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ever knew. For many years lie never heard any thing 

 that was said in preaching; hut he always attended. 

 Many years ago, at a camp-meeting near Charleston, 

 seeing him in great weakness go to the stand, at every 

 honr, I said to him, ' Brother, why do you weary your- 

 self to go every time to the stand, seeing you cannot 

 hear a word?' To which he replied, in his own em- 

 phatic way, ' I go to fill my place, as every good man 

 ought.' 



" My brother by nature was a great man. In his 

 mind could be seen, projecting out, the evidence of a 

 clear, logical philosophy. Even without the benefit of 

 early education, and aided only by original genius, 

 and such assistance as a self-sustained mind could 

 command, I doubt whether any one ever heard him 

 argue a point in polemic theology confusedly. He 

 was in his own way a great and a powerful preacher. 



" My brother had many trials and troubles, priva- 

 tions and sufferings. But all these he bore, for a little 

 over sixty years, with a Christian heroism unsurpassed 

 by that of any fellow-pilgrim of his day. His faith 

 entered into God with a firm hold at first, and never 

 faltered in all his long life. He was uncompromising 

 in his views of right and duty. He was incorruptible. 



" I claim nothing for him above what constitutes a 

 good man, but simply all that does. He had infirmi- 

 ties, of course. But I never knew him to mar the 

 symmetry of his godliness by an invasion of it in all 

 my days of intimacy with him. After the death of 

 his wife and the dispersion of his children by mar- 

 riage, he became a lone traveler, a very pilgrim, to 

 Zion bound. He made annual visits to his children; 

 visiting by the way many old friends, and preaching 

 as he was able. But he made' his home for the last 



