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several hymns, accompanied by the melodeon. In the meantime Mr. R. was attended by the two servants. At nine o'clock I went up to his room and found him apparently very happy and inclined to talk much. I told him we had enjoyed our meeting exceedingly, and felt sorry he was unable to be with us. I asked him how he had been. 'In a delightful state, Doctor; oh, such glorious views as I have had!' Soon he began to sing
"Awake my soul, stretch every nerve,' etc.
and parts of several other similar hymns. I noticed that he appeared very much excited, and threw his arms about in a restless, nervous way, and I was not long in coming to the conclusion that he was delirious. We tried to keep him calm and quiet, but he grew worse for several hours. Mr. J. and Mrs. N. were up till after midnight, and (with two servants) I was standing by him all night. Frequently, after a few moments of sleep, he would break out in singing, or would speak as if preaching, or making an ad. dress. Once or twice he said, 'Oh, I see the glory of the Divine Nature, nearer and nearer it comes -how beautiful-how glorious!' The latter part of the night he began to be more quiet, and in the morning, Monday, he slept considerable; and
during the day he seemed nearly free from delirium, and always answered our questions intelligently. His pulse was quicker and weaker than the preceding day, owing, I thought, in part, at least, to the excitement of the night before. Towards evening, Mr. Jones having gone over to Mr. Walker's, Mr. R. requested me to send for him, and said he had something to tell him. 'I want to tell him of the glory of God.' In the evening Mr. Walker came, and kindly offered to sit up with Mr. R. that night, and give me an opportunity to rest. Having given direction in regard to the medicine to be given, before 10 I retired. Just before Mr. R. requested Mr. W. to wind up his watch. During the night he was somewhat delirious, but not nearly as much so as the preceding night. He was in a gentle perspiration most of the time, and in the morning, at 5 o'clock, when I came into the room, he seemed very quiet, but extremely sensitive to cold, and frequently repeated the words— keep me warm-keep me warm.' I found his pulse much weaker than it was the preceding day. He said he had no pain, and was very easy and quiet. After breakfast, as I was by him, I inquired whether any of the letters he had just received were from his father or mother; and he said there was no letter from them, but two were from his brothers, and when he became stronger he would write to them. I
told him I would not tire him with questions, for he needed rest. "Yes,' he replied, after I have .
' rested awhile, I shall be better.' Sometimes he would say—'God is good;' and several times he prayed—'Lord, deal gently with thy servant.' He continued quiet, and sleeping much of the time till half past-ten. I was with him all the time, and knew he was gradually growing weaker, but did not think he would leave us so soon as he did. I found at that time his pulse no longer perceptible, and his breathing was short though easy. I went and told Mr. Jones that I feared he would not be long with us, and when I returned to the bedside, I found his eyes open and fixed. I spoke to him, but he made no reply, though he continued to breathe till about eleven, when his spirit quietly left the frail body, and soared away
to the blessed mansion where sick. ness, suffering, and sorrow are no more. So his prayer was answered. The Lord did deal gently with him, and his end was perfect peace. I have not time now, my dear friends, to write more. I deeply sympathize with you in your loss. I, as well as the others of our station, became very much interested in Mr. Righter; we loved him as our brother. We still love to think of him as our brother—a brother not lost, but before us gone to a happy land, where after a few years, at longest, we hope again to meet, and never part.'
LETTER FROM REV. GEORGE C. KNAPP.
" DIARBEKIR, TURKEY, Wednesday, Dec. 17, 1856. "DEAR AFFLICTED FRIENDS: You will learn from the particulars of accompanying letters from other members of this mission station of the Board such intelligence as will cause your heart to bleed ! Dear friends, it is a sad as well as an unexpected task that we are called upon, by the inscrutable ways of Providence, to perform, while we think what must be the anguish of spirit we shall occasion to each one who reads! May the Lord grant you his grace to comfort
to comfort and strengthen your hearts under the present bereavement.
“Yes, your beloved son and brother, Chester N. Righter is no more! This day it has been our mournful duty to commit his remains to the grave!
“Little did we think eight weeks ago when he spent several days with us, the very picture of health, exhibiting so freely his characteristic cheerfulness and resolution, that we should ever be called to perform so sad a duty! Here ended his earthly pilgrimage in a twofold sense. How true that the Lord's ways are not our ways, and it is not in man to direct his steps.
“In anticipation of your wishes to learn the particulars respecting the burial services of our
departed brother, I will endeavor to give you them as faithfully as my time will admit.
“Our brother died about noon of yesterday; and we chose to depart from the established custom of this people of burying the dead on the same day of their decease, that we might make the desired arrangements without confusion.
“Owing to this mission station being in its infancy no Protestant burial-place has been secured; but our good deacon, Shemmas Sulleba, kindly offered us a space owned by him in the Syrian burying-ground. To feel secure from my fears of dissatisfaction the bishops and patriarch of that church were consulted, and they had no objection to his being buried there, if Shemmas was willing.
“Two of the best carpenters in the city were furnished by the English Consul, by whom they were employed, who made the coffin of unusually fine boards from Erzroum, which, fortunately, Brother Walker had purchased a year ago. It was made of the same shape common in America; and, according to the English custom, covered with fine black cloth. The inside was trimmed with white cambric, very tastefully plaited by our ladies. In this the body was deposited, and becomingly attired, according to the American custom.
“And now imagine yourselves seated with us in Dr. Nutting's spacious sitting-room. It is one