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welcome were given by Messrs. B. Brooks, J. G. Shaw, W. Hadfield, and J. Brooks. After the pastor had responded, the chairman said a larger or more enthusiastic meeting he had never seen in the history of the church.
TEMPERANCE WORK. SHEFFIELD, Cemetery Road.—The first anniversary sermons in connection with the Band of Hope were preached, Aug. 12, by Rev. B. Wood. On Monday evening Rev. B. Wood lectured on “ Why do you drink it; or, the Great Mocker,” Councillor J. C. Clegg presiding. The services were of a successful and encouraging character.
BAPTISMS. DERBY, Osmaston Road.Fourteen, by W. H.
Tetley. DERBY, St. Mary's Gate.-Ten, by T. R. StevenDEWSBURY.-Two, by G. Eales. EAST KIRKBY.-Seven, by G. Robinson. HEADCORN.-Eight, by J. A. Andrews. HITCHIN.-Five, by F. J. Bird. KIRKBY WOODHOUSE.-July 29, thirteen, by S.
Harvey (two Wesleyans). August 12, eight,
by A. Shacklock (one a Wesleyan). LONDON, Bethnal Green Road.-Eleven, by W.
H. Smith. LONDON, Church Street.-Two, by R. P. Cook.
Praed Street.-Eight, by W. J. Avery. LOUGHBOROUGH, Wood Gate.--Iwo, by c. W.
thirty years. He was a good man, kind, gentle, and faithful in his daily life. His genial temper and obliging disposition gave him great favour with all the people with whom
he had to do. His church membership was all that could be desired, attentive, consistent, earnest, and sincere. In the domestic circle he was greatly beloved; in his daily business he was thoroughly trusted and esteemed, and all who knew him admired his fidelity and respected him for his personal worth. His end, though sudden, was peaceful; and amid the sorrowful regrets of many friends his mortal ashes were laid to rest in the Old Cemetery at Derby, on Monday morning, the second of July.
SANBY.--At Southport, on the 23rd July, Mr. Kemp Sanby, late of Linden Mount, Mapperley Road, Nottingham. Mr. S. was for some years a member and a deacon of the church at Woodborough Road, but he will be more generally known and remembered by the older ministers and friends as the leading deacon of the then united churches of Fleet and Long Sutton when under the pastoral care of his father-in-law, the Rev. Thomas Rogers. His sons desire to record, with gratitude to God, his peaceful and painless departure, in his 88th year. Just before entering into rest he repeated, with his usual distinctness and deliberation, the lines
“Other refuge have I none,
Hangs my helpless soul on Thee ;” and lastly
“Cover my defenceless head
With the shadow of Thy wing." He was interred at Southport, beside the remains of his only daughter, Mrs. Elizabeth Hill Halford, whose decease was noticed in these columns, only a few months since.
WHERRY, JANE ELIZABETH, died at Peterborough, June 27th, 1883, after a very prolonged illness, borne with exemplary patience. She was the daughter of the late Mr. Charles Halford, and the grand-draught, on the maternal side, of the late Rev. J. Binns, pastor of the church at Bourne. She was brought up in a Christian home, and was led to consecrate herself to the Lord in early life. She was baptized and received into the fellowship of the church, at Whittlesea, and gave herself to active Christian labour. She was united in marriage to the late Mr. John Wherry, and sympathized with him in his desires and efforts to promote the spiritual good of the neighbourhood in which he resided.
She never seemed to grudge any labour that she could do for Christ, and always gave a hospitable welcome to pastors and Christian friends who visited her home. The prosperity of the cause of Christ was a source of abundant joy to her.
She was sorely tried by domestic bereavement. About ten years ago Mrs. Wherry was received into Queen Street Church, Peterborough. Her desire was still to work for Christ, but He called her to suffer; and for many years, her sufferings were heavy. It was a sore privation to her not to be able to attend “the services of the sanctuary," but she was divinely sustained. She remem. bered, with joy, past privileges, and derived both pleasure and profit from the hymns with which she was familiar, and the word of God which was her delight. To the last she retained her contidence in the Lord Jesus, and her hope of a home above; and in relation to her many sufferings, was heard to say, "He hath done all things well.” She died at the age of 73 years, and was interred in Peterborough Cemetery. Her funeral sermon was preached by her pastor, from Psalm lxxiii. 26.
MARRIAGE. BARKER-SCARR.-Aug. 13th, at Wellington Road Chapel, Todmorden, by Rev. F. Cunliffe, Mr. Alfred Barker, of Hulme, Manchester, to Miss Betsy Scarr, of Todmorden.
OBITUARIES. BURTON, HARRIET, relict of the late Thomas Burton, minister of the Asterby and Donington churches, passed to her eternal rest on the 22nd of July. For the long period of sixty, five years she had been an honourable and consistent member of Northgate Church, Louth. She had never been known to be absent at other places of worship when her own was open. Her influence as wife and mother was very great, and her children and grandchildren bless her memory for the cheerful and holy example she set them, some of whom mainly through her loving words were led to the Saviour. Of her it may truly be said, “ She hath done what she could."
HALL, ALFRED, an old and worthy member of the church at Osmaston Road, Derby, died at his post on the morning of Thursday, June 28th. A native of Loughborough, and connected with a good General Baptist family there, he became a resident in Derby many years ago, entering the service of Mr. Johnson, watchmaker and jeweller, and remaining in that service for a period of over
The Needs of the Mission once more.
In letters received from India and Italy regret and disappointment are expressed that, at the recent Association at Bradford, there appeared no immediate prospect of the mission staff being reinforced. Nor ought this regret and disappointment to be wondered at when we remember the vastness and the necessities of the mission-fields, the fewness of the labourers, together with the earnest_and repeated cries of our brethren for help. To begin with Italy. There we have for this vast, benighted, and priest-ridden country, only one English brother, and that without anyone preparing to strengthen his hands, or carry on his work, in the event of sickness or death. Moreover, even Mr. Shaw is not able, simply for the want of funds, to utilize his strength, or to spend his energies to the best advantage. He is like a workman sent forth without an ample supply of tools, or a soldier without an ample supply of weapons or ammunition. In other words, he is deputed to do our work and the Lord's, while the “sword and trowel” with which error is to be destroyed, and the temple of truth erected, are withheld, or cannot be effectively used. In a private letter to the Secretary, dated the 14th of August, Mr. Shaw observes :
“I note the effort to raise the income of the Society; but unless the facts of the case are in some way persistently pressed on the attention of the churches, our people will soon forget them. I am sad as I think of the slow rate of progress this forbodes for Italy. But we must do something. I cannot be content to be here limiting my efforts to so small a field. It is too expensive for the Mission, and the reverse of economical. I shall have to write fully on this subject ere long. If I had a seaside station I could utilize my time during the summer months better. Moreover, if I had another £100 per annum I could establish such a station, pay rent of locale, and engage another evangelist.”
Then, in turning to Orissa, with its nine millions of people, we find that our entire English staff, apart from ladies, consists of only seven missionaries; and that Mr. Pike, who is in great need of rest and
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change, after ten years of faithful service, is about to return to England on furlough. With his return, moreover, the immense districts of Ganjam, Pooree, and Sambalpur, will be left with only one English brother in each, without anyone else being available to take a place which may be rendered vacant. Even supposing, however, that, in the good providence of God, the lives and health of these brethren should be spared, we consider it a great mistake for a brother to be left alone in a large district, in a country like India. Into countries and among peoples with a climate and civilization similar to their own, our Divine Master sent forth His disciples two and two. And, after many years of experience and observation, we are satisfied that it would be a wise policy for modern missionary societies to pursue a similar course. What it is for a brother to be alone in a large district in India, only those who have tried it are able to realize. Missionaries, it should be borne in mind, are not angels, but men, with human weaknesses and wants, And to live alone, in a country where, for months together, the heat is so intense and oppressive that breathing is well nigh impossible; in a country where cholera, small-pox, fevers, and other deadly diseases prevail; where a man is almost cut off from the comfort and stimulus of civilized life; and where the whole atmosphere seems heavily charged with moral and spiritual poison; to live alone, we say, in a country like this, and to keep up a man's physical, mental, and spiritual vigour, is no easy matter. Under such trying circumstances no wonder that a brother should be depressed, both in body and in mind; and when so depressed, with no one to say, “cheer up,” or, “come on,” that he should feel unequal to encounter the sneers and scoffs of an idolatrous crowd or rabble, and so be tempted to remain at home. On the ground, therefore, of economy and efficiency, we deem it most desireable that men should go forth, not alone, but two and two. Woe to a man, and woe to a mission, when the man that falleth is alone !
But even to maintain our present mission-staff and stations the funds of the Society are unequal. Gladly would the Committee endeavour to augment both forthwith if the churches would only provide the means. Nor is this, as has been shown over and over again, an unreasonable request. One penny per week per member, from each of our churches, would more than supply the sum required to maintain the Mission in its present state. It would enable the Committee to respond to the repeated and urgent calls for help. Whether the additional £500 per annum shall be raised or not depends very much with our ministers. If they will only take the matter up earnestly, prayerfully, and as in the sight of God; if they will occasionally preach and pray about mission work; if they will arrange for the solicitation and collection of weekly, quarterly, or annual subscriptions,—in church, in congregation, and in school, and will see to it that the work is systematically carried on, then we are quite certain that the needed money will be forthcoming; and that the hands of our brethren in India and Italy will be strengthened.
(§xtracts from Šubian £etters.
IN a letter to the Secretary Miss Bundy writes:—
Dear Mr. Hill,—You will think melong in writing to you, but I knew you were well supplied with Cuttack information for some time after our arrival, so thought I would wait until your other correspondents are writing less frequently. So much has been written about our school that very little is left for me to say, but I may add, that it is still prosperous, and I find great pleasure in my work, as I believe the other teachers do in theirs. We began early school three weeks ago, commencing at a quarter-to-seven a.m., and finishing at eleven a.m. That is for English studies, for of course music lessons cannot be given during those short hours, so other times have to be arranged for them. You will be glad to hear that since my arrival I have enjoyed my usual good health, and so far have not felt much inconvenienced by the heat, although we are on the verge of May, and you know better than I do what that means. But then you also know that we do not feel the maximum heat here any more than the maximum cold in England. The one great question, “How
Under date of the 18th of July, writing from Cuttack, Dr. Buckley
It will gratify our friends to know that the Mission English School for native boys is prospering as to numbers beyond our expectations. It has only been established two months, and the number on the roll is already seventy-five, and this number is likely to be increased. An engagement has been made for six months with a Hindoo gentleman, who, it is hoped, will prove a competent headmaster, and as our funds do not at present admit of our paying more than one master, gratuitous, but very valuable assistance continues to be rendered by three native preachers, Shem Sahu, Sada Sebo Praharaj, and Gideon Mahanty.
Mr. Mulholland has forwarded several letters in which reference is
made to work in the bazaar.
Though not written for publication,
friends will be interested with the following extracts. Mr. M. writes:—
You will be pleased to know that I have made a start in Bazaar work. The idea has occurred to me that a printer's band might be formed to do some work in this direction. I consulted my men (some of whom are good singers), and they seemed delighted at the idea. They do the singing, The native brethren
shall we keep ourselves cool?” having been successfully met, in the shape of double doors, and other means with which you are acquainted. Then, too, the cool breeze in the evening is very enjoyable.
Last Sunday week I witnessed, for the first time, a tropical storm. We were in chapel, and Dr. Buckley was preaching. A few flashes of lightning, followed by distant thunder, did not alarm us. But, suddenly, the whole chapel was filled with lightning, accompanied simultaneously with a tremendous crash, as if the whole building were about to fall on our heads. This, for an instant, brought many to their feet. Then came a moment of silence, when the throbbing of our hearts plainly told us that we were in the land of the living, and it was a great relief to find that all were safe. Dr. Buckley, with that calmness and majesty that characterize him, continued his sermon, referring to the wonderful works of God. When the service was over we dispersed with thankful hearts that we had thus been preserved in the moment of danger.
Mr. Young, in addition to his work at the Protestant School, devotes an hour daily to one of the classes. This is a very important help, and inspires much confidence in the management. As I have said before, we are anxious to do all we can ourselves, but we shall need help from home to carry on the school efficiently. The European School continues to prosper, and few country stations in India have such educational advantages as are now happily afforded at Cuttack. We expect to baptize several from our English congregation next month.
(among whom is your old friend Sada Sebo) do the speaking, Bro. Young (my fellow-labourer and fellow-countryman) and myself do what we can, by giving away tracts at the close, to any who really wish them. The native brethren are all the better for a European brake, for they are continually being drawn into should get so use to it that I can view it with indifference. The world stands aghast at Nero fiddling while Rome was burning. Why, sir, a greater, immensely greater, crime is being committed by Christian Britain at this hour—India perishes, helplessly perishes, and the hand is not stretched out to help. But let not the churches think they can be blameless in this matter. The parting command of the risen Saviour is resting on them. It cannot be shaken off. To attempt to do so is to have the candlestick removed, because they refuse to shine out. Bro. Young saw that sight, so often heard of at home, viz., two poor creatures measuring their length to Pooree. How far they had come he knew not—possibly two hundred or three hundred miles, but they had yet a journey of fifty miles to travel in this weary way. They were travel-stained in the extreme; but what must have been the state of their darkened, sin-laden minds. Their weary eyes were lifted time after time to heaven, as if in appeal to the Unknown God. Is it possible that all this journey would be completed without some one, Philip like, preaching to them Jesus. In all this, I am not under-estimating or despising what has been done. But I maintain that, the means at the disposal of the Mission are miserably inadequate. It would be encouraging to know that there was the prospect of this unhealthy state of matters being remedied, but from your last meeting, hope almost gives place to despair. A continually failing exchequer is very discouraging, but help will come. The work is the Lord's and must go on. The General Baptists may fail to do their duty, but help will come from some other quarter. But, such assistance will throw a dark shade over the General Baptists as having failed to act up to the high convictions of their worthy predecessors. Men who believed that they had a Gospel meant for all— and that a grave responsibility rested upon them to give it out.
personal discussion, not edifying to the rest of the congregation. When it is getting too warm, I stop the flow of eloquence and sing a hymn, which brings the people back to the speaking point. I do long to be able to tell them, in their own tongue, the glad story of the Cross. What an interesting congregation one gets in the bazaar. What a study to watch the countenance of each individual. On the face of the Brahmin you see wonder, curiosity, and scorn, blended together. The lower castes are equally interested. All the body, but especially the head, combines to give assent to some of the propositions of the preacher. His “hal hal” tell that he has fully understood the remark. But I must add that he shows his dissent in an equally manifest way. Fifty are speaking at the same time. Last night we had the amusing scene of our native preacher doing his best to make clear the claims of Christ, while right over his shoulder there was a Hindoo jesticulating over the merits of Hinduism. But Christ is preached. The Almighty Word is declared, and as true as yon burning sun rises in the East, so the darkness of idolatry, in every form, must fly away before the cheering healthy rays of the Sun of Righteousness. Oh, for the full blaze of His longed-for beams! One interesting fact I must not forget. Right opposite we saw several women peering out through a sort of lattice. Who can tell but the Word may, in a quiet way, open their hearts as it did that of Lydia. One thing presses itself upon the heart of everyone willing to face the truth—“the land is not yet possessed,”—nay, not much more than the fringe has been touched. Walk or drive through the bazaars, and the sickening conviction presses you at every point that you are in the midst of a people sitting in darkness. I have written to my friends in Scotland, (I might add in tears,) of the awful reality of heathenism. I may be told that I shall get used to it. God forbid that I
THE following letter was addressed by the Rev. W. B. Ottley, M.A., the late chaplain of Berhampore, to Mr. Bailey. Though not intended for publication, we see nothing in it that need be withheld, and, as it expresses the opinions of one outside the mission circle, we think it will
be interesting to our readers.
The writer, we have known for many
years, ever since he came as chaplain (the first appointed) to Berhampore,
in the year 1856.
His attachment to his church and his dislike to