MISSIONS IN GUIANA. times round his neck as tightly as possible-you know that is the way that it destroys its prey. The poor missionary felt that he was very near death then, but all at once, with a cry to God to help him, he tore the creature from his body, and flung it away out of the hut, then he shut the door, and was safe! You may imagine how fervently he thanked God for his deliverance, which was indeed a wonderful one. Mr Daehne was several times in great distress for want of food, and with so many dangers and sufferings, perhaps you may wonder why he remained there, for what good could he do by living alone like Robinson Crusoe? I will tell you why he staid; he hoped that the Indians would come back again if he waited a little, and he prayed constantly that God would incline their hearts to listen to his message. One day he was sitting quietly in his cottage, when he heard loud cries and yells; he looked out, and there on the river he saw a great number of canoes full of Carabeese Indians. They quickly landed and surrounded his hut; it was easy to tell from their fierce appearance and savage yells that they were not come as friends. They were armed with spears and tomahawks, which they brandished in a frightful manner. This was an alarming sight, but Mr Daehne went out and bade them welcome. They had a man with them who could interpret their language, and through him they asked the missionary who gave him leave to build on their land? To this he re 66 21 plied, "The Governor." They then asked, "What made you come here?" He answered, "I have brethren on the other side of the great waters, who, having heard that the Indians on this river were ignorant of God, have from the great affection they felt towards you, sent me to tell you of the love of God, and what he has done to save you." The chief then said, "Have you never heard that the Indians intend to kill you?" "Yes," answered Daehne, "but I cannot believe it. You have among you some who have lived with me, and they can tell you that I am the friend of the Indians." To this the chief replied, "Yes, I have heard say so; they say that you are a different sort of Christian from the white people in general." The missionary then said, "I am your friend, how is it that you come to kill me?" "We have done wrong," answered the chief. Every countenance now altered, and the Indians quickly dispersed. The chief, however, remained behind, behaving in a very friendly manner, and left him a supply of cassava. This is what the Indians make their bread of. So these fierce savages, who had come thirsting for the blood of this good man, were changed from enemies into friends. They returned to him, and found out the secret of his strange conduct in suffering so long and so patiently; for many of them became disciples of Jesus, and then they would understand that "he who loveth God should love his brother also." Mr Daehne remained among the Carabeese Indians until he was a very old man, and so infirm that he could no longer teach them about the love of God, so it was thought necessary that he should return to Europe. There were now other missionaries to take the charge of the little church in the wilderness, and after the good old man was gone to his home in Europe, and then to his home in heaven, they carried on the work that he had loved so well, and reaped the fruit of the seed that he had sown. This mission on the river Corantyn was continued till the year 1806, when it was given up. The number of Indians had been greatly lessened by smallpox and other causes, and in the year I have mentioned, a fire broke out, which burnt the whole settlement to ashes. This was the last of the Moravian missions in Guiana; next month I will tell you of some Missionaries that were sent there by the English Church Missionary Society. GOOD NEWS FROM OLD CALABAR. SOME people would think it very good news if they were told that a great quantity of gold had been discovered in Calabar; and many would set off at once to go and dig for gold, just as they do in Australia and California. However, we have better news than that to tell our young readers this month; there is good news from Calabar, about which the angels in heaven have been speaking and singing. Don't you remember that Jesus said, "There is joy in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner that repenteth." If any child reads this who does not love Jesus himself, perhaps he will say, "Is that all the good news?" But those who are friends of Christ will be very glad to hear, that in Calabar sinners are repenting of their sins, and are coming forward to declare to the world that they love the Lord Jesus, and will follow him. Many of you have read the interesting letters that Mr Waddell, Mr Anderson, and the other missionaries have written home from Calabar, and you will remember that King Eyo has a son who is generally called young Eyo Honesty. A letter has lately been received from Mr Goldie, written while on his passage to this country, giving an account of the baptism of young Eyo. The young man has had a good deal of opposition from his family; but he has faced it all, and publicly declared to the people his intention to be baptized, and oppose all wicked and heathen customs. From his conduct for some time past, the missionaries have no doubt that he is a sincere Christian, and he has long been zealous in trying to bring over his companions to the true religion. Mr Anderson has also sent word that he has baptized two female converts at Duke Town; and that in the beginning of last December Mr Edgerley was to baptize a young man at Old Town. There is now a little band of five baptized converts in Old Calabar, and eight more are candidates for GOOD NEWS FROM OLD CALABAR. baptism. This is not all; many others are showing great seriousness and anxiety about their souls. Is not this good news? The missionaries think so; their hearts are cheered by it in the midst of their labours. Mr Goldie says in his letter, "That which we ardently longed for has thus come to pass. The dawn of the better day has arisen upon us, and Calabar will soon stretch out her hands to God.' Mr Anderson says that the missionaries have far too much to do, and that they want to do more. He writes, "I have not the heart to say No, when invited to speak the words of eternal life in any yard in the town, or on any ship on the river." YOU MAY SAVE A SOUL. Он what a happy thing it is to be the means of saving one soul! What joy did the first missionaries in Tahiti feel, when after sixteen years of toil, they first heard the voice of prayer from a Tahitian's lips! All their weariness was forgotten; their joy made amends for all those sixteen years of labour and danger; and they shed tears of grateful happiness, for a soul was saved! What was it made the dying missionary Boardman so happy, though on a journey in the Karen wilderness, where he had not a roof to shade his aching head from the fiery sun by day, nor to shelter him from the cold and fog by night? What was it? It was the exquisite joy of seeing the converts who were coming forward to confess their Saviour. It was to wit 23. You know that Mr Waddell is now in this country; and some of you have heard him pleading for Calabar. It is proposed to form six new missionstations in those parts where there are no missionaries at all, and to do this £3000 are needed. This is a large sum, but we have no doubt that it will be raised; and we know that some of our young readers will help, for they have already shown that they love to work for Calabar. This good news that has come from Calabar should make us all more ready to give than ever we were. Let us give our money; let us give our prayers, and then we may look for still better news. ness their baptism, and speak his last words to them, that he had undertaken this journey, carried all the while on his bed; and though death overtook him before he reached his home, he felt nothing but joy-he was surrounded by saved souls. 66 Children! would not you like to save a soul? Ah," you say, "if we were grown up." No, you need not wait until you are men and women. Even if you were to become missionaries and ministers, I am not sure that you would succeed, for it would depend upon God's blessing; but I can tell you of one soul that I am sure you can save, and just now. That soul is your own! You may save your own soul. I am sure of this; for one of the last verses in the Bible is, "Whosoever will, let him take of the water of life freely;" and |