fatigue or age, I know not which. The almond-tree flourishes; those
that look out at the windows begin to be darkened; but the keepers of
the house stand firm, and all the wheels and springs discharge their
office, though more heavily; there is no judging of my days by present
appearances. Well, let me once more return to my rest--_God_;
commit my way to him, who shall bring to pass what is best, and in the
end shall complete my happiness.

"APRIL 23, MONDAY. It is finished. My dear minister's bitter
draught is over. On Thursday, the 19th of this month, a quarter before
ten o'clock, A.M., the Lord received his spirit and laid his weary
flesh to rest. He had a sore conflict with the king of terrors, who
seemed allowed to revel through every part of his mortal frame: his
legs were mortified to his knees; he had not been able to lie down for
four weeks, and died in his chair. Like his Master, he groaned, but
never complained: he had a draught of his Master's cup, but the bitter
ingredient _desertion_ made no part of it. I had the honor to
close his dear eyes, and to shut those dear lips from whence so many
precious truths have proceeded, and to mix with the ministering
spirits who attended to hail the released. This honor I had desired,
but did not reckon myself worthy, and hardly hoped for it; but the
Lord saw the wish, though never formed into a petition, and indulged
me. I bless him for it. And now, farewell human friendships; let me
gird up the loins of my mind, and run with patience the little
further, looking unto Jesus, and following also him my pastor, 'who,
through faith and patience, now inherits the promises.'

"This is a great work finished. Dr. Mason was 'a city set on a
hill.' He was with the army during all the war after the evacuation of
New York; had great influence over the soldiers; preached the gospel