which the American churches have employed in this field, and the immense opposition which has been arrayed against them, they have reason to praise God for the degree of success which has attended their efforts. The wonder is, that the mission has maintained its existence at all. Truly God has spread a

table before us in the presence of our enemies.'

We are proud of our missionary spirit, while we do not come half way up to the standard of the Papists in regard to the amount of means employed, and the zeal with which contr. ɔutions are made. The fact is, they believe the Pope more firmly than we believe the truth of God."

Respecting the prospects of the school, he writes:

"I am sorry to say that our seminary is so cramped for want of funds. We can have scholars to almost any number, and many of them those who would pay a moderate sum for the expense of board, if we only had the means of providing good accommodations and assistant teachers. We are now just receiving a new class of boarding-scholars, in addition to those of last year. We have, besides, two day-scholars from a Jewish family, who are very pleasant neighbors, and who call occasionally to see us. Henrietta takes the principal care of their instruction, and the entire charge of a promising little Greek girl, the daughter of a Greek widow, one of our servants. Thus we number our scholars at twenty-seven, while our assistant teacher, our two servants and ourselves, make thirty-three. For all these, except two, we provide board, lodging, washing, &c. I have made benches, tables, stove-pipes, &c., with my own hands."

In speaking of the intelligence and education of the father of the little Jewish scholars, he says:

"But the Jews generally, both in this city and throughout the empire, are an ignorant, superstitious, filthy, lying, covetous, greedy, servile race. The curse is still poured out upon them without abatement. Mr. Schauffler, with his Bibles, will, I hope, the means of enlightening and saving some of

them; but to see a tenth part of the Jewish population of Constantinople, or even a twentieth part, in any degree truly interested in Christianity, would be the greatest miracle of grace known since the days of the apostles, and I should regard it as the introduction of the millennium. Yet I trust that their children and children's children will be a new generation in intellectual and moral character, and that their minds will be open to the truth.”

In the early part of October, he writes:

"After great labor, I have purchased a fine establishment fo the school, but the pasha under whose jurisdiction the villag falls refused to authorize the purchase. We shall, I hope, ultimately succeed; but it will cost some time and money, and derange our plans.

"October 16.- We have given up entirely the attempt to get the bargain for the house ratified. The pasha is a tyrannical and vindictive man, and hates all foreigners with a perfect hatred. He can be managed only by heavy bribes, and with these we will have nothing to do. We must again move our quarters and hire a house, but where to go we know not. This affair is a heavy and unexpected blow to our school,— but we do not give up the ship. Perhaps we shall greatly rejoice in it.

"October 30. — Our horizon looks murky and lowering all around. Our enemies threaten another effort against the seminary. May the Lord stretch forth his hand to cover our heads in the day of battle!

"December 26. Our seminary now lies very heavy on my hands. Six recitations every day are but a small part of the cares and labors, and a still smaller part of the anxieties which come upon me. I have attended to all these, and for more than two months have regularly devoted from eight to ten hours of the day or night to hard labor, constructing, with the aid of a Greek carpenter, a complete set of new and substantial, well-made bedsteads, writing-desks, mineralogical cases, &c. &c. By thus making them in the house, I have saved about fifty dollars to the American Board.”

DEATH OF MRS. HAMLIN'S FATHER. -PURCHASE OF THE SEMINARY

GLE FOR RELIGIOUS TOLERANCE ILL HEALTH OF MRS. HAMLIN SHORT RESIDENCE AT HALKI.

"The veil hath dropped. His spirit now,

Intense with life, hath soared above."

To be unable to smooth the dying pillow of those we love, to treasure up the farewell words and looks of affection, and to see the lifeless form laid down in its last resting-place, this is a peculiar trial. Yet it is one which the missionary is often called to endure.

The health of Mrs. Hamlin's father had long been feeble, but early in the fall of 1842 it began to fail rapidly, and continued to do so till he had passed into the rest of heaven. The account of the last scenes, written by his aged and infirm companion to her distant daughter, is deeply interesting, but only a few brief extracts can be given :

"I asked your father if he had anything to say to you. 'Tell her to be sure to love and serve her Father in heaven, and not to forget her earthly father.' He was highly gratified with your promise of sending little Henrietta's likeness; but I think he will never see it with mortal eyes, although his disembodied spirit may often look down upon you, and see you all as you are.

'Let him go.

I would not hold him

here.' He sits by your father's bedside and prays, and tells over to the Lord the whole history of their acquaintance and his ministry, tells of the revivals they have enjoyed, and the blessings they soon hope to enjoy together in the presence of God and the Saviour. His prayers are very affecting indeed, and his appearance (then over ninety-one) extremely

So.

"Your father had long waited with strong desires to receive intelligence from you. Some of the children ran to his bed and imprudently exclaimed, 'A letter from Constantinople! He was quite excited, and, with an animated voice, said, 'O, joyful!' but was so overcome that he could not hear it.

“One day he asked me to read the last part of Matthew, where Christ was delivered to be crucified. I read to the end of the chapter, when he exclaimed, 'O, wonderful! wonderful! wonderful!'

"I went to him one morning, not expecting he would ever look at me again; but, as I was bending over him, he opened his eyes, and, when he saw who it was, fixing on me an inexpressible look, with a sweet angelic smile, he raised both his arms as if he would put them around me.

"At one time, when I went to him, he looked up with a smile, saying, I have been thinking that, if I did not love the Saviour, there was nothing in the universe that I did love.'

"A few days before his death, as I stood over him, oppressed with grief, he looked up pleasantly and said, 'Wait on the Lord, and he will renew your strength.'

"One morning, when I went to him, he was lying quietly with his eyes closed, as if communing with his own heart upon his bed, as he did in all his sickness, when not in an agony of distress. I said to him, 'You are beginning to taste the joy that the Saviour bought with pains, are you not?' He looked up with a peaceful countenance, and said, 'I began to taste them a great many years ago.'

Her afflicted mother closed a letter Oct. 3, saying:

"The next I shall write may be to say to you, as the 'He is not here, he is risen.'

angel said to Mary,

"Oct. 25.

"In my last letter, I told you my next would be when your father was no more. And now truly he is no more with us in this world. One week ago to-day, he was laid in the deep, dark grave, and the dear lifeless remains forever concealed from our eyes. O, the anguish of seeing him pass by his own beloved home, where we had so often passed in together when we returned from the house of God. O, my dear Henrietta! may you never know the sorrows of such an hour! — myself trembling on the brink of the grave, and he who would have guided my steps and walked with me down the gloomy descent, taken from me forever. What could we do without the Bible? - without the promises, without the counsels it contains?"

About this time she sent Mrs. Hamlin a copy of the outline of her father's latest public address, made at the last communion he ever attended. After giving the heads, she adds:

"In this address I should think your father spoke half an hour, and his countenance seemed to be changed as if it had been the face of an angel! I thought of Stephen. I should have sent you the original, but I could not bear to part with it. It remains in his Psalm-book, just as he put it in.”

It was not till the month succeeding her beloved father's death that Henrietta received the first tidings of his sickness, to which she replies:

but

"We were much afflicted to hear of father's feeble state, hope that ere this he has again been restored to health, and that he has now the prospect of enjoying years of usefulness on the earth. We shall wait anxiously for your next letter.