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CALCUTTA-THE HUNGRY CHOWD PRESSING INTO THE CITY.-See next Page.

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MISSIONARY MAGAZINE

THE INDIAN FAMINe !

UNGER is a sharp thorn! the pricking of this thorn

has been felt most keenly during the past year, by above four millions of people in India: and about one million have actually died of starvation! First came the floods, and drowned many of them; and after that a famine, which has caused lamentation and woe throughout vast districts of the country. Roots were torn up and eaten for food; crowds sat as starving beggars by the road-side; the old and feeble were found dying under trees; and little infants were seen sucking at the breasts of mothers who had been dead for two days. Houses were filled with the dead, wild dogs and jackals fed upon the bodies, and crowd after crowd came pressing into Calcutta to seek relief, and escape from the threatening death!

A missionary tells us that the road to Calcutta-the city you see sketched on the other page-has been thronged by thousands of poor people, fleeing from their faminestricken homes in Orissa; and they found in Calcutta not a few who acted as if they remembered the words of the Lord Jesus, "It is more blessed to give than to receive."

No. 4.-ARIL 1, 1867.

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They formed a large encampment, a few miles to the north of Calcutta, into which the terror-stricken and starving were gathered. There were many lying about the streets exposed to the pelting of the heavy rains, many women, with their little babies, having scarcely a rag to cover them; but the English residents and others were all showing tender-hearted sympathy, and trying to help the helpless; putting up sheds to shelter them, and forming hospitals in which to gather the afflicted. But the crowd, pressing forward to get food when it was distributed, became so great, that the weak and timid seemed likely to come short. So they formed them in lines, and made them sit down in rows, as many as 2000 at a time, while they sup. plied their wants. There was one little child, not much more than a baby, standing alone and looking on, while the rest were feeding. He was too much of a child to be able to push to the front, but his face had the expression of a sorrowful old man! there were years of woe in his look, though he was, but a child. Of course, as soon as he was seen he was at once attended to. Oh, think, dear young people, how much reason you have to bless God for your daily mercies; do not forget

""Tis He preserves your lives from death
And dangers every hour;

You could not draw another breath
Unless He gave the power."

But do not forget these poor perishing Indians have immortal souls, and that their souls are starving for want of THE BREAD OF LIFE. Help, then, help by speaking, praying, getting, and giving, to send a knowledge of Christ to them-that Christ who said, "I am the bread of life; he that believeth in ME shall never hunger."

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HE cheering chime of Sabbath bell, T Resounding loud o'er hill and dale, With woodland warblers' cheerful lays, All welcome in the Pearl of Days.

"Work while it is called day."

JNDIA.

THE DOCTOR AMONG HIS PATIENTS.

BY REV. JOHN LOWE, MEDICAL MISSIONARY.

No. IV.

SCENES IN THE CONSULTING-ROOM.

UR service in the waiting-room over, we return to

our consulting-room. Nyanábranam remains with the patients in the waiting-room, and while we are examining them, as he sends them in to us one by one, he will take opportunities of speaking to all personally, er giving a tract to all who can read; or, gathering a few together, he will have them all seated in a circle round him, and then he will sing Christian lyrics to them and explain them; and so he will be engaged sowing the good seed of the word, while we are busy examining the patients in the next room, and prescribing for them.

Take a seat beside me. David, my assistant, is at the end of the table, pen in hand, with a large book before him; that is our register-book, in which the name, number, age, residence, religion, and disease of every patient is entered.

Pakkianathen, the first dresser-which situation he has gained by examination-stands by his side, pen in hand too, and a packet of large cards on the table before him, each card about the size of your little magazine as it is open in your hand now. Each patient receives one of theso cards

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