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and still more glorious in the kingdom of our Re- 

 deemer. 



I am sure that we need not ask for your sympa- 

 thy, nor for your remembrance at a throne of Grace. 



Being no stranger to your character and services 

 in our Master's cause, I am confident that you will 

 not deem it a liberty when I subscribe myself, very 

 respectfully and sincerely, 



Your Brother in the Ministry, 



Stephen Elliott. 



Thirty-seven years later (1884), John Haskell was, 

 as he expressed it, '* passing out of love's clear sight 

 to join the larger family on the other side." He had 

 received the Holy Eucharist, and felt that it was 

 his last Communion on earth — with his grand- 

 father's child-like faith, he whispered : " I shall be 

 the first to see Aunt Julia." 



If the appointed biographer desired that this 

 Chapter in his grandfather's life should be written 

 in full, it was because the letters that detailed the 

 brief life and triumphant death of his young kins- 

 woman stirred his inmost soul. 



I think that he might have closed this Chapter 

 in his Grandfather's appealing words : 



*' Oh my children, will you not profit by this 

 lesson ? " 



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