30 MEMOIR OF GEORGE WILSON. CHAP. Il> 



there was no text in the Bible he thought so beautiful as 

 this, " God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes." As 

 a child this had been a favourite, and was to have been 

 the text of his first sermon had he ever mounted the pulpit, 

 but now new beauty was seen in it. To one or two intimate 

 friends he frequently spoke tenderly of John ; and the only 

 wish he was known to express regarding his burial was in 

 conversation with a friend : " I should like to be laid beside 

 my twin-brother." This desire has been fulfilled ; side by 

 side they lie as in the happy dreams of childhood, safer 

 now and happier than then ; for them that sleep in Jesus 

 will God bring with Him, and they shall be satisfied when 

 they awake in His likeness. 



The two following letters were written during a holiday 

 season. His host in Rcthesay, and companion to Arran, Mr. 

 Campbell, had been a fellow-student, whose acquaintance 

 had been made at the defunct Zetalethic Society. 



" Rothesay, Saturday, September, 1836. 



" MY DEARLY BELOVED BROTHER, As the weather up 

 to the Thursday of the week has been delightful, I have 

 seen the country under its most beautiful aspect, and the 

 rain and clouds which now overspread the sky give rise 

 to scenes which could never have been presented to the 

 eye in sunlight. Before I say anything of my own views 

 or actions, allow me to tell you one thing which I gathered 

 from my companion on the coach to Glasgow. He had 

 resided for a winter in BanfTshire, and often saw the Aurora 

 Borealis, in beauty far excelling its appearance in our more 

 southerly locality. One appearance which occasionally pre- 

 ented itself was that of a great sheet of light waving back- 

 wards and forwards in the sky. You know to what delightful 

 ideas such a description gives rise. In pleasing meditation 



