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OVER THE WATER.
Looking from him to her two children Mrs. Lancaster thought of Mrs.
"A deaf, childish old man-what can he do in this great battle of life ?” CHAPTER XII.-GOOD NEWS.
And as if in answer to the question came into her mind the words HEN Sasie and Leith met the following day both their faces “Not many wise men after the flesh, not many mighty, not many
showed signs of a sleepless night; they stood looking into noble, are called : but God hath chosen the foolish things of the world, to each others eyes without a word, and each saw at a glance confound the wise ; and God hath chosen the weak things of the world, to that the other had come to no definite conclusion.
confound the things which are mighty; and base things of the world, and It is hard enough sometimes to decide even an unim- | things which are despised, hath God chosen, yea, and things which are portant question, but when it is a matter which may alter the whole not, to bring to nought things that are.” current of a life it becomes doubly so.
Leith and Sasie were living witnesses of the old man's work in How could they part ?
Inglesby. That was the question written on both their faces, and something there
They went away after a few minutes, leaving Mrs. Lancaster for a reminded each that “this world is not for aye." That their life was “but
little while longer with Mr. North. as a tale that is told,” as a “flower of the field,” perishable-uncertain.
"Mr. North,” she said, after a slight pause, “ I fancy you know someThe tempter was busy with Leith Lancaster for the next few moments. thiag of what I am going through. It is sometimes hard to say, 'Thy Meanwhile Sasie, who stood looking up at him, remembered his words,
will be done.'" “Would you marry a coward ?" If Leith was in the army, she reasoned
Mrs. Lancaster, who was far more accustomed to receive confidences with herself, and his Queen and country called for his services, would she
than to make them, to sympathise with others than to ask for sympatby, wish him, for love of her, to keep at home instead of facing the foe ?
was surprised to find how easily she was able to talk to Mr. North, and it Nay, would she not rather buckle on his armour and urge bim forward,
was a relief to her. remembering how great and grand a thing it is for a man to fight for his
Mr. North looked keenly at her, and his sympathy being fully aroused country, and to die for it if need be? If she had to choose, would she he was able to express himself and collect his thoughts more easily than not far rather be the widow of a hero than the wife of a coward ?
usual. Madam,” he said, “there was a time I felt like you, and refused Thus reasoned Sasie with herself. And as she remembered that Leith to give God my best. I had a child once-just such another as my was in God's army, and that to remain in England instead of obeying the
little Sunshine'--and when she grew up the wish to work among the call to go across the water would be quite as cowardly an act as the other, heathen became strong in her ; but I would not let her go. Though she she made up her mind.
was not my only child she was the one I loved best, and I would have "Leith,” she said quietly," Mr. North would ask, “Will you give unto spared ali rather than her. Year after year passed, and—ah! my memory the Lord of that which doth cost you nothing ?'
fails me. But one day a rich man came into our village and stole my " What shall we answer, Sasie ? :)
pretty bird away. I can see her now, standing in the churchyard with A pause, and then the answer came in clear, brave tones-
her golden hair, on her wedding morning. Now, I thought to myself, "We will give unto the Lord that which costs us most-we will give my little girl will never be longing and pining to go over the sea ; but I Him each otlier, Leith.'
made a mistake, she went over the water after all,--but it was the river of
death that she crossed. All the rest is a blank. I know nothing more, Mr. North had been disappointed to hear that his missionary-box except that she was laid in the grave, in the little churchyard where the when opened contained only thirty shillings; he had hoped for far primroses and violets grew. I think I nearly died of a broken heart, and greater things, aod felt discouraged.
I felt the souls of those heathen laid to my charge. It was years before I “I've done so little, Lord, and I meant to do so much,” he murmured could believe that God had forgiven me; I had robbed Him of His due, again and again.
and would not give God my best." He little knew or expected wbat he had been the means of doing, and
“And your other children ? when it was told him the joy was almost too much.
“ They all died; two were carried off by fever, and one was drowned One afternoon to his surprise three visitors were announced, Mrs.
on his third voyage to China." Then, after a slight pause, he added, Lancaster, her son, and Sasie, all old friends of his, for Mrs. Lancaster
“It seems to me, somehow, as if God had sent my little bit of sunshine' had often been to see him when Leith was in London. He was not,
to me in the place of Gracie ; and I have been praying for long that she however, accustomed to receive more than one at a time, and had not might be led over the water, though He knows how much I shall miss seen Leith and Sasie together since their engagement.
her. He has granted my prayer about her. Madam, be sure of it, that “We've come to tell you some news,” said Leith, “for we feel that you
God's way is always the happiest. You will lose, instead of gaining, if of all people ought to know first.”
you try to keep your son. Besides, will you offer unto the Lord your “God bless you both, God bless you," said the old man, holding out God of that which doth cost you nothing ?” bis hands to them. “I know all about it--why my little bit of sunshine' came round last week to tell me—and may God bless you, my children.” Sasie grew in soul during the next five years, and when they came to
“Oh, but we have some more news for you,” said Sasie, “news that an end she felt that it had been good for her to have had that quiet will make you very, very glad.”
training time. A strange eager light flashed across Mr. North's face. “ Over the
How different now were her feelings, as she looked forward to work in water ? ” he asked excitedly, looking at Leith.
India, from what they had been at the begioning of those five years ! Yes, I am going out as a missionary.”
Then Leith was everything—the work, save that she was to share it with They were almost sorry that they had told him the news so suddenly, him, nothing. Now, she felt that even if there were no Leith in the for he literally trembled with excitement.
question, the work was there for her, and she looked forward with eager“I owe a great deal to you,” said Leith ; “for you were the first who ness to beginning it. taught me to care for the heathen, or led me to think of a missionary's It was sad work leaving home, and saying good-bye to little Inglesby, life, and now I feel that God has called me."
which looked particularly sweet in the bright October sunshine, as she “And you, my dear?” looking questioningly at Sasie.
leant against the stile leading into the churchyard, taking her last look at “Father has promised to let me joia Leith in five years from the time the old familiar scene. Standing there, the remembrance of her first he starts, if I still love him.” Sasie looked up at Leith with a laugh meeting with Mr. North came vividly before her, and she could almost that was very nearly a sob.
fancy she heard his trembling words"Lord, now lettest Thou Thy servant depart in peace,” murmured “Shall I offer unto the Lord my God of that which doth cost me Mr. North; " for what wait I for?” A look of peace and rest
nothing ?" his face as if a burden had just rolled off his mind.
Sasie crossed the stile, and made her way to the spot where she had first
seen him. There was no bent old man with silvery hair sitting on the
ONE OF OUR HELPERS. tombstone, but by its side was a newly-made grave. It was a simple grass mound; no stone had been erected to tell who lay beneath ; but those
HAVE just returned from D—, where I addressed a meeting
last night. The Vicar's daughter called for me in the who loved him needed no reminder of where the old man lay, and his
afternoon, and we drove to the pretty vicarage, but stopped grave was bright with flowers.
on our way, at one of the smallest houses I have ever seen, He had died on a bright summer morning, when the sun was shining
to pick up a very tiny widow woman, who just matched in all its glory, and the birds' voices were sounding a joyful thanksgiving
her house. She used to be the toll-keeper, and the house
was the toll-house; but the gate has been removed for many years, though to their Creator. He passed peacefully away in his sleep, with a smile of
its keeper is permitted to occupy her old home. satisfaction on his face. When Mrs. Caston came down from the chamber The old lady came out at the sound of wheels, and greeted my comof death that morning her face bore traces of tears.
panion cordially. “I beg your pardon, ma'am,” she said to Mrs. Venning, who was “I shall soon be ready,” she said, and began to bustle about. The waiting in the shop. “I'm afraid I've kept you waiting, but the poor haunt, and made snug for the night, and the door locked. Then she
window shutter had to be secured, the cat conducted to some outside old gentleman has just gone from us.”
came to the carriage, and got in with some difficulty, grasping her faithful " Has he really died? I had no idea he was so ill. Well, it's the
umbrella, her clean white handkerchief, and her well-worn black thread happiest thing that could have happened to such a lonely old man, and gloves. She was a very neat little old woman, dressed in old, but spotless, it is not as if he had left any one behind to grieve over his loss."
black and white. I learnt from others that she has been the chief friend Mrs. Caston shook her head sorrowfully. “That he is happier in
of the C.M.S. in her neighbourhood for many years. She goes round the
parish and collects the small subscriptions and donations that so many Heaven, ma'am, I have no doubt, and if any one was prepared to go there
are willing to give if some one will only take the trouble to call for them. he was; but as to leaving no one behind to grieve for him, I can't s
say I learnt also that she had a very high character for personal holiness. much about that. My husband and I feel, ma'am, that we've been One friend spoke of her as
a saint." entertaining an angel unawares, and though I grumbled a bit about the I drove back with her this morning, and she told me much about extra work at first, and went so far as to say I could not stand it much
herself. She is 76 years of age, and much regrets that her increasing longer, I've learnt better long ago. I've never had a lodger whom I
feebleness prevents her from doing as much as she used to do for the
cause she loves. She bas lived in her tiny lonely house for 46 years ; shall miss so much, and I verily believe tbat God bas blessed this house
during 16 years a husband (as small as herself her friends tell me) shared ever since he came into it, that I do."
her home, but for 30 years she has been a widow, with no living companion “Will you really miss him so much?” said Mrs. Venning; “I had but her cat. She has never been to London, nor wandered far from home, fancied that being so helpless
but she has an intense interest in missionary work in the “uttermost “Yes, ma’am, and so he was very helpless, but never a grumble came
parts of the earth”—an interest which arises apparently from a real
compassion íor i he poor heathen who "sit in darkness and the shadow of from his lips, and he wasn't one of those fidgetty ones who always want
death," and a deep love for her Saviour, and a desire to obey His la-t to be attended to. He would sit quite patient and quiet by the hour
command. together, and I used to hear him praying just beautiful-speaking to the It is encouraging for the missionary to meet such friends among the
And it should also be an Lord as if He were close beside him, and so I believe He was. And,” poorest and humblest of Christ's flock. she added, brushing away her tears as her eyes fell on the missionary-box
encouragement to those who desire to help the work at Home, to know
that one so solitary, old, and poor, can do so much to help the glorious on the counter, " that box shall stand there so long as I live, and I don't
work of establisbing Christ's kingdom in the world.
L. say so only because it would please Jr. North, but because it will please the Lord.” Did Mrs. Vending remember her talk with Mrs. Lancaster seven
THE STORY OF THE NEW ZEALAND MISSION. years ago about the new lodger at Mrs. Caston's ?
I think so, for her face wore something of the same sad expression as By the Author of "England's Daybreak," " The Good News in she left the shop that Mrs. Lancaster had seen upon it at the time of
Africa,” dc. Ella's accident, when she had confessed to another mistake, another sin.
XII. As she wended her way home the following words came to her mind :“But now are they many members, yet but one body. And the eye
E heard last month of the son of the blood-thirsty cannot say unto the hand, I have no need of thee : nor again the head to
chieftain, Raparahau Katu, at the extreme south of the feet, I have no need of you. Nay, much more, those members of the
the island, being seized with an earnest desire to body, which seem to be more feeble, are necessary.”
learn to read the Book of God, of which he first
heard casually from a cousin, and acquiring the power of doing so by six months steady toil with a teacher, shut
up in a little islet once used as a prison. Missionary Sermons in Advent.
The spiritual appetite thus once awakened, Katu and WhyTo the Editor. EAR SIR,— Permit me to suggest to your cleric al reader: the following why longed for further teaching, and felt nothing would now during the season of Advent :
man's mouth." Raparahau strongly objected to their going, (1) The Condition of the World without the Gospel. (2) The Mcans used to propagate the Gospel.
but they were not to be thwarted in their purpose; and paying (3) The Results achieved by preaching the Gospel.
their fare in pigs and potatoes, took their passage in an American (4) The Responsibility resting upon every individual Christian to assist in ship, bound for the 500 miles' voyage to the Bay of Islands, the spread of the Gospel.
we are now circulating these subjects among the members of our Suffolk starting courageously, though they left their wives weeping Union in the hope that they may be used by the clergy, and tend to awaken pitifully on the shore. Arriving in about a month, they were ainong their people an increased interest in the subject of Foreign Missions. taken to our friend Mr. H. Williams, quaintly called “ of the Peasenhall Vicarage,
EDWARD D. STEAD,
Four Eyes" by the natives, because he wore spectacles, and
he asked the reason of their coming. “To get a missionary,” A Dying Maori Clergyman.
replied Katu, “ to teach my people.” Alas! for the blow that W , , THEN the late Rev. Piripi Patiki, of New Zealand, was dying, his son in
awaited him in the reply : “But there is no one whom we can
send.” Most touchingly did they urge and repeat their entreaties Clarke. “Why should you ? " said the old man; “it is the Lord's work. He that some one might be spared to return with them, but what planted the seed, made the seed to grow, and then tɔ bear fruit, and now that the fruit is ripe let Him gather it in His own way. Do not interrupt the
could the missionary do but explain the simple impossibility, elders in their work. And you, my son, God has planted you here : grow, 6. There is no one who can go ;” they talked together for many work, bear much fruit, and when you are ripe He will gather you too. When hours, but of course it was always with the same result. At I am gone, you can write to the elders and let them know."
A MAORI FAMILY AND HUT AT WAIPAHIHI, LAKE TAUPO.
last Mr. H. Williams sent them
sorrowful than before. But a fortnight later they heard an exclamation, “ The missionary's boat has come,” and running out to see, with reviving hope, were told “ They are calling for you.” Katu continues : “ Mr. Williams said, Friends, do not be angry with me any more; here is your missionary.' His name
the Rev. 0. Hadfield. He had heard us speak to Mr. Williams at Waimate, but he did not understand what we said. When we were gone he said to Mr. Williams, • What did those Maoris say ?' Mr. Williams told him we wanted a missionary, and God put it into his heart to come with us. We said, “We are very much obliged to you, and we were very happy.” It was true: the young missionary just arrived from England, and present at the interview, had been touched by the pleadings of these poor thirsty souls that some one might be sent to show them the way to the Water of Life, that in spite of his ignorance of their language, and being entirely strange to the country, he had urged to be allowed return with them to the South, and Mr. Williams of the Four Eyes, seeing in these coincidences the leadings of God's band, decided to go also, and remain there with him until he was established. Thus the happy Katu returned with two missionaries instead of one, and right joyous was the reception they met with on arriving. The cry arose from many voices, “ Wel