30 THOMAS J. COMBER. 
fulness and depth of your sympathy with me away 
here. I shall never forget your kindly, affectionate 
words at Camden Road on that farewell night ; they 
were almost too much for me, but showed me the 
depth of your nature and feelings. I shall watch 
your career with closest, most earnest, sympathising 
attention, and look forward with happy, bright 
thoughts at the prospect of seeing your face, and 
hearing your voice again. Meanwhile, ‘the Lord 
bless thee and keep thee, the Lord make His face to 
shine upon thee, and be gracious unto thee : the Lord 
lift up His countenance upon thee and give thee 
peace." 
“ P.S , — I scarcely like to send this wretchedly dis- 
jointed letter. I am ashamed of it as an R. R C. 
man, but composition is quite a labour on the West 
Coast.'" 
In one of his early African letters to his old 
Sunday-school teacher he wrote: “Those five years 
of college life, to one so slow to learn as I, were quite 
needed ; and above classics, theology, and other 
subjects, I have learnt something of myself, and 
I feel now more grateful for this than for anything 
else — that the Lord has not allowed me to go to a. 
work like this in entire ignorance of my own nature 
and disposition, with eyes unopened to my weak- 
nesses. I only wonder at my being so slow to learn, 
and at the patience of my teachers, who, in spite of 
foolishness and obstinacy, have not given me up as a 
bad job. I wonder how I have so many friends ; 
I wonder how I got into college ; I feel that if I were 
a member of a college committee, and a candidate 
like myself were to come before me, I should refuse 
him directly. However, it makes me feel sure that 
these important steps of mine have been guided by 
the Lord.'" 
