Banish from your memory all my former indiscretions, and let the cheering hope of a happy meeting hereafter, console you for my loss.

Sincerely penitent for my sins; sensible of the justice of my conviction and sentence, and firmly relying on the merits of a Blessed Redeemer, I am at perfect peace with all mankind, and trust I shall yet experience that peace, which this world cannot give.

Commend my soul to the Divine mercy.

I bid you an eternal farewell.
"Your unhappy dying Son, "SAMUEL PEYTON." After this nothing occurred with which I think it necessary to trouble the reader.

The contents of the following chapters could not, I conceive, be so properly interwoven in the body of the work; I have, therefore, assigned them a place by themselves, with a view that the conclusions adopted in them may be more strongly enforced on the minds of those, to whom they are more particularly addressed..