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The Brahmins, and their ahettors, were enraged at this interference; a shout of defiance was raised by the multitude, briok-bats, dust, sticks, and other missiles flew about, all was uproar and confusion. The swinging, however, for that time was put an end to, and has not been resumed with the same ecldt in the neighbourhood since.

Mr. Boaz's time and energies were very muoh devoted to the establishment and prosperity of the Christian Institution at Bhowanipore, the southern suburb of Calcutta, and which was founded by the missionaries for the benefit, in the first instance, of the children of Native Christians, by qualifying them for usefulness in the world and the church; also to furnish a liberal education, including the science and literature of the West, for the natives of India, of all sects and classes; and to train an efficient and indigenous Gospel ministry. Mr. Boaz not only promoted the efficiency of the institution by siistaining the faith and encouraging the labours of others, he took an active part in its daily work; for, notwithstanding his pastoral duties, his literary and other labours, he visited it twice, and often three times, a week, and taught some of its classes. Its pupils, in ten years, rose from 70 to nearly 800. But the most important way in which he promoted its stability was by raising the funds necessary for its maintenance and establishment.

In the year 1847, Mr. Boaz returned to England, to seek a renewal of strength, being weakened by the enervating influence of an Indian climate, and by his incessant labours. He also hoped to make his visit subservient to his efforts for the extension of religious education in India, in which he felt so great an interest. He reached London in time to take part in the May Meetings, and the first in which he spoke was the Anniversary of the Sunday School Union. He succeeded in raising, during his stay in the United Kingdom, £4,974. 6s. 5d. towards the erection of a new building for the Christian Institution. He also received the degree of LL.D. from King's College, Aberdeen. He again took part in the anniversary of the Sunday School Union in 1849; and, in closing his address, said, "This may be the last time that I may address you. Your meeting was the first assembly that I addressed when I returned to England, and your proceedings on that occasion warmed my heart; and when I heard to-night tho beautiful anthem with which you commenced, my heart again warmed, and my eyes filled with tears; and now, witnessing thousands of young persons engaged in manifesting their love to Christ by seeking the good of young people, I cannot avoid saying, 'Go on.' Lead young souls to Christ. Educate them on earth for tho enjoyments of heaven."

Dr. Boaz was married in September, 1849, and shortly after left the shores of England with his wife; and, on April 8th, 1851, had the pleasure of laying the foundation stone of the new building for the Christian Institution. He then told the spectators that, while the Directors of the London Missionary Society were deliberating as to whether they should give their sanction to his proposed appeal for funds, he made a tour into the country, and, while residing with a gentleman in a small but beautiful village, his friend suggested that he should give the congregation with which he was connected some account of this new College. Dr. Boaz did so, although not sanguine of much success in a pecuniary point of view. After the service, and while waiting for his friend at the door of the chapel, there came up a little village girl, who wished to speak to him.

What is it you wish to say?" "I want," said she, looking up into my face, and accompanying her earnest looks with a determined expression of countenance, "I want to give something to that College of yours." "You, a little girl, what can you give towards £5,000. and the building of the College?" "I will give all I have," was the reply; and, putting her little hand into a deep pocket, she pulled out her all, and placing it in Dr. Boaz's hands, said with emphasis, " There, there it is." Dr. Boaz added, " When I looked upon that girl and her gift, I thanked God, and took courage. This was the foundation stone of the ,£4,974. 6s. 5d. which God enabled me to receive in England; and I promised that when this stone should be laid, I would tell this for a memorial of this interesting English girl."

We cannot venture to enter upon the detail of Dr. Boaz's labours after his return, to India. We have been compelled to omit all reference to his extensive and long-continued, engagements in connection with periodical religious literature, nor can we speak of his home-life and correspondence. For all these, we must refer our readers to the volume which has furnished nearly all the interesting information we have been privileged to communicate respecting this honoured servant of Christ, who was personally known to many of them. We must hasten to the closing scenes of his active and useful life.

In the year 1857, the declining health of Mrs. Boaz and one of her children compelled her return to England, and she was soon followed by her husband, who arrived in London in February, 1859, broken in constitution and much changed. He needed rest and refreshment, but he could not cease from labour. His career had been one of activity, and he was determined it should be so as long as the sands of life continued to run. The week after his arrival, he engaged in public services in the metropolis, occupying the pulpits of some of his brethren, and pleading the cause of missions.

He came home with the intention of returning and spending the remainder of his days in India, bnt after a residence of some months in England, it became evident that his work in that country was finished. He therefore felt it his duty to resign the pastorate into the hands of the church who had shewn their esteem for him by contributing towards his support in England. From the time he left India till the end of June, 1860, they allowed him 300 rupees, or JE30. a month, and from that date till the following December, 250 rupees a month.

In May, 1860, he was again seen on the platform of the Sunday School Union, encouraging the teachers in their work; and he was diligently and usefully employed in advocating the claims of missions throughout the United Kingdom. His last missionary tour was through Yorkshire, and on Friday, October 11, 1861, he returned from Bradford to the bosom of his family. In answer to an enquiry as to his health, he replied, " The old complaint; I feel ill, and am glad to get home." But he was as cheerful as usual, and spoke of what he had seen, and heard, and experienced in Yorkshire. He passed a very restless night, and the next morning the family physician was sent for, who was of opinion there was no immediate danger to be apprehended, but recommended rest and quiet. Dr. Boaz was engaged to preach the next day at Stoke Newington, and to attend a missionary meeting at Brighton on the following Tuesday. Not till Saturday evening would he consent to put off these engagements. In the evening, about eight, Behari Lai Singh called to take farewell, as he was about to leave for his native country. Dr. Boaz seemed exhausted and weak from the loss of blood. He gave his Native friend a copy of the Bible, and several copies for other Native Christians in India, which had been subscribed for by friends in England. This was his last act on earth; and then, in a feeble voice, he said, while tears suffused both their eyes, "Labour for Christ among your countrymen, and see that you meet me in heaven." These were the last words he spoke to any person beyond the circle of his own household. Thus, his last act was a gift to India, and his last conversation was with a native of that land, for the welfare of which he had so long laboured.

During the night, he continued very restless, but neither he nor any of his family thought that the hand of death was upon him: there was no symptom of dissolution; but, about midnight, without a word or a sigh, ho gently fell asleep in Jesus. On Thursday, October 17, his remains were interred in the Abney Park Cemetery, where rest the ashes of so many of his brethren in the ministry.

THE HONEST SUNDAY SCHOLAR.

An old woman, in humble life, who resided in the cotton district, although not herself a "mill-hand," ftmnd, from the general depression of trade, that her little means were getting less and less, until the pressure grew too great for her to bear. In her sore poverty, she resolved to pack up the few articles she had left, and go to Preston, where she had a daughter, who was married, and with whom she might live. She went to take leave of the minister of a congregation of which she was a member; and on hearing her plan he endeavoured to dissuade her from it; urging her, if possible, to remain where she was, in hope of better times, and adding that perhaps her daughter might be even worse off than herself. "That cannot be," said the old woman, "for I am verypoor, and have nothing left to live on; I will go to my daughter— for that will be shelter for me, at any rate." The minister, finding that she had so miserable a prospect if she remained in her old dwelling, kindly gave her the amount of her railway fare to Preston, and half-a-crown besides; and, with many thanks, she took her leave of him, and shortly -afterwards departed on her journey. When she reached Preston Station a crowd of boys surrounded her, begging to carry her box, which she refused, as all the money now left in her purse, was a half-crown and three pennies. One poor lad, with a piteous look, besought her very earnestly to let him take it for her, adding, "I will carry it to any part of the town for twopence,—do let me,—for it is the only way I can get a bit of bread,—and we're clemming* at home."

Small as was the sum the old woman had, to begin anew her struggle with the world, she had a pitying heart—and the appeal thuB made was enough. The lad shouldered her box, and followed her through the lamp-lit streets to a humble part of the town, where Bhe knocked at the door of one of the houses—and after waiting awhile, and receiving no answer, she found it was locked. Supposing her daughter might be out on some errand, she desired the boy to put down the box; and, paying him for his services, she seated herself on it, by the door, to await the daughter's return. After a time the latter came up, and on finding her mother come to settle with her, burst into a lamentation—" 0! why have you come I for we are starving. I have been out trying to get a morsel for the children, and I can't— What can we do?" Her mother calmed her a little, and begged

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her to open the door. "Let us go in anyhow,—I have a half-crown in my pocket, and you can take that, and buy something—and that will carry us over to-morrow, at any rate." They entered; and the old woman drew forth her purse to take the half-crown, when, to her dismay, she found she had paid it to the boy, in the dim light of the evening, in mistake for a penny. This was too much to bear, and both the women sank down and cried long and bitterly over the prospect before them. The mother, however, was a true Christian —and when the first burst of sorrow was past, her faith rose triumphant over all.

"Weill" said she, "never mind! we have two-pence left—and let us be thankful to God for that, and for a roof above our heads. You take it—it will buy bread for you and the children to-night—and I will go on to bed, for I shan't want any thing—and let us hope that God will provide for to-morrow when it comes." The daughter did accordingly—and that night passed away with its griefs and sorrows. With the early morning came a tap at the door, which the daughter opened. A boy stood before her, who introduced himself somewhat briefly with—" Didn't I bring a box here for an old woman last night?" "Yes, you did!" "Where is she?" "Upstairs." "Then tell her to come down, for I want to see her." Very soon the mother made her appearance, and was greeted with—"Missus,do you know you gave me a half-crown instead of a penny—because you did: and I have brought it back. Here it is." "Yes, my lad, I did—and I am very much obliged to you for bringing it back again. But I want to know how you came to do so, for I thought you told mo you were clemming at home?" "Yes we are very bad off," said the boy, brightening up as he spoke, "but I go to Sunday School, and I love Jesus—and I couldn't be dishonest."

This needs no commenti It is simply an instance of what the power of religion can do, when put to the sorest test; for it was this that overcame the sorrows of poverty and the dread of starvation in the aged Christian, when no earthly help seemed near—and it was this that made the noble boy more than conqueror, in preferring to suffer the pangs of hunger, rather than defile his conscience by a secret sin.

- "This is the victory that overcometh the world, even our faith."

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