He lived in an age of darkness and of tumult; but he was a man of prayer, and, according to the light he had, he walked humbly with God.

Commending his soul to the Saviour he fell asleep.

It is recorded that he was a man of such lively emotions that his voice often trembled, and his eyes were filled with tears as he implored God's blessing upon his distracted country.

He wrote, just before his death, a long letter to his children, conceived in the most lovely spirit of piety.

We have space but for a few extracts from these Christian counsels of a dying father.