but absorbed in philosophical pursuits. Well does the writer of these
lines recall the vision of a slender figure wearing in summer the
flowing silk robe, in winter the long, dark blue cloak of the
profession, walking with measured step from his residence in Rowe
Street towards the meeting house in Purchase Street. The face was
shaven clean, the brown hair curled in close, crisp ringlets; the face
was pale as if in thought; the gold-rimmed spectacles concealed black
eyes; the head was alternately bent and raised. No one could have
guessed that the man had in him the fund of humor in which his friends
delighted, or the heroism in social reform which a few years later
amazed the community. He seemed a sober, devoted minister of the
gospel, formal, punctilious, ascetic, a trifle forbidding to the
stranger. But even then the new thoughts of the age were at work within
him."

Minot Pratt was at one time foreman printer at the office of the
_Christian Register_--a finely formed, large, graceful-featured,
modest man. His voice was low, soft and calm. His presence inspired
confidence and respect. Whatever he touched was well done. He was
faithful and dignified, and the serenity of his nature welled up in
genial smiles. In farm work he was Mr. Ripley's right hand. He was not
far from him in age. They agreed in practical matters; indeed, Mr.
Ripley deferred to him. His wife was an earnest, strong, faithful
worker. They entered into the scheme with fervor, and it was often said
of him that he was first to give Mr. Ripley the hand of fellowship in
the practical work of organizing the society.

John Sullivan Dwight was born in Boston, and was keenly sensitive to
harmony of all kinds; amiable, thoughtful, kind. Touched with the
divine desire to do good to all, he entered into the work with his