Rev. GEORGE MORRISON, of Terre Haute, Ind., writes as follows: "Mr. Leake kept a very full diary of events during the whole of his ministerial career, extending from 1814 to 1816. He was a man of positive opinions, of profound scholarship and large views, though of a peculiar temperament, which led him to study the sterner attributes of God. But to him no relish so great, nothing so precious as to hear one of his younger brethren talk to him of the preciousness of Jesus to the believer. Such a believer, such a scholar, such a minister, such a father, died in Christ, and is now partaker of the fullness of his glory. His classical and theological attainments were of a high order, and he was a writer of considerable force. Upon the issues which disrupted the Church in 1837 he was one of the most rigid of the Old School party, and upon the issues of the Assemblies of 1861 to 1866 he stood with those who recognized authority in the Church, said authority to be respected and enforced."

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LLOYD, CHARLES HOOKER-Was born in New Haven, Conn., Feb. 21, 1833. He removed to New York City, where he was engaged in mercantile pursuits until 1856, when he made a profession of religion, and was soon after prompted by a desire to consecrate himself entirely to Christ by becoming a missionary to the heathen. With this purpose in view he entered New York University in 1856, where he remained a year and half, but owing to ill health he did not graduate. He studied divinity in the Theological Seminary at Princeton, N. J., finishing his course in 1862. He was licensed by New York Presbytery, and was ordained as an evangelist by the same Presbytery, April 29, 1862, in Rev. Dr. Potts' church, New York City, the Dr. preaching the sermon. He married Miss Katie C. Parker, a daughter of Willard Parker, M. D., of New York City, May 8, 1862, and himself and wife were appointed by the American Board of Commissioners for Foreign Missions to South Africa, and sailed from New York June 21, 1862. After a few months spent in travel in Europe, they reached Natal, South Africa, Dec. 11, 1862, and were cordially received by the missionaries. Their first residence was at Amanzintote, from whence, by a vote of the mission in June, 1863, they were removed to Umvoti as their permanent home. Hardly six months more had passed before Mr. Lloyd's health became so much impaired that, by the advice of his physicians, he made a journey of some months into the cooler hill-country of the interior, in the hope of restoring his strength and arresting the disease which threatened him. But he learned that whatever he had to do must be done quickly. He returned to Umvoti, and labored with renewed zeal, and threw himself into the work of missions with his whole heart, and carried others away with his enthusiasm.

With such a spirit it was no light trial to be laid aside just as he began to see the dream of his life realized, and to resign himself to die. Yet, through the lingering approaches of consumption for many months, and six months of wearisome and wasting confinement, no murmur or complaint was ever heard, no look or sign of impatience ever seen. It was during this period that he wrote the following letter, the last he ever wrote to the American Board: "UMVOTI, SOUTH AFRICA, July 28, 1864. "We took the house of a native here, and went to housekeeping, having altogether eight boys and girls in our family, and here we taught and did

other mission work as we were able. My health continued feeble, and as summer came on with its heat and heavy rains, my strength failed and my cough became very troublesome. A decided change was necessary. We debated whether to return to America or try an inland journey. We love the people and our work so much that after frequent prayer and anxious thought we decided on the latter plan.

"We started and were absent some four months, returning last month. I gained strength, a good appetite, &c., but other symptoms did not leave me. We consulted an eminent physician; he gave us no hope, but said plainly I never could be better-that my disease was of recent origin, but had progressed too far to be arrested. This was a death-blow to my hopes of usefulness among this poor people. For a time, a few hours, it seemed as though heart and flesh must fail, but He who is our strength and support did not fail me in my hour of need, but enabled me to rise above my troubles, and to feel for the time, at least, 'Thy will, not mine, be done.'

"It is a dark, mysterious providence, but my faith, thank God! rises above all, and enables me and my dear wife to see a Father's hand and love in this chastening, however grievous, and in his own good time the 'needs be' will be made plain. I feel that I have not long to live, but I do not fear to die. My trust is in Christ, my Saviour, in his precious blood shed for me; and every day he reveals himself to me by his blessed Spirit in some form, and I am often impelled to cry out with deep humility, Christ is mine, and I am his child, unworthy and helpless, but still his child. Do not think, my dear sir, for one moment, that I regret having come to Africa. No; I would call upon my soul, and all that is within me, to adore Him, that He has permitted me even to come here and see this people and show my interest in their salvation, though I have done so very little. I would not change my lot with my most favored prosperous friends in America. It is sweet to feel that I have been enabled, by the grace of God, to consecrate myself to this blessed work, and to give myself to it, even for a little while."

His love of music was always a strong and ruling passion; and after he was laid aside from all active work, he busied himself in writing and arranging chants and hymns for the natives, to whom music is a means of refinement and elevation. Only two days before his death he prepared a chant, both words and music, which proved his last legacy to them.

In all his Christian life Mr. Lloyd was personally faithful and wise to win souls, and many, both in America and Africa, and some who have gone before him, were led to the Saviour by his direct entreaty. Who shall say that such a life is short?

Just before his death a native missionary from the interior came to Umvoti, reporting that there was much religious interest at his station. Among a people who naturally shrink from sickness, and who dread death with superstitious fear, his testimony is remarkable: "Oh, you don't know how far and wide the people love and talk of the dear sick missionary.' Heathen and Christians they speak of him, and his illness has been blessed to natives miles away in every direction."

Rev. ALDIN GROUT, of Umvoti, South Africa, writes as follows: "You will not be surprised when I tell you that Mr. Lloyd, our fellow-laborer, is dead. He died Feb. 10, 1865, of consumption. Months ago the physicians told him that his disease was incurable and his remaining days would be few. He at once set his house in order, and quietly waited the coming of his Lord. When the question of life and death was first presented, he was agitated and anxious. He thought of the difficulty he had in breaking away from friends, supported under it by the assurance he felt in his own heart

that in leaving home and country he was following an undoubted call of God, while he hoped and expected to live, and by his labors to satisfy his friends that he had been thus led of God. But it soon occurred to him that God's thoughts are not always man's thoughts, nor his ways as man's ways, and he became as calm and quiet as possible. If he could not do God's will, divine grace helping him, he could suffer it. Thenceforward, 'Thy will be done,' was his submissive prayer and his only anxiety.

"Soon after the question as to life and death had been thus peacefully settled, I was sitting with him alone, at the fireside, when he said: 'Mr. Grout, since I shall not live long, I have a request to make of you. Do you remember there is a little tree standing about thirty feet from the door of your new chapel? When I am dead, I wish you would bury me near where that tree stands. Mrs. Lloyd will enclose the spot, and erect my tombstone there, where all your Sabbath worshipers can see it as they go up to worship. As they look it may be they will remember that the dead man came to preach to them. Thus I wish, hope and pray that my grave may preach the gospel when I am gone.' The enclosure and the grave are made according to the good man's wish, and on the tombstone are these words: 'Weeping may endure for the night, but joy cometh in the morning.'

"Now that the sickness, the death and the burial are over, we sit silently and submissively down and think of the past-the quick, light step; the active body and mind; the social converse; the delightful, all-absorbing music; the warm, affectionate heart; the active, warm-hearted piety, which were so noticeable in him who is now silent in death."

Mrs. Lloyd, who is eminently blessed in her labors, is still connected with the mission: their only child died Oct. 30, 1864.

MACMASTER, D.D., ERASMUS D.-The son of Rev. Dr. Gilbert and Jane (Brown) MacMaster, was born at Mercer, Mercer county, Pa., Feb. 4, 1806. His mother was a daughter of Benjamin Brown, Esq., of Canonsburg, Pa., who was an uncle of Matthew Brown, D.D., for many years president of Jefferson College, Canonsburg, Pa. He was graduated in Union College, Schenectady, N. Y., July, 1827. He studied divinity under the care of his father, and was licensed by the Northern Presbytery of the Reformed Presbyterian Church at Albany, N. Y., June 16, 1829. He was ordained and installed pastor of the Presbyterian church of Ballston, N. Y., by Albany Presbytery (having changed his church relation). This connection lasted seven years, and at his request the pastoral relation was dissolved, April 24, 1838. This was his only charge. This pastorate was pleasant, and only dissolved by reason of the concern he felt for the great West and the education of its sons. In the sermon he preached on leaving his people he makes use of the following remarks: Standing among you, brethren beloved of the Lord, for the last time as your minister in the mystery of the gospel of Christ, I feel that the occasion is one of deep and solemn interest. Myself and my personal feelings, however, I have never made the theme of my ministrations among you. I shall not begin now. Bear with me when I say that the ties of sensibility and of strength are far other than existed on the day when I was ordained to the work of the ministry among you. Never can I forget that it was here and among you that I was consecrated to the work of preaching the gospel of Christ, and that it has been among you that the first seven years of my ministry have been spent. I came among you young in years, and with many defects which only experience could remedy. You have manifested forbearance toward my imperfections. I have received many proofs of your kindness. With