remarks on the recent legislative enactment excited great interest. This was his last public engagement in Frome. About a week before his death he addressed a letter to the writer of this memoir on Circuit business. In conclusion, he employed terms of great affection towards me and my family; and then, out of his usual way, and apparently without any connexion with his letter, he added, "Farewell in Jesus." The remark struck me at the time. I had not seen him for more than a week; and the occurrence of the next week proved that we had parted to meet no more on earth. On Sunday, July 21st, he preached his last sermon at Warminster. His text was Psalm 1xxiii. 24. He was unusually animated in the delivery of this discourse, which made a deep impression on the minds of those who heard it. He preached emphatically as a dying man; and observed several times, I shall never see

you again. I shall never preach to you again." These remarks were uttered in such a way as evidently to refer to something more than his leaving the adjoining Circuit. He was unusually cheerful after the labours of the day, and enjoyed the society of the kind friends who entertained him. The savour of that evening's service appeared to lift his fainting spirit up.

He purposed to visit his friends in Wales; and from thence intended to proceed to the Conference at Manchester. He left Warminster for Bristol on Monday, July 22d, to which place Mrs. Morgan had proceeded for the purpose of accompanying him to Wales. Mrs. Morgan thus describes his latter days :-"We sailed from Bristol for Wales, by the Swansea steam-packet. Through some defect in the vessel, our passage was long and tedious; so that we did not reach Swansea until Tuesday morning, at nine o'clock. My dear and lamented husband was much exhausted by the roughness of the passage, with sea-sickness, and loss of rest. In the afternoon of Tuesday, however, he appeared in some measure recovered. We spent the evening very comfortably with a serious fellow-passenger, who stayed at the same inn. This gentleman, with his niece, (a daughter of the Rev. F. Derry,) united with us in social prayer, previous to our retiring to rest. My dear husband prayed very fervently for each person present, and in particular for Miss Derry, whose health appeared in a precarious state. He particularly dwelt in his prayer on the improbability of our meeting again on this side of eternity. It was a solemn time: little did I think that he who thus fervently payed for us, and his brethren about to assemble in Conference, would, before another week had elapsed, be an inhabitant of the eternal world. On Wednesday he reached his father's house, in a very debilitated state. He had long had an impression on his mind, that sea-bathing would be of service to him. From this I attempted to dissuade him, but in vain. He rode down to the sea, and bathed, on the Wednesday; and considered himself better. He repeated the bathing on Thursday; but as he returned home, he became very unwell. In the evening he recovered sufficiently to walk out, and attend to some family affairs; but returned

greatly fatigued. This evening, for the last time, he engaged in family prayer; and prayed, as had been his custom of late, that the Lord would prepare us for all his will; and, in his own case, that the Lord, if pleasing in his sight, would restore him to his wonted health, or lay him aside, or take him home to himself; saying, Lord, thou hast a right to do what thou wilt with thine own.' I can bear testimony to the increasingly gracious influence, and decided resignation, which pervaded his soul in his latter days. While the outward man was decaying, the inward man was renewed day by day. No doubt the Lord was graciously preparing him for the heavenly garner. On Friday he began to give up the expectation of meeting his brethren in Conference. He suffered from slow intermitting fever, but objected to have medical assistance on that day.

"On Saturday, 27th, medical aid was called in. The medical gentlemen, however, who attended, gave very little encouragement to hope for his restoration to health. They considered that sea-bathing, in his debilitated state, had produced a violent return of pulmonary disease, the progress of which could not be arrested. He continued to suffer great irritation of the stomach, but little or no pain. He occasionally sunk into a state of stupor, from which it was impossible to arouse him for any length of time. On Sunday he changed for the worse. His medical attendants could do nothing further, and life was ebbing fast away. He was delirious most of the day; but even in his wanderings his mind went after his accustomed work. He frequently exclaimed,' I cannot preach to-day.' When recollected, he with some difficulty made several remarks. At one time he said, We must needs die.' This was uttered with a look expressive of great resignation. At another time he said, Cast thy bread upon the waters.' I thought he was musing upon his past labours and their results, and replied, 'Yes; and it shall be found again after many days.' After this he had some severe mental conflict. His countenance indicated great distress. inquired the cause of his uneasiness. He replied, with a gushing tear, Mental anguish: we are not stocks or stones.' After a little time the cloud removed. A pleasing brightness came over his countenance. I inquired if he felt his mind relieved. He answered, 'Yes; and if he felt peaceful and comfortable. His reply was, Quite so.' At another time I quoted that passage of the Psalms, Though I walk through the valley of the sha dow of death, I will fear no evil; for thou art with me.' He is with me,' he replied. Soon after he said, I shall rest to-day.' And, again, I am going to sleep;' meaning, I believe, the sleep of death. These were the last words I could distinctly understand. His breathing became difficult; his countenance changed; and I felt obliged to leave the room to give vent to my distress and anguish; as I saw that I should soon be left to mourn the loss of a most tender and affectionate husband."

Soon after Mrs. Morgan had retired, and while a friend commended his soul to God, without a struggle or a groan, his prepared spirit joined

"the general assembly and church of the first-born," just as many thousands of congregations were about to commence the worship of God on earth. He died on Sunday, July 28th, 1833, at six o'clock in the evening. He was in the fifty-third year of his age, and had just completed the twenty-fifth of his itinerancy.

He expired on the same evening with the great and good Wilberforce. They were both the friends of the African race. One had laboured in the Senate, and circles of the great, and had made an impression in favour of the injured race, never to be obliterated. The other had spent the palmy state of his existence in the great prison-house itself; and poured the oil and balm of divine consolation into the minds of those who were wounded in spirit, while their bodies were in bonds. He had offered his health and life as a sacrifice to the service of the negro race. They have hailed many a glorified African in the skies; and unite in celebrating the praises of that God who hath made of one blood, and redeemed by one blood, all the children of men that dwell upon the face of the earth.

When the intelligence of Mr. Morgan's death reached Frome, sorrow filled many hearts. He was much and deservedly esteemed by many among various denominations of Christians. The event of his removal was respectfully and affectionately noticed in the four Dissenting chapels of this town; the Ministers of which personally knew and esteemed him. A funeral sermon was preached by the writer of this memorial of departed excellence, to an overflowing congregation, on Sunday, August 11th. The text was Rev. xiv. 13.

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that existed where he was stationed, found in him a zealous advocate; and the nature of his zeal became manifest, by his affording them pecuniary support to the full extent of his means. His habits were those of punctuality and order. All his duties were performed at the proper time. He was not to be diverted from his purpose. His arrangements were clear, and diligently acted upon. It might be said of him, was never unemployed; never triflingly employed." He was zealous and bold in reproving sin. The crying sins of West Indian society he fully exposed. He spared neither the slaves, nor the free population. Many have thought that he exceeded the bounds of prudence on some occasions; but he acted from a high sense of duty. He knew the rage which some of his reproofs excited; and considered there were many who wanted only the ability to take away his life. But even this did not move him. His faith in divine Providence was strong. Though he lived in the midst of persecution in Jamaica, he was never subjected to fine or imprisonment.

He was a man of plain habits, decidedly opposed to gaiety of apparel, and the wearing of ornaments. Whatever may be thought of his wellknown zeal on this subject, it must not be forgotten that he could quote Scripture and Methodist rules in his defence; and that he was the means, in many instances, of turning an extravagant expenditure into a more useful channel. He was distinguished by his discharge of relative duties. An aged father received the principal part of his support from him for many years. His widow bears testimony to his persevering and affectionate discharge of every conjugal duty.

As a colleague and Superintendent he was affectionate and kind. His journal proves that the afflictions and deaths that occurred among his brethren or their families in the Missionary field always deeply affected him. He knew how to sympathize with his brethren. He took his colleagues along with him in all that he did; and was neither in affection, plan, nor effort, separate from his brethren. Mutual love appears to have existed between him and his brethren in every station.

As a Wesleyan Missionary he was qualified for his work. He had zeal and calmness; was patient and untiring in his efforts; and delighted in setting the whole machinery of Methodism at work. He would move with the foremost of its agents, and continue at his work with the last of them. That he had the confidence of his brethren abroad, is clear from many communications I have seen. That he had the confidence of his fathers and brethren at home, it is easy to infer from the frequently expressed approbation he received from the Managing Committee, and from his appointment to the office of Chairman of Foreign Districts, during eleven years of his Missionary life. He was strictly economical of public money. While he knew that the Wesleyan Missions were generously supported, he considered that the utmost economy in expenditure should be practised both abroad and at home. The Minutes of Conference for 1833 bear an honourable testimony to him on this point:

"the general assembly and church of the first-born," just as many thousands of congregations were about to commence the worship of God on earth. He died on Sunday, July 28th, 1833, at six o'clock in the evening. He was in the fifty-third year of his age, and had just completed the twenty-fifth of his itinerancy.

He expired on the same evening with the great and good Wilberforce. They were both the friends of the African race. One had laboured in the Senate, and circles of the great, and had made an impression in favour of the injured race, never to be obliterated. The other had spent the palmy state of his existence in the great prison-house itself; and poured the oil and balm of divine consolation into the minds of those who were wounded in spirit, while their bodies were in bonds. He had offered his health and life as a sacrifice to the service of the negro race. They have hailed many a glorified African in the skies; and unite in celebrating the praises of that God who hath made of one blood, and redeemed by one blood, all the children of men that dwell upon the face of the earth.

When the intelligence of Mr. Morgan's death reached Frome, sorrow filled many hearts. He was much and deservedly esteemed by many among various denominations of Christians. The event of his removal was respectfully and affectionately noticed in the four Dissenting chapels of this town; the Ministers of which personally knew and esteemed him. A funeral sermon was preached by the writer of this memorial of departed excellence, to an overflowing congregation, on Sunday, August 11th. The text was Rev. xiv. 13.

In presenting an outline of my friend's character, I wish to remember that no one hated fulsome panegyric more than himself. He was a plain, straightforward man; and every one saw him as he was. In this sense he was a man of day. As a Preacher, he was plain and sensible, methodical in his arrangements; and some of his pulpit preparations indicate great care and solicitude rightly to divide the word of truth. While he had nothing to do with an ornamental style of preaching, there was an uncompromising fidelity in his addresses, which caused many to feel that he was a man of God. He was useful in every station; and many in the West India islands are prepared to follow his flight to glory, exclaiming, "My father! my father! He was an ardent lover of Methodist doctrines and discipline. A few weeks before his death, he rose to a holy glow of delighted feeling, while expatiating on those glorious doctrines, as he termed them, the effects of which he had witnessed so extensively in the Missionary field. In the maintenance of discipline he was firm and faithful. While he deeply disliked the arbitrary use of power, he considered the acknowledged rules of Methodism good enough to be enforced. He was not easily intimidated from the discharge of any part of his duty.

He was a man of genuine humility, and esteemed others better than himself. He was also a generous man. Every benevolent institution