"Oh that I had chosen the narrow despised way, it alone is the good way!"

    "Eternity! oh what an idea! Were I to write the largest figure on every grain of sand that lies on the sea-shore, then to reckon those numbers together, still the sum would not be eternity. And shall I be able to escape from Him who is of purer eyes than to look on iniquity, who is every where? to flee from His power who raised the dead, and to whom the devils are subject?.... Remember, death is at the door, and that event which I must meet to-morrow, you must all err long meet, though I trust not in the dreadful form in which it is before me. Hear then my last words. I have not known one hour of happiness since I forsook the paths of virtue; I have proved the truth of the Scriptures which I slighted. My soul has been 'like the troubled sea, when it cannot rest, whose waters cast up mire and dirt. there is no peace, said my God, to the wicked.' The Lord has often made me to 'flee when no man pursued.' I have heard the vengeance of God in the winter blast, in the dreams on my bed; the Lord has scared me with dreams till my flesh has crept with horror. Oh! believe the Bible. 'God is angry with the wicked every day,' and they are made to feel it. Even in this dark prison and with only my dark hope, I have at moments experienced a feeling of peace, a little taste of a holier and purer joy, that can make me believe all that God's Word contains of promise and of blessing, and of present consolation to those who have interest in Christ. Oh that I had chosen the narrow despised way, it alone is the good way!"

                                   'The Highland Chairman'