goeth forth in his might;" unaccompanied by a single cloud, and mounting up his shining way, amid the pure azure of heaven, till he attain his meridian height and glory. The same amount of piety in a man mixed up with the bustle and business of life, is in danger of having a portion of its real worth imperceptibly abstracted from it, in consequence of the association; whereas, the real glory of the latter transcends that of the former, by reason of his coming out of a feast, a place of trust, with its untold thousands, a mercantile transaction-out of the world, in short,- —as pure as from the temple of God, with its means of grace. Such a man was WILLIAM DAwson, the subject of these Memoirs, whose honour as a man, and whose character as a Christian, stood not only unimpeached, but were the subjects of glowing eulogy; being deservedly classed with those "that buy, as though they possessed not," and that "use this world, as not abusing it."
The grandfather of William was colliery agent to Lord Irvine, of Temple Newsam; and one of the brothers of his grandfather was land and colliery agent to Sir Rowland Winn, Bart., of Nostal Priory, near Wakefield, about the time that the celebrated John Nelson was employed as a stone-mason, in the re-erection of the family mansion.
The name of William's father was Luke Dawson, and his mother's maiden name was Ann Pease. She was distinguished for great strength of mind, a shrewd insight into business transactions, combined with considerable foresight-being capable of diving into remote conclusions from present appearances; added to which possessing the fear of God, she was a