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derecl in his bosom by the vital faith which united him 

 to Christ and made him in his measure emulous of 

 the love which in infinite fullness dwells in the bo- 

 som of " our faithful and compassionate High-priest," 

 When the time of his departure came, he hailed the 

 approach of death not only with composure, but with 

 the gush of indescribable joy. The conqueror's shout, 

 so familliar to his lips when in health, lingered upon 

 those lips now fast losing the power of utterance. 

 Along with this triumphant mood, he maintained and 

 manifested, to the last, a remarkable degree of that 

 profound self-abasement so often observed in the 

 dying-moments of the most eminent and useful men. 

 His language was: "I have never done any thing; 

 don't mention these things to me; I am nothing but a 

 poor, unworthy sinner, saved by grace. Christ is all; 

 to him be all the praise." Without a struggle or 

 groan, lie fell asleep in Jesus, at Camden, in South 

 Carolina, on the 24th of January, 1847, in the eighty- 

 third year of his natural life, and in the fifty-fifth year 

 of his ministry. " His witness is with God, and his 

 record on high." 



William McKendree was born in King William 

 county, Virginia, July 6, 1757; converted under the 

 ministry of John Easter in 1787, and the next year 

 admitted on trial in the traveling connection. He was 

 elected and ordained a bishop in Baltimore in 1808, 

 and during the eight following years acted as joint 

 superintendent with Bishop Asbury, and after his 

 death, March, 1816, shared the weight and responsi- 

 bility of the office with Bishops George and Roberts. 

 It was said by Johnson of Edmund Burke that if any 

 man should meet him under a tree in a shower of 

 rain, he would at once conclude that he was in the 



