about twelve years of age, who followed all the proceedings with eager interest. Day after day during that summer of 1863, he watched the masons working upon the brick walls of the building until the early part of October, when they were completed. Many years later, he was to make a great contribution, not only to this church but during the ninety years of his long life, to Methodism in Canada. That boy’s name was Henry Smith, my father. There is a brass plaque on the North side wall of the Church bearing the inscription

“In loving memory of Henry Smith, 1851-1941 and his wife Eliza Lawson Smith 1855—1933 and their daughter Marianne

Grantham Smith 1894—1918 who served this Church and community with sincerity and devotion throughout their lives.

“0 Brother man, fold to thy heart thy brother! Where pity dwells, the peace of God is there; To worship rightly is to love each other,

Each smile a hymn, each kindly deed a prayer.”

Whittier. November 25, 1951.”

He rarely, if ever, missed a conference, whether local or general, and when he retired from active participation in the work he loved, at the end of four—score years, he was honored and beloved. It is from his records and others that this account is taken.

The work of raising the great, principal rafters was a terrific undertaking for those days. It was a job that required the utmost possible care and skill on account of the width of the space which had to be spanned. Few buildings in Canada, even today, have the proud distinction of an arch with an unsupported span of almost seventy fee-t. The roof was erected by Mr. Bertram Moore, who was, at the time, a leading citizen of Charlottetown and an honored member of the church. The whole of this great work was accom- plished without an accident of any kind, and the church building was completed in a little more than a year. It was dedicated on the thirteenth of November, 1864, to the worship of Ahnighty God, the services continuing through the week to the following Sunday.