terly hand, the distinction between liberty and licentiousness; and when at last the crisis arrived-with an eloquence that fired the soul of every true hearted man, he urged us all to unite in defense of that heritage of civil and religious liberty which God had bestowed upon our fathers. In this cause he labored on, amid sickness and infirmity, through good report and through evil report, until the efforts of patriotism were crowned with triumphant success. All the ends he aimed at were his country's, his God's, and truth's. He desired nothing, either for himself or his friends, which he did not equally desire for the humblest citizen amongst us. He labored to sustain a government which should secure to every citizen the rights conferred upon him by his Creator, and which should guard those rights with equal vigilance, both against the oppressions of the many, and the tyranny of the few.

The manners of Professor Goddard were courteous and refined. His personal habits, without being painfully exact, were scrupulously neat, and in perfect harmony with the character of a literary citizen. His conversation, sometimes playful, never frivolous, was always instructive, and at times singularly forcible, captivating and eloquent. His tastes were simple and easily gratified; and I think that he preferred a book in his study, or a conversation at the fireside with a friend, to any form of more exciting and outdoor enjoyment. He was, both from nature and principle, eminently, but with discrimination, charitable. To the judiciously benevolent institutions of our city he was a liberal and frequently an unsolicited contributor. Nor did his charity exhaust itself in making others the almoners of his bounty. He sought out the poor and infirm, the disconsolate and the forgotten, and specially those who in age were suffering from the mutability of fortune; and

while he relieved their wants by pecuniary aid, soothed their sorrows by his sympathy, and animated their hopes by his cheerful encouragement. One of his last visits, only a few days before his death, was made to an aged widow, who has since followed him into eternity, to whom he communicated alms; while, as she herself told me, he consoled her sinking spirit by the humble piety of his conversation.

The religious opinions of Professor Goddard were those of the divines of the English reformation. He believed most fully in those doctrines which teach the moral corruption of the human heart, the necessity of the influences of the Spirit to our moral transformation, and that our only hope of salvation rests upon the atonement by Jesus Christ. He was conscientiously attached to the Episcopal Church; but, making a wise distinction. between spiritual religion and the various modes in which it may be manifested, he loved true piety, wherever he discovered it, "with a pure heart fervently." He carried into daily practice the sentiment which he uttered only a few days before his death. "The longer I live," said he, "the more dearly do I prize being a Christian; and the more signally unimportant seem to me the differences by which true Christians are separated from each other."

The death of such a man, at any time, is always felt to be an irreparable loss. I, however, remember no instance, ɛince my residence in this city, in which this sentiment has been so deep and universal. The sphere of eminent usefulness, which Mr. Goddard filled, was peculiar and uncommon. It rarely happens that affluence is granted to men of so varied learning, so cnltivated taste, and so elevated moral principle. Still more rarely are these advantages combined with the leisure and the will to use them with disinterested zeal for the

benefit of the community. But it was while thus employing his varied talents, that Mr. Goddard was so suddenly removed from the midst of us. At no time of his life had his influence been so widely acknowledged and so beneficially felt, as at the very moment when it all ceased forever. When we think of the intellectual and moral light which he diffused, of the trusts which he held, of the courses of thought and action which he directed, we seem to look in vain, I do not say for the man, but for the men, by whom his place is to be supplied. Our only hope is in God. "Help, Lord, for the godly man ceaseth; for the faithful fail from among the children of men."

But what, let us inquire, are the sentiments which it is becoming in us to cherish on the occasion of so mournful a bereavement? In the first place, let us bow in submission before the face of our Father in heaven, who, in inscrutable wisdom, and yet parental goodness, has inflicted upon us this sore calamity. He endowed our departed associate and friend with the intellectual powers and the spiritual graces which made him, for many years, a burning and a shining light. At the time which He had chosen, and in the manner that He himself had selected, He has removed him from this world of trial, and raised him to his sanctuary of rest. "The Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord."

A high-minded and public spirited citizen, who has, for many years, devoted a large portion of his eminent ability to the promotion of every design by which we and our children could be rendered wiser and better, has ceased from his labors. A more solemn and urgent responsibility is devolved upon every one of us who remains. Let us cheerfully assume those public burdens which our associate and friend laid down only with his life.

Let his example teach us that the cause of truth and justice, the cause of liberty and law, of charity and piety, are well worth living for. Highly as we esteem the various gifts of our lamented friend, it is for the use of which he made of them, that now we chiefly venerate him. Though we may not be able to supply the loss which the community has sustained in this calamity, yet if each one of us labors with an honest and earnest spirit, our humble offering will be acceptable to the Master.

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And lastly, how solemn an admonition does this event bring home to the bosom of each one of us. We are most impressively reminded, that no pre-eminence of usefulness, no tics of affection, no gifts of nature or advantages of fortune, can offer to us the least assurance of length of days. The sun of Mr. Goddard went down. while it was yet high moon. Nay more: how solemnly are we taught, that every one of us is walking upon the borders of eternity, and that the very next footstep may be planted within the limits of the world unscen. commence a week in health, but where shall we be at the end of it? We rise in the morning, buoyant with hope, but God only knows who of us shall look upon the shadows of the evening. We arrange our plans for the hour, but ere they are half completed, we are numbered with the dead. We commence a conversation, but while the words yet linger on our lips, we are in eternity. Can there be one among us who mistakes the lesson which these conditions of our being are intended to inculcate ? They surely teach us that we can only live wisely as we live in habitual preparation for death. Let us then give all diligence to make our calling and election sure, for so an entrance shall be abundantly ministered to us, into the everlasting kingdom of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ.

A PHYSICIAN.

MEMORIAL SERMON OF II. II. GREGORY, M. D.
REV. WESLEY R. DAVIS,

PASTOR OF ST JAMES' M. E. CHURCH, NEW YORK.

Upon the top of the pillars was lily work.-1 KINGS Vii: 22. Him that overcometh will I make a pillar in the temple of my God.-REV. iii: 12.

THERE is a manifest connection between these pas

sages. The first reveals to us the polished columns of Jerusalem's temple; the last is significant of another temple in a New Jerusalem of which the old was the magnificent type.

In this divinely planned structure I know of nothing, outside the Holy of Holies, more impressive than the pillars built by Hiram. These were of the finest brass, of great height, splendid in symmetry and crowned with lilies.

It is a law of art that the most perfect and enduring effects are produced by a combination of things unlike cach other. A painter throws into his picture the darkest shadows that he may intensify his clearest lights. A sculptor carves for the top of his columns, capitals of delicate design. An architect relieves the heavy masonry of his walls with items of exquisite device and forms of sculptured beauty. God himself is our original teacher; for whilst he "setteth fast the mountains, being girded with power," he hath woven around their summits tender vines, and rooted in their crevices sweet-scented flowers, that warmly clasp and color the cold grey cliffs.

Observe that the strength was first and the beauty of lilies afterward. We have here the uplifting of those two qualities which are worshipped by the soul of man