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one year of my life. I have everything to be thankful for. I know that all the trials I have ever experienced in the ministry, (if I am one of Christ's ministers,) will terminate for my good. I have delivered, the year past, two hundred and twenty public discourses, have attended seventy-six conference and prayer-meetings, and eight public meetings, and baptized fifty-three on profession of faith in Christ."

These extracts furnish but a slight specimen of his general course of activity. He was favored with a number of general revivals of religion in his society, at different periods; so that in 1819 the church was divided, and the second church in Henderson arose. While engaged in his missionary exercises, his whole heart seemed inflamed with missionary zeal, which opposition could scarcely abate. Yet, during these seasons of absence from his family and the people of his charge, he did not forget his conjugal, parental, and pastoral, duties. He frequently mentions his family, and the people of his charge, in his journals, with the tenderest solicitude and commends them to the protection of Heaven.

It was principally through his influence that the Black River B. M. Society was formed, of which he was secretary for several years. He made collections to a considerable amount both for the foreign and domestic missions, in New York, Vermont, New Hampshire, and Upper Canada. In July, 1823, he received a call from the Hamilton B. M. Board, to go and reside at Oneida Castleton, and take the superintendence of their missionary establishment in that place. The emotions that call produced in his mind are expressed in a letter to Eld. N. Cole, a member of that Board, from which the following is extracted:

"DEAR BROTHER C.-About a week since I received your letter. Its contents overwhelmed me. Such a conflict of feelings, for a few hours, I never before experienced. A retrospect of former feelings, a consideration of present circumstances, and future consequences, all combined,confounded and overwhelmed me. My companion seemed to share equally with me. It is beyond my power to describe my feelings to you. Suffice it to say, that I have called to mind some of the times when I and my dear partner conversed together on the subject of missions expressed our willingness to part with the blessings of civilized life, and settle down with some tribe of

Indians, and spend our days in trying to do them good; but had no expectation that such a door would ever open. I never even thought of seeking such a thing. I trust I never shall forget the interest I felt when they commenced their operations at Oneida; and I can truly say, that I have never felt any want of interest; but when your prospects brightened, I rejoiced; when they appeared gloomy, I mourned. But all my feelings about forsaking all to settle among Indians, I found, on the receipt of your letter, to be merely ideal. Ah! my brother, think what were my feelings when I thought of the dear church with whom I have been happily connected almost seventeen years, and my labors blessed among them-to tear myself from them, and bid them adieu, probably no more to be their pastor! To think of the Missionary Society, and the association-of separating my family, that lie so near my heart-the sacrifice of domestic comforts, and the sacrifice of property. But all this is merely nothing, compared with the weighty consideration that remains to be mentioned. Indeed, I found, as stated above, that my ideas of a missionary station were ideal. I found myself disqualified in everything but a disposition to do the Indians good. The vast responsibility attached to the station-the eyes of all our brethren and of our enemies fixed on it-the awful consequences of being the means of the failure of the glorious enterprise! I feel that I had rather die than that the mission should fail on my account.

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On the 12th of October he preached his farewell discourse to the dear people of his charge, and on the 13th left Henderson. He arrived at Oneida with his family on the 15th, and engaged in the duties of a missionary to the Oneida Indians. But the Lord in wisdom had designed to disappoint the rising hopes and expectations of his patrons, by speedily terminating his career. His health was evidently impaired on his first arrival; yet he engaged with much zeal in arranging affairs, collecting provision from abroad, and in preaching the gospel, until April. He appeared much animated in his employment, and thought, assuredly, that he should live to see converts among the natives to the Christian faith.

On the opening of the spring he became more enfeebled, and from that time was able to preach only occasionally.

He preached his last discourse, and broke bread to the church at Oneida, on the last Lord's day in May. His text is found in Job xxi. 21: "Acquaint now thyself with him, and be at peace; thereby good shall come unto thee." He was then very weak, but his word seemed to be with power. It was thought by some, at the time, it would be his last sermon. On the third day of June he started on a journey with his wife, to the Black River, to attend the Association and Missionary Society. He was not able to sit up but a small part of the time when he left home; but the solicitations of his friends to relinquish his object availed nothing. He said it was important that he should go. It was with much difficulty that he performed his journey, finished his business, and arrived at his son's in Henderson: where his disease (a catarrh in the head, and an affection of the lungs) arrested him, and he could proceed no farther. Here he was brought very low; but such was his zeal and resolution to promote his favorite object, that he persuaded his companion to leave him under these precarious circumstances, and return to Oneida, to manage the concerns of that station, until he should be able to return.

In his first letter to her, dated June 18, (after giving some account of his illness,) he writes,

"Oh, pray, that, if I am restored, it may be in mercy, and not in judgment. I have had such desires to live for the sake of those Indians, that I have thought of late that I did not know, but the Lord would restore in judgment, and leave me to dishonor his name, and be a damage to the mission. Oh, pray that I might rather now die, than that this should be the case. My affectionate love to all that appertain to the mission; to all the brethren and sisters, and to the Indian children. Tell them I guess, in about three or four weeks, the Great Spirit make me well, and then I come to take care of them, and do them good. I trust the Lord will strengthen you to discharge your arduous duties. You never appeared to me so noble, and deserving of a much better companion, as when you started for Oneida and left me sick behind. The Lord be praised that he has given you a spirit of missions."

The following interesting extract of a letter, dated Henderson, July 8, will give a view of the state of his mind:

"EVER DEAR COMPANION-I have hitherto only written concerning my health. I thought, this afternoon, I would give you some account of my mind, which I presume you have felt anxious to know. But I can only give you some outlines of it, and trust the Lord will soon give me an opportunity of telling you more fully. It was a sacrifice to part with you. I had nothing to do but to contemplate eternal things, which, according to many appearances, I should soon have to realize. My mind was composed; I felt that I could throw myself on God, and repose my whole confidence in him. My mind was possessed of the richest consolation that I think I ever enjoyed. My passions have not been excited, but I have felt a firm confidence in God. The most my passions have been excited was from this circumstance: I sat looking on my hands, seeing how emaciated they were; I said to Clarrissa, What a glorious thought that these poor emaciated bodies will one day put on immortal youth! This verse from Dr. Watts occurred to my mind:

These lively hopes we owe

To Jesus' dying love,

Who paid for us his life below,
And prays for us above.'

"O how sweet! It seemed that I was permitted to stand, as it were, between two worlds, where, in the light of eternity, I could view things in their proper character! I was led to reflect as it respected myself. I considered that I had made considerable appearance in the world as a minister. But, ah! when I viewed things as they were, I could find nothing upon which I had not left the marks of moral pollution; and if it was necessary that I should have the smallest duty, and only one, that was pure, to carry me to heaven, I found I was gone. But, oh! how precious were the blood and righteousness of Christ! I found that there, and there only, was my hope. I never had the scriptures with the precious promises so delight me. I have had as many as ten almost sleepless nights; and while I have been coughing very hard, I have thought of the declaration All things work together for good,' &c. and have said to myself, Ah! well, I may as well cough as anything else. While contemplating the scriptures I have been led to

say,

'Precious Bible! what a treasure
Does the word of God afford!
All I want for health or pleasure,
Food or medicine, shield or sword.
Let the world account me poor;
Having this, I need no more."

"EMORY OSGOOD."

His disorder abating a little, he was removed, with some difficulty, to Oneida, on the 25th of August, after an absence of twelve weeks. He was very weak, and much emaciated; but said he felt better, and some encouragement was taken, for a few days, that he would recover. But soon his disorder began again to rage, and hope waxed feeble. He still maintained a strong persuasion that he should recover, and preach the gospel to the poor, for which he had an ardent desire. He observed that he thought the Lord had not done with him yet. He still possessed great calmness of mind, and appeared almost lost to worldly things. He frequently said to those who visited him, "Whether I live or die, I shall have it to carry to eternity, that this sickness has been the richest season of consolation that I have ever enjoyed!" Something being said to him about perfection, "Oh," replied he, "no person that has seen and felt what I have, could talk about perfection: grace! grace! must be his theme."

On the 6th of September he was carried, at his own request, to Utica, with a view to employ the best medical skill. He arrived at Eld. Willey's on the 8th, attended by his companion, where every attention which his case required was paid to him. But the time of his departure was at hand, and all human skill was exerted in vain. He continued to fail until Lord's day, Sept. 12; and it was not until the afternoon of this day, when he was actually dying, that he became fully convinced that his work on earth was done. His wife said to him, "My dear, I fear you are soon going to leave me." He answered, smiling, "Well, I am going to a better country."

About 3 o'clock, P. M., on Lord's day, Eld. Willey, on his return from meeting, said to him, "Br. Osgood, you feel as though you had a good hope in Christ ?" "That point," said he, "was settled years ago." "How do you now feel in your mind?" He answered, "Good, good, good!"

His wife said, "Are you willing to die?" He audibly an

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