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 been waniiHg, but the stroke is so tFemen- doaa, Ca the side of religion every thing cheers US. and ii is there we have sought for refuge. You are already aware. from my last letter, and that which was written by Daniel at a later honr, how matters stood up to SIX o'clock on last Saturday evening" From that hour up to eight o'clock he con- tinued so sink gradually, but without suffer- ing Iknew long before this hour that he was dying, and we had rec,sed the prayers from seven to eight o'clock, in which he joined most fervently, and with all shs dis sinesness his fast failing powers pernissed. think his agony began aa eight o'clock, or litile after; but, in using this word, you are not to understand me to say that there was any painful struggle. Al no siags. es- pecialIy for the iast two days, was there any thing like pain. At this lime, the Vicar General, who Isa prsiate, with the clergy. were round his bed; his breathing became gradually moro weak, as the prsysfs were recised. his hands were fcrvently clssped upon his noble breast, his eountenance per- fectly serene, and, as suggested to him all ihai my sacred office required, and my Ersef permitted, he responded by word and sign 90 as to express perfectly and fervensiy the glowing sentiments of his heart Daniel, and me, and his faithful DuggAn, he recog- missed to'the last. Oar suppliessioss, h the sublime and eonsoiing language of the church were mingled with our fears as VIC knelt