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that he would not remain long with them. His allusions of this kind have been repeated, even when apparently in his usual health ; and they indicated the current of his thoughts.
“ He retained his consciousness till within a few hours of his death, and made distinct replies to every question put to him. He was fully aware that his end was near; and in answer to the question, Can you now rest with firm faith upon the merits of your Divine Redeem. er?' he said, “I trust I do : upon what else can I rest ? '
“ At another time, in reply to a similar question, he said, “Of course, I have no other ground of hope.' We did not often speak to him dur. ing those last three days, but had no doubt that he was entirely con. scious of his state, knew that his family were all near, and that his mind was free from anxiety. He could not speak with ease, and we were unwilling to cause him the pain of exertion. His whole life, marked by uniform greatness, wisdom, and integrity; his deep humility, his profound reverence for the Divine Majesty, his habitual preparation for death, his humble trust in his Saviour, left nothing to be desired for the consolation of his family under this great loss. He was gradually prepared for his departure. His last years were passed in calm retirement; and he died as he wished to die, with his faculties unimpaired, without great pain, with his family around his bed, the precious promises of the Gos. pel before his mind, without lingering disease, and yet not suddenly called away."
Such, Mr. Chief Justice, was the life, and such the death, of JEREMIAH Mason. For one, I could pour out my heart like water, at the recollection of his virtues and his friendship, and in the feeling of his loss. I would embalm his memory in my best affections. His personal regard, so long continued to me, I esteem one of the greatest blessings of my life; and I hope that it may be known hereafter, that, without intermission or coolness through many years, and until he descended to his grave, Mr. Mason and myself were friends.
Mr. Mason died in old age; not by a violent stroke from the hand of death, not by a sudden rupture of the ties of nature, but by a gradual wearing out of his constitution. He enjoyed through life, indeed, remarkable health. He took competent exercise, loved the open air, and, avoiding all extreme theories or practice, controlled his conduct and habits of life by the rules of prudence and moderation. His death was therefore not unlike that described by the angel, admonishing Adam :
“I yield it just, said Adam, and submit.
But is there yet no other way, besides
There is, said Michael, if thou well observe