shall reap in joy." Though you have had no resting-place for the sole of your foot, the long sleep of the grave and the sweet home of heaven shall rest your weary feet; and though your table has been sparingly spread, yet a rich feast is preparing, and one has already sat down to the banquet.

"I will not leave you comfortless" was fully verified in this; had M'Dowall found no shelter within, from the peltings of the storm without, but the folly and noise of the clamorous woman, his pathway would have been hedged at every step with piercing thorns, and his martyrdom would long since have been completed.

He was from childhood ardently attached to home; the name of father, mother, brother, and sister, he often mentioned with the most heartfelt tenderness. It was there, when in college, in traveling, his hopes, his affections seemed to centre; and in his pungent appeals to the abandoned, how often does he point them to the paternal roof, and endeavor to awaken the dormant sensibilities of the heart by these tender appeals.

"Have you a mother or a sister? Did your mother send you here? Does not her image haunt your guilty soul when you are alone in the silent watches of the night?" These were common interrogations, and M'Dowall had a mother, and he loved her too. Never, will she forget her visit to New-York to see him, when his joy was so great, that he not only fell upon her neck and kissed her, but he took her in his arms, he wept, he laughed, he set her down and took her up, seemingly in a transport of tenderness and joy, till he could do nothing else but sit down and look upon her. His was the "eye that mocked not at his father, nor scorned to obey his mother." He was the son over whose grave his aged parents may shed tears of pleasant sorrow. Well may they say with David, "very pleasant hast thou been unto me," thy love to us was wonderful.

His brothers, and his sisters too, when they look back on the days of childhood, when by the fire-side in peace and affection they assembled, and think that the beloved. John, who was then one of the happy group, is sleeping in death, may well say, "the remembrance of him is sweet."

What godly parent would not strike a new anthem of praise, when a beloved child has so valiantly "fought the good fight and finished the faith," and gone through the glorious gate of martyrdom into the celestial city!

What pious brother or sister would not mingle with their tears of sorrow, a grateful song of praise that such a brother, as a reward for his untiring zeal, is crowned a little before them; that his care-worn body is at rest, and his emancipated soul drinking full draughts from the fountain of life in the midst of the paradise of God.

APPENDIX.

From the Rev. Theodore Wright.

My first acquaintance with Mr. M'Dowall was at Schenectady, in New-York, where I passed the years of my minority. About the year 1825 or 6, he was a member of Union College: he was of that class of young men who believed it his duty, while diligent and persevering in the acquisition of knowledge, to qualify him for a more extended sphere of usefulness in future life, to do good as he passed along.

He often remarked to me,

"We must now work for the good of souls, for we know not that we shall be permitted to enter the holy ministry."

Actuated by this principle, he devoted many of those hours, usually spent in recreation by others, to distributing Tracts, visiting and conversing with the poor. So intense was his love for souls, that I have known him, when passing along the streets, to gather the little children into a neighboring house to converse with them on the duty of loving a Savior.

The colored community knew and loved him through the influence of his counsels and prayers they were often refreshed, both in the social meeting and at the fireside; and many of them were led to rejoice in the Savior.

We know him by no other term than the good Mr. M'Dowall.

His zeal and humility won the confidence of the christian community. About this time the Presbyterian church in Schenectady was vacant, consequently the spiritual interest of the church, under God, was thrown upon the laity. Through their solicitation, Mr. M'Dowall was induced to forego the privilege of visiting his parental roof, from

which he had long been absent, to spend his summer vacation in the promotion of the cause of religion among them. He labored from house to house during the day, and almost every evening in the week he attended meetings for conference and prayer; the Lord greatly owned and blessed his efforts.

The people of God were aroused, and labored and prayed for the salvation of souls; and a number were made to rejoice in the hope of salvation.

It was the blessedness no less than the inconvenience of Mr. M'Dowall, to be in advance of many of his brethren in his zeal and in his views of christian attainments and action. This subjected him to many a sore trial, growing out of the course he pursued among his fellow-students. He felt it his duty to labor for the salvation of those out of Christ; visiting from room to room, solemnly expostu lating with the most sceptical among them.

He was urged on under the impression that they, with himself, were shortly to go forth to exert a decidedly healthful or pestilential influence upon the world. This called out against him all the latent and virulent opposition of those youthful, high-minded sinners. He met this joyfully, but the fault-finding, sensorious disposition evinced towards him by many of his pious companions, almost crushed his spirit. Some even charged him with pursuing a course that would lead the young men to infidelity, rather than to embrace the Savior. "O!" said he to a friend, “I am in a strait betwixt two. My brethren, who, I desist; but my con

am persuaded, mistake, urge me to science and my Bible urge me onward. I think I have a Thus saith the Lord' for my course. I dare not desist, I dare not meet these dear fellow-students at the judgment, with their blood in the skirts of my garments." This transaction called out the prominent traits of character which subsequently, in the life of Mr. M' Dowall, were more fully developed; namely, inflexible adherence to principle, and

unyielding moral courage in carrying them out.

In no

one individual have I seen these characteristics more strikingly marked.

He was a warm friend of my oppressed and greatly injured people. No individual have I ever known more free from that chilling "American caste," which tortures the feelings of all who are of a darker hue than their neighbors, withers their temporal prospects, proscribes them, irrespectively of moral worth, and irreligiously says to those for whom Christ died, Stand thou there."

Of this truth we have a striking illustration in the following occurrence:

While at the Theological Institute in Princeton, it was my happiness to board and room in a very respectable and pious colored family.

When Mr. M'Dowall became acquainted with this circumstance, which was previous to his going to Princeton, he at once determined to secure the same for himself.

I left the seminary in 1828, which was the year he entered. On his arrival at Princeton he immediately applied to my friend for the apartment which I had occupied. My friend acceded to his request. Mr. M'Dowall was delighted with his situation, anticipating much satisfaction in the occupancy of his convenient and pleasant room; not dreaming that an objection could possibly arise among those with whom he was associated for the soul-expanding purpose of preparing to preach the everlasting Gospel of peace. But he soon found his mistake; so great was the excitement among some of the dark-complexioned-hating-young-theologians, that meetings were called, and the voice of remonstrance in murmuring tones fell upon his ear. It was with mingled emotions of sorrow and regret that he witnessed his anti-christian spirit manifested among those, who, above all others, ought to be the last to " have the faith of our Lord Jesus with respect of persons."