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childhood, for the great work he had to accomplish by him, but even in the temperature of his bodily constitution and natural disposition. Difficulties to him never appeared insurmountable: from childhood always earnest in all his pursuits, whether recreation or learning, perseverance was a leading feature in his character.
I believe it was not till the winter before he left Piddington for Moulton, that he had any ground for hope that the Lord had answered prayer respecting his relations. During that winter the Lord first began to work on the mind of my sister, and some others of our acquaintance. At the autumn, Mr. Scott, then of Olney, was invited to preach at Pury; his being a church minister, and the novelty of the place he preached in, induced me and most in the village to hear him. The text was alarming: “Except ye repent, ye shall all likewise perish.' The effects never quite left me; and, in the winter, our family was visited by a fever, which left an alarming effect on the spirits. My sister had such a flow of spirits as hurt her very much, while I had as great a depression. My brother, observing it, said, with some emotion, ‘Sister, read your bible.' I did not feel inclined to follow his advice, because I had often read the Bible before, but found no beauty in it. However, I felt secretly inclined to follow his advice, and began with a determination to pursue with diligence. I found no relief till I got to the thirty-first chapter of Jeremiah, those words, “There is hope in thy end.' From that time his God enabled him to see that he
was a prayer-hearing and answering God, though he long called him to wait. He often spoke afterwards of what he used to feel when he came home and saw us so insensible of our danger, yet seldom could summon courage enough to speak on the subject of religion to his dearest friends. For me, in particular, he felt, because he often saw me reduced apparently to the borders of the grave, quite insensible of the hand which brought down and raised up again. Often did we observe the emotions of his mind; but did not think his concern at all necessary. O what a privilege to have praying relations; and what a mercy to have a God that waits to be gracious!
'At the time my brother went to Moulton there was a prospect of a good school, though that was soon blasted by the return of the former school-master.'
There might be another reason why his school succeeded so ill. He probably had much less faculty for teaching than for acquiring. And then he could never assume the carriage, nor utter the tones, nor wield the sceptre of a schoolmaster. He would frequently smile at his incompetency in these respects; and used to say, facetiously, “When I kept school, the boys kept me.
“The people being poor could not support a minister comfortably; but brother had the satisfaction to know it was not for want of a willing mind, but for want of ability. This made him cheerfully submit to any privation, rather than discover it to grieve them. But as his family increased, we were witnesses of the difficulties they often felt. Yet, under all, he steadily
persevered in the pursuit of knowledge, making considerable progress in the study of Greek. Here also, with the help of his friends, he cultivated a neat garden, by removing the rubbish of an old barn. It is a little remarkable that, as soon as my brother had got a garden into a state of cultivation, he was generally called to leave it. This, to one so fond of it, must have been a little self-denial; yet, to a mind like his, no doubt, it was a lesson of some importance, and led him more to see that this is not our rest, that sin has polluted all our enjoyments.
At Moulton he had three sons, Felix, William, and Peter. Peter died at Mudnabatty, in the East Indies.
From Moulton he removed to Leicester with his family. Whether he had a new garden there to cultivate, I never heard. At Leicester he had some difficulties to encounter from the state in which the church was at that time. Mr. Sutcliff said once to us, that the difficulties he met there would have discouraged the spirits of almost any man besides him; but he set his shoulder to the work, and steadily persevered till it was accomplished, and soon had the pleasure to reap the fruits of his steady perseverance. While he continued at Leicester, he was blessed with another daughter, named Lucy: this child also died in its
This was a painful stroke both to parents and children; they all seemed so fond of her. He used to mention the death of this child in every letter for some time, yet with a degree of resignation and submission to the divine will. We were convinced, however, that he was touched in a tender point.
* Just before he left Leicester, brother Carey went into Yorkshire to take his last farewell of his only and beloved brother and family. Brother Thomas had then three sons: Peter, named after our uncle ; Edmund, called after our dear father; and Eustace, then only two years old. Little did we think he was to follow his dear uncle on the same delightful errand. How good is God! What am I, and what is my father's house, that such favours are shown to us! and that so many so dear to us should be devoted to the work of so good a master!
* In that visit our dear brother had the pleasure of witnessing the exertions of the friends of religion in Yorkshire, in raising a good collection for the cause his heart was so fully bent upon. At that time also he met with dear brother Ward, and said, 'If we go to India, and succeed in our work, of which I have no doubt, we shall have need of your help. This was the first thing that set dear Mr. Ward seriously to reflect; and his God strengthened him heartily to engage in the good work. Little did our dear brother think he was to be the instrument in the hand of God, of the conversion of his two eldest sons. How mysterious are the ways of Jehovah! yet all right. All his plans are before him; nothing at random or without design.
“At the time he left England he was very much attached to Phebe Hobson, his sister's eldest child. She was then three years old, and fond of her uncle. Sister had but two children at the time; one a little boy only a year old. The last time my brother was
here, he said, 'In your first letter, I shall expect to hear of the death of that child. But he is yet spared.
'It was a little remarkable that Phebe always wished to follow her uncle, and, we hope, imbibes a little of his spirit. We think it an honour conferred on us by the King of kings, that he has called one out of my sister's family, and my youngest brother's only surviving son. Oh, may these earnests encourage our future hopes, that all ours may be a seed to serve him in their day and generation !
• Jabez Carey, my brother's fourth son, was born at Hackleton, at the time his father was going first to India. Sister concluded for him to go the first voyage without her; but being detained at the Isle of Wight longer than they expected, his wife was delivered in the mean time. He wrote us the account from thence. Providence so ordered it that they came back. He had only Felix with him then. He said, when they went in, he pleaded by silence and tears; while Mr. Thomas pleaded by arguments, till his wife consented to go. No time was then lost in getting ready, lest she should change her mind, or the vessel sail without them; so, from ignorance and want of time, they had many difficulties on board the ship. Jabez was only six weeks old when they left England. Jonathan was born at Mudnabatty; the place where Peter died. Then he had four sons left, and he lives to see them all engaged for that God to whom, he has often said, that from the first of his engaging in the work of the mission, he had given himself with all he had, and on that account could not draw back, as he