should leave one for the gospel's sake, was fulfilled in the hospitality extended to every member of the missionary body, however humble; and when such a one went on his way, the ship which carried him was watched by hundreds of eager eyes, and remembered in hundreds of praying families. The more prominent of these missionaries, those gifted with special powers of eloquence, or who had enjoyed long experience abroad, were received with proportionate attention, and their presence would form the topic of conversation, and be turned to the increase of the missionary enthusiasm.

The enthusiasm extended, naturally enough, to the humblest and youngest. The Sunday-schools had their missionary societies; and in such day-schools for young children as were under Orthodox direction an interest in the cause was promoted. David, once enumerating in a paper the causes of his missionary purpose, named first the influence of Mrs. Lothrop, his school-teacher; and it is certain that pains were taken by the more devout Christians to give such a tendency to the thoughts of their children or pupils. These learned to associate the missionary with all that was especially heroic. They were not taught to regard him as a man who had made a sacrifice of all that was pleasant in life, and had done violence to his nature; they knew him. as the highest type of an excellence which they were daily bidden to strive after, and understood that the most cherished desires of their parents, the most earnest prayers, would be fulfilled if they were to attain the same position. I have happened to read the personal experience of many young missionaries contemporary with my brother, and in almost every case there

is reference to the wishes of Christian parents as strong motives for their subsequent choice. My brother gave as a second motive in his case, "My mother's wishes."

Our father's house was always open to the missionary, and none sailed from the city whose acquaintance he did not take pains to make. Most of them were visitors at the house. Certainly no one gave them a warmer welcome or a more earnest farewell. Among the most noticeable of these men was Dr. John Scudder, missionary in India, whose personal presence, more than that of any other man, I suppose, kindled the enthusiasm of the friends of missions in Boston. His name, from the first, attracted our father's interest, although the identity of the two families ceased here, since they were removed from a common origin by six generations or more. The strong bond of a common object, however, stood in the place of blood-relationship, and ever after a close attachment existed between the two families, which had frequent opportunities of expression, since Dr. Scudder was accompanied and followed to India, from time to time, by a large family of sons, the youngest of whom, years afterwards, sailed for India in the same ship with David.

Dr. Scudder was known, and is now remembered in large part, by the power which he displayed in interesting and impressing children. Whether he was the first to give special attention to this matter, I do not know; but he succeeded in leaving a vivid impression upon the minds of the children of Orthodox families. Possibly this vividness owed much to the striking person of the man. A childish recollection presents him to me as tall and commanding, with very white and erect hair, generally adorned, while he was making an ad

dress, with gold-bowed spectacles that had been pushed up from the nose; a penetrating eye that fixed attention, and a voice that could terrify as well as please. Indeed, there was considerable spice in his addresses of suttees and self-torture. Yet, despite or perhaps through this element of terror, he wrought to great effect. The fervor of his manner, which was impressively solemn at times, and the excitability of his temperament, made children listen to him, and come away with a sense of accountability to him in the matter of personal devotion to the work of missions; for it was a frequent word of the Doctor's that he should expect to meet this child and that in India, yes, at the very landing-place in Madras; and many a one, in the simplicity of a child's reasoning, felt it incumbent upon him not to disappoint his confident friend. My brother was very susceptible to personal influence of this sort; and when Dr. Scudder, then staying at our father's house, laid his hands upon his head, and—far as his authority went — set him apart for missionary work in India, he gave implicit assent, and exhibited thereafter a child's unquestioning enthusiasm for his venerable friend and for the cause which he represented. His teacher relates that she found it easy, in those days, to check his rebellious spirit by appealing to his honor as her little missionary. And in the paper to which I have referred, he gives the third and last cause of his decision, "Dr. John Scudder's personal interest and influence over me.'

If Dr. Scudder had not put in the first claim for my brother's services, perhaps he might, in after-years, have chosen the Nestorian people for his labors, so strongly was he affected by the visit to this country of

the Nestorian Bishop, Mar Yohannan, who came in company with Dr. Justin Perkins, and stayed awhile at our father's house. The swarthy Oriental, with his flowing robes, entering our New-England home, was like a story from the " Arabian Nights." Half in terror, but fascinated by his presence, the children of the family watched the guest and followed him in his walks. David was engrossed with this wonderful sight, and for years always kept in his room a print of the Bishop, with turban and robes and sweeping beard attending a most lordly mien, and treasured up little relics that once had belonged to him. His early interests always kept their place. It was not long before his death, that, wishing to institute some closer connection between the native Christians of his mission and those in other parts of the world, he induced one of them to write a letter to Mar Yohannan, which was answered, though my brother never saw the reply.

It is easier to state the special influences which affect early boyhood than to lay hold of and measure those of a by-character, which may yet be quite powerful. If one would see what manner of man this child would be, he must observe him not only under the schoolmistress' eye, paying his tribute to Dr. Scudder's power, and guarded by the ordinances and habits which ruled in the church and household-life of a conscientious Orthodox family, he must see him also in his streetlife and in his experience at a public school. But just this side is the most difficult to present by incidents. One would have seen him, in those days, a whitehaired, excitable boy, brimming with life, never knowing a listless moment, hurrying from school to play, trapping pigeons in the freight dépôts, acting out all

his boyish notions of Indian warfare, and going through the whole zodiac of a boy's sports with untiring zeal; forming warm attachments to a curiously chosen band of school-boys and neighbors; yet, by a gentleness easily discoverable under a sturdy exterior, shrinking from vulgarity, and obeying fearlessly an educated instinct of pure-toned morality. He was a troublesome boy, heady and determined; but somehow quite as obstinate in doing disagreeable things which he felt to be right, as in following the bent of his will when it opposed itself to authority. He was a little torment to his brothers from pure love of fun, and stood in the way of their peace provokingly; but mean and dishonorable he never was. With a natural shrinking from inflicting pain, and an almost timid nature, he never came to blows with his comrades, and never made any enemies; yet he was constantly getting into half-serious quarrels, and making up in some irresistible fashion, which kept him always a favorite and always a vexation.

His earliest associations were of the city, with a few summer hints of country pleasures, for which he showed a most eager relish. To the Cape, also, our family went every year, visiting the old homestead. At first, before the railway was built, the journey was the great charm, when we were packed into a carriage and drove at our own leisure, making two or three days on the road. Cotuit Port, Hyannis Port, on the opposite side of the Cape to Barnstable, and Chatham, nearer the horn, were the visiting-places; and half of the pleasure was in the hearty zest with which our father returned to his boyish scenes, was welcomed by his old friends, he seemed to know every soul on the road, and pointed out to us his old work and play-grounds ;