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some time, they received both himself and Mrs. Düring, with transports of joy; one of them coming to welcome his arrival, said "Massa, Gloucester Town all cry for you very much : yes, Massa, we want you there very much ; we hungry to see you there again!”

And where is this beloved minister now? He is gone to his rest in the Lord. And is his grave by the side of his own little church among the mountains, where the grateful negro may point it out to his children, as the grave of the beloved missionary who taught him about Christ, and who is now "absent from the body, present with the Lord!” No, he lies in another tomb; the ship in which he was going to visit England for a short time, sailed from Africa, and was seen no more nor was it ever again heard of, and the poor negroes were "hungry" in vain for the return of their minister.

It is most probable, that the vessel was wrecked in a storm, and that all on board perished. No doubt, through the horrors of the tempest the heart of the missionary was fixed upon Jesus : and perhaps he thought of the time, when amidst the roaring of the waves, He said to his disciples, "it is I, be not afraid." To those who love the Lord,

"to depart and be with Christ is far better." The time will come when the "sea shall give up the dead which are in it," then may the missionary meet once more those faithful converts, for whom he laboured, and for whom he prayed; then shall he understand more perfectly than he can understand on earth, "that he which converteth a sinner, from the error of his way shall save a soul from death, and shall hide a multitude of sins."

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It is written in the Bible, "We walk by faith, not by sight;" and this text may be well explained by an account of the instructive and interesting labours of Egede, the Danish missionary in Greenland.

In the early days of English history, when Edward III. was king, there lived on the shores of Greenland, a colony of Danes; what induced them to leave Denmark, their own country, and

go to that cold and desolate region, is not known at this distance of time; they built houses, and churches, and even had a bishop. But Greenland is a very cold country, the ground is covered with ice and snow, so that the fruits, vegetables, and corn, upon which we live, will not grow there, and on that account ships used to come every year from Denmark, although it was such a great way off, to bring them food. This went on for some time, until one dreadful year, a pestilence, which had been gradually spreading all over Europe, reached Denmark; it was a fearful plague called the black death, and such a number of Danish sailors died of it, that there was not one left, who knew how to sail to West Greenland. What became of the people there, whether they died of hunger or not, no one ever discovered. Many hundred years afterwards, in the reign of Queen Elizabeth, some English sailors were sent under the command of a great navigator, to endeavour to reach the place, but when they arrived, they were unable even to get near the land; immense plains of ice, with vast chasms, or openings in it, stretched all along the coast, and prevented the ships from approaching; from their decks, the sailors saw,

or fancied they saw, ruins of the buildings which had once belonged to the poor Danes. Hundreds of years again passed away, and Greenland, and the Christians who had lived there, were once more forgotten; until in the year 1732, a minister of the name of Egede, at Vogen, in Norway, read the story which I have just been relating to you of the colony and its inhabitants; he felt sympathy and pity for their fate, and longed to know more concerning them. In those days, you must remember, the art of navigation was much better understood, than at the time of the Black Death, and there were plenty of sailors, who not only knew the way to Greenland, but had often been there to catch whales. But though ships went there every year for that purpose, no Christians lived there now, nor did any trace of them remain, except the ruins of their churches, scattered about the desolate, and now heathen country. The account that he heard of the misery and the wickedness of the inhabitants affected Egede greatly, for thought he to himself, "Perhaps these wretched people are the descendants of my Christian countrymen !" Those whom we truly pity, we shall wish to assist; and accordingly Egede, soon felt an anxious desire to

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