the same yesterday, and to-day, and for ever;' circumstances which evinced, in no slight degree, how totally changed were his religious views and feelings from those that he formerly possessed. Another text, which, without any suggestion or leading remark, he repeated several times, was- Who art thou, O great mountain? before Zerubbabel thou shalt become a plain; and he shall bring forth the headstone thereof with shoutings, crying, Grace, grace unto it'-dwelling with peculiar emphasis upon the words, Grace, grace unto it.' He also listened with much apparent comfort to that portion of the Te Deum, 'When thou hadst overcome the sharpness of death, thou didst open the kingdom of heaven to all believers.' On the afternoon of this day he was constantly convulsed, and uttered but one or two connected sentences. But his power of comprehension appeared to last much longer than his power of articulation or expression. His hearing now became greatly affected. Mr. Russell called to him with a loud voice, 'Jesus Christ the Saviour.' He was not insensible to that sound. His valued clerical friend then repeated to him, in the same elevated tone, 'Behold the Lamb of God.' This roused him, and with energy-the energy of a dying believer-he terminated the sentence, ' which taketh away the sin of the world;' and these were the last words he intelligibly uttered, being about three hours before his death. Mr. Russell twice commended the departing

spirit into the hands of Him who gave it. The last time was about one o'clock on the morning of Tuesday, the 2nd of Jan. 1827; and at four o'clock the same morning, the breath, which had gradually become shorter and shorter, ceased entirely."

Amongst Dr. Good's papers was found the following, which we here transcribe, as evincing the spirit of prayer in which, during the latter years of life, his practice was conducted:

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"July 27, 1823. Form of prayer, which I purpose to use among others, so long as it may please God that I shall continue in the exercise of my profession; and which is here copied out, not so much to assist my own memory, as to give a hint to many who may perhaps feel thankful for it when I am removed to a state where personal vanity can have no access, and the opinion of the world can be no longer of any importance. I should wish it to close the subsequent editions of my 'Study of Medicine.""

"O thou great Bestower of health, strength, and comfort, grant thy blessing upon the professional duties in which this day I may engage. Give me judgment to discern disease, and skill to treat it; and crown with thy favour the means that may be devised for recovery; for with thine assistance the humblest instrument may succeed, as, without it, the ablest must prove unavailing. Save me from all sordid motives, and endow me with a spirit of pity and liberality towards the poor, and of tender

ness and sympathy towards all, that I may enter into the various feelings by which they are respectively tried, may weep with those that weep, and rejoice with those that rejoice.

“And sanctify their souls, as well as heal their bodies. Let faith and patience and every Christian virtue they are called upon to exercise have their perfect work; so that in the gracious dealings of thy Spirit and thy providence, they may find in the end, whatever that end may be, that it has been good for them to have been afflicted.

"Grant this, O heavenly Father, for the love of that adorable Redeemer, who while on earth went about doing good, and now ever liveth to make intercession in heaven. Amen."

ROBERT GOOCH, M.D.

DR. GOOCH was a native of Yarmouth, in Norfolk, at which place he was born in June, 1784. His father commanded a vessel in the merchant service, but his circumstances were limited, and it was not in his power to give his son 5 classical education. At the age of fifteen, he was apprenticed to Mr. Borrett, a surgeon and apothecary in his native town. Without any assistance from others, he now began the study of Latin, and persevered till he was able to read that language with tolerable facility.

Possessed of a highly imaginative mind,

Gooch was not only in the habit of indulging many a waking reverie, but was accustomed to attach much importance to dreaming, as we shall have again occasion to notice. The following extract from one of his loose papers gives us some insight into his habit of reverie and is interesting as descriptive of his habits. at a very early period.

"From the age of fifteen to twenty-one I was an apprentice to a country surgeon; and when I had nothing else to do, no pills to roll, nor mixtures to compose, I used, by the advice of my master, to go up into my bed-room, and there with Cheselden before me, learn the anatomy of the bones, by the aid of some loose ones, together with a whole articulated skeleton, which hung up in a box at the foot of my bed. It was some time before I overcame the awe with which I used to approach this formidable personage. At first, even by daylight, I liked to have some one in the room during my interviews with him; and at night, when I lay down in my bed and beheld the painted door which inclosed him, I was often obliged to make an effort to think of something else. One summer night, at my usual hour of retiring to rest, I went up to my bed-room-it was in the attic story, and overlooked the sea, not a quarter of a mile off. It was a bright moonlight night, the air was sultry, and after undressing I stood for some time at my window, looking out on the moonlit sea, and watching a white sail which now and then passed. I shall never

have such another bed-room, so high up, so airy, and commanding such a prospect; or, probably, even if I had, it would never look so beautiful, for then was the spring-time of my life, when the gloss of novelty was fresh on all the objects that surrounded me, and I looked with unmingled hope upon the distant world. Now-but I am rambling from my story. I went to bed; the moonlight, which fell bright into my room, showed me distinctly the panelled door behind which hung my silent acquaintance I could not help thinking of him. I tried to think of something else, but in vain. I shut my eyes, and began to forget myself, when, whether I was awake or asleep, or between both, I cannot tell, but suddenly I felt two bony hands grasp my ancles, and pull me down the bed; if it had been real, it could not have been more distinct. For some time, how long I cannot tell, I almost fainted with terror, but when I came to myself, I began to observe how I was placed; if what I had felt had been a reality, I must have been pulled halfway out of bed, but I found myself lying with my head on my pillow, and my body in the same place and attitude as when I shut my eyes to go to sleep. At this moment this is the only proof which I have that it was not a reality, but a dream.”

During the period of his apprenticeship, an event took place at Yarmouth, highly interesting to young Gooch, and which was the means of introducing him to useful connexions in after