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present followed him out of the room, feeling desirous to obtain some information from him respecting his family. He asked, “Have you a father living ?” Mr. V— replied,

replied, “I have.”

“I ” “Is your mother also alive?” He answered, “Yes.” “Have you any brothers and sisters ?” The answer was, “ There are ten of us in the family.” The next question was a very natural one: “Did they give you up willingly?” Mr. V—

Mr. V— replied, “He trusted that he could say they did;” adding, “On the morning that I left home, we all met around the domestic altar. My father in prayer commended me to the guidance, and keeping, and blessing of our covenant God; and when we rose from our knees, I believe that one sentiment pervaded every breast. I believe that one and all could say: We love you, our son, our brother, most tenderly; but we all love Jesus Christ far more, and are thankful that one of our number is called to the high privilege of making known his unsearchable riches to the heathen.”

When the Rev. Mr. W— of the same Society, was travelling in Scotland with a friend, about six months before he offered himself to missionary employment, he told his friend that he was fully determined to go forth as a missionary, but he could not make up

his mind to tell his aged father of what he was going to do, as he knew it would cost him so much to part with him. He added, “I have told my

sister, and she met me with this reply: “My dear brother, I have often prayed the Lord of the harvest to raise up laborers, and to send them forth into his harvest, but I have never prayed, and I never can pray, that he may send you.'”

A short time before his engaging in this work, on meeting the same friend in London, he put into his hand a letter which he had just then received from his father, in answer to the one in which he made known to him for the first time his intention of going forth as a mis

He gave

sionary to India. In the first part of the letter there were very strong expressions of affection on the part of his father for his son; and then he went on to say, in these simple but touching terms: “If the Lord has need of you among the heathen, I dare not oppose your going forth among them; for I know what He has done for me. His adorable Son, not merely to live for me, but to die as an atonement for my sin;" and thus, from a sense of his obligations to his redeeming Lord, he bade his son go forth with a father's blessing on his head, declaring that, as long as he lived, he would not fail to supplicate the God of all grace to be with his child, and to prosper

the work of his hands. A day or two before he sailed, in a letter, dated Deal, we find this description of his departure from his father's house : “Painful — most painful it was to tear myself away from my much

loved and very precious home; I could not bear the pain of leavetaking; so, rising early, I secretly withdrew”. (we have learned that, through a half-open door, at the early dawn, the son gazed upon the father as he slept-) “undiscovered, save by one faithful servant, whose affectionate watchfulness I could not elude. She had been in my Sunday school, in happy days gone by, and God had blessed

my counsels to her; and she, poor girl, hung upon me like a sister, and would not be pacified without sobbing out her tearful farewell. As to myself, my nerves, which have sometimes been braced up as it were to immovable firmness, utterly gave way, and I wept as I never wept before; but I have not lost my best friend —our Master, faithful and true, who suffers me to draw nigh him, apportions my strength to

my day, and will not leave me nor forsake me, as I trust, until he has made me more than a conqueror, through Himself who loveth me."

I have a letter before me of very late date—it speaks of this devoted missionary. It is written by an intimate friend; it announces



his death: “My beloved friend W— has been taken to his rest. He had relieved dear Wat G- who was obliged to return to England in search of health, and a few months afterwards he was attacked with jungle fever. At the expiration of ten days of most severe suffering, he was released from his earthly tabernacle. The enemy during this period strove hard to shake his faith, and for one day was permitted to be successful. His dear afflicted wife did all she could to comfort him by reading such passages of Scripture as particularly bore upon

his state of mind, and by much prayer, through the mercy of God, he was permitted for some hours previous to his departure to enjoy the sweetest peace of mind. His medical friend, at the request of dear W— just before he expired, penned his dying sentiments, which were, that he died in the firm faith and hope of everlasting life solely through the merits of his Redeemer.”



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