y all are of praises of him, whose memory, I humbly
pray, his children may ever cherish as their richest earthly
inheritance.

A gentleman of Cincinnati writes: "After the first stunning
realization of the horrible crime of which your dear and universally
beloved husband has been the victim, we continue to ask ourselves, if
such a man is murdered, who can be safe? A man so kind, so just, so
gentle, so good. I never knew a man whose whole life and character
would have seemed a better guarantee against all violence, even of
feeling."

A lady, who had passed the greater part of her life in St. Louis,
writes to my brother Henry, from "East Rockport." She says, (after an
expression of her heart-felt sympathy for him, and for the bereaved
wife and child): "St. Louis has not been alone in her just indignation
and horror at the cruel and ruthless deed committed on one of her
principal streets; the bitter lament she so recently sent forth to all
parts of the country has been re-echoed back again by many hearts and
voices, that never knew our poor friend. May I not then, who have
known him from his early youth, be permitted to bear my testimony to
his many excellencies of character, so justly portrayed by his own
Pastor, and others, with whom he was associated? Yes! there is but one
voice on that subject, as there should be but one earnest wish, by all
who mourn this sad event, 'May I die the death of the righteous, and
may my last end be like his.' I know that on the face of the widowed
wife and her only child, there rests the expression of unutterable
sorrow, but her Maker is her husband, and her fatherless one, His
peculiar care. The cold grave does not contain the immortal spirit
that she saw contending in its agony for freedom from its clay casket,
but it has soared away forever to the fields of light and immortality.
May all with whom he has been associated, and all who shall hereafter
learn the history of his amiable character, of his serene, and exalted
piety, his peaceful conscience, and his martyr death, be so impressed
as to join themselves to the 'followers of the Cross,' and bear the
same noble testimony to the excellence of our holy religion that our
friend, Mr. Charless, has done."

Another lady writes, from Cumberland, Penn., thus: "My heart
bleeds for you all, for well I know what a treasure you have lost. Few
persons beyond your family circle had a better opportunity of knowing
your beloved husband,