how the hearers have heard, the day of judgment will show. O how many will find their everlast ing chains more tight and intolerable, on account of the very warnings and entreaties they have received from my lips! But what more can be done, than has been done? Though warned and entreated, they have wilfully, obstinately, and blasphemously refused to listen. But, blessed be God, there are soine whose faces I expect to see at the right hand of the great Judge. Many also there are, who have become so far enlightened, that I am sure they never can bow the knee to Shway San-dau, without a distressing conviction that they are in the wrong way. Farewell to thee, Prome! willingly would I have spent my last breath in thee and for thee. But thy sons ask me not to stay; and I must preach the Gospel to other cities also, for therefore am I sent. Read the five hundred tracts that I have left with thee. Pray to the God and Saviour that I have told thee of. And if hereafter thou call me, though in the lowest whisper, and it reach me in the very extremities of the empire, I will joyfully listen and come back to thee."

Sept. 18th, Mr. Judson left for Rangoon. It seemed an earnest of what may yet be expected as the fruit of these labors, to see a man, a Secretary of government, who had frequented the zayat, lingering about the shore at parting, and as the boat gently glided down the stream, saying to his teacher as his last words: "Mark me as your disciple. I pray to God every day. Do you also pray for me. As soon as I can get free from my engagements, I intend to come down to Rangoon." On his return, Mr. Judson stopped at various places, preached and distributed tracts. When arrived at Rangoon, he found no little excitement produced by the recent attacks on the empire of darkness and sin. The diffusion of so much

light had awakened the enemy, and put him upon the alert to prevent the mischiefs apprehended. A report was circulated that government would make a public example of hereticks, and men were actually set to watch the passes to and from the mission house, and take from inquirers the tracts they had received. These measures produced alarm, and a suspension of visitors; but, says Mr. Judson,

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we trust in God that the tide will flow again in its own appointed time."

The whole effect from the timely and singularly wide-spread exertions of the brethren, as above described, having placed tracts in the hands of thousands from all parts of the empire, and accompanied them with fervent appeals to the conscience, can never be estimated by men. We are allowed, however, to calculate from former results that it will be great, and such as will cause the hearts of multitudes to swell with joy forever. Heretofore, but few tracts have been given away, for the missionaries had not the press to print them. But even from those few, fruit has sprung up to the glory of God. The following fact reported by Mr. Judson, is in confirmation of this. "Ko San is a respectable elderly man, residing in a village north of Ava. Twelve years ago, a copy of the first edition of the first tract found its way thither, and he treasured it up as the truth. At subsequent times, he occasionally met with disciples, particularly during the war, when some of them fled beyond Ava, with the rest of the population. The more he heard of the Christian religion, the better he liked it. His wife is of the same mind with himself. He has now concluded to remove to Rangoon, where they both will make an open profession of their faith in Christ." With such an instance before us, nothing need be added to raise our anticipations. The word has gone forth, and shall not return void.

Liberia. (Africa.)

One year since, the hope was cherished by the Board of a successful revival of their labors in this interesting country. The Rev. Benjamin R. Skinner and wife had accepted an invitation to go out, and were only waiting a suitable opportunity. The fall was considered the best season, as most likely to preserve and perpetuate health by taking them there in the coolest part of the year. Accordingly, every preparation being made, in the month of October they embarked at Norfolk, and after a pleasant passage arrived, Dec. 4th, at their place of destination. A letter written by Mr. Skinner a few days after his arrival, excited strong hopes of his future usefulness; but, alas! his first was also bis last communication to this Board. Seized by the prevailing fever of the climate, Mrs. Skinner and two small children were first hurried to the grave. Mr. Skinner continued to linger, and supposing that a voyage to his native country might have the happiest effect to restore him, he again embarked. But all was in vain. When he had been twenty days at sea, with no alarming symptoms more than usual, he suddenly failed, and expired March 1st. Thus in the short space of three months, this whole family terminated their course on earth. But an event fraught with so much pain to surviving friends, and so much disappointment to Africa, has no doubt introduced them to their everlasting reward. Their piety was unequivocal and decided when their temporal prospects were the brightest, but displayed itself in the strongest light, when the waves of affliction rolled over them. In the immediate expectation of death, the mind of Mrs. Skinner was serene, peaceful, and happy. Nor was the confidence of Mr. Skinner shaken, when he saw his companion gone, and felt perhaps that he might soon follow her. He justified the

ways of God, approved the course which he had been inclined to choose for himself, and calmly awaited the issue. Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord. The total failure of this second expedition, has induced a belief in the Managers of the Mission, that they must resort to other than white men, for the improvement of Africa. The field is one of great promise. Already there is a church of one hundred and fifty members, spread over the four principal places, Monrovia, Caldwell, Carytown, and Millsburg, but colored men must be their teachers. Doubtless there are in the numerous colored congregations of the South, young men of piety and promise, if sufficient pains were taken to search them out, who might with advantage be educated and prepared to do the service which other Missionaries cannot. Our only hope under God, now arises from this quarter. Nothing will be wanting on the part of the Board, to do all that sound discretion shall recommend, if their brethren will co-operate in pointing out the proper persons to be instructed and qualified for pastors and school-teachers. And in this view we affectionately and anxiously appeal to southern churches. No class of Christians can do so much for the Colony as Baptists, for all the principal citizens are of that persuasion, and of course a special duty devolves on us in relation to them. If we fail in it through neglect the responsibility will still be ours.

This station is among the Cherokees, just within the limits of North Carolina, on the river Hiwassee, under the superintendence of Rev. Evan Jones. The boarding school, which consists of twenty females, has for several years been subject to the constant inspection and care of Mrs. Jones, who was happily qualified for the situation. To a cultivated mind she united the graces of ardent, self devoted piety. The duties of the place were pleasant though toilsome, and her health frequently suffered, but she was enabled to sustain them with short interruptions till the last fall, when her complaints assumed an alarming character. Medical advice was of little avail. She gradually sunk, till on the 5th of February, her spirit took its flight, winged with faith and love.

But notwithstanding this affliction, there is much, very much in the circumstances of the Mission, to excite the liveliest grati

tude to God. About the time of our last Report, it may be recollected, a more than usual attention to the word was apparent in the Indians. Meetings were well attended and often crowded. A deep solemnity pervaded many minds,and the thrilling inquiry was heard, "what must I do to be saved?" It was at that period Mr. Jones in a letter thus described the state of things. "The Sun of righteousness is rising with healing in his wings, and the darkness vanishes at his approach. In the wilderness the waters are breaking out, and streams in the desert. The parched ground is becoming a pool, and the thirsty land springs of water. The poor despised Cherokees, who were not a people, are becoming the people of God. On Sabbath day last, I had the pleasure of burying in baptism seven full Cherokees, four males and three females. They had previously given an account of their experience, which was clear and satisfactory. Could our Christian friends hear them, I think they would join with the disciples at Jerusalem who glorified God, saying, then hath God also to the Gentiles granted repentance unto life. The prospect among the inquirers is very encouraging. They are increasing in number and seriousness. Among them are two aged females, who had spent eighty years at least in the darkness of heathenism-thirteen are new cases. We have now forty-six who have placed themselves under the special instruction of the mission. This interesting work appears to have continued with little or no abatement to the present time. In Dec. Mr. Jones says, "At our church meeting this morning, we were overwhelmed with a sense of God's goodness while ten Cherokees gave a clear relation of the work of the Holy Spirit on their hearts," and adds, "in the course of the past year, thirty-eight persons