were fixed on Rev. Mr. McPheeters and your grandfather, as they walked
together down the aisle. I had a good excuse to stop as I was in the
advance of my husband, and off to one side I saw him bow most
reverently, as he said, "Your riverence"--"Your honor," and out of the
abundance of his heart, while tears streamed down his honest face, he
gave utterance to his feelings of gratitude to God, and to them, for
the blessedness of this holy day. The pathos and eloquence of the
sermon had completely overcome him. David was a farmer, and after
having been in your grandfather's employ, at first one thing and then
another, for a year or two, he finally accepted an advantageous offer,
to take charge of a gentleman's farm, some eight or ten miles from the
city; and we had heard nothing from the family for several months,
when, one cold rainy day in autumn, a wagon was driven up to our front
door, containing his remains. His poor afflicted wife came with them,
and told, that David had said, "Take me to Mr. Charless to bury me."
He had died of congestive fever. No doubt but that it was a comfort to
the poor fellow in his dying hour to feel that in this distant land of
strangers, he had found a friend who would not neglect "the widow and
the fatherless in their affliction," and his confidence was not
misplaced, for, from the time of his death, his family lived near us,
and never knew, as long as David's good friend lived, what it was to
want a friend indeed.

Another anecdote of the poor just occurs to my mind, and as it
exhibits your grandfather in another light, I will relate it.
Immediately after dinner, on a pleasant day, my two sisters-in-law, who
resided together, less than a square from us, came over to our house,
with a man, who had just applied to them for assistance. They were
deeply interested in behalf of this poor fellow, who was a Frenchman,
and "Frenchmen," they said, "were not apt to beg unless in real want."
They were sure he was an honest man. One of my sisters was a French
Creole, and both were new beginners in active effort for the benefit of
the indigent, and did not know exactly the best method of relieving the
unfortunate man, "who had just arrived and had a poor sick wife and six
little children on the boat at the wharf. A kind-hearted gentleman had
offered them a home at his farm in Illinois, a few miles from the
river, and all he wished was money sufficient to hire a horse and wagon
in which to mov