e. The work seems to be deepening among the Society. I think we
shall have a comfortable and prosperous year.

_September 24th._ In a subsequent letter to Mr. Junkin, Dr. Ryerson
speaks of a sudden and severe bereavement which had overtaken him. He
said:--

My poor little son John[46] has been removed to the other and
better country. He continued to walk about until within ten
minutes before his death, on the 22nd inst. After attempting to
take a spoonful of milk, he leaned back his head and expired in my
arms, without the slightest visible struggle. He has suffered much,
but expressed a desire that he might live, so that he could see his
little sister. He told me a few days before he died, that he hoped
to go to Heaven, because Jesus had died for him, and loved him. I
feel as a broken vessel in this bereavement of the subject of so
many anxious cares and fond hopes. But this I do know, that I love
God, and supremely desire to advance His glory, and that He does
all things for the best. I will therefore magnify His name when
clouds and darkness envelope His ways, as well as when the smiles
of His providence gladden the heart of man. O may He make me and
mine more entirely and exclusively His, than ever!

In a letter to Mr. Junkin, dated November 14th, Dr. Ryerson says:--

We all go into one chapel to-morrow, which will complete the Union.
Thank the Lord for it! Every one of our members of the "American"
Society (so called heretofore) has already taken sittings in the newly
enlarged chapel, and all things appear to be harmonious and encouraging.
Every pew in the body of the chapel has already been taken by our
brethren and intimate friends; and, notwithstanding the new chapel will
hold more than both the old ones, we are not likely to have enough
sittings to meet the applications that are likely to be made, when it is
known out of the Society, though the whole chapel above and below
(except one tier around the gallery) is pewed.

I have learned that I shall have to take another trip to England. We had
just got comfortably settled here in Kingston; had become acquainted
with the people on all sides, and are happy in our souls, and in our
work. Nothing but the alternative, as Rev. William Lord deeply feels, of
the sinking or success of the Upper Canada Academy, could have induced
me this year to have undertaken such a task. But my motto is--"the