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want such things." His bearing and deportment were extremely jumped on board, and smote off the heads of sixteen out of the dignified when treated as a prince, but when he thought himself twenty with her own hand. She then first shot and afterwards an object of curiosity only, he never failed to show his disgust. strangled herself. Such horrors would have been past all Once when he saw some ladies smiling, as he thought, at his credence had they not been related by eye-witnesses. This tattooed face, he threw himself upon three chairs, and covering battle was only the commencement of a series of such cruel and his face with his hands, remained thus till they left. In the devastating wars, that the very extinction of the Maori race winter he became dangerously ill with a chest attack, for which seemed to be threatened. Hongi became the Napoleon of New a have it but Zealand. yielded at last, and when it gave him speedy relief, declared heThe aspect of things at Keri-Keri was entirely changed. The would not quit the country without a pot full of that valuable missionaries wrote, “ The natives are almost past bearing, coming medicine.
into our homes when they please, demanding food, and stealing Alas, the visit which promised such good things for the Maori, whatever they can lay hands upon. We feared for the whole of was indirectly the cause of the frightful wars which desolated our property, but the Lord has heard our prayers.” While their country under Hongi for years afterwards. Though he Hongi was at a distance with his warriors, they had more peace, did not betray it while in England, the soul of the savag but when he returned, the anguish of the scenes they were chieftain was then fired with one ardent ambition, to become compelled to witness passes all description-heads borne along sole ruler in the islands, as King George was in England ; with as trophies, women and even children falling on the unhappy this object he changed on the way back everything else he had received for larger supplies of guns, powder, and shot. Visiting Mr. Marsden again while passing through Sydney, he met there the chief Hinaki and another, Determined to turn the deadly gifts he had received to account, he urged some trifling cause of complaint against Hinaki's tribe, as a reason for war with him. Thrusting out his tongue, and distorting his countenance, he bade him make haste home and put his pah (native enclosure) in a state of
52 defence, for as soon as he could assemble his people he should fight him. In vain did Hinaki try to make peace; they sat at the same table, slept under the
mm same roof, and no one would have dreamt they were foes. But nothing could alter Hongi's savage purpose, and Hinaki finding prisoners, murdering them with yells of triumph, and then the there was no alternative, hastened home and prepared to resist loathsome feast, which crowned the other horrors. the invader. The tribes were related to each other, but the At length this monster murderer received a check in his pleasure to Hongi of trying his new military stores prevailed desperate career. In the beginning of 1827, he plundered and over every other feeling. The battle, however, was for some burned the Wesleyan Missionary station at Whangaroa. He was time doubtful. Hinaki, a man of noble form and determined successful, as usual, but after the battle received a shot from courage, long maintained the combat, until at last he fell, having which he never recovered. To the last he urged his people to received four balls; his ferocious conqueror rushed forward, and carry on the war, and exterminate his enemies." Thus will you with his English clasp knife scooped out the eye of his expiring avenge my death, and thus only do I wish to be revenged,” were enemy and swallowed it; he then stabbed him in the neck, and his last words. It is almost too terrible to think of this man drank his blood as it gushed from the wound. About a going to his last account, and at the same time to realise him thousand men were slain in this battle, and three hundred once in the Church Missionary House in Salisbury Square, breathcooked and eaten on the field. Hongi returned with twenty ing the holy and loving atmosphere of Edward Bickersteth's prisoners on his canoe, intended to be kept as slaves, but his family, and truly, as it then seemed, not far from the Kingdom daughter, finding that her own husband had been killed, seized of God. the sword which King George had presented to her father,
OVER THE WATER.
bim. He was no loser by giving up these hours to enliven and cheer his
old friend; and who indeed is ever the loser for obeying God's CommandBY EVELYN R. GARRATT,
ments and following in the footsteps of his Lord ?
There were, however, days when even Leith's footstep on the stairs CHAPTER V.-A BROKEN PROMISE.
brought no smile to the old man's lips, or light to his eyes; days when it WONDER now whether there is anything in it after all, seemed as if he could not overcome the depression which hung over him; or whether it is as I have thought all along, only a it was at such times as these that he would shade his eyes with his hand, delusion on his part."
and look vaguely about in search of his "bit of sunshine," and the So spoke Leith Lancaster on the evening after the
memory of a sin he apparently had committed in the past seemed conevents mentioned in the last chapter, as he let the Times nected in some mysterious way with it. drop from his hands, and drawing his chair nearer the fire stirred it
It was late in the afternoon of one of these days, that Leith had come into a blaze. Mrs. Lancaster, sitting at the opposite side of the fire- across his old friend lying still and white in the quiet village street. He place working, supposing her son to have been all the while deep in his
bad seen him in the morning, and had left with a sad heart, little imaginpaper, looked up and smiled. She was always ready to enter into an ing where he would next meet him. At first Leith feared he was dead, argument, and was only too pleased to discuss the day's news with him, and it was indeed some time before he showed signs of life, but gradually and supposing his words to have reference to what he had been reading, he became conscious, and his first words were about his " bit of sunshine." she asked, "What is it you are interested in ? I have not read the paper “I was watching for her,” he kept on saying, “ for she promised to come to-day."
to me, but in vain-in vain." “Nor bave I,” said Leitb, laughing. “ All the time my eyes have been | Leith Lancaster puzzled over these words, and walking down the village running through the columns, my mind has been full of something else, street the day following found himself stopping at the spot where he had and upon my word, little mother, I haven't a notion as to what I have been
come across Mr. North the evening before. reading."
“Just opposite the Vennings' house,” he thought to himself. “Could “I am often guilty of that, and sometimes find I have read pages with- it be possible that old Mr. North could have so surrounded Ella and out taking in a word. But what or whom have your thoughts been busy Beatrice with his own fancy as to describe either of them as his ' bit of about"
sunshine'?” “Light hair and dark eyes, and looking just as if the sun “Why, I can't get Mr. North out of my mind, poor old fellow ! ”
was always shining upon her," he had said again and again. "No, these “I wanted to know how he is : have you been to see him then this words could not apply to the Vennings,” thought Leith, but as he turned afternoon ? "
homewards his face became gradually graver. “I am determined to find “Yes, but he is very weak, and hardly able to care for my visit I'm
out," was his inward resolve, as he hung up his hat in the hall, and afraid. I only wish I could solve his problem, and find this mysterious entered the drawing-room, where he found his mother. 'bit of sunshine' for him.”
“ There is only one in Inglesby who at all comes up to his description," “ Bit of sunshine! What do you mean ?”
said Leith, breaking the silence into which they had fallen since bis “What does he mean? that is the question. I have suspected all this mother last spoke. time that his imagination was at work, but I am beginning to think that “ What was his description asked Mrs. Lancaster. after all there may be something in it, and that his ' bit of sunshine'is “A little bit of sunshine'; mother, there is only one girl I know made of human flesh and blood; if only I could find it for him, I believe who can be so described.” the old fellow would soon be himself again, but as it is, he makes himself Mrs. Lancaster looked up suddenly at Leith. He was leaning forward, worse by worrying and fretting over it, and the doctor thinks seriously his hands clasped round one of his knees, his eyes bent on the fire ; was of him."
he seeing the “bit of sunshine" there, for his eyes and lips were smiling? “ It sounds very mysterious," said Mrs. Lancaster, who happened just A pain shot through his mother's heart as her eyes fell on her work at that moment to be counting the stitches for the heel of the sock she was again, but she simply asked, “And who is that girl ? " making her boy, and had only half heard what Leith had been saying. Leith remained silent; he either did not hear, or did not wish to
“He seems to have something lying heavily on his conscience,” added answer, but suddenly at the sound of a light footstep he sprang to his Leith. “I sometimes wish you knew him : the very sight of you would, I feet, and looked towards the door; there stood Sasie Ogilvie. believe, do his poor old eyes good; besides, you have a quiet way of finding At the sight of her Nona's heart seemed to stand still. Was Sasie the out people's troubles and helping them.”
answer to her question ? She had never thought or dreamt of such a “ If he would care to see me, I would certainly go.”
thing, but something in Leith's face and manner as he went towards her Since that morning when Leith had seen Mr. North for the first time convinced his mother that he had been thinking of none other than Sasie in Mrs. Caston's shop, he had become intimately acquainted with him. when he had uttered those words a few minutes ago. The friendship had begun by Leith sending him presents of fish, without, “Come in, Sasie,” she said kindly, but it must be confessed with a however, the slightest intention of ever knowing him any better.
certain effort. “I did not expect you to-day.” But Jessie, remembering his lonely words, repeated them to her mistress ; “No; but I could not resist coming in as I was passing, and it is only accordingly, when Leith Lancaster appeared next time, Mrs. Caston asked just five o'clock,” said Sasie, who was always sure of a welcome from her him if he would step up and see Mr. North. Leith hesitated. It was a friend. She little imagined that for the first time in her life Nona wished lovely summer's evening, and he felt pretty sure that if he went straight she had not come. “How nice and cosy you look,” she added, taking a back he would just be in time to see Sasie Ogilvie home, for he happened cup of tea from Leith's hands. “But I am afraid I have interrupted you," to know she was going to afternoon tea with bis mother that day! If, glancing at the Times. “Were you reading to your mother, Leith?” on the other hand, he went upstairs to see Mr. North, he would miss her. “No, we were only talking, or rather I believe we had lapsed into
There was no doubt as to which course of action would be most pleasant, silence; eh, mother ?” but Leith before now had learnt to follow in the footsteps of Him who Mrs. Lancaster did not look up from her work, for she was afraid of
pleased not Himself.” So after a moment's hesitation he followed Mrs. the tale her face might tell. She had never felt it difficult to meet Sasie's Caston upstairs ; and that was by no means the last visit that Leith eyes before, and though she knew she was looking at her with the pretty Lancaster paid to the lonely old man.
loving expression on her face which had always pleased her till now, she Sometimes he only had time to run in and give him a look, or if he had could not answer the smile just yet. an hour or two to spare he would have a game of chess with him, or read “I thought you were going over to the Stantons' this afternoon ?” to him. Even his mother had no idea of the time he spent in Mr. North's said Sasie, looking up at Leith. room; but Leith bad his reward. Lessons he learnt from that old man's Yes, I was, but something kept me. By-the-bye, Sasie, where had trembling lips which he never forgot; he found he was brought nearer to you been yesterday afternoon before you came home ? " God, and new thoughts and ideas of life and its duties opened up before “I had been to see the Vennings. Why?"
“How strange,” said Leith, the expression of his face altering. "You
GOSPEL TROPHIES, must actually have passed him; do you know what I found on my way back through High Street ? it was quite dark, you remember, when I
Old Asirvatham, of Surandei. left your house."
SURANDEI, Norember 29th, 1882. “I know; indeed it was so before I reached home myself.”
REGRET to inform you of the death of one Asirvatham, “I am glad you did not see him," said Leith, rather absently. The
chettiar (i.e., shop-keeper caste), a good Christian. I hope idea he had mooted a few minutes before to his mother seemed to be
that it will be very interesting to the Christian friends
to hear some account of this faithful servant of our Lord growing more distinct in his mind.
Jesus Christ. He was a hardened Hindu devotee, and “How mysterious you are!” said Sasie, laughing. “What does he
even mocked the members of Christ. While living in mean, Nona ? "
this bigoted state, he had a special call from God one day. While lying "Do you know old Mr. North, Mrs. Caston's lodger, Sasie ? "
on his bed he had a fearful struggle with some frightful appearance, Leith waited somewhat eagerly for the answer to his question.
when the words, “ Jesus! save me," proceeded from his mouth; the
struggle ended, and he got some relief in himself. Ever since, his Sasie looked up quickly with a frightened look in her eyes, and a guilty attention was turned from Hinduism, and he tried to know something flush spreading over her face.
about Christ; and in order to obtain the knowledge about Him, he “I hope nothing is wrong with him ? ” she asked quickly, remembering
searched the Word of God. Though he was ridiculed and ill-treated by where she had last seen him.
his relatives, he was not shaken.
When the late Rev. D. Fenn, our beloved itinerating missionary, was “I remember now. You met him surely last summer in the church- on a visit to Surandei, this chettiar expressed a desire to be baptized, and yard, did you not, Sasie ? "remarked Mrs. Lancaster.
after finding him properly fitted for it, Mr. Fenn baptized him, in the “Yes, it was last summer; but is he ill, Leith ?"
year 1861. The Bible was his companion, therefore he adhered to read it “ The doctor gives only slight hopes of his recovery. I found him
regularly and daily. He was blest with a spirit of supplication, therefore lying insensible in High Street last night on my way home.”
he used to pray always, and was very delighted in it. He never absented “Oh!” was all Sasie could find to say.
himself from public services and prayer-meetings. He was not ashamed
to speak of Christ to his relatives, his wife, and children, who are still “He was just opposite the Vennings' door, and from his first words heathens. He preached the Gospel, not only to them, but for the souls when he recovered consciousness I judged that he was waiting for some
of others also he had a great concern. He was a great help to me in one.”
visiting small neighbouring congregations, and taking prayers with them Sasie sat with her hands clasped on her knees, and her eyes bent on the
on Sundays when neither I nor either of my agents can go to them. ground; conscience was busy, and she dare not trust herself to speak.
He had the practice of remembering in his prayers the children for
whom he stood sponsor. He composed many songs in praise of God on “But I trust he will recover, dear,” said Nona, seeing the girl's distress, the subject of his conversion. Whenever he found any two of the conand not knowing exactly the cause. "I suppose you have seen him gregation to be ill-disposed with each other, he acted as a reconciler, and several times since the summer, and have become fond of bim."
would be at rest if he found them well-disposed. He would warn the “I promised to go, but I never went,” said Sasie, in a low voice.
offender and pacify the offended, and dismiss them with prayer. The “And now-oh, Leith,” she added, looking up quickly in his face, “is it
names of his Heavenly Father, His Son Jesus our Saviour, and the Spirit too late ; will he care to see me now?”
our Sanctifier, were very precious to him.
Being very old, he fell sick in his seventieth year, and was confined to “Then you are his ' bit of sunshine,'" said Leith, gravely; and in his
bis bed for three months. He was ready for the call; his heart was look Sasie saw plainly the added thought, “and you have broken your
close to the Triune God by prayers and meditations. He preached to his promise."
heathen relatives and friends, even when confined to his sick-bed. The members of the Bible and Prayer Union all over the world would be
very glad to hear of his happy death. On the day previous to his death, THE CIRCULATION OF THE “GLEANER.”
after I had finished my prayer with him, he preached cheerfully to those
who sat around him, on the words,“ The Lord is my God." His wife, knowTo the Editor.
ing he had been suffering from his illness, and had had no sleep during EAR MR. EDITOR,-Readers of the GLEANER will not doubt that
the whole previous night, requested him to be quiet; to which he replied,
While I have the regular study of missionary literature tends even more than
My time is short, I will die either to-day or to-morrow. attending annual meetings to quicken their interest in missionary Saviour, who is stretching out His hands to receive me into His mighty
the power to speak I must not remain a minute without speaking of our work abroad. We believe that many will not doubt the further statement, but thank God for it, that the study of the records of missionary
SUVISESHAMUTTU SWAMIDASEN, enterprise, self-denial, and success, tends to strengthen their faith, increase
Pastor of Surandei, Tinnevelly. their hope, and enlarge their hearts.
The problem before us is how to increase the circulation which is attended with such benefits both to the missionary work abroad and to
A "WASTE NOT” SOCIETY. the readers at home. I have tried in this district a plan which others may be able to try with equal success in their own neighbourhoods. I
F the Editor of the GLEANER can give me space I should like to tell the obtained leave from the incumbents to visit their Sunday-schools and show
younger readers about a good and easy way of raising money for the
Church Missionary Society, copies of the GLEANER and canvas for orders. I got one person in each For seven years we have had in this town (Ipswich) a nice large annual Sunday-school to be responsible for receiving a packet monthly, distribut- meeting for children and young people. The only hall that will hold the ing the GLEANERS and receiving the pence in exchange. The curate or
numbers who come is an expensive one to hire, while the collection is never superintendent of the school is usually willing to undertake this. This
large, as children have so little money. Some friends thought the meeting one person is responsible to me for the money, and I order the packet to
should be given up, others said, “By no means, it is too important !” At length be sent to each such distributor from W. H. Smith & Sons' railway book
we thought if the children really cared to have a meeting they would perhaps stall. I settle with W. H. Smith & Sons for the whole set each month. In
exert themselves to pay for it. But how? Reading in the Green Book, that this way over 250 copies are distributed monthly in this district, where a
in one place £40 was obtained by a “ Waste Not" Society, we determined to few months ago probably not twenty-five were seen, and many of the pre
try. A few children came together by invitation, and enrolled themselves as
members. They were provided with some printed paper setting forth their sent readers were not aware of the existence of this admirable paper. This
object, with a request that grown-up people would help them; thus armed, plan may be carried out in any town in England, and possibly the work
they set to work. They called on their friends and requested them kindly to may be a new mission of usefulness for some persons who wish to do
take care of old letters, envelopes, circulars, in fact, of all kinds of waste good, but feel a want of some definite plan of usefulness. Many people
paper, and reserve it for them, allowing them to call for the collection every will be quite pleased to give a penny monthly for the GLEANER when it
month. is thus brought to them, who would not take the trouble to order it for
If printed paper was given, they asked to have it kept separate from the themselves. Tract distributors might also add the GLEANER to their
written, as if mixed together the paper merchant only gives half as much stock, as no better tract could be found.
money as he does if it is separated. Some of the young collectors asked for a J. T. K. sack into which to empty their spoils at home; others, who had not room for
anything so bulky, preferred to bring their paper to a common depository. ANOTHER SERVANT'S OFFERING.—The following letter was lately received
The first year of our “Waste Not” has just closed with a very satisfactory by a clergyman from a domestic servant :-"Dear Sir,-Will you kindly
result of £5 5s. realised by the sale of waste paper collected by the untiring accept thirty shillings towards the fund for sending out missionaries. I was
energy and zeal of a few children. We have started our new year full of going to buy a cloak, but prefer giving it to this.'
hope that many more will join the “Waste Not" Society, and that we shall at least double the sum obtained last year.
AGNES J. CLOWES.
THE NEW MISSION
are aware that,
peals of the Rev. Dr. Bruce, of the Persia Mission, when at home last year, the Committee decided to extend the operations of the Society by the occupation of the City of Bagdad. Some account of the place and people may therefore not be uninteresting.
The very name of the historic city seems to conjure up visions of Oriental splendour, and to lead us back to that period of Eastern pomp and magnificence — the brilliant reign of Haroun Alraschid, or Aaron the Just, whose name will be familiar to all readers of the " Arabian Nights." Bagdad was built eleven centuries ago, or in the 145th year of the Hejira or flight of Mobammed to Me. dina. Situated in a most convenient position as the imperial city of the Arabian Kaliphs, lying as it did on the banks of the Tigris, and not far from the waters of “the great river, the river Euphrates," it became a large commercial city, and the centre of Mohammedan religion, learning, and law.
After the death of the Kaliph Haroun Alraschid, Bagdad continued, except for a short time, to be the capital of the Kaliphs of the Abbaside dynasty (80 called from its founder, Abbas, an uncle of Mohammed) and it ceased to be the imperial city only on the fall of that dynasty. For about five centuries the Kaliphs of this dynasty had reigned with varying fortunes; but with their downfall, in the middle of the thirteenth century, departed the glory of their imperial city. We find it sometimes occupied by the Tartars, then by the Persians. In 1258 A.D. it was captured and sacked by the Moguls. But it was speedily rebuilt, and, after passing through many changes, was at last captured
by the Turks under Sultan Murad IV. in 1638, and has since Besides being the centre of the highway for Shiah pilgrims to remained a part of the Turkish Empire, being ruled by governors Mecca, that ne plus ultra of the Mohammedan’s religious desires, appointed from Constantinople.
Bagdad itself is surrounded by places of pilgrimage, whither Approached by water, its first appearance is singularly resort thousands of Shiah Mohammedans during the year. As picturesque, and gives one the impression of an "enchanted in future numbers of the GLEANER we may have to refer to this city, rising from the midst of groves of mulberries, oranges and powerful division of Mohammedans, it may not be out of place palms," and its “graceful minarets and domes, gleaming with blue to give some account of them here. and green through the foliage.” But every feeling of romance The death of Mohammed caused a split among his followers. is removed as one enters the city. “It is the very type of the Hundreds of thousands believe that he nominated his son-in-law, insanitary Oriental town.” Heaps of putrefying rubbish meet Ali, to succeed him. It is true Ali did eventually succeed him, the eye at every turn ; lean and gaunt dogs prowl about, seeking but three others came between him and the prophet, and they what they may devour; while the hungry vulture swoops over are looked upon as usurpers by a large section of Moslems. Ali the unwholesome streets.
was assassinated after having reigned for only five years as The most reliable statistics put the population of the city at Kaliph. Ali had two sons. Hasan, the elder, abdicated, and 60,000. The labouring portion is chiefly Arab, the governing perished by poison at Medina. The younger, Husain, fought classes are Turks, while the remainder is composed of Jews, valiantly for the Kaliphate, but after a gallant stand, was Armenians, Persians,
and Kurds, and a very motley crowd they defeated with a few faithful followers and killed. From the look as they swarm day after day in the narrow bazaars. moment he was struck down, Mohammedans became divided