370 APPENDIX I. 



and various pains of body, though all of these in varying measures, 

 and probably with longer or shorter intermission. The Father's 

 personal complacency in Him, and His loving confidence in the 

 Father, were in no sense inconsistent with vicarious enduring. 

 All suffering He ever bore, He bore as our vicarious Substitute, 

 as second' Adam, with culmination of pressure at the garden and 

 the Cross ; but he never lost sight of the love of the Father. All, 

 all helped to pay the ' ten thousand talents ' of our debt to God. 

 In Him is no sin ! " 



In 1884 my dear husband had the first symptoms of diabetes. 

 He was sometimes much depressed, but the doctor's good care and 

 a prescribed diet strengthened him, and he recovered. Notwith- 

 standing depression, I see by the diary of that year that his 

 great energy of mind enabled him to get through much general 

 reading. In the autumn and winter months he subscribed to 

 Mudie's Library, as had been his habit for some years. He was 

 a rapid reader, and got through a large number of books of 

 various interest, chiefly in the evenings — travels of naturalists ; 

 histories of all parts of the world ; missionary exploits largely. 

 He watched with great interest the development and opening 

 of that wonderful quarter of the world, the " Dark Continent." 

 By these means his general depression wore off, and he grew 

 more cheerful. He was more indoors than usual, being afraid 

 of the inclemency of the weather, until the summer of 1885 came, 

 when he resumed his usual outdoor exercise. 



It was always a great delight to him to watch the signs of 

 spring and early summer. He was up early in the morning, with 

 his study window open for the fresh air, listening for the first 

 voice of the cuckoo, or for the songs of the many birds which 

 used to congregate in the trees around. There was one which 

 we called " the cuckoo tree " in a near meadow, which we could 

 see from the upper windows of our house. He always tried to 

 be the first who heard or saw this bird, which for many years 

 came there. In the diary I see frequently, " I walked round by 

 (or through) the cuckoo meadow and sat under the tree, the bird 

 voicing over my head." Of late years there were so many 

 inhabited houses that this bird almost ceased to appear : quite a 

 disappointment to him. 



I find by the end of this year The Mysteries of God was 



