The letters of many men have brought them fame, and are an abiding memorial in the minds of multitudes. In these letters William Huntington is comprised a free-grace classic of truly sanctified thinking which will ever find access to the heart. That a coal heaver, too poor to buy shoes with which to follow his calling, and with clouts protecting his feet, as he assures us, should be the author of these letters is an enigma to the wisdom of this world, confusion to the profanity of those who are wise above what is written, and is explained only by the condescension of God's most Holy Spirit in imparting the necessary light. Huntington has an affectionate niche in the hearts of truly regenerated men everywhere. Visiting the tomb at Jireh Chapel, Lewes, Charles Spurgeon said of him: 'I have read him by the hour': and he frequently quoted him. To a crowded congregation on the occasion of Huntington's death, the preacher at Jewry Street Chapel said: 'He would have graced the Reformation had he lived then. As a minister of Christ and the Truth, he feared no man, and is on equal footing in divine things with any minister since the apostles.'