He is now slowly recovering; but we fear his exertions have been beyond his strength, and that his life must be very precarious.
I hope your health is not more seriously impaired; but we must be looking more and more, dear sir, towards the home which pain and strife cannot enter.
My beloved Susan is very zealous as the animals' friend, and birds of many sorts welcome and solicit her as their patroness.

She desires to be most kindly remembered to you, with, my dear Dean, your attached old friend, JOHN SHEPPARD.
_P.S._--Susan instructs me to say for her that, "since reading your letter to the _Guardian_, she loves you more than ever, if possible." My words are cool in comparison with hers; and this is a curious message for an ancient husband to convey.
She thinks we have not thanked you for the Bishop's Latin verses and the translations of them.

If we have not, it is not because our "_reminiscences_" of you are faint or few.
I wish to preserve a note of a dear old friend of my own, whose talents, perhaps I might say whose genius, was only shrouded by his modesty.

I know that the Dean felt how gratifying it was to find among his congregation men of such accomplishment, such scholarship, as George Moir and George Dundas, and it is something to show that they responded very heartily to that feeling.
GEORGE MOIR to DEAN RAMSAY.
Monday morning, 14 Charlotte Square.
My dear Dean--My condition renders it frequently impossible to attend church, from the difficulty I have in remaining for any length of time.

But I have been able to be present the last two Sundays, and I cannot refrain from saying with how much pleasure I listened yesterday to your discourse on charity.