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NINE SÅNTÂL CHRISTIANS.

women. She is a Bengali by birth, and is much esteemed and beloved.

She is a most consistent woman, truly adorning the doctrine of God her EADERS of the GLEANER can scarcely have forgotten the

Saviour in all things.

Jay Babu is a Native doctor. He has also been engaged as a catechist Santal Mission. Interesting accounts of it appeared in in the Santal Mission from its commencement. He is a Bengali, but by our numbers for January, 1875, and April, 1877. In long intercourse with the Santâls has acquired a thorough knowledge of 1879 there was a series of graphic letters from Santália, by their language. He preaches daily to the patients who attend the dis

the Rev. W. T. Storrs. And pictures, showing some of pensary, and this often has to be done in three or four languages. the leading converts, appeared in January and May, 1880. The Santåls

Kolian is the wife of Baijnath. She was trained in Mrs. Storrs' girls'

school for a teacher, and was for some time employed as such. She is are a numerous people in the hilly districts of Bengal: not Hindus, but

much beloved, and is a friend in need to her countrywomen, amongst one of the races that inhabited India three thousand years ago, before the whom she walks as a bright and shining light. Hindus came in. The C.M.S.

Baijnath is an earnest ChrisMission among them has only

tian. He has been employed been carried on about twenty

principally in translational years; but there are now more

work. He also preaches regu

larly to the heathen, and visits than 2,000 baptized Santal

the Christians around Bahawa, Christians, besides catechumens.

He is one of the most intelliThe Rev. F. T. Cole, who

gent and consistent of the has been labouring among them

Native Christians, and has for the past eleven years, has

lately been proposed for ordi

nation, kindly furnished some notes

Joba is the niece of the Rev. descriptive of the accompanying

W. Sido. She was for many group of portraits. He adds

years in the girls' boardingthat the engraving gives a very

school, both at Taljbari and poor idea of Santal faces :

Babawa, and during the past

year has been employed as a The Rev. William Sido is the

teacher, for which she seems Native Pastor of Chuchi, a

well suited, being able to manSantâl, and one of the first con

age her class with love and verts from the boarding-school

firmness. She is very intelliat Taljhari, established by the

gent, and has a bright, happy Rev. E. L. Puxley. He was

face, for which, however, the ordained deacon three years

engraving gives her little credit. ago, after having worked for

Joba is much looked up to by many years as a zealous cate

the other girls, to whom she chist and preacher among his

often speaks about their souls' people.

best interest, and with whom Baijun is one of the Christian

she prays; and this she does, Santal leaders, and a man uni

we believe, with a single eye for versally respected. He

God's glory, having truly the baptized about fifteen years ago,

love of God in her own heart. and bas bad much to endure for

The Rev. Sham Besra was the Master's sake. God has

one of the earliest Santal conblessed him greatly in his house

verts. He is now the Native and substance, and Baijun is

Pastor at Lakhipur. Sham is not ashamed to own it. He is

not so intelligent as the other the life of the Christians in his

pastors, but he is thoroughly in village. He and his family are

earnest, not being afraid to generally the first to appear at

speak boldly to those who are the daily morning and evening

going astray. He is often sadly services, and he does his utmost

grieved at the coldness of some to keep the others in his village

of his flock. regular in their attendance on the means of grace. He was

We may add that the Rev. mainly the cause of the new

Sham Besra, in his report last church in his village being

year, says of one of his conbuilt. When some of the luke

gregations that the people are warm Christians said they were

very careless,” and of another not able to afford time and

that they are“ bright and lively, money necessary to build the village church, he said that if

NINE SANTÂL CHRISTIANS.

and give him great joy." they would not help he would do it at bis own expense. This shamed the few whose hearts were not so earnestly in the work, and they

THE TALE OF A CONVERT. all joined in the work and finished it. It is a thatched building with

BY A. L. O. E. mud walls, and is built entirely by the people and at their own expense. May God make him a still brighter light and example to his Santâl [This deeply interesting narrative has been kindly sent for the countrymen !

GLEANER by Miss C. M. Tucker (" A. L. 0. E."), of the Church of The Rev. Bhim Hansda was also one of Mr. Puxley's scholars. He England Zenana Society, Batâla, Punjab.] and two other lads were the first to come out of heathenism and join the Church of Christ crucified from among the Santâls. Since his baptism

ROM what strange paths are the Lord's servants upwards of three thousand bave followed his example. Truly a little one

sometimes called to minister before the King; what has become a thousand. The three trembling lads became the nucleus of

singular training do they receive for His service! the large number now gatbered under the standard of the Cross. He is

A native evangelist has lately been paying a now the Native Pastor of Taljhari, and is striving earnestly to build up

visit to Batâla, and has related to me passages and strengthen the Christians, and to bring many others into the fold of of his own history. These seemed to me so interesting that I Christ. He is a thorough Christian, and is much loved and respected.

I am Sarah is the wife of Jay Babu, the central figure in the group. She is put down pencil-notes as soon as he quitted the room. quite the right hand of the missionary's wife in all her work among the committing no breach of confidence in relating the story of him

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REV, W. BIDO.

BAIJUN. JAY BABU.

SARAH.
BAIJNATH.

REV. BHIM HANSDA.
KOLIAN.
REV. SHAM BESRA.

JOBA.

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whose name I shall change to Azim. I am certain that it I Azim was insulting, and pointed out such inconsistencies in the asked for his permission to do so it would not be refused; but venerated Quran as startled its devoted admirer. on his own account I think it better not to request that per- You read that half the moon fell at Mahomet's feet. You mission.

know not the size of the moon; the half would have covered all Azim was brought up in easy circumstances, his family being Arabia. In the Quran it is written that the Jews call Ezra the able to provide him not only with comforts, but with what might be Son of God, and that Abraham offered up Ishmael. But in called luxuries. He was educated as a strict Mahomedan, and at truth the Jews do not so speak of Ezra; and Isaac was the son the price of seven years' labour learned the whole of the Quran who was offered up by holy Abraham.” by heart, a feat which may be compared to a boy's learning the Azim was not at once to be convinced ; he maintained the whole of the New Testament. The clever lad was placed at a correctness of the assertions made in the Quran regarding Ezra school of which the head-master was a Native Christian. A and Ishmael. D—-, the Christian, referred him to a Jew, there certain periodical was taken in here by some of the boys. To the being happily one within reach. To him Azim appealed, and as disgust of the young Mahomedan he saw in this paper one day the result was that the Jew confirmed the statements of the something against him whom he then considered the Prophet of Christian, Azim's faith in the Quran and the false prophet was God. Azim showed his strong zeal by buying up every copy of greatly shaken. the periodical which was brought to the place, and tearing it to Shaken, not utterly destroyed. The strange idea entered the pieces! The master, in anger, struck the enthusiast a violent mind of this singular youth, that he would himself put Mahomet blow with a cane, certainly a measure likely to increase Azim's to the test of insult. Azim reproached him aloud as being bigotry and hatred of the Christian religion. The lad left that bewuguf (senseless) and a deceiver, to see whether any answer school and went to another, taking with him a fierce dislike of would come. The false prophet remained as silent to his former Christians, which led him to annoy and worry them, and excite disciple as was Baal to his priests on Carmel. Azim was a others against them.

Mahomedan no more. But neither was he a Christian. Alas! The master of the second school happened to be likewise a there was a dark void in his mind ; he had passed from bigotry Christian, but one of a milder spirit than the first. He used into atheism! Two of Azim's friends shared his infidel opinions, argument instead of the cane. He gently remonstrated when one of whom was by birth a Hindu.

But Azim's spirit was not at rest; it required an object of sinking, Azim asked the momentous question, "What think you faith, Strange to say the Hindu (still unconverted) was a means of Jesus ?” The dying lips replied, " That He was a great of drawing him towards Christianity, and encouraging him when Prophet, and the Saviour. I believe that He died for my sins." he professed it, whilst the inconsistent life of a nominal Christian “Do you believe Him to be the Son of God ? " asked the for more than a year hindered Azim from embracing the truth. anxious son. Alas! no! the poor Mahomedan, nursed in the Azim was, however, convinced at last, and to the no small sur- strongest prejudices against that doctrine, could not say that she prise of a clergyman who had known him as a bigoted Mahome- did. The light which shone on her was but feeble, but may we dan, applied for baptism.

not hope that it was light from heaven, and that He whom she The decisive step was taken, but Azim dreaded to tell his acknowledged as Saviour did not reject her at last ? I could fondly loved mother what he had done. He was going to L- not help expressing this hope to Azim, who, I think, nourishes for a Government examination, but had an interview with her the same in his heart. “Oh! to see my mother in heaven!” before his departure. Azim had not the courage to confess that he exclaimed. It must at all events be a comfort to him that she he was a baptized Christian, he only threw out vague hints. actually died in the arms of her Christian son. But the fact was speedily known. Before Azim started for Azim has since given repeated proofs of the sincerity of his L--- he bad an angry visit from his step-father. Persuasions, convictions. He was robbed by his family of a large sum of bribes, and doubtless threats were used to induce him to recant, money which would have been readily given to him, the rightful but Azim kept firm in the faith. He must have felt like a bird heir, if he would have consented to return to the faith of escaping from the fowler when he found himself on the road. Mahomet. Azim gave up a good situation because it involved

His great trial was but postponed. After the examination Azim regular Sunday work, and so shut him out from Christian returned to his home. The scene which followed had evidently worship. Being highly educated, Azim obtained other employ. been so exquisitely painful that the convert wondered how he had ment, and fair were his earthly prospects ; but he has resigned been enabled to bear it. There in anguish, apart from him, sat his

There in anguish, apart from him, sat his them to become a catechist, and so devote himself entirely to loved mother. He noticed that the bracelets which had fitted the service of the King. her arms now hung loose on the wasted wrists. Azim's mother There are two souls, yet in darkness, over whom the affecexclaimed that her son had better have killed her, had better tionate heart of Azim specially yearns—his brother's, and that of have died himself, than bave so disgraced the family. God his Hindu friend. If his story has interested the reader, let that supported the poor young man through that terrible time of interest resolve itself into earnest prayer that Azim may yet temptation; and he left, or, as we may say, was driven forth from rejoice over these two wandering sheep, led by him to the his home.

Heavenly Shepherd. A trying interval succeeded. Azim was now poor, and had not the nourishing food to which he had been accustomed from

OVER THE WATER. childhood; he was unused to hardship, and a delicate constitution made him feel it the more. He does not appear to have met

BY EVELYN R. GARRATT. with much tenderness from his co-religionists, but was treated

CHAPTER III.-MRs. LANCASTER'S DAY DREAM, with affectionate hospitality by his unconverted Hindu friend.

ELL, you see, ma’am, it don't do me any harm, and it Finding how painfully her son was placed, the heart of the

pleases him, poor old gentleman,” said Mrs. Caston, the Mahomedan mother relented. Whatever relatives or bigoted

baker's wife, as she handed the change for a pound acquaintances might say, she could not, would not, any longer

across the counter to her customer. “It's just a fancy shut her doors against her son. Azim returned to his home,

of his, and he's a nice quiet old gentleman and gives no but at first to find but little peace there. His step-father beat

trouble; so I'm glad to oblige him now and then. It certainly is wonhim hard with a shoe ; if the Christian mentioned the name of | derful the interest he takes in this missionary box, just as if his very life the Lord Jesus curses burst from his mother's lips. She could depended upon whether it got full or not." not endure to see her son reading the Bible.

There were not many good shops in Inglesby, the place being little Azim begged to have a room to himself, where he could have more than a large straggling village; nevertheless it had its old-fashioned a little quiet, and his request was granted.

He there read the market-place, a few shops, among which Mr. Caston, the baker's, was the Gospel undisturbed, and filial love suggested to him an innocent

most important, its twelve hundred inhabitants, and its old church. Mr. device for introducing it to his bigoted mother. Studying up

and Mrs. Caston had sittings just under the pulpit, and the former was his subject in solitude, he afterwards told “ the old, old story

often called upon, should one of the church wardens be away, to hand to his mother, without mentioning the name of the Saviour. At

round the collecting plate. Not a few envied them their position in last when Azim had come to the account of the crucifixion, and Inglesby, and they were looked up to with a reverence almost amounting the words, “ Father, forgive them, for they know not what'they to awe by some of the smaller shopkeepers, and thought of with satisfacdo!” he paused, and said to his listener, " What do you think

tion by those who were on the look-out for subscribers to the various of such a being ?” The Mahomedan bibi [lady, or “Mrs.”] parish charities. Their names often headed subscription lists. “I always replied with emotion, "Very kind, very good." Then said the

like to help a needy case,” Mrs. Caston would say complacently, as she lay Christian, " This is my Jesus."

down a shilling or so to be given to this or that charity. “It doesn't At first his mother would hardly believe him ; her mind must

hurt me, and may do good.” have been poisoned against One whom even Mahomedans

There was something satisfactory in this statement to Mrs. Caston's usually honour ; but after that time Azim had no more to suffer

mind. It was such a comfort to be able to spare a shilling now and from the bigoted opposition of his mother.

then without feeling the loss. It would have been so awkward, she After Azim had been for about six months at his home, a

thought to herself, to bave been unable to give help when asked, and yet grievous accident occurred. One day a monkey kept by her

if they had been obliged to go without any of their little luxuries in husband bit the poor bibi's foot, and drew blood. Either there

consequence, Mrs. Caston would scarcely have felt inclined to be so liberal. was poison in the bite, or the state of the lady's health was

When old Mr. North had asked her to allow a missionary box to lie on such as to render the injury fatal. The poor mother drooped harm, and would please her lodger, so there it stood among the cakes and

her counter, she had made no objection; it would certainly do her no and faded away. It was at last evident that she was dying. buns, unnoticed, till Mrs. Lancaster, seeing it, remarked upon it. The sufferer asked her son to take her into his arms, which he

Mrs. Lancaster was not alone ; her son, already a good deal taller than did, his hand supporting her head. Seeing that his mother was

his mother, was with her, and stood listening to Mrs. Caston's remarks

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with an amused expression of face, and a slight curl hovering about his the many temptations which surrounded him. Leith knew, too, that he lips. “From all I hear he must be a queer old fellow," he remarked, as owed much to her prayers. Religion was never forced down his throat, he took up the missionary box to examine it. “Not much in it, eh, Mrs. but his mother's holy and bright life did more than many words for him, Caston "

and he verily believed that it was in answer to his mother's prayers that "Only that which the old gentleman puts in himself, sir,” said Mrs. he was not allowed to rest till he had knelt a conscious sinner at the Cross Caston. “It isn't likely that it'll do much good, but it pleases him and of Christ. And now nothing seemed too much for Leith to do for his it costs me nothing."

mother, and he was not a little proud of her. “ That's the best of it, isn't it, Mrs. Caston ?” said Leith Lancaster. “ You are as pretty as ever," he had said that very morning, as he The slight contempt in his tone was unperceived by Mrs. Caston, and stood looking down upon her just before starting for their walk. at that moment the sound of Mr. North’s walking-stick caught their ears, “ What nonsense, my boy!” she had answered laughingly, but with a and Mrs. Caston had only just time to whisper, “ Here he is," wlien her pleased flush spreading over her face ; for what mother would not be pleased lodger came iv. He did not notice Mrs. Lancaster and her son, bent at her son's spontaneous admiration of her. and trembling as he was, but going straight towards the counter and Nonsense!' Indeed it is no such thing. You are prettier to me dropping a coin into the missionary box, he asked eagerly-

than any woman I know, so there's a compliment for you, little mother," “ Has anything been given to the Lord this afternoon, Mrs. Caston ? " and then they had started arm-in-arm for their walk. Ah, how happy

"Well, no, sir, I'm afraid not to-day," said his landlady, with a look they were, this mother and son ! across the counter at Mrs. Lancaster as much as to say, “I told you so." After his conversation with Mrs. Caston, Mr. North had made his way

"Good Lord,” he murmured, his face falling with disappointment, slowly upstairs, stopping to take breath every step or two; but as he " teach them to give while they can, while it costs them something. approached his own door he quickened his pace, and arrived there, Shall I offer unto the Lord of that which doth cost me nothing ?fumbled somewhat nervously with the handle. It was with some difficulty

The last words were audible only to Leith Lancaster, who stood looking that at last he was able to turn it, and then, standing on the threshold and after Mr. North, as he turned away, with a strange expression on his face; shading his eyes with his hand, looked eagerly round the room as if in and while his mother was engaged in speaking to Mrs. Caston he dropped search of something. He need not have shaded his eyes, poor old man, a coin into the box.

for the sun did not often shine too brightly into his room. "That old fellow's ideas of giving are singularly different from those of “Not here!” he murmured, his hand dropping wearily by his side. Mrs. Caston, eh, mother !” he remarked, as on leaving the shop he tucked “I had almost hoped she would have been here to-day; but no, I won't his mother's arm into his.

complain, and it isn't to be wondered at that the pretty child shouldn't This mother and son were worth looking at as they passed down the care to come and see an old man. But,” he added, more brightly, “she High Street. Leith Lancaster was as good-looking as his mother, indeed said she would come, bless her, and she won't break her promise.” there was a strong likeness between them, and never was there a prouder Taking another look round, as if still half hoping to find what he was or fonder mother than she. IIer son was nearly perfection in her eyes, in search o, he closed the door behind him, put his stick and hat on the and that he would one day make a great name for himself she was table, and settled himself in his arm-chair to read. He could never, howconvinced. He was at present reading for the Bar, and had every ever, read for long together; his book was soon laid aside, and he looked prospect of getting on well in his profession. Mrs. Lancaster had been round the room with a sigh. "It's lonely, Lord,” he whispered, closing pleased when Leith had announced his intention of following his father's his eyes. “I would like to have some one to come and see me now and professioo, for “now," she thought to herself," I shall be able to keep him then, if it is Thy Will. Just a little lonely, Lord.” in England; I couldn't live without Leith, it would just break my heart Mr. North did not notice that the door was opened, and that the young to part with him.” And then she had pictured the cosy little home she servant had entered, carrying the tea-things. would make for her boy in London, so pretty it should be, with everything Jessie had caught his last words, and after resting the tray on the table, in it to attract him, and to rest both mind and body, after a long day stood with open mouth and eyes watching him. She had often heard bim in chambers or in court. IIow happy they would be! They were so talk to himself, but there was a certain look upon his face this afternoon now in their pretty country home, but the idea of being by Leith's side which she had never noticed there before, and the words caused a tender when he was in the midst of the whirl and bustle of London life, when, pity for him to rise in her heart. A feeling of awe took possession of her. as she hoped, he would begin to mount the ladder of fame, and to be able Was God really so near as that old gentleman seemed to think? And to cheer him on and encourage him forward, was very fascinating to his could He hear the faint trembling murmur that issued from his lips? mother; and now that Leith was so soon to be called to the Bar, her dream That God heard all, saw all, Jessie's Sunday-school teacher, Mrs. Lanseemed to be very near fulfilment.

caster, had often told her, and she never doubted but that her word was “But supposing Leith marries ?” her mother, who was still living, to be depended upon; but somehow she had never realised it as she did though now entirely confined to her sofa, had once said to her, when this afternoon on hearing Mr. North's prayer. The great God, then, Nona had been telling her her happy dreams for the future.

must have heard her answering her mistress so rudely this morning. “Ah, supposing !” she had answered with a smile, though with a He must have heard her last Sunday at the school, whispering to Jane certain little pain in her heart, which was not quite new to her. "But Abbot during prayer time, and she began to feel uncomfortable. we are too happy for him to think about that yet, mother, and when he “Oh, it's you, is it, Jessie ?” said Mr. North, suddenly opening his does, I'm sure Leith's taste will agree with mine, and I shall gain a eyes. “I thought it must be near tea-time. Did you ask your mistress daughter rather than lose a son.”

about the grey parrot, my dear?” And there the matter had ended. But that night Nona Lancaster had “Yes, sir,” answered Jessie, "and mistress 'll see about it; but master's lain awake for long, thinking of the possibility.

very partic'lar fond of the parrot, sir, and mistress don't know if he 'll be Leith had been his mother's comfort ever since that day long ago willing to spare it.” when she stood by her husband's grave. At first the fact of having to “Tell Mrs. Caston that I'll take great care of it,” said Mr. North. take care of her little son had been an unspeakable relief to her, but as Has any one been here this afternoon ? he grew older they insensibly changed places. It was Nona who was now To see you, sir? No, not to-day, as I know of.” taken care of, and with such tenderness as she had never expected to "If ever any one comes to see me, and I should be out, ask her to wait; experience again on this earth.

and don't forget, Jessie, to pull up the blinds, and to give her a book to As for Leith, his mother was at present his idea of what a woman should look at." be; her sympathy and love had never failed him. When a schoolboy no "Is it a lady you're expecting, sir?” asked Jessie, her curiosity aroused one had taken such a vivid interest in all his concerns as his mother ; for Mr. North had not as yet had any visitor to see him. how excited she had grown over the various cricket matches he had taken - Yes, a lady-a young lady—I can't remember her name; but she has part in; how interested to hear all about his friends and their doings; and light wavy hair and dark eyes, and looks just as if the sun must always when at College the thought of his mother had often helped him to resist smile pon her. Ah!” he murmured," so like mine-so like!”

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