But no Missionary need suffer from ennui here. "No moment lingers unemployed." The day school will occupy his forenoons, and often his afternoons, while every evening brings its appointed work; and the pastoral care of a large Society, with the secular affairs of the Institution, employ the hours which otherwise might be pleasantly devoted to study. If such be the case during the week, you may be sure that on the Sabbath your Missionary finds "no melancholy void."

Our watch night service was unusually well attended, and a gracious influence rested upon the crowded assembly. At its close, the people appeared loth to disperse, and, before they retired to their homes, sang several hymns of praise in the bright moonlight of this southern clime. As I stood in their midst, I thought of the changes which this valley has witnessed. Not long ago, wild beasts and degraded Hottentots contended with each other for its possession; and where wild beasts and Hottentots alike fled from the face of the white man, the poor slave, whose thews and sinews constituted the Christian's wealth, was not permitted to worship the Christian's God. And now, hundreds of voices were blended together in solemn melody, and the sound was borne far and wide on the midnight air; and the voices were of those " which in time past were not a people, but are now the people of God; which had not obtained mercy, but now have obtained mercy."

Our new Governor, Sir George Grey, passed through this place on his way to the frontier, I assembled about one hundred and eighty children of the dayschool, and conducted them a short distance from the village to meet His Excellency. On seeing us awaiting their approach, Sir George and Lady Grey alighted from their carriage, and addressed the children in the kindest manner. His Excellency told them of the Wesleyan schools he had seen in New-Zealand, and expressed his intention to visit this Institution on his return from Kaffirland. A few days afterwards I received a cheque for £5, sent for the

purpose of providing the children who had gone out to meet him with a treat.

The Missionary Anniversary services were held in the month of January, having been postponed to allow of the return of the labourers from the distant harvest-fields, to which they annually resort. It is a source of gratification that, when thus employed, they maintain their character for industry and sobriety, and on that account are much sought after by the farmers. The sum raised for the General Fund was considerably in advance of former years.

I have just returned from a visit to Newman-Villa, at present an out-station in connexion with Somerset West, but which I hope will shortly become the head of a Circuit. After a journey of fifteen hours, my poor horses were ready to drop with fatigue, aggravated by exposure, during the livelong day, to a burning summer sun, when I reached the summit of the heights which overlook the valley of the Voorste Bosjesveld, in the centre of which the residence of our kind friend, Mr. Lindsay, is situated. Here I met with a hearty welcome, and on the Sabbath morning, the toils of the preceding day were forgotten in the pleasure of ministering the word of life to a large number of attentive and thankful hearers. The large room used for religious worship was so crowded, that the children were all necessarily excluded. I baptized two adults, and after the service met the two classes. I was much affected by the simple statements of the members; for their language, free from every thing trite or common-place, was evidently that of the heart. There were present at the afternoon school about forty children and adults; who, on being catechized respecting various Scripture characters, answered with remarkable readiness and accuracy. Our place of worship was again crowded to excess in the evening; and, at the conclusion of the service, I administered the Lord's supper to all the members of our infant church. This closed the labours of one of the happiest Sabbaths I have ever enjoyed.

SPEAKING of the apathy of Christian churches in the work of evangelizing the world, he said :

What, then, is a Mission, as I have already asked? It is an aggressive expedition into an enemy's territory; and here I may ask, Are not the children of this world wiser in their generation than the children of light? This country is at this moment at war with a mighty empire. Suppose you were to send forth your forces to occupy some small point of the territory of the enemy, is the work done when that portion of the territory is occupied at the outskirts? No; we hear that it is but begun. If you were to stand still there, what would be the use of going to war at all? Or, are you now to put forward a little, and then from want of timely or sufficient supplies to be driven back to the narrow point you previously occupied; and to proceed year after year in this manner, fluctuating backwards and forwards? You would never thus succeed in striking terror into the enemy, or in gaining the object originally proposed. Or are you, from negligence or cowardice, to recede from the position already gained? Then you may be covered with irretrievable confusion and disgrace. The world knows this, and is wiser in its generation. It knows that if we are in earnest in maintaining such a warfare, we must act with increasing energy, and push forwards from one stronghold to another into the very heart of the enemy's territory; and, feeling that the cause of righteousness, as well as the national glory and honour, are at stake, it is resolved that it shall be upheld, cost what it may. The money of the nation

is counted but as the small dust of the balance, and its blood, as well as its treasures, is made to flow forth like water. Those who profess to be the followers and friends of the blessed Jesus too often, however, act a part the converse of the world's, in seeking to advance its design and promote its policy. Friends and brethren, we must charge almost all the churches of Christendom with guilt under this head and we must this day ask our own Church, What have you been doing for your Missionaries into the realms of Heathendom? You have sent forth a small force.

Hitherto, they have been sent forth, not as a mighty army-God knows

that they have been, on the contrary, a mere handful-a forlorn hope-to contend with potent foes, or hurled against the towers and ramparts of Heathenism. And when they looked and appealed for support, none, none that is adequate, has been forthcoming. They, however, with dauntless and unconquerable spirit, continue to toil and war at their posts until struck down by exhaustion or overbearing force. How long is this sad state of things to last? How long will the patient, long-suffering God bear with the churches that are shamefully acting so? From the very nature of the case an aggressive war is an increasingly expensive war, and must continue to be so until the end be at least approximately gained. Have you not found it so in the contest in which the nation is now engaged? When the first point is gained, you must advance to another and another, and the necessity for more men and more means is proportionally augmenting. It must indeed entail an enlarging expenditure until sufficient territory has been conquered to supply internally the means and the resources of support. And so is it precisely with Missions to the Heathen.

In short, you pray to God for success upon the labours of your Missionaries, and when that success is granted, you heedlessly or wantonly fling it to the winds. You, in effect, tell your Missionaries,-"You have faithfully toiled and laboured, and spent your strength in bringing souls to God, and in training them for the office of evangelists; but we are resolved that your labour shall be in vain, and your strength shall have been spent for nought." Is it not enough to raise the feeling of moral indignation in one's soul when he is dealt with in this manner? I pray you to excuse my plainness of speech. I cannot help it. He must be a traitor to his God and to the souls of the perishing, who, through cowardice or other similar motive, could be silent in such a case as this. I again ask you, then, How long is this state of things to continue? The Missions abroad have, through God's blessing, wonderfully prospered. Converts have been and are still raised on every hand; and when we find them prepared to go forth on the right hand and on the left, as some have already done, are we, instead of being cheered and urged to pro

eeed, to be again chilled by the warning that we must not employ them,-that we must stand still,-and by making no further progress into the realms of darkness, must exhibit ourselves a spectacle of derision to hellish foes, and of pity and lamentation to the hosts of light? What, then, are we to be next told, that you are tired with success, since it costs more money, and money is not in the treasury of the church? To me, who have had sore travelling and wandering through many lands, it has been a matter utterly overwhelming to the spirit when I often saw such redundancy of means in the possession of professing Christians, and when I have been told in reply to earnest pleadings in behalf of a perishing world," O, we have nothing to spare. How depressing has it been to hear this said, and then to look at the stately mansions, the gorgeous lawns, the splendid equipages, the extravagant furniture, and the costly entertainments, besides the thousands which are spent upon nameless idle and useless luxuries. It was as much as to say to God, the great Proprietor, who has given it all, "Lord, pray excuse me, as I wish to spend all this upon myself, and if I have a little driblet remaining over, after I have satisfied myself, I will consent to give that driblet back to thee." The exclamation has been on my lip, in the hearing of such men,-" Why, you are treating the cause of Christ much as the rich man in the parable treated Lazarus. You are driving that cause to the outside of the gate, and while self is made to fare sumptuously in the palace within, clothed in purple and fine linen, you leave the cause of Christ to starve outside yonder, or to feed on the crumbs that fall from your table, while covered with sores of many a foul indignity. Why not reverse the picture in the parable? Why not bring the cause of Christ inside the palace, and array it in royal attire; while wretched self is cast out to famish at the door?"

And now, this my home work being for the present finished, while exigencies of a peculiar kind appear to call me back again to the Indian field, I cheerfully obey the summons; and despite its manifold ties and attractions, I now feel as if in fulness of heart I can say, Farewell to Scotland-to Scotland! honoured by ancient memories and associations of undying glory and renown! Scotand, on whose soil were fought some of the mightiest battles for civil and religious liberty!—Scotland, thou country

ed Reformers !-Scotland, thou chosen abode and last resting-place of the ashes of most heroic and daring martyrs !Yet farewell, Scotland! Farewell to all that is in thee! Farewell, from peculiarity of natural temperament I am prepared to say, farewell, ye mountains and hills, with your exhilarating breezes, where the soul has at times risen to the elevation of the Rock of Ages, and looked to the hill whence alone aid can come! Farewell, ye rivers and murmuring brooks, along whose shady banks it has been often my lot to roam, enjoying in your solitude the sweetest society! Farewell, ye rocky and rugged strands, where I have so often stood and gazed at the foaming billows, as they dashed and surged everlastingly at your feet! Farewell, ye churches and halls throughout this land, where it has been so often my privilege to plead the cause of a perishing world; and when, in so doing, I have had such precious glimpses of the King in his beauty, wielding the sceptre of grace over awakened, quickened, and ransomed souls! Farewell, ye shades of the righteous, whether manses or ordinary dwellings, in which this weary, pilgrimed body, has often found sweet rest and shelter, and this wearied spirit the most genial Christian fellowship! Farewell, too, ye homes of earliest youth, linked to my soul by associations of endearment, which time can never efface! Ay, and farewell, ye graves of my fathers, never likely to receive my mortal remains! And welcome India ! Welcome India, with thy benighted, perishing millions; because, in the vision of faith, I see the renovating process that is to elevate them from the lowest depths of debasement and shame to the noblest heights of celestial glory! Welcome, you majestic hills, the loftiest on this our globe; for though cold be your summits, and clothed with the drapery of eternal winter, in the vision of faith I can go beyond, and behold the mountain of the Lord's house established on the top of the mountains, with the innumerable multitudes of India's adoring worshippers joyously thronging towards it! Welcome, too, ye mighty, stupendous fabrics of a dark lowering idolatry, because, in the vision of faith, I can see, in your certain downfall, and in the beauteous temples of Christianity reared over your ruins, one of the mightiest monuments to the triumph and glory of our adored Immanuel! Welcome, too, thou majestic Ganges, in whose waters, through every age, such