It was on 6th June, 1956, that this good man was taken from us, to enjoy, we believe, the eternal reward appointed for “good and faithful servants.” He was not in very robust health for something like a year before his death. He was preparing to go to Shieldaig, where the Sacrament of the Lord’s Supper was to be dispensed the following Sabbath, but before that solemnity came round his noble soul had been translated to the place where the “inhabitant shall not say, I am sick,” and what was mortal of him was laid with the dust of his kindred. The end was somewhat sudden, though he had previous warnings of the approaching end. He was seven years over the allotted span, but concealed his years more than many.
Murdo was somewhat old before he made a public profession, and before the change from death to life came over him. He became a very useful church member in the congregation, and was always willing to do what he could in the way of conducting a meeting. For his usefulness in that way he is greatly missed in Opinan, where he frequently opened the Book and made useful comments on the chapter he read. He was also an acceptable precentor, and was in demand in that capacity at Communion seasons. In speaking to the “question,” on the Friday of Communions, he was short, but his matter was good, clearly stated, and well reasoned, and useful to edification.
He was unmarried and lived alone since the death of his widowed mother. He died in a neighbour’s house, where he had been cared for in every way, for at least six months, previous to his death. For this act of kindness we offer a word of thanks, in a public way, to this generous young man.—A. B.