Vernon Street Church, just as many years afterwards he received Mr.Moody to the same communion table.
Of Mr.Gough's extraordinary platform powers I need not speak while there are so many now living that sat under the enchantment of his eloquence.

A man who could crowd an opera house in London to listen to so unpopular a theme as temperance while a score or more of coroneted carriages were waiting about the door must have been no ordinary master of oratory.

As an actor he might have been a second Garrick; as a preacher of the Gospel he would have been a second Whitefield.

My house was his home when visiting our city for many years, and he used to tell me that my letters to him were carried in his breast pocket until they were worn to fragments.

His last speech, delivered in Philadelphia, displayed much of his early power, and the last sentence, "Young man, keep a clean record," rung out as he fell stricken with apoplexy, and the eloquent voice was silent forever.