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In my last Paper I fully described to you on its banks as offerings, are little children, a sacred river, called the Ganges, which the most precious offering, one would think, flows through the north of India, and whose any mother could present.
These are waters are considered by the people to be sometimes left to perish on the bank to be of such virtue as to wash away their sins. devoured by the hungry jackal, or the Iato this river the poor superstitious Hin- savage tiger ; or they are thrown into the doos frequently throw the most precious water as a prey to the fearful crocodile ; and costly things in the hope of thus gain- or placed on little boats or rafts, and floating the favour of the goddess Gunga, who ed down the stream to meet with whatever is supposed to preside over the stream, and form of death may chance to be prepared. receive with peculiar pleasure whatever I am going to tell you about such an offermay be thus presented. Amongst other ing as this last. It is a sad and painful things thus cast into the water, or presented story, and has made many a heart to shud
der. One day a young and beautiful, entangled in some brushwood that hung Hindoo woman, for many of the Hindoo over the stream, and on which the babe females are extremely beautiful, was seen immediately laid hold, and would have passing by a cottage, and hastening towards fairly lifted itself from the raft, so firm was the banks of the Ganges. She carried in its grasp, and so strong its struggles to her arms a little babe, apparently about escape, had it been left alone. When the three months old, which she was loading mother saw this, and knew that if now it with her kisses, and bedewing with her managed to get from the power of the god
On reaching the river's bank, she dess, a curse and not a blessing would fall laid her little one upon the grass, and be- upon her soul, she rushed down to the place gan to cut down some of the long reeds where it was struggling, and clambering that grow in the shallow waters, and mat- out to the end of the branch, she seized it ting them together, forned a little raft on by its hands, wrung its neck, and cast it out which to place her child. She then col- into the stream. Its dying cry rose as she lected a number of the beautiful flowers of did it, but the waters closed upon it, and it the water lily growing there, and forming sunk to be seen no more.
And why, you them into a sort of garland, she dressed up ask, did the mother do so sad a thing ? her raft with them, and then taking her Because she felt the burden of her guilt so babe from off the grass, she placed it, after great upon her spirit that she could give many kisses, in the centre of the flowers, up all she had for its removal ; and then and pushed it from the shore. It was a because she did not know that God had beautiful and a precious offering, and the given up his Son for her. If she had only mother thought it so as she watched it known that great truth she would not have floating down. The little creature cried cast her infant to the Ganges. Oh! then, bitterly to be thus sent adrift, and held out let us send her wora, Woman, you need its hands imploringly to be saved from a not cast your children to the river, for God watery grave; but the mother had devoted gave up his Son to save you ; and now his it to Gunga, and she could not take it precious blood cleanseth us from every sin.” back. The raft, however, had not been That sweet news, known and believed by pushed far enough into the stream to catch all the Hindoo women, would save both the full force of the current, and so floated them from hell, and all their children from slowly along its bank, till at last it became the Ganges.
STORIES ABOUT MISSIONS. When I was a little boy, there was an | then ; the old man has long been lying in old gentleman, called Mr Olroyd, who used the grave, and yet the evenings he spent to visit ať my father's house for a few weeks in our nursery, and the deeply interesting every year. The kindness of the old man's tales he told us, are still almost as fresh in heart-his gentle good tempered face—his my recollection as they were at the time delightful stories, and his many plans to referred to. To me they still afford great please and profit us, gave his visits a con- pleasure, and I have thought if perhaps I stant charm, and we looked forward to tried to put down some of the things he them for many months before as to bright said, and describe some of the scenes that and sunny spots, when the house would he described, I might give to you a little again be filled with joy, and every heart of the sam: dilight I feel myself. I may made glad. Many years have passed since' not be able to ten you his stories exactly
as he told them, nor perhaps all the very | Olroyd ! how often I think of him, with tales themselves, but I shall tell you many his fine grey locks, and his happy counteof his interesting narratives ; and if I have nance ! And now he is 110 more below, occasion to put in things that he left out, but above, in heaven, where to angels and I will then suppose what he might have admiring saints he is often perhaps relating said had he lived a few years longer, and the goodness of his God to him on earth. known all about the places that we know For, as Dr Watts says,
“ There on a green and flowery mount, I am sure you would have loved old Mr
With angels we shall sit, Olroyd had you seen and known him. He
And with transporting joys recount
The wonders of our feet." was far past the middle of his life, but full of kindness of feeling, and gentleness of His little audience in our nursery geneheart. In his younger days he had been a rally consisted of my excellent and godly soldier, and fought several battles on the mother, who every here and there put in Continent, where he experienced the kind her pretty explanations, or asked a quesand protecting care of God. He had had tion, if she thought we did not understand a pious mother, but when he grew up to it. Our good old nurse-maid, who for years he lived a wicked life.
One day many years had been a faithful servant in he had a remarkable dream, connect the family, and my brothers, and sisters, ed with a wonderful escape, and which and self, with occasionally a favourite little combined, led him afterwards to solemn companion of mine, the son of the neighithoughts. He was at the time detending bouring minister. Louisa was the name of a fort, along with his party, and had fallen the oldest, then came Justina, who has asleep from fatigue and long watching upon since gone up to glory, to join old Olroyd one of the cannons. The enemy mean- there ; then Frederic, a noble and aspiring time approached the place, and commenced lad of some seven or eight years old; their attack. At this moment he was Henry, who often said he would be a Misdreaming, and he thought he saw his mo- sionary himself, and go and see the places ther, who spoke to him about his sin, and that were talked of; Edward, a fine little warned hiin of his danger. The agitation fellow, with a flaxen head of hair, and which the dream occasioned made him roll bright blue eyes, and all sprightliness and off the cannon down into the ditch be- fire ; and Charles, who, by his sage and oldlow, and woke him up. He had scarcely fashioned sayings, was often called the opened his eyes when he saw a shell from Wiseacre. My little friend was born in the enemy fall and burst upon the very Greenland. His name was Rudolph. His spot where he had just been sleeping, and father had been a Missionary, and his young which must have destroyed his life had he heart seemed even then to be set upon that not thus providentially escaped. The ef- work. Ile however, now no more. He fect of this wondrous mercy was never for- was too bright a flower long to grow on gotten. He soon after became a religious earth, and so God transplanted him to character, and when the war was finished, heaven, to bioom in sweeter fragrance and devoted himself to the ministry of Christ. greater beauty there. His early adventures and merciful escapes Such was our little party, and you inust *he often told us, and sometimes the tears fancy us all seated round the table in the rolled down his check, and rolled down nursery, which was covered with a map ours too, while he related to us the kind and some of the productions or deities of dealings of his God. Poor dear old Mr the country which was that evening to be
STORIES ABOUT MISSIONS.
4 described. There is my mother at her down his spectacles, and is going to tell to work, with little Charles on a footstool at us a story. her feet, and Mary the nurse busy sewing
N. Y. N. too; and here is old Mr Olroyd, who has put i
(To be continued.)
THE BEGGARS OF CAWNPORE. You have all of you, no doubt, heard of come so fixed that they cannot draw it Henry Martyn, the celebrated Missionary back, and others still, having formed for to the East, and holy and devoted servant themselves a cart covered with spikes, will of Christ. If you have not, your teachers lie on their points for years, and be dragged or parents can tell you how he left his on it from town to town, till they have made father's home and all he held dear in Eng- the journeys thought most meritorious. A land, and went to India to preach the Gospel; few of these poor creatures may suppose how he translated the Scriptures, and then such cruel usage of themselves will gain after a life of great labour and self-denial, the favour of the gods ; but many go through died in Persia as he was returning home, all these things only to get money from with none but strangers near to soothe their foolish superstitious countrymen. him in his departing hours. All this, and There are from 500 to 600 such Fakeerg more, they will, perhaps, be able to tell generally in Cawnpore all the year round, you of this holy man, and I leave his his- and while Henry Martyn was there, he did tory to them, while I go on to give you an much by which to save their souls and imaccount of his labours amongst the Beggars prove their condition. Great numbers of of Cawnpore.
them used to come about his house begging Cawnpore is a large city, two and a half alms, and, accordingly, to save himself from days' journey from Allahabad, and lying so many interruptions, and also to get the on the border of the sandy plains of the opportunity of preaching to them, he orGanges. Owing to its situation in that dered them to come together at a certain part of India to which so many pilgrimages time, and he would help them. About 500 are made, it is the resort of many so-called assembled on the first Sabbath evening. religionists. Among these are vast num- They were a wretched looking congregation. bers of a class of beggars, who, under pre- Some of them were dressed in the most fantence of paying vows and performing cruel tastic manner, and others almost naked, or penances, extort money from the people. covered with the dirtiest rags. Some were These persons are called Fakeers, and are plastered from head to foot with mud and to be found all over India. They are a cow dung ; others had long matted uncombed regular body, and have a king or supreme hair hanging down to their heels or dragin every district in which they live. Some ging on the ground, and others with their of the ways they adopt for raising money, heads quite bald. Some had their faces by exciting the pity or wonder of the peo- painted, and their lips stained black or made ple, are almost beyond belief.
bright red. One little man was there who It is said that some of them will stand had come in a little cart, drawn by a bulin one position for days, weeks, months, lock ; his body and limbs were so shrivelled, and even years, till their beards and nails and his head so large, that with his black have grown to an enormous length, and the skin he had all the appearance of a gigantic very birds begin to nestle on their heads. frog. Another had his arm fixed above his Others hold out their arm till it has be-/ head, the nail of the thumb piercing through
the palm of his hand. One tall thin man When we rise up, or sit down, or go out, had all his ribs and the bones of his face he is always with us. He created every traced with white chalk, and which, from thing in heaven and earth—sun, moon, and the blackness of his skin between, gave him stars. Therefore how should the sun be the appearance of a walking skeleton. Such God, or the moon be God ? He created a collection of wretched beings was, perhaps, every thing on earth, therefore Ganges never gathered together by any other Mis- also; therefore how should Ganges be sionary as this of the beggars of Cawnpore. God? Neither are they like God. If a
When Henry Martyn came out to speak shoemaker make a pair of shoes, are the to them he was much affected, and secretly shoes like him ? If a man make an image, lifted up his heart to God that he might the image is not like the man its maker. be enabled to say something that might If God made the heaven and earth for do them good, and that the Holy Ghost you, will he not also feed you? Know also, would bless it to their souls. Before that he who made heaven and earth can preaching to them he went round, gave to destroy them; and will do it ;-therefore each a small piece of money, and said a fear God, who is so great, and love God few words of kindness to gain their good- who is so good.” will ; for kind words, you know, will find The people paid great attention, and their way even to a heathen's heart. The shouted to show their approbation at the people covered a large grass plot near his end of every sentence. The nexử Sunday house, and he stood upon a little raised evening he met them again, and preached platform, built up of stones, and covered to them about God's love to them in giving with cement, which he had had erected for Christ ; but his sermon is too long to be the
purpose. His sermon was very simple, printed here. His labours, we hope, were and here it is in his own words, as he has blessed, but he never saw the fruit; and begiven it.
yond the encrease in the numbers that I told them,” he says, “ that I gave came, and the interest shewn by them with pleasure the alms I could afford, but when there, he could speak of no success. I wished to give them something better, And yet who can tell what good was done ? viz. eternal riches, or the knowledge of Perhaps some poor Fakeer was thus led to God, which was to be had from God's Jesus, about whom Martyn never heard, word ; and then producing an Hindostanee but may meet before the throne in heatranslation of Genesis, read the first verse,
many tezts in the and explained it word by word. • In the Bible which make us believe his labours beginning,' when there was nothing, no were not lost. Here are two of them. heaven, no earth, but only God, God “ Cast thy bread upon the waters, and it created all things, without help, for his shall return unto thee after many days," own pleasure. But who is God? One so Eccl. xi. 1. My word shall not return great, so good, so wise, so mighty, that unto me void, but it shall accomplish that none can know him as he ought to know ; , which I please, and (prosper in the thing and yet we must know that he knows us.' whereto I sent it,” Isa. lv. 11.
THE NEW MISSIONARY SHIP.' You will be glad to know that the Chil-, an account of their happy and prosperous dren's ship has arrived safely at the Cape voyage there. All the Missionaries and of Good Hope, and that letters have been their friends were weil, and the vessel had recsived from a gentleman on board, giving proved an excellent sailer.