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had a very dirty cloth of plaided cotton, disposed in the most slovenly manner about his person.

"Does Jesus Christ live here?" he inquired, scarcely pausing for breath, though slackening his pace a little as he made his way, uninvited, up the steps of the verandah, and crouched at the lady's feet.

"What do you want of Jesus Christ?" inquired the lady.

"I want to see Him! I want to confess to Him!" "Why, what have you been doing that you want to confess?"

"Does He live here?" he again asked with great emphasis, "I want to know that! Doing? Why, I tell lies, I steal, I do everything bad; I am afraid of going to hell, and I must see Jesus Christ, for I heard one of the Loogyees say that He can save from hell. Does He live here? Oh, tell me where I can find Jesus Christ?"

"But He does not save people from hell if they continue to do wickedly."

"I want to stop doing wickedly, but I can't stop; I don't know how to stop the evil thoughts are in me, and the bad deeds come of evil thoughts. What can I do?"

"Nothing, but come to Christ, poor boy, like all the rest of us," the lady softly murmured; but she spoke this last in English, so the boy only raised his head with a vacant " B'ha-lai?"

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out the missionary, and when she found him, tears streamed down her aged face as she said, “I am in a dark, wild land; but I don't want to live so. I want light! I want to trust in Jesus and be His disciple."

On another part of the mountains of Western Burmah lived the Bghais tribe, which had never heard the gospel. A boatman, named Shapau, who understood their language, who had himself found the Lord Jesus Christ, was asked if he would go and teach them? "Would he go amongst these uncivilized tribes for four rupees a month?"

The man was earning a good deal at his daily employment, but when this question was put to him he looked very thoughtful, and left for prayer. After a while he came back and said, “I cannot go for four rupees, but I can go for the love of Christ!"

NATHAN THATAKI, A FIJIAN, said: "When I first heard the gospel, I repented, and was very much ashamed. I became acquainted with my sins. Then I looked to everything on earth, but found no Saviour; then I looked to Jesus, and knew that in Him I had salvation."

The case of AN AMACI KAFFIR, named Mbali, has but recently been reported by Mr. Elbert S. Clarke. It is a touching and joyful narrative, telling its own sweet tale.

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In much trouble Mbali came to see Mr. Clarke, to tell him that his soul was empty, and that there was nothing in heathenism that could fill it. The killing of cattle gave him no peace; hence his thirst after God, and desire to be instructed in His word. He was a manly fellow, bearing marks of having been severely wounded in the last war; but during his visit to the missionary, he was quite broken down by the working of God's Spirit in his soul.

After a lengthy conversation, much broken by sobs, he earnestly breathed this prayer: "O God, help me to break the ox-hide thongs of Satan!"

When told that he could not be saved by oxen,the wealth of the Kaffirs,-by wisdom, or by his own good actions, but only by a surrender of himself to Christ, he thought-and then after some time lifted up his head and said, “I have done it; I have given myself all to God."

Mr. Clarke reminded him that as he had done this, he would have to lay aside all that was heathen his ornaments and head-dress, beer drinking, dancing, etc. Would that all professing Christians gave as clear and prompt a proof of their attachment to Christ as this man now did, who had only heard of Him a few times!

One by one he tore off his many bracelets, rings, and charms, throwing them on the ground with evident disgust; no prisoner ever threw off fetters from his hands more willingly.