Western Reserve chronicle. [volume] (Warren, Ohio) 1855-1921, 1857-04-22

seasons, he was, if we n~aJIiudge fraa
The expressions he employed, and his gen.
eral demeanor. e~xSeedingly joyful IL
view of the p~erfec,ichS and-gaEsSnsepi
of G d, and the glefious provisions of4he
/ Gospel.
R He sss Confined by his last sickness
Tor nearly two weeks; bun his symptoms
were not considered alarming Till tie
seventh day, when the hiccough com;
menced, which, with very little interrupt
lion. continued 10 me cad Of hislie.4
Though his distress al times seemed al.
most 10 amount To- agony, he manifested
Eho ~impatience.g We learn from one who
was with him during his p~roiracted bod:
ly sufferings, that he was from the be
ginning Of his sickness, in a very spirit.
ual frame, very much in prayer, speaking
often of the wonderful works of God, and
manifesting the sweetest submission TO
the Divine Will. One morning at early
dawn, he expressed a wish 10 sing the
hymn, beginning with,
ht There Is aland of pure delight"
He also desired the eighth chapleLof, Rb-
mans TO be read 10 him in small portions,
as he should he able 10 bare it; aud after
wards offered a prayer, abasing himself
and e~xalting God, with a saint-like rever-
ence and feeedom.T On one occasion, lie
uttered the words, 'Sweei is The work
my God, my King" To his daughter,
-hs-sa id, &llhst-oould- yoss pool, s.ek-fa
lher do without Christ" .;ln my Fathers
house are many mansions; if it were moi
so, / would have told you."s t.My feel
are such that | canno: restrain HEM"
Having said this, he broke forth into
singing,
W 20 glorious hour, Q blest abode" SC.
"Could a Christian" he, asked, wish 10
90 to heaven without dying2" He then
answered his W question. 81 do not.
my Savior has tasted death, and / loo
would taste something Of its bitterness"
He seemed 10 long for full sympathy,
as far as his fragile nature could bear il,
with his dying Lord. To his wife, weep
ing by his side, he said, as he wiped
away her tears, ''Our Savior told us to
comfort one another with these words"
and then and often he would utter, dear
Saviour, sweet Jesus" One morning,
he desired to unite with others in his
room, in singing a hymn, which was
quite a fayorite one of his, commencing
81 % ''Give me the wings Of faith to rise"
To his wife, he said, "God will take care
of you my dear; live near him; be a wild
ow indeed"
AT hi. request, several bosrders whom
he had not seen during his sickness, were
called 10 his bedside. looking upon
them all with a bright and cheerful coun-
.~tenance, he said, Il am YOUR poor sick
friend-poor only because | am a sinner
perhaps | shall die. But there is no
condemnation 10 them WIN are in Christ
Jesus" Il love you" said be 10 one Of
them, 'sbecause you love Christ" TO
the younger. ones he said, "Give God, the
morning of your days. and then he bade
them farewell. No wonder that the
place was a Bochim.
When the curtain was raised in the
morning, be would say, Sweet light
beautiful light-emblem Of heavenI'-
Once, being offered wine, he said, 81 will
drink no more, till | drink il new in my
Fathers kingdom"
The night preceding his decease was
one of much physical distress. AS The
hours OF that night we're drawing 10 a
close, his sufferinss appeared 10 cease; he
fell into a gentle sleep, from which al
half past five o'clock in the morning, he
awoke 10 find himself. we cannot doubt,
a glorifed spirit among the redeemed in
heaven. How great the contrast between
such a life and such a death, and the
life and death of a worldly hardened and
Christless sinner. J. w.
Radley, Mdss., March, 1857.