THIS worthy man was an elder in the Bayhead Congregation for many years. He was totally blind, and had to be guided by friends to the place of worship. It was a very touching sight to see him plodding along with his hoary head, faithfully attended by a young friend. Like all the older generation of Christians, he was uncompromising in his attachment to the Free Presbyterian position ecclesiastically, and left an example of loyalty and zeal to all who knew him. When the congregation happened to be temporarily without a missionary, he was wont to make a point of being out then as the cause required it. He was not one of those so called Free Presbyterians who run to other denominations whenever the missionary or minister is absent. It was the truth he followed, not men, however eminent they might be. He preferred to listen to his brethren than to be engaged himself publicly. If in mixed company he usually remained silent, but would check fearlessly anything unseemly. He will be a swift witness against sinners yet. At the end he was almost wholly given to secret prayer, pouring out his heart to God. When I last saw him at the Uist communion in July, I could not help gazing on his person, as the image of Heaven seemed to be visibly stamped on him. That was his last communion on earth. He reached the venerable age of 86 years. The last words that he faintly uttered were, “Blessed are the poor in spirit for theirs is the kingdom of Heaven.” He was of a remarkably patient, contented disposition, notwithstanding all the crosses and trials that came his way. He was never heard to complain of any adverse providence, of which he had many. Of the worst weather he would remark that we deserved nothing better. He lost two sons in the war; one developed mental trouble, and another died of ‘flu and complications of a very distressing type. His wife also was afflicted with a broken leg, so that his cup of tribulation was pretty full if any man’s was. His own eye-sight failed eight years ago. All this he accepted without a murmur. As to the first religious impressions he received, he is said to have been saved from drowning while at the fishing on one occasion during his youth. This may have had a salutary effect on him, and been blessed to him. One means of his awakening to a sense of eternal verities was a dream he had in which he saw Heaven and Hell. Ever since then he began to seek earnestly for the salvation of his soul by attending to prayer and all other means of grace. While dreams are not reliable as a foundation for eternity, and one requires more assurance than that presented to the senses during sleep, yet we are not to exclude dreams as being possibly used by God to awaken sinners, along with other more usual means. We may conclude by saying that John Macdonald did not want to be spoken about. He did not put himself among the Lord’s people, but left himself in the hands of God to do as He saw fit. He would invariably show exceeding thankfulness for any small kindness. We express our sympathy with his son and friends.—D. MacA.