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mine but yours.” The man of God immediately said, “May the child become a son of God!” There was hope in this for the kingdom, and hope for the Missionary too. His black hairs were becoming mixed with gray, and he thought, as he looked on the youthful countenance, “Will this child grow up to be a Christian king; and will my Lord reap a great harvest of souls in this place ?" The child looked in his face, as if seeking for rest; and there was a bond of sympathy formed between the experienced Christian and the young, warm heart, which death could not destroy

War, at once the hinderer and the promoter of missions, visited the district, torn by rival factions, each greedy of gain; and in the strife, and hurry, and misery which are ever its attendants, the weak and the strong were fain to cling to the noble and strong-minded Swartz. They asked of him a task which it was difficult to perform. It was to beard the lion in his den, and even Swartz was troubled. This was not his work—he did not need thus to endanger his life; for to go to the palace of Hyder Ali, alone and unprotected, on such an errand, seemed to be but to gratify the cruelty of this ambitious man, in giving him the power to torture and kill one whom his enemies loved. But this man, who had given his life into God's hands by going to this land, remembered these words, “ Blessed are the

peacemakers,” and resolved to go. See him now in the beautiful palace, in the presence of the tyrant, before whom men cringed for fear, with dauntless courage standing calmly and explaining his errand-even peace! The wicked are in God's hands, and cannot harm the righteous without permission. Swartz found favour in the king's eyes, and had many opportunities of preaching Christ and him crucified, in this wicked court, and among this terrorstricken people. When he left, he found a bag containing 300 rupees in his palanquin, which, as he could not return, he took to the English authorities, and they told him to keep it. With this he commenced an English Orphan School at Tanjore. No doubt Swartz, on his return, would “set up his Ebenezer, saying, Hitherto hath the Lord helped me.” War still continued, but the Lord preserved the missionary. He had still work to do. Hyder told his troops not to harm him, for he was a holy man.” He could speak of Jesus to them when he pleased, and the men called him “the good father.”

Swartz grew old. The pins were being loosed by which his earthly house of this tabernacle was held together. His soul prospered and was in health, but God gave him pain to bear, as if to wean him from the work he loved so much, that he might long to be away to be with Jesus, " which is far better.” Not that the Christian, to get away from pain, should long for death; but part of the bitter cup often given them to drink, is to get such views of the sin and frailty and growing uselessness of the body, as to desire to be for ever with Christ. He continued till his death preaching Christ to those around him, and now the strong man feels the power of the love that upholds him in this the hour of sorrow. They are weeping all around him; for miles the air is laden with sighs; and “ What shall we do without our good father ?" is heard on every side. Young hearts mourn, but the old man's voice is firm, and, amidst a silence that might be felt, these words were heard by the Christians around his dying bed—“Help my people to come to heaven!” The chariot of the Lord had come, and he was ready. The mother again rejoices to see her son!

His name lives, and his works do follow him. “ Blessed are the dead that die in the Lord.” “They that turn many to righteousness shall shine as the stars for ever and ever.”


A WALK through the crowded streets of our large towns will not only furnish one with much information, but will also suggest some startling thoughts. One hundred years ago most of them were little larger than first-class villages of the present day; the population of one of them now is as great as that of a well-peopled county was then. About the middle of last century, the workman, the merchant, and the philosopher were in many respects only in their infancy, compared with the manhood to which the tools of the first, the enterprise of the second, and the science of the last have now attained. One hundred years ago, the steam-engine was an almost unworkable machine; the power of man over the tough minerals and vegetable fibres which he requires to use was limited to the production of indifferently made goods; and horses' backs were the only means of inland carriage over the largest part of the country.

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