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I little thought, when last we met,
Thy sun on earth was nearly set-
I said what I can ne'er forget,

"Dear boy, we'll meet again."

Though thou wert tossed upon thy bed,
And sometimes criedst, " My head, my head;"
Yet still the smile came back-I said,
"Fair boy, we'll meet again."

No hope thy weeping mother had,
Thy sister's face was pale and sad,

But thine was always bright and glad
Dear boy, we'll meet again.

""Twas kind," thou saidst, "in God to die
For worms like me. Once I would fly
A darkened room-now Christ is nigh❞—
Fair boy, we'll meet again.

"I love you well, my mother dear-
I love you all, yet shed no tear-
I'd rather be with Christ than here-

Farewell, we'll meet again.

"I fain would live to preach to men ; But, if my God should spare till then, I would be loth to die again"

Dear boy, we'll meet again.

The Sabbath-sun rose bright and clear
When thine was setting on us here,
To shine more bright in yonder sphere-
Farewell, we'll meet again.

I stood beside thy silent bed,

Thy marble brow was cold and dead,
Thy gentle soul was fled-was fled-
Dear boy we'll meet again.

I saw thee in thy narrow rest,
The clods upon thy coffin pressed,

The clouds dropped tears, yet in my breast
God said, "We'll meet again."

Yes, parents, smile through all your tears,
A crown of life your darling wears,
The grave a shady porch appears,
To where we'll meet again.

The precious dust beneath that lies
Shall at the call of Jesus rise,

To meet the bridegroom in the skies—

That day we'll meet again.

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CONCLUDING MEMORIALS.

It is perhaps right, at the close of this volume, to preserve a specimen of the many tributes to his memory which appeared at the time of his decease. One of these, written in his own town by the Rev. J. ROXBURGH, after a brief review of his life, concluded thus:

"Whether viewed as a son, a brother, a friend, or a pastor, often has the remark been made, by those who knew him most intimately, that he was the most faultless and attractive exhibition of the true Christian which they had ever seen embodied in a living form. His great study was to be Christ-like. He was a man of remarkable singleness of heart. He lived but for one object-the glory of the Redeemer in connexion with the salvation of immortal souls. Hence, he carried with him a kind of hallowing influence into every company into which he entered, and his brethren were accustomed to feel as if all were well when their measures met with the sanction and approval of Mr M'Cheyne. He was, indeed, the object of an esteem and reverence altogether singular toward so young a man, and which had their foundation in the deep and universal conviction of his perfect integrity of purpose-his unbending sincerity and truthfulness-his Christian generosity of spirit —and in the persuasion that he was a man who lived near to God, as was evident from his holy walk, his spiritual and heavenly-minded frame, and his singularly amiable and affectionate temper and disposition. In his zeal to the cause in which the Church is engaged he was most exemplary. His spiritual mind had a quick and strong perception of the connexion of the great principles for which she is contending, with the interests of vital godliness in the land. His views concerning the issues of the controversy, as regards the fate of the Establishment, and the guilt and consequent danger of the country, were remarkably dark; but, as respects the imperishable interests of the Gospel, he rejoiced in the assurance, 'We have a strong city; salvation will God appoint for walls and bulwarks.' The example of his zeal and growing devotion in this cause has been bequeathed by him as a precious legacy to his attached and weeping flock His death has spread a general gloom among the friends of religion throughout this town, and bitter are the tears that have been wrung from many eyes al unused to weep. Every one feels as if bereaved of a personal friend, and is at a loss for language to convey his

sense of the loss which himself and the cause of truth have sustained-sorrowing most of all that they shall see his face no more.' 'There is a prince and a great man fallen this day in Israel.' May the Lord increase the measures of his grace and strength to his surviving servants, who are called to occupy the breach thus left in the walls of our Zion! Help, Lord; for the godly man ceaseth; for the faithful fail from among the children of men."

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"It is impossible to describe the grief which pervades his flock. The lane in which his residence was situated was constantly crowded with anxious inquirers, and numerous prayermeetings were held during the progress of his illness. On Thursday there was the usual meeting in the church, and it was then agreed, by many present, to meet for prayer the next evening in the school-house. This they accordingly did, but it proved all too small to contain the crowds who flocked to it, and an adjournment to the church was necessary. Towards the close, it became know that increasing fears for their pastor's life were entertained, and the mourning people were with difficulty persuaded against remaining in the church throughout the night; and when, the next morning, the news spread amongst them, the voice of weeping might have been heard in almost every household. On Sabbath, Mr Bonar of Collace, the dear friend of the deceased, and his companion in Palestine, preached in the forenoon and afternoon, and Mr Miller of Wallacetown in the evening.* On each occasion, the church

(including the passages) was crowded in every part; and it was remarked by those who were present, that they never before saw so many men in tears. It was truly a weeping congregation."

The funeral took place on the Thursday following. "Business was almost totally suspended throughout the bounds of his parish, and, hours before the time appointed for the funeral arrived, crowds began to draw towards the scene of the mournful obsequies from all parts of the town, anxious to pay the last sad token of respect to the remains of one whom living they had esteemed so highly. Long before the hour arrived, the whole line of road intervening between the dwelling-house and the churchyard was crowded with men, women, and children, principally of the working classes. Every window overlooking the procession, and the church itself, were like

*The texts were these:-After reading 2 Kings ii. 1-15, the subject in the forenoon was Romans viii. 38, 39-in the afternoon, Romans viii. 28-30-in the evening Rev. viii. 13--17.

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