Mr. Williams's temperament was singularly sanguine. He loved the light. He reposed in the sunshine. Bright visions of the future, and often as bold as they were bright, were continually rising up before him; and upon these he delighted to gaze. Nor did he, even for a moment, doubt the practicability of his schemes. He was always confident that his fond imaginings might be converted into glorious realities. Difficulties which others would have deemed formidable, he could scarcely discern. No man, either in the walks of secular duty or benevolent enterprise, ever exemplified or established the motto more fully, “Expect great things and attempt them.” And this was the natural consequences of his character and history. With a firm faith in God, he possessed unusual self-reliance, and almost endless resources, which could scarcely fail to widen, beyond the reach of ordinary expectation, the range of his desires, and contributed not a little to their accomplishment. Had his previous history been barren of results; had all his efforts hitherto proved vain, these causes alone would have kept him “steadfast, immoveable, always abounding in the work of the Lord.” But this was not the case. Far otherwise. God had granted to him success, and that beyond his largest calculations. And he felt its influence.