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" Some years ago, a brother clergyman was 

 requested to obtain an original letter of the dear and 

 honored Whitefield for me, which he thought he could 

 easily do. He failed, however, in the attempt, but, to 

 my gi-eat surprise and mortification, sent me what he 

 called a precious relic of the holy man of God, one of 

 his bones ! and precious it is, but it was of too sacred 

 a nature to expose to the public eye, and I have pre- 

 served it, hoping to restore it to its proper place with 

 my own hands. This I must now entrust to you, and 

 shall be happy to learn from you that it has been 

 done." 



Mr. Stearns had the memorable relic conveyed to 

 the vault where its kindred remains lie, on the 27th 

 of September, 1849, after having twice crossed the 

 Atlantic, and performed a pilgrimage of at least a 

 quarter of a century. 



The Rev. George Whitefield was one of the earliest 

 and latest friends of the Wesleys, — one of that little 

 band of faithful men who were called Methodists at 

 Oxford, more than a hundred years ago, whose names 

 will live through all generations. Whitefield first 

 arrived in this country in the year 1738. He landed 

 in Savannah, Georgia, and laid the foundation of an 

 orphan house a few miles from Savannah, and after- 

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