ly grasped and implicitly followed. His intellectual powers
were of a high order. He impressed every acquaintance with his
intellectual greatness. His discourse was lofty but impressive.

"His religious life was less marked in public. He united with no
church, though he was a man of prayer and from his dying bed sent a
religious message to the students."

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From a reliable source we have the following notice of another of
Dartmouth's eminent and honored teachers:

Daniel Oliver, whose name appears on the list of teachers of past
years in both the Medical and Academical departments of Dartmouth
College, was born on the 9th of September, 1787. He was the third son
of the Rev. Thomas Fitch Oliver, at that time rector of St. Michael's,
Marblehead, and belonged to a family distinguished in the history of
Massachusetts from the earliest period of the colony. He was a direct
descendant of Mr. Thomas Oliver, whom Winthrop calls "an experienced
and very skilful surgeon," and who acted as one of the ruling elders
of the church in Boston soon after his arrival in 1632. Through his
mother he was descended from William Pynchon, one of the founders of
the Massachusetts Colony, and the Rev. William Hubbard, the historian
of New England; and, through his paternal grandmother he was a
descendant of the Rev. John Eliot, the noted Indian missionary.

After the death of his father, which took place at Garrison Forest,
near Baltimore, before he had attained his tenth year, he was placed
in the care of Colonel Lloyd Rogers, of that city, and almost
immediately commenced his preparatory course for college, applying
himself to his studies with great diligence, and entered. Harvard
College in 1802. Although fond of study, and possessed of a mind of
unusual vigor and brilliancy, the ambitions of college life do not
seem to have dimmed the memories of his forest home in the South, and
in his letters, while at Cambridge, he more than once recalls the
pleasant hours when living within its shades, in a strain at once
suggestive of a refined and poetic nature.

To one of his thoughtful and contemplative mind it is not strange
that, suddenly transferred from the quiet of home life to the turmoil
of college scenes, he should have found much that was distasteful; and
the following extract from a letter to him from the late Mr. Justice
Story, at that time betrothed to his eldest sister, and with whom he
was