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 wandering thoughts, but added, I lift up my heart to God in prayer, and then I find rest.

The Sabbath cvening before he suffered I visited his cell. He said “this has been the best Sabbath I ever spent on earth; and then expressed his hope of spending an everlasting Sabbath in heaven."

He told me he had addressed the Prisoners in the Chapel, after the service was concluded. I was told by others that were present, that it was a very affecting scene: the poor creatures were much agitated, and many of them wept. “O that they were wisc, that they under— stood this, that they would consider their latter end." He now said, “I intend to spend this night in rcading and prayer—I sleep but little-I generally hear the birds be-gin their singing, and see the sweet light of day enlighten—ing my dungeon beforc I think of sleep.” He mentioned also, that the 14th chapter of the gospel by John, had been blessed to his spiritual comfort, and then repeated the 1st verse, “Lct not your hearts be troubled,” &c.

Previous to my leaving him, he requested me to sing a Hymn, and while we sung these lines,

he appeared much elated and full of the spirit of de-votion.

Before we parted, he said, I love every body: surely this must spring from the love of God. I cannot explain to you my state at present, but I feel as if I could gladly die to-night. The address which he delivered on Sab-bath in the Chapel to his fellow—prisoners, was produc-tive of a letter from one of his former companions, an ex-tract from which we shall here insert:—

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I hope you will forgive me troubling you with these few lines; for since I heard what you said on Sunday, it has caused me a great deal of sorrow and thought. Dear