In complying with the request of the Editor for a sketch of my career, I would be guided by the judicious remark of John Foster, in his Essay entitled, "On a Man's Writing Memoirs of Himself:" "The materials of any value that all past life can supply to a recording pen would be reduced by a discerning selection to a very small and modest amount." I was born at Lampton, Hounslow. My earliest recollections of a religious character cluster around the little sanctuary, "Zoar," in Staines-road. It was there that thanks were given for my first, and prayers were offered for my second birth. Mrs. Brown taught me to spell out "God is Love," with block letters in a frame. Mr. Jeffs, as Superintendent, discovered…