looks ill now for the realization of his hopes and mine; but I hope still for the best.

You say nothing about your health. I infer that it is mended, but should like to hear some definite information from you on the subject. I wish I could see you

more. Emory was my closest friend-heart to heart. I trusted him far more than I did myself. Dear Professor Caldwell, too, is near his end. How bravely he writes, looking death in the face daily without fear. He, too, lives in Christ, and Christ lives in him. His sky is clear. He has no expectation of living until Commencement, and, indeed, I should not be at all surprised to hear of his death any day. Please write.

Affectionately,

J. R. M'CLINTOCK.

CLXXIV. TO MRS. OLIN.

Sachem's Head, Friday, August 25th, 1848.

I went out in a sail-boat yesterday to Falkner's

Island, five miles distant, where there is a light-house and a house for the keeper. It contains about four acres and a half, rises forty feet abruptly above the sea, and is very fertile, though no culture will make trees grow in so windy an exposure. The keeper is spoken of in the highest terms. He is a Methodist has been there twenty-nine years-has raised a family, and recently married a wife from the shore. Was it love of the man or of matrimony that induced her to choose so solitary a residence in preference to the solitude of maidenhood? There is, after all the denials of coy spinsters, a strong proclivity to marriage, and no wonder, for it is a very good thing, as I can testify. I came near agreeing for rooms on the island for next year. I propose to take you and Henry over there next summer, if we live so long-to forbid all letters, papers, &c.-fairly to cut the world for a fortnight or It would be worth while to look on from a distance and see the planet spin in its solitude-to see how it would get

So.

on without us. Should it do well, we might get a good lesson of humility with the experiment. Should our presence on the main be found indispensable, we might be sent for by a boat, or signalized from the Head or the Point. I merely throw out the suggestion in a general way. We may have time to mature it in the coming twelve months.

This morning a party of four of us went seven miles in another direction, to Thimble Islands, three hundred and sixty-five in number, a fishing. I speak of our intention. We caught no fish. The wind rose, and we were fain to dodge in among the islands for shelter, and I got both wet and seasick at that. We came home to a late, mean dinner, not a little trying to one's philosophy. This brings down the autobiography to Friday, 6 P.M.

CLXXV. TO MR. J. R. OLIN.

Middletown, September 8th, 1848.

I had the pleasure of hearing from you by Mr. Pomeroy, whose account induces me to think that you are quite as well as you usually have been for the last year or two.

I trust that you may long be spared to those who love you, so long as life continues to be an enjoyment to you, if so long it may please the all-wise Disposer of events to spare you from your better inheritance.

My family are well. They are always so, which is a great mercy. Our little boy, now sixteen months old, has become an athletic, dread-naught fellow, chiefly intent on using his limbs, and on turning every thing upside down. He is, of course, a great pet, and occupies a large space in our house and hearts. I am full of solicitude that he shall be trained aright-that he become a good and wise man, and a true Christian. There is little probability that I shall live to see him one or the other. God, however, hears prayer, and rememWill you not help me to lay up guarantees in heaven in behalf of the welfare of this little immortal?

bers it of a long time.

My health has been very indifferent during the past summer. I became enfeebled in May, and though I was never kept away from my little curriculum of official duties, I found the performance of them a struggle. It is so with all I do, and so it must be. I can not pretend to do half work; what I attempt costs me dear. Active official life becomes, under such circumstances, not a little burdensome. I often sigh for liberty to retreat from so many cares and labors. I am unfit for them. I do nothing well. I am always dissatisfied with my own attempts. Could I see a better man to take my place I would gladly renounce it, and fly away to some nook where I might eat cheap bread in quietness. But, so far as I see, I must work on. I can not achieve much, but must do what I can-must be humble, and content to win no honors, for honors come not to one whose infirmities enter

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into and mar every effort. Not my will!" is my cry. If may know that I am in the path of duty, I will be content. All the rest is as nothing. God can overrule all to His glostrong.

ry, the weak as well as the We get on quietly here. We have even moderate prosperity. I think we educate as well as any other college in the land. Our students are, as a body, better than others, better every way. This is an unspeakable comfort to me. Do not imagine that I am tired of doing. I am only weary of half doing. Yet even this shall be welcome, if God so will.

CLXXVI. TO THE REV. DR. LEE

(On the Life and Times of the Rev. Jesse Lee).

Middletown, Sept. 11th, 1848. I assure you I felt very much obliged by the receipt of your "Life and Times of the Rev. Jesse Lee," which I received in the month of June by the hands of Dr. Holdich. I was highly gratified by such a proof of your kind recollection of me through a season so long and tempestuous, and also by

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on without us. son of humility with the experi on the main be found indispensa a boat, or signalized from the H throw out the suggestion in a g time to mature it in the coming

This morning a party of four o. other direction, to Thimble Islaı. ty-five in number, a fishing. I caught no fish. The wind rose in among the islands for shelter sick at that. We came home little trying to one's philosophy biography to Friday, 6 P.M.

CLXXV. To

I had the pleasure of he whose account induces me to as you usually have been f I trust that you may long so long as life continues to i it may please the all-wise from your better inheritan

My family are well. T mercy. Our little boy, n an athletic, dread-naught " limbs, and on turning ever course, a great pet, and o and hearts. I am full of aright-that he become a Christian. There is little him one or the other. God bers it of a long time. Wil tees in heaven in behalf of t

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It is a calamity-a reproach to our common or Northern and Southern Methodism to assume hostile attitudes. They are so unquestionably y one in history, character, and objects-in all feature, which neither of them can do much to ven modify-that, with a moderate share of charDearance, the parties might have kept far from deplorable position. This controversy and schism e more than any other man-has cost me bitter heartfelt anguish-has cost me my earliest, oldest, ristian friends-all but a good conscience and the nsolations of the Gospel. I do not find, however, vote of my brethren in the last General Conference ked the flow of my affections. I will fraternize uthern Methodists, if they will allow me-whether low it or not-for I can not refrain from so doing. I › same interest in their prosperity that I ever did. I recognize the line, though I wished to maintain the I thank you for your paper, with which you have so favored me. It gives me great pleasure to hold such ate and frequent intercourse with the scenes of many resting labors and attachments.

I am about to publish a sermon, of which I shall forward u a copy. It is not much worth your attention, but it will ford me the means of expressing to an old friend my abidng and affectionate sense of his merits and of his various attentions to me.

CLXXVII. TO THE SAME.

Middletown, September 13th, 1848. REVEREND AND DEAR BROTHER,-I wrote to you on Monday last, to thank you for your interesting "Life and Times of Jesse Lee," which you forwarded to me from Pittsburgh, but which feeble health and manifold engagements did not allow me to read till within the last ten days. I will not