the perspiration, (to use the words of Mr. Coles, his highly esteemed senior deacon, and highly valued friend,) rolled off his face like pearls into the pulpit." After the service he felt chilled. "He was greatly excited and complained of his head." He was far from well all the evening, and the chilliness continuing, he tried various means to remove it, but in vain. On the following day he was somewhat better, and was able to preside at the evening prayer-meeting, at which he expounded the last Psalm. This was his last public service; and it is remarkable that when Mr. Jones commenced the Monday evening prayer-meeting, he began the exposition of the Book of Psalms, and with the concluding Psalm he finished his public labours. On the day following he became so much worse, that he was earnestly entreated to have medical aid, but could not be prevailed upon. He replied to his friend: “I know my disorder, and shall be better in a day or two." This hope was not realized. Three days afterwards he saw his physician, who told him that he had allowed the disease (which he had by no means rightly understood) to gain ground, and that he must "lay by at once.' On Saturday, Nov. 4th, he took to his room, which, "till his voice was lost in death," he left no more. During the first visit of his medical friend he was greatly affected, and spoke with tears and strong affection of his aged and venerated mother. In the former part of the week in which he died he was able to converse a little, and all he said in reference to himself indicated the most perfect calmness and resignation to the will of God. He was "willing to live or die as it might please the Lord." He did not enter much into his own religious experience. This was in harmony with what he often said in reference to death-bed feelings, on which he placed "not much dependence in themselves. The testimony of a holy life is the only one that can be depended upon." When able to bear it, he found great pleasure in having