some twelve months, when he was licensed to exhort, which office he greatly magnified, holding prayer meetings and laboring successfully for the salvation's of souls. 1811 he was licensed to preach. The old gentleman never placed a very high estimate upon his own abilities, but often, with his characteristic modesty and simplicity of heart, said: "The quarterly conference spoiled a good exhorter when they gave me license to preach." He was, however, a man of warm heart, full of faith and the Holy Ghost, and preached with energy and power, frequently traveling around with the circuit preachers to their appointments, and doing all he could to advance the cause of the world's Redeemer, and doubtless, in a coming day, will have many stars in his crown of rejoicing. The same year, June 18, he was happily married to Miss Amy G. Harris, which whom he lived nearly sixty years. 1822 he moved to Wilson Co., Tenn., 1823, to Henderson Co; 1829 to Madison Co., and 1837 to McNairy Co. 1870 he was ordained deacon by Bishop Andrew, in Jackson Tenn. 1869 he was deprived of his beloved wife, who died in the triumphs of faith. Being thus bereft of his nearest and dearest earthly friend, he broke up housekeeping and spent the remainder of his days with his son-in-law, C. N. Lovelace, near Pinson, Madison Co., where, Oct. 3, 1875, without a struggle or a groan, he calmly and gently passed away. Thus lived and died a very remarkable man in many respects. A man of deep piety and the most unbending integrity. In all the relations of life he was ever found faithful, and I supposed no man had the confidence of the people more generally than did Father Hearne.

It was my privilege and pleasure to visit him often during the past year, and always found him happy in the love of God, and at times in a perfect ecstasy of joy. Religion was his constant theme. It was indeed a grand treat to be with this aged servant of God, to hear him relate his experience, to talk over the scenes of his early life and manhood, to tell of Bishop Asbury and his brother, old Father Boehm, and many other pioneers of Methodism with whom he was intimately acquainted. I felt like kneeling at his feet to receive his paternal blessing. In every interview I had with him, he expressed unshaken confidence in Christ, said he had no fears of death, was ready and willing to go whenever the Master called for him, not a cloud hung over

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