in needlework), and so on, until they are finally plunged into the perplexities of button

holes!

England's happy children are honoured indeed, in helping on these schools, where their poor Malagasy sisters and brothers are learning of the Gentle Shepherd who asks us to Feed His lambs, and who says, "Inasmuch as ye have done it to one of the least of these my

brethren, ye have done it unto Me."

[Miss Cameron, the writer of the above, is a very earnest, loving worker, under Mr. Pearse, at the school at Faravohitra, and Mr. Pearse would rejoice, and the Editor would rejoice with him, if any of our young friends should feel constrained to help Miss Cameron by sending some materials for her work.]

SOUTH SEAS.

THE PARTING SCENE.

BY REV. J. L. GREEN.

AHAA is a small island, enclosed with Raiatea in a Glagoon, by a coral reef. The waters dividing Tahaa

from Raiatea are about four miles across. The settlements face each other; the chapels stand out in bold relief on the shore, just opposite to each other; and the Mission Houses are prominent objects near the sea; by the aid of a telescope we can see distinctly whatever may be going on on the other side of the lagoon, or little sea-water lake.

Some months ago there was a very strange sight seen just in front of this house at Tahaa. The Mission family were just leaving for England, not a very common occurrence even that, but the sight I refer to was a procession formed

of about 80 children, walking up and down the road, in front of our house. They were led by a cheerful lad about 12 years of age, they all appeared to be very merrythey were singing. And what think you the burden of their

song was? Good wishes to the Missionary and to the Missionary's wife; they were in fact singing a prayer to God to protect us during our voyage to England, to give us a speedy

and safe passage home, and soon bring us back again; and so they continued for two or three hours, ever and anon addressing themselves to us and reminding us that we were about to leave them as orphans, and entreating us not to remain long in England, but to make all possible speed back again to them.

At length I appeared on the verandah, and was leaving the house to embark for Raiatea en route for Tahiti, when suddenly the whole band of dear children appeared in rank and file, standing facing the house; as I walked down the path towards the gate, they were still singing blessings on us, and prayer to God on our account. I reached the gate and was in the act of opening it when their singing was turned into weeping; just in the midst of singing a sentence of prayer to God for us, the whole party were overcome with sorrow, and every cheek was suddenly moistened with tears. I looked upon them as upon those I loved, and as I shook hands with them, taking three or four hands in each of mine at one time, I could not refrain from weeping with them. They followed me, and after I had embarked on board the boat, their little leader, accompanied by his sorrowing band, stepped out on the pier from behind a government building, and shouted aloud to us, wishing us God speed; and the last accents which I heard as they fell from his lips, and as our boat glided away from the shore, were, haapeepee faahou m-" the concluding words of the sentence did not reach us, but, had we heard them, it would doubtless have been "Make haste back to us, Mr. Green."

Such, my dear young friends, are the feelings which the children, whose parents or grand parents were heathen, experience in the South Seas. They love their Missionaries, because they do them good. They are always sorry when their Missionaries leave them, but they are always glad when

they return to them. I hope some day to be able to tell you, in your Magazine, what these same dear children say and do when we return to them. Meanwhile, let me entreat you to love those who do you good. Love your Saviour, and then shew your love to all men, especially to those poor coloured children far away in the South Seas, who owe their existence to the Gospel which their parents have accepted; and pray for them that they may, with you, love Jesus, and that many of them may become messengers Christ, going far away to other lands to tell the heathens that "God is love." In a future number of the Magazine I may possibly tell you something about some who are now thus employed.

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INDIA.

Hard Words Made Easy.

BY THE REV. S. MATEER.

OU are often puzzled, no

You

doubt, in reading missionary news, when you come to the long and strange names of places in India and other countries. I know I am quite at a loss to pronounce the names of places and people in Madagascar, in which we are

all so interested at present, and I wish some of the good missionaries there would write a little article on the pronunciation and meaning of the Malagasy names of places. I propose now to give you some information with regard to the Tamil names of places in South India, which will, I hope, tend to increase your intelligent interest in the Mission work carried on there.

Most of the Indian geographical names given in English maps and other publications are much altered and corrupted, or abbreviated from the real form of the word. This arises from carelessness and insufficient acquaintance with the language on the part of the early British residents in India. Thus Travancore is