of grace. I never prayed for life, but that he might be washed,
sanctified, and have all God's salvation completed in his soul, and be
received into the arms of his mercy. I also had been, and still was,
very importunate that God would give me some token, some assurance
that he would save his soul, and give him an abundant entrance into
the kingdom of his glory; and, by all that I had heard, seen, and
felt, I was now satisfied that the most merciful God had sealed his
pardon for Jesus' sake; and I found myself ready, dearly as I loved
him, to resign him into the hands of divine mercy; but still I
breathed after some further manifestation.

"In the evening Dr. Galloway, an old acquaintance, arrived from
the island of Dominico, and hearing of his friend's illness, came
immediately to visit him. When my doctor heard his voice only whisper
how he was, he said, 'I hear Galloway's voice,' and stretched out his
hand; so fully had he his senses to the last. Upon their feeling his
pulse, he asked if they thought he would be long in dying. Dr. Eird
replied, 'You must not talk of dying, but of living; you are stronger
than when I was here this morning, and I have seen many worse recover.
Do, do be advised, take your medicine, and try for life.' These words
brought a gleam of hope to my despairing soul, and what had been
denied me for twenty-four hours, a flood of tears, and I was greatly
relieved. I went out to the gallery and gave a free vent to my
bursting heart. I now also begged the Lord for his life, and said in
my heart, should he now be restored, how doubly blessed would he be,
healed in soul and body. I returned to his bedside and thus addressed
my beloved: 'My dearest life, the doctors still have hopes, and we
know nothing is impossible with God. Who knows what further service he
may have for you in this world; or whether he may not give you to my
prayers, and restore you to your Bell and family? God works by means;