All that I am certain is, that I have been privileged to tell the story of a great spiritual force of this era.
In everything that he has done throughout his life he has always proved himself a Christian and a Gentleman. Upon that day—many years distant I hope and believe—when he is gathered up to be with Jesus, he will leave behind him a legacy of good works, an inspiration to other missionaries and evangelists of Christ, which will not easily be forgotten.
Who of us can say that in our youth we turned away from all this world has to offer and renounced enormous fortune and high place?
Who of us can say that since such a day we have lived wholly and entirely for others, among the most appalling surroundings, with the greatest courage?
To have held up the standard of our Lord in the very forefront of the battle, never to have swerved so much as a hair's breadth from the very thickest of the fight. To have kept the Faith always....
I will say no more.
The life of a good man, surveyed in its entirety, hushes the voice, and stills the moving pen.
You, who have travelled with me thus far, if it seems good to you, and for the sake of Jesus, and this man who has fought for Him so valiantly and so long, help him in his work.
I bid you good-bye, as my friend also.
In the last words of this memoir, I like to think of him walking, as I saw him not long ago, through horrible slums upon a certain Sunday afternoon.