to avoid indiscriminate and extravagant eulogy. And although distinctions are unknown in the grave, and the subjects of the resurrection shall be equal to the angels, "the memory of the just [only] is blessed" in the hearts of the living. We can all forgive the weakness of that affection which inscribes the record of many virtues over the resting-place of the vicious profligate. But the recollection of the dead must ever be associated in the mind with their works and the character which they sustained in life. All have not equal claims to our respectful memory. And while the name of one is treasured in the holy places of fond remembrance, that of another is forgotten, and justly left to perish from the mind. We are prone to think of the dead as they were in the days of their life, and especially at its close; and we involuntarily respect their names according to our estimate of their worth. And memory dwells with pleasure and satisfaction only upon those who were distinguished in life by generous principles and worthy deeds. We cannot reflect upon the man without a recollection of his character and works.

And who really deserves to live in the remembrance of his fellows, after he has fallen asleep with the silent dead? The great, the worthy, and the good. But posterity may err in estimating the virtues of the departed. And the mere favorite of fortune, distinguished by birth, and rank, and wealth, may receive honors that belong to the more humble and deserving. But the great Teacher sent from God to instruct the world, has taught that true greatness and

excellency of character are attained, not by the acquisition of worldly honors nor daring deeds of valor: but by the useful services which we render to our fellow beings. Nor is real worth measured by the amount of good accomplished; but by what has been done according to the means granted and the opportunities enjoyed. The humblest peasant may become as truly great as the lofty monarch before whom he bows and trembles.

And while the sage philosopher, the renowned statesman, and the laurelled victor are held in recollection by posterity, and eulogized for their achievements, the more humble name of the departed servant of man well deserves a place in the memory of the living. Fortune may confer favor; and the wisdom of the wise may be perverted to unhallowed ends. Preferment and renown may be lavished upon the undeserving, and become a curse to the world. But the man who nobly rises above the corrupting influences of earth; and faithfully devotes his life and powers to the interests of truth and the cause of righteousness, is by far the greater man, and claims still higher honors. And though no proud mausoleum tower above the place where his bones moulder in the dust, a fairer monument is beheld by the pure in heart, and his name lives in the remembrance of the virtuous and the good.

Few, perhaps none have been more deserving of a place in the recollections of the living than the lamented subject of this memoir. He rose

to a high station by his own exertions, and earned an enviable reputation by a continuance in welldoing. He was emphatically the servant of man; and his life was perseveringly devoted to the interests of humanity. And though the sphere of his labors and usefulness was never greatly extended, all his powers were righteously employed; and by those who best knew his excellency and worth, his name will ever be associated with the truly great and good of the earth.

SAVILLION WATEROUS FULLER was born in Lebanon, Windham County, Connecticut, October 10, 1803. He was the second son of a family of eleven children. His parents were people of great respectability, though poor in the things of this world. And having a numerous progeny depending upon their care, and being much afflicted with sickness in the family, it is believed that they never succeeded in accumulating any thing more than a comfortable subsistence. But they were faithful to the trust of parents, and they have lived to see their children rise to usefulness and respectability. Savillion was a very large and apparently healthy child until he attained the age of six months, when he was severely attacked with inflammation of the lungs. This sickness caused great anxiety to his parents; and for several days they had no hope of his ever being able to survive it. At length, however, he began to amend. But the progress of his recovery was so very slow, that it was feared for a long time that he would never be restored to health. He remained very feeble and extremely nervous until he reached his

eighth year. During this time he was subject to bleeding at the nose, which led his parents to take him from school and keep him at home. It was then generally believed that children, whatever might be the state of their health, should be placed in a school room and confined to study, almost as soon as they left the mother's breast. And though his parents were influenced by the best of motives, we may reasonably suppose that his bodily weakness and pain were prolonged by his very early studies. His head, I am informed by the family, was at that time unusually large for a child of his age. And with many this fact will strengthen the supposition that his nervous debility was increased by too early mental efforts.

In the Spring of 1811, his parents removed to Longmeadow, Massachusetts. And in the succeeding June he was called to endure another and still greater affliction. He became sick of a fever; and after suffering for a season, the disease settled at the left hip joint, and caused a large and painful swelling. But he soon began to appear much better, and it was believed that in a few weeks his wonted health and strength would be restored. And in a short time he did seem much as he had been before the fever came upon him. But in the following September he entirely lost the use of the limb upon which the swelling had appeared. Many physicians were consulted, but no relief could be afforded. was like the poor woman mentioned in the Gospel, who had suffered many things of many physicians, and had spent all that she had, and

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was nothing bettered, but rather grew worse." Every possible effort was made for his relief; but he continued very infirm, and was unable for many years to walk without the aid of crutches. Few persons have suffered so much in early life. And it will not be thought strange that he made but little progress in mental attainments, until the dawn of manhood began to beam upon his mind.

In the fall of 1814 he returned alone to the place of his birth, and resided in the family of an uncle until the following September. Why he was thus removed is not known; but probably it was thought that better medical service could be obtained in Lebanon than in the neighborhood of his parents' residence; or else that he could there have the advantages of a better school. He had become an object of the most tender regard, and was freely indulged in whatever would be likely to please his mind and improve his health. But another distressing calamity soon befel him. He had been with his uncle but a short time when an accident occurred, by which his face was severely burnt with powder. This disaster left him almost blind, and he was unable in consequence to attend the Winter school. But he recovered entirely from the effects of this accident; and when I became acquainted with him in 1832, no marks of the burn could be discovered upon his face.

We have now hastily traced the subject of this memoir from his birth to the age of twelve years, and seen the many and grievous trials which he was thus early called to endure. His naturally