I still recall his reply to me in Edinburgh, when I cautioned him against permitting his scientific studies to unspiritualize his activities.

"Never you fear," said he, "I am too busy in trying to save young men; and the only way to do that is to lead them to the Lord Jesus Christ," In former years this room was my beloved mother's "Chamber of Peace" that opens to the sun-rising.

Her pictured face looks down upon me now from the wall, and her Bible lies beside me.

In this room we gathered on the afternoon of September 14, 1887, around her dying bed.

Her last words were: "Now kiss me good night," and in an hour or two she fell into that sweet slumber which Christ gives His beloved, at the ripe age of eighty-five.