His grandfather, Dr.John McKelway, a typical Scotchman, was my family physician and church deacon in the city of Trenton.

Among the editorial fraternity let me also mention here the name of my near neighbor, Mr.
Edward Gary, of the _New York Times_, who was with me in Fort Sumter, at the restoration of the flag, and with whom I have foregathered in many a fertilizing conversation.

Away off on the slope above beautiful Stockbridge, and surrounded by his Berkshire Hills, Dr.Henry M.Field is spending the bright "Indian summer" of his long and honored career.
For forty years we held sweet fellowship in the columns of the _New York Evangelist_.
The experience of the great Apostle at Rome, who dwelt for nearly two years in his "hired house," has been followed by numberless examples of the ministers of the Gospel who have had a migratory home life.

My experience under rented roofs led me to build, in 1865, this dwelling, which has housed our domestic life for seven and thirty years.

A true homestead is not a Jonah's gourd for temporary shelter from sun and storm, it is a treasure house of accumulations.