d his emaciated hands to heaven and
murmured praise to God. When the delirium of departure came he strove
to reach his desk that he might write a letter of thanks, particularly
for Cherra. Then he would recall the fact that the little church he at
first formed had branched out into six and twenty churches, in which
the ordinances of the Gospel were regularly administered, and he would
whisper, "What has God wrought!"

The last Sabbath had come--and the last full day. The constant
Marshman was with him. "He was scarcely able to articulate, and after a
little conversation I knelt down by the side of his couch and prayed
with him. Finding my mind unexpectedly drawn out to bless God for His
goodness, in having preserved him and blessed him in India for above
forty years, and made him such an instrument of good to His church; and
to entreat that on his being taken home, a double portion of his spirit
might rest on those who remained behind; though unable to speak, he
testified sufficiently by his countenance how cordially he joined in
this prayer. I then asked Mrs. Carey whether she thought he could now
see me. She said yes, and to convince me, said, 'Mr. Marshman wishes
to know whether you now see him?' He answered so loudly that I could
hear him, 'Yes, I do,' and shook me most cordially by the hand. I then
left him, and my other duties did not permit me to reach him again that
day. The next morning, as I was returning home before sunrise, I met
our Brethren Mack and Leechman out on their morning ride, when Mack
told me that our beloved brother had been rather worse all the night,
and that he had just left him very ill. I immediately hastened home,
through the college in which he has lived these ten years, and when I
reached his room, found that he had just entered into the joy of his
Lord--Mrs. Carey, his son Jabez, my son John, and Mrs. Mack being
present."

It was Monday the 9th June 1834, at half-past five, as the morning sun
was ascending the heavens towards the perfect day. The rain-clouds
burst and covered the land with gloom next morning when they carried
William Carey to the converts' burial-ground and made great
lamentation. The notice was too short for many to come up from
Calcutta in those days. "Mr. Duff, of the Scottish Church, returned a
most kind letter." Sir Charles Metcalfe and the Bishop wrote very
feelingly in reply. Lady Bentinck sent the Rev. Mr. Fisher to
represent the Governor-General