fe, contained in a letter to his
sister. Long as it is, we cannot bring ourselves to abridge it. It will
convince our readers that if the three whose lives we have
sketched, have been among the first of women, they were united to one
who knew and appreciated their excellence, and who was _worthy_ to share
their affection.

CLOSING SCENES IN THE LIFE OF DR. JUDSON.

BY HIS WIDOW.

Last month I could do no more than announce to you our painful
bereavement, which though not altogether unexpected, will, I very well
know, fall upon your heart with overwhelming weight. You will find the
account of your brother's last days on board the Aristide Marie, in a
letter written by Mr. Ranney from Mauritius, to the Secretary of the
Board; and I can add nothing to it, with the exception of a few
unimportant particulars, gleaned in conversation with Mr. R. and the
Coringa servant. I grieve that it should be so--that I was not permitted
to watch beside him during those days of terrible suffering; but the
pain, which I at first felt, is gradually yielding to gratitude for the
inestimable privileges which had previously been granted me.

There was something exceedingly beautiful in the decline of your
brother's life--more beautiful than I can describe, though the
impression will remain with me as a sacred legacy, until I go to meet
him where suns shall never set, and life shall never end. He had been,
from my first acquaintance with him, an uncommonly spiritual Christian,
exhibiting his richest graces in the unguarded intercourse of private
life; but during his last year, it seemed as though the light of the
world on which he was entering, had been sent to brighten his upward
pathway. Every subject on which we conversed, every book we read, every
incident that occurred, whether trivial or important, had a tendency to
suggest some peculiarly spiritual train of thought, till it seemed to
me that more than ever before, "Christ was all his theme." Something of
the same nature was also noted in his preaching, to which I then had not
the privilege of listening. He was in the habit, however, of studying
his subject for the Sabbath, audibly, and in my presence, at which time
he was frequently so much affected as to weep, and some times so
overwhelmed with the vastness of his conceptions, as to be obliged to
abandon his theme and choose another. My own illness at the commencement
of the year had brought eternity very near to us, and rendered