In the summer of 1856 I visited my beloved friend Gough at his beautiful Boylston home to aid him in revival services, which he was conducting in his own church, then without a pastor.

He was Sunday-school superintendent, pastor and leader of inquiry meetings--all in himself.

One evening he took me to the house of his neighbor, Captain Flagg, and said to me: "Here, in this house, Mary and I did our brief two or three weeks of courting.

We didn't talk of love, but only religion and about the welfare of my soul.
We prayed together every time we met; and it was such serious business that I do not think I even kissed her until we were married.

She took me on trust, with three dollars in my pocket, and has been to me the best wife God ever made." When they went to Boston, Dr.Edward N.Kirk received Mr.Gough into the Mt.