fort him in a degree, and he then said, "What a
charming place heaven is." It being observed that great advantages
frequently resulted from a long illness, he expressed his sense of it by
exclaiming, "What a dreadful place must I have gone to had I been cut
off at once."

The next morning he was asked if he wished to converse with a minister?
on his answering in the affirmative, the Rev. Mr. W. was requested to
visit him; and was the instrument, in the hands of God, of composing his
mind. The next day he requested that Watts' Psalms and Hymns, which he
was very fond of reading, might be brought to him; and when his father
came to his bedside he pointed to the 23d psalm, and asked if it was not
a very sweet one?

On Saturday following he expressed a wish to have a Bible and prayer
book purchased for him, in which, together with his hymn book, he wrote
his name.

On Thursday, the 7th of April, being much worse, he was again asked if
his mind was comfortable, to which he replied, "No; I am the greatest of
sinners, and Satan tempts me to sin." Everything was said that could be
thought of to compose him, and soon after he became more tranquil, and
appeared delighted with the idea of heaven, requesting to have a
description of that blessed place read to him. This had been done some
time before, and had made a lasting impression on his mind. But when he
made the request he added in a low voice, "I am afraid I shall never get
there, because I do not love my Saviour as I ought." Being asked again
how he found his mind, he answered, "A little better; but I wish to love
my Lord and Saviour; and I hope to be able to do it more and more."

On being reminded that it was Good Friday, he talked much of our Lord's
great sufferings for his people; and while speaking of the blessed Lamb
that had been crucified on that day, he desired the 25th hymn of the
third book of Watts to be read to him.

"All mortal vanities, begone."

On the evening of this day he appeared to feel much of what had been
said to him by the Rev. Mr. H., who had visited him frequently.

Saturday night was spent in great pain--he had but few intervals of
ease. When he was told "such things were from the Lord," he replied,
"The Lord is good, yes, the Lord is good to them who put their trust in
him." When he expressed his gratitude to his weeping parents for their
attention to him, and his mother had told him that it was the Lord who
enabled them to do any