THOMAS JACKSON, born of a good Family in this Country [Durham], was designed to be a Merchant in New-Castle, till his Parents were diverted by Ralph Lord Eure, and perswaded to make him a Scholar. He was admitted first in Queens Colledge in Oxford, and then became Candidate of a Fellowship in Corpus Christi; knowing of the election but a day before, he answered to admiration, and was chosen by general consent.
Soon after, in all likelihood, he lost his life, being drowned in the River, and taken out rather for desire of decent burial, than with hope of any recovery: He was wrap'd in the Gowns of his fellow Students (the best shrowd which present love and need could provide him) and being brought home to the Colledge, was revived, by Gods blessing on the care of Doctor Chenil, equally to all peoples joy and admiration. His gratitude to the Fisher-men (who took him up) extended to a revenue unto them during his life. Thus thankful to the Instrument, he was more to the Principal, striving to repay his life to that God who gave it him.
He was afterwards Vicar of New Castle (a factor for heaven in the place where he was designed a Merchant) a Town full of men and opinions, wherein he endeavoured to rectifie their Errors, and unite their Affections. At this distance he was chosen President of Corpus Christi Colledge, never knowing of the vacancy of the place, till by those Letters (which informed him) it was refilled with his election.
Here he lived piously, ruled peaceably, wrote profoundly, preached painfully. His Charity had no fault, if not of the largest size, oftentimes making the Receiver richer than it left him that was the Donor thereof. Learn the rest of his praise from the Learned Writer of his Life, in whom nothing wanting, save the exact place of his birth, and date of his death, which hapned about the year, 1640.