to 1895. His last charge was at Wellington, P.E.l., and in between was along record of service in many fields in the Maritimes and Labrador as minister and ordained missionary. He died at Joggins, N.S., on March 10th, 1946, aged 89 years, the last member of a family of ten.

He was well—known throughout the Maritimes, Newfoundland, Quebec and Labrador, having preached in hundreds of churches, schools and halls. For many

years he was the oldest member of the Windsor Presbytery, also of the Maritime Conference.

In a ministry of more than three-score years he lived a life of complete devotion to the cause of Christ. Scriptural language was second nature to him, so deeply had he immersed his spirit and thought in the words of the Bible. Through all his years he was an evangelist with a passion for souls and a sincerity of purpose which com- manded the respect of those who heard him whether they agreed with him or not.

Rev. MacLeod was a man of intense earnestness, deep convictions, and evangelical zeal. In season and out of season he was ready to do the work of an evangelist, to reprove, to rebuke, and to exhort, and though in failing health for many years he was always ready to undertake any task that might be assigned to

him.

Throughout his ministry he maintained a keen interest in the courts of the Church. He was a familiar figure at the annual conferences until 1945. Late in 1945 Rev. MacLeod moved to Joggins, N.S. from Shediac, N.B.

To mourn their loss are an only daughter, Mrs. Marion Malcolm MacLeod Williams, and several grandchildren and great-grandchildren.

His funeral service was held at his residence, March 13, 1946 conducted by Rev. G. Brooks, who paid tribute to Mr. MacLeod’s 67 years’ ministry. Interment took place in the Kempt Shore Cemetery, where the late Mrs. MacLeod was laid to rest in 1941.

During the long ministry of the Rev. William MacLeod, many stories are told about him that have become legends in Campbellton, P.E.l. Rev. MacLeod was in the habit of using analogies to make his preaching more understandable. However, some of these analogies were a bit more than some of the people could comprehend, and confusion resulted instead of enlightenment.

Rev. William MacLeod liked to tell the people that having a ticket on a train in order to get to one’s destination was similar to the journey through life to heaven. During one such worship service when the same illustration was used, Rev. MacLeod pointed his finger at William Reilly and asked, “Have you got your ticket?” “Y-e-s”, replied Will with some hesitation, not really knowing what it was

all about.

Another time, Rev. MacLeod met Mr. Murphy, a Roman Catholic, on the road. Afterwards, someone asked Rev. MacLeod if he had given Mr. Murphy any religion. “I gave him enough religion to save the world,” answered Rev. MacLeod.

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