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On Sunday, December 3d, 1843, he for the last time occupied the pulpit in the Wesleyan chapel at Southport, and addressed the congregation from John v. 40. A solemn and subduing influence appeared to rest on his hearers; and some of them observed, on leaving the chapel, "If Mr. Butterfield never preach again, he has delivered his own soul."
On the following Wednesday, he retired at an earlier hour than usual, and, feeling indisposed, kept his bed all the next day. Thinking himself somewhat better, he left his room on the Friday; but he was able to remain down stairs only for a short time. He again returned to the bed, which he never afterwards left while life remained.
From this day he gradually became worse, and was occasionally delirious. About ten days subsequently, indeed, the hopes of his friends had a short revival. The means employed by medical carefulness and skill, appeared to have abated the severity and power of the disease but nature was too far exhausted; and as his constitution was not vigorous, the means employed for rallying his forces and restoring his health, were unavailing. But during the whole time, through all his suffering, the perfect work of patience was manifest. There was nothing like a murmur. His countenance expressed the peace that reigned within, and even his " faltering accents," when weakness impaired utterance," whispered praise."
On the last day of his life, it may be said, that he was more than happy, he was triumphant. His spirit rejoiced in God his Saviour, and therefore did his soul magnify the Lord. He repeated verses of hymns which expressed at the time his own joyful feelings, especially from the well-known one, beginning,
Only an hour before he died, he poured out his soul in the most impressive language of intercessory prayer. He prayed for her who was about to become his widow, for his son, and his friends; and then for the church and the world, particularly remembering the branch of Christ's church in connexion with which he had lived, and was then dying. He prayed for the President of the Conference (the Rev. John Scott) by name, and for all the Ministers, officers, and members. He ceased his connexion with the church on earth by an act of earnest intercession.
One of his friends, standing by his bed, repeated the verse,
"The opening heavens around me shine
With beams of sacred bliss,
If Jesus shows his mercy mine,
And whispers I am his."
He responded by again uttering the last line, sweetly, though feebly,— "And whispers I am his,'
Yes; he does indeed whisper I am his; I am his." And, after pausing for a few moments, he said, distinctly and emphatically, looking heavenward, "Thine is the kingdom, the power, and the glory, for ever and ever. Amen, amen." Life closed with this solemn act of adoration. Almost immediately after, he ceased to breathe.
BRIEF BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCHES.
30. DIED, July 5th, 1843, at Finghall, near Bedale, aged seventy-nine, Mr. William Jaques. His father was a regular attendant at the services of the parish church, and was a strictly upright man, carefully observing the Sabbath, and requiring his children to do so. He also constantly maintained family worship. He was frequently jeered by his neighbours for being "righteous overmuch." Whether there was anything of the power of godliness under this form, his descendants cannot distinctly affirm, although they would hope that the one could not be so long and so consistently kept up without the other. On his death-bed, he refused to have the Clergyman of the parish sent for, saying, "I do not want him, I have made my peace with God." The character of the Clergy at that time was such, that it is certainly very possible to give a good meaning to this abrupt declaration. William, his son, was accustomed to go into his room to read his Bible and pray, from childhood; but he had no notion whatever of spiritual religion. He knew nothing of the sinfulness of nature, nothing of the need of having his sins forgiven, and of being born again. He never heard anything concerning these subjects from the pulpit, and it does not appear that his father gave him any instruction. Still, he was mercifully preserved from the customary vices of the age and place, and grew up to manhood with a great respect for religion. He was quite a young man when he was invited by his servant to accompany him to a Methodist meeting, which was to be held at a place three miles distant. He was so pleased with the service, that he went several times. His mind was opened to receive instruction. He had respected religion, and now he began to see its true character. He was soon convinced of the difference between its form and its power; and that, although the first was necessary, the second was even more so, as being the only proper foundation and root of the other. He became deeply convinced of sin, and sought forgiveness and a change of heart through faith in Christ. Even while walking about, he was meditating and praying; and it was thus that God blessed him. The change he experienced in his feelings from sorrow to joy was so decided, that he never forgot the place in which he was when it occurred. He had previously joined the society which had been formed in the village, and, notwithstanding the distance, he regularly attended for about fourteen years. One was then formed at Finghall, of which he was made the Leader, and continued to be so to the end of his life. At the time he joined the society, he was the only Wesleyan in the place of his own residence; and great was his grief to behold the
wickedness and profanity which prevailed around him. The Sabbath was grossly violated, almost universally, and many never spoke of sacred things but to scoff at them. Scarcely anything was done to stem the torrent. The churches were open for the usual service; but from the pulpit the trumpets only gave an uncertain sound, and out of them the old saying was only too true, "Like Priest, like people." Mr. Jaques from the beginning faithfully reproved sinners, and at length Sabbath-breakers would run away when they saw him. His consistency of character was unimpeachable, and even those who mocked him knew that he was right. Several instances occurred of the death of scoffers under very awful circumstances, so that even the careless trembled, and could not help confessing that, however they might live, their desire was to "die the death of the righteous." He took an early opportunity of inviting the Wesleyan Ministers to come and preach in his house. He believed that nothing but the truths which they proclaimed could effect the moral change that was necessary; and he believed, too, that these would effect it, because they were "the power of God unto salvation." And the truth did prevail. Living to a good old age, he had many times to exclaim before he died, "What hath God wrought!" Compared with what it was at the beginning of his own course, the state of society seemed to have become quite new. He had to endure no small share of persecution; but he was faithful and consistent, and outlived it all. Even when it was at the worst, those who most opposed him sent for him in the hour of death, earnestly imploring his prayers. He was always glad to visit them, and preach Christ to them, though he laid little stress on such late and forced repentances. Still, he dared not limit the mercy of God; and to that mercy he would commend them. On one occasion he was requested to visit a female whom he found in great distress. Her former life had been reputable; but she much dreaded death. He told her that they that would be forgiven, must themselves forgive, and inquired whether she had been indulging animosity against any She acknowledged that she had had a dispute with her brother, and that they had never been reconciled. He then told her what Christ had said, and how he had taught his disciples to pray. The brother was sent for, and a sincere reconciliation was effected. She was then able to pray for redemption in the blood of Christ: she found it, and soon after died in great peace. Mr. Jaques was very happy in his marriage state; for although he married before he obtained the clearer religious light he afterwards enjoyed, he had resolved only to marry one who feared God. She, like himself, soon discovered that her own righteousness could not save her, and therefore sought to be saved by grace through faith. She rejoiced in the visits of the Preachers to her house; and all that she could do to make them comfortable, she did most gladly. She was a truly good wife and mother, and died, as she had lived, in the Lord, in 1837, aged seventy-seven. Throughout his life, Mr. Jaques, according to his circumstances, liberally and cheerfully supported the cause he had espoused. He would sometimes say, with Mr. Wesley, "Let us save all we can, that we may give all we can." And he thought himself abundantly rewarded, when he saw, towards the latter end of his life, a state of things so different from that which he had witnessed at the beginning. He thus continued serving God till old age came upon him, and the time of his death drew nigh. His
health had generally been good; but in the spring of 1843, he had an attack of paralysis. At first it was thought that he would die; but he partially recovered. It was, however, found that he had entirely lost the use of one side. His mind, likewise, was much weakened, so that he seemed not to have the happy confidence which he had so long possessed, and he would often ask his friends to pray for him. Shortly before his death, however, it pleased God to visit him in much mercy, removing all his fears, and enabling him to rejoice with joy unspeakable. The last fortnight, he took scarcely anything but water, so that, on the day when the wheels of life stood still, his weakness was such, that his voice was only a faint whisper. The writer asked him if he were still happy, and he immediately replied, "Yes;" but he was unable to speak any more. The writer (his son, who had lived fifty years in the same house with him) and his sister then knelt down to commend his departing spirit to his God and Saviour; and it seemed to them as if the room were filled with heaven, so that they could have shouted aloud, "Glory, glory!" but for the fear of disturbing their dying parent. When they arose from their knees, his spirit had passed into eternity. ANTHONY JAQUES.
31. Died, September 15th, at St. Agnes, Cornwall, aged forty-six, Mrs. Mary Cullen, the wife of the Rev. John Cullen, Wesleyan Minister. She was the daughter of Mr. Richard Ekins, of Rounds, near HighamFerrers. In her sixteenth year she was induced to attend the Wesleyan chapel at Rounds. At that time a gracious revival of religion was experienced by the society and congregation, and the mind of Miss Ekins became very seriously influenced. She did not experience the depth of sorrow which some feel; but though more gently drawn, she saw the need of redemption in the blood of Christ, and was not long before she was enabled to rejoice in a sin-pardoning God. She immediately joined the Wesleyan society; and, though her disposition had been amiable, and her deportment correct, previously, it now became evident that she was a branch of the true vine, bringing forth the fruits of righteousness. Occasionally she was harassed by temptation. She feared that her penitence had not been sufficiently deep, or that its continuance had been too brief. But increasing acquaintance with the holy Scripture, and with the work of the Spirit, connected with increasing piety, taught her to resist and overcome these suggestions. She saw that her acceptance with God was altogether for the sake of Christ, and therefore she sought stronger confidence in Him. She said, "Hither, when hell assails, I'll flee;" and eventually she obtained a complete deliverance. While enjoying the comforts of religion in her own soul, she was diligent in seeking to promote the salvation of others. Principally through her instrumentality, her brother Thomas, and sister Elizabeth, were brought to experience a true conversion to God. They were soon afterwards removed by affliction to the family of God in heaven. She was particularly desirous of being useful to the young, and therefore devoted a portion of her time to the Sunday-school. She also found both pleasure and profit in visiting the sick and needy, relieving their necessities, and imparting instruction and consolation to them. When, in the order of Providence, as she believed, a new course of life opened before her, in her marriage with Mr. Cullen, she viewed it, likewise, as presenting a new sphere of use
fulness. She was tremblingly alive to its great responsibilities, and entered upon it by commending herself, with renewed earnestness and devotion, to the mercy and grace of God. Few were ever more happily qualified for the position which she was now called to occupy. The graces of the Spirit evidently reigned in her soul, and by earnest prayer, and constant diligence and watchfulness, she sought and obtained their increase. Her humility was conspicuous; but it was always connected with fidelity to Christian principle. She loved and respected the people of God, because she loved and feared God herself. She was meek and lowly of heart; and in much personal and domestic affliction, patience had its perfect work. She concealed her own sufferings as much as possible, that she might not occasion suffering to others. To her children she was kind and indulgent, but in the maintenance of discipline and order exact and firm, so that they both loved and obeyed her. She looked well to the ways of her household, displaying exemplary judgment in the union of economy and comfort. She possessed a sound understanding, a retentive memory, and a large share of scriptural piety. While in the Bodmin Circuit, her health began to decline, and her removal to St. Agnes produced no improvement; but throughout protracted affliction, she enjoyed undisturbed peace, and rested, with unshaken confidence, in the blood of Christ. She cherished clear and impressive views of the majesty and glory of God; and the nearer she approached the eternal world, the more humble were the views she entertained of herself. Speaking of her husband and children, she said, "I am surprised that I am able to give you all up. I can leave you with God. We shall not be long separated. I expect to suffer; but God will be with me when passing through the fire. I rest on Christ. I look only to Him. I have no other hope." About a week before she died, when a little refreshment had been brought to her, she said, "O, when shall I sup in my heavenly Father's kingdom?" After a night of great pain, she observed, "God gives me patience. I want nothing of this world. Christ is precious to me, and I have power to come to him. I am poor, but he is rich.” Mr. Cullen said to her, "We shall soon, I fear, be separated." She replied, "I belong more to another world than to this. I shall soon be there." She enjoyed settled peace, and perfect confidence in relation to the solemn future. The day before she died, she said, "Wearisome days and nights are appointed. I have been sincere, but I seem now not to have done enough for the church and the world: but my heavenly Father knows my weakness of body, and he accepts me through Christ. O, the death of Christ,-the Propitiation,-the Atonement! His goodness is great. He will not leave me." She several times repeated, "The Lord God is a sun and shield. He will give grace and glory. No good thing will He withhold from them that walk uprightly. O Lord of Hosts, blessed is the man that trusteth in Thee!" The last day of her mortal life, she had considerable pain, and was very restless. It was said to her, "God will give you patience." She replied," He will. He does.
'I have an Advocate above,
A Friend before the throne of love.'
I the chief of sinners am,
But Jesus died for me.' 999
Towards the last, she became easier, and more composed. She was evidently drawing near to her end; but she was perfectly sensible,