He arrived at his house in Morningside on the Friday evening (2 8th
May), apparently in his usual health and strength. On the following
morning, at breakfast, his conversation was as lively and vigorous as
ever. The forenoon of the Saturday was occupied in preparing the
College Report, which he was to give in on Monday to the General
Assembly. On the Sabbath morning he conversed freely with the Rev. Mr.
Gemmel, who was staying at his house; afterwards with Dr. Cunningham;
then attended afternoon service in Morningside Free Church, and on his
way home called on Mrs. Coutts, an old Fifeshire friend, of high
Christian character. Part of the evening was spent in writing to his
sister, Mrs. Morton, and in conversation with Mr. Gemmel. His family
never saw him more genial and happy. After worship, he bade his family
remember that they must be early to-morrow; then he waved his hand and
said, ’A general good-night.’
On the following morning he was found dead in bed. It seemed likely,
from the state of the body, that his spirit had departed soon after he
lay down. There was not the slightest trace of struggle, either on the
face or in the attitude of the body. Never did death give a lighter
touch.
In a funeral sermon preached by the Rev. Dr. Lindsay Alexander, the mode
of his departure was beautifully idealised. He recalled a passage in
one of Dr. Chalmers’s sermons, in which he fancies a man ’standing on
the margin of this green world,’ and feeling himself very closely bound
to ’the region of sense, and of life, and of society’; but suddenly
arrested by seeing some happy island of the blest floating past, ’in the
light of its surpassing glories, and its sounds of sweeter melody, and a
purer beauty resting on every field’: discerning also in its inhabitants
’a peace, and a piety, and a benevolence that put a moral gladness into
every bosom, and united the whole society in rejoicing sympathy with
each other, and with the beneficent Father of them all’; observing,
moreover, signals of welcome for himself, and an open pathway of
communication to the island; insomuch that he is captivated by the
sight; earth becomes a wilderness, and ’the land of invitation’ attracts
him with irresistible power.
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