John Chambers

eachers of the nineteenth century in Philadelphia,

I undertaken this work of filial piety, but to tell to young men of to-day the story of a consec

old age. It would be of little help to young men, struggling against their own besetting weaknesses to gain self-mastery and attainment to true Christian manhood, to picture only the John Chambers, as we knew him,-in the serene evening of life, when passions had cooled and reason reigned, and the gray light of Heaven's morning had settled on his head. I have trie

tion was instant, sanctification was gradual. He laughed at the man who professed never to have made mistakes. He had always patience with thos

he old First Independent Church of Philadelphia, who have aided me with rem

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