My friend, all the struggles and miseries of my life have paled to nothing in the light of this.

If this is to be won by suffering, pray that you may suffer; though I feel, indeed, as if I had not earned or deserved a tenth part of it--it is the free gift of God.
It is to this that we shall all come." He still lived at Tredennis; spending much of his time in visiting and talking to the people round about, the cottagers and farmers.
He was very weak in the mornings, and mostly read, or often was too feeble even for that; but later in the day his strength used somewhat to revive, and he would walk along the lanes with Flora, now growing older and more sedate, trotting by him.

He was known and loved in the circle of the hills.

"Oh, sir," as a poor woman said to me, with tears in her eyes, after he was gone, "I can't tell you how it was--he spoke very little of Him--but he seemed to remind me of the Lord Jesus, if I am not wrong to say it, more than all Mr.Robert's sermons or the pictures in the school-house.

He was so kind and gentle; he seemed to bring God with him!" But the end was not far off.