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in the main were his conclusions. It is unnecessary for us to analyze the article in question, as it is probably within the reach of nearly all those who may read the present notice. But we can livet som would earnestly recommend it to the people of God, at the present day, when, if ever, this subject ought to be understood and temps de por felt.

Mr. Walton was now to enter a different field from any he gets the del mondo had before occupied. An invitation was given him to a new church in Hartford, Conn. This, in the providence of God, was to be the further scene of his labors, and here he was to find his repose in the grave. "After much deliberation and

prayer, he came to the conclusion, that it was his duty to remove to New England." His congregation in Alexandria were nearly aan garis all professing christians, and he found not, therefore, the subjects his own soul had been so greatly refreshed. In another place, these he might perhaps enjoy this privilege. Yet the separation from being partit his people was most trying. It is ever so to a pastor who for years has labored and watched for their spiritual welfare. To a man of Walton's character, so peculiarly alive to sympathy benci Orod. be wa and friendship, who had been so constant and unwearied in his efforts to benefit them, through whose instrumentality many of them had become reconciled to God; to such a man, and in such circumstances, the idea of thus breaking away from them, never perhaps to behold them again, must indeed have been a painful one. But he held himself ready to depart or abide, as Providence should dictate; and he felt that he heard the same voice which had brought him there, now saying to him, “Arise, and depart whither I shall send thee." At his request, therefore, the pastoral relation between himself and the people of Alexandria was dissolved. We cannot avoid quoting here from a letter to Rev. H. F. Burder, a passage which shows what were Mr. Walton's views of doctrines at the time he came to New England :

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of the churches has been much disturbed for several years past, by a controversy respecting ability and inability-new meas. ures and old measures. There are those among us who are afraid of detracting somewhat from the honor of sovereign grace, by insisting upon the immediate performance of all the duties which the bible enjoins upon both believers and unbelievers ;-I mean in the same way that the Bible does, without stopping to tell them in the same breath that they have no ability to perform these duties. They stop to qualify their statements on these subjects, and to give such explanations respect ing the sinner's dependence on divine grace, as serve to ease off the

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pressure of obligation and to quiet conscience, while submissively waiting for divine grace to do every thing for him. Meanwhile very little is said about the guilt of rebelling against God and persisting in that rebellion after duty is known. Ministers of this class appear to have given but little attention to the great principles of the moral government of God, the foundation of moral obligation, and the manner in which God deals with creatures who still possess, though ever inclined to pervert, the powers of moral agency. They seem to make no distinction between that kind of operation which is necessary to transform an idiot into a rational creature, and that which is required to a change of disposition in a voluntary transgressor. Especially do they appear to overlook the fact that the change necessarily implies the act of the sinner himself : that while the divine efficiency is acknowledged, the nature of the case requires the voluntary agency of the sinner in turning away from sin and submitting to God. Overlooking this point, they fail to urge upon sinners the doing of that which is as essential to their conversion as the divine agency itself. These brethren moreover seem to think there are comparatively no evils to be guarded against, excepting those of extravagance and innovation."

pp. 241, 242. Mr. Walton arrived in Hartford with his family Oct. 31, 1832. In the providence of God, he was not permitted to labor long in this new field; but, as in every other scene of his ministry, so here, he could number the seals of his faithfulness. He immediately entered on a similar course of labor, in visiting and conversing with his people, as had elsewhere been crowned with success. An increasing seriousness became evident, and in January, 1833, a protracted meeting was held, which resulted in the apparent conversion of a considerable number to Christ. But his health was poor, and he remarks in his diary, “I feel as if I never had so great a work to do; and yet I sometimes feel as if my best energies had been expended in Alexandria, so that I can never labor again as I did there." About this time, he gave to the public a tract, entitled “Preparations for Special Efforts to promote the work of God." The object of this tract was to arouse the minds of Christians to the proper state of feeling, and to point out to them their duty, that so much time need not be spent in preaching to them, in order to prepare their minds to enter upon a revival of religion. It is a valuable addition to the means for suitably conducting a people through such a season, and seems to have been quite popular, as two hundred copies were sold in two days. The very full account of this protracted meeting, published at the time in the New York Evangelist, is largely quoted in the volume before us, but we cannot extract from it, for want of room. In the December number of the Christian Spectator for 1833, is a valuable article VOL. X.


from the pen of Mr. Walton, “On the views and feelings which have characterized successful ministers." This, we think, is Mr. Walton's ablest printed production, and it indicates not merely research and discrimination of judgment, but a heart most deeply imbued with a love for his work, and an ardent desire to honor God by the salvation of souls. We would commend it to the frequent perusal of every pastor and candidate for the ministry. As the year advances to its close, we find Mr. Walton drawing sensibly nearer to his last account. Repeated mention is now made of his being confined by sickness to his room and bed. Among the last books which he read, were an autobiography of Adam Clarke, and Baxter on Conversion. The following is said to be the last entry in his diary: "I have also written several skeletons of sermons, and revised parts of several little volumes which I expect shortly to publish. I have also written the narrative of the events of my early life, amounting to seventeen pages." His last letter was to Dr. Hill, his successor at Alexandria, and is dated Dec. 19, 1833. The next day he rose early, and walked out before breakfast, and returned home chilled. After breakfast he again rode out, but in the afternoon was taken with bleeding, and from that time till his death, was confined to his house. His spirit was prepared and preparing, for God was now ready to call him home. He gradually declined till Feb. 18, 1834, when he entered into his rest. His death-bed scene was filled with glowing language of confidence, and amid severe pains of body, he rose triumphant in his aspiration for heavenly communion, and enjoyment of unwonted happiness. The account furnished by a friend is a most interesting one, and we cannot resist the temptation to quote from it somewhat at length:

'The night previous to his hemorrhage, he had such views of the character of God as he never had before. He seemed,” said he, "to be preparing me for this, and I feel a sweet peace in leaving myself in His hands, and I never have been able to look at death and the grave with so much composure. The grave-yard looks like a quiet restingplace for this poor body, while my spirit will be with Jesus.”

He gradually declined from day to day, occasionally walking across the room, until Tuesday, Feb. 11, when it was determined to try the efficacy of bleeding. This afforded only temporary relief. The afternoon of that day brought increased difficulty of breathing and general weakness. At night, he retired earlier than usual, laying aside for the last time his earthly robes.

Addressing himself to a member of his family, he asked her, "What are the first sensations of a christian on reaching heaven ?" Delight in sceing Jesus,” was the reply. “ Yes," said he, “this is it. I wonder why we fix our eyes on these low grounds." His difficulty of breathing having for a time subsided, it was suggested that perhaps it was a token for good. “I hope so;" he replied, “the Lord tempers his rough wind in the day of his east wind.” He committed to memory that hymn which much refreshed and animated him:

“ When languor and disease invade," and when a friend rehearsed to him the lines :

“ Sweet to lie passive in his hands,

And know no will but thine." he said: “Father, if this cup may not pass from me, except I drink it, thy will be done,” and his countenance became radiant with peace and joy, as he discoursed of the goodness of God. In the deep serenity of conscious triumph, “ You must have,” said he to M

some appropriate passages to read or quote to me, when I begin my last struggle.” “I hope, my dear,” said Mrs. W., "you will have a better prompter than M" "O yes," he rejoined," the Holy Spirit. Then pray for the Holy Spirit." Saturday night was passed in pain and restlessness, but in great mental enjoyment. He declared that he “never had such sensible communion with Christ. He condescends to come down into my room and speak face to face, even as a man speaketh with his friend." He repeated with great apparent pleasure :

“But speak, my Lord, and calm my fear,

Am I not safe beneath thy shade?
Thy justice will not strike me here,

Nor Satan dare my soul invade." To his wife he said, as if anticipating the heavy load both of grief and responsibility, which her Heavenly Father was about to impose on her, “My love, the Lord will not lay upon us more than he will enable us to bear. He will temper his rough wind.” “One reason," he remarked at another time, “why christians have so little sensible communion with Christ is, they do not stir themselves up to take hold on God.”

Seeming to be sinking, he asked, Is this dying ? it is easy, very easy. Sometimes when I pray that I may have ease from my sufferings, I think I hear my Savior say, This is the way I take to draw you to myself.' I shall have his image stamped upon me.

He loves me. O what glory! This is easy. I can't say but it is pleasant.And this was said with a smile of ineffable sweetness, which beautifully lighted up his pale and solemn countenance, as if, like Stephen, he saw the glories of heaven unveiled, ere the spirit went to bow before the eternal throne! This,” said one of those present, " is what we have been praying for.” "Precious brethren," he replied, "I thank you. I love you. Peace! My peace flows like a river. Calm! heavenly calm! O who could give me such sweet peace, but Jesus, my Savior ? O that there should be such glory in reserve for mortals!"

When asked by Dr. Hawes, on Sabbath afternoon, how he felt, " This," he answered, “ has been on the whole the happiest day of my life. The joy I have felt is unspeakable. My peace flows like a river. Dear brother Hawes, be faithful, be faithful, and God will bless you." Being asked how the ministry appeared to him, he said with emphasis, important, all important. I should preach the gospel very differently were I spared. I have clearer views of truth.

The Savior appears glorious, most glorious. And when he bade his brother farewell, taking both his hands he said, “I hope to meet you in heaven,-farewell, dear brother, be faithful, be faithful unto death.” Go pray for me,'

,” said he to another clerical brother, " that Jesus will manifest his Spirit unto me. Thou knowest, dear Jesus, what it is to die. Dear Jesus, thou art a present help in every time of trouble. Thou knowest how much this body suffers. Thou that hearest prayer, do hear me; receive my departing spirit."

About 7 o'clock in the evening, he asked for Clarke on the Promises. " Do read me something to help me over this Jordan of death." He appeared refreshed by the passages read. His sufferings being now intense, he prayed earnestly, “If it please thee, O precious Redeemer, come quickly! O Jesus, come quickly. I have glorified thee on the earth in some measure. I have finished the work thou gavest me to do. Dear Savior, do come quickly, and take thy unworthy servant home. But I would not dictate to thee, but do come quickly, O come. What a dreadful thing sin is! This is the process we must all go through."

To a christian brother he said: “You know the peculiar trials and difficulties I have had since I came here, and more recently my extreme state of suffering. Still, I do not regret coming to this place. I regret that I have not been able to labor more with the church.” He then prayed fervently: "Come, Heaven, and fill my large desires.” “Satan," said he,

could not give me such peace. O no! such views of God, such increasing views of his glory, until every earthly object is eclipsed, and myself appear like a mote floating in the sunbeam! My fears are gone. I am not afraid. He is my strength, and has become my salvation. VICTORY! A GLORIOUS VICTORY! O Savior ! Fill my soul with thy love! And now I bring my dear family, and my dear church. Take care of them! I come as a sinner saved by the blood of Christ-saved by grace."

When asked if he had any thing to say to those brethren who had been laboring with him in the cause of revivals, he replied : “O I want to have them less censorious. I believe the cause in which we are engaged is the cause of God, and will prevail; but I fear there is a disposition in some young men to indulge in hard feelings towards those who do not look at things in the same light; to speak of existing evils in the spirit of evil. There are some of our brethren who are too reckless of the feelings and impressions which are made upon the minds of some by our peculiar manner of preaching." Whether living or dying, our dear friend, it was known to all who knew him, ever cherished and ex

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