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BY THE AUTHOR OF "MINISTERING CHILDREN," " THE COTTAGE AND ITS VISITOR," &c. &c. ' Let the inhabitants of the rock sing, let them shout from the top of the mountains." ISAIAH xlii. 11. SEELEY, JACKSON, AND HALLIDAY, FLEET STREET; AND B. SEELEY, HANOVER STREET, LONDON. MDCCCLVI. PREFACE, THE greater part of the materials for the present volume will^Jbe found in a work, published three years ago, entitled " The Memoir of the Rev. W. A. B. Johnson ; " containing the diary and letters of that devoted Missionary. The student of missions will probably still prefer the original volume, gather- ing the separate facts for himself, and forming his own estimate. But a consecutive history being, for the most part, more attractive to the general reader, the preparation of the work in its present form was urged upon the writer, by the Compiler of the Memoir, in the belief that if it led to a more ex- tended acquaintance with so wonderful a work of God, by His Missionary servant, it could not fail to awaken increased interest in missions abroad, and to make known the same regenerating truth at home. The facts not drawn from the work above 5000301 VI PREFACE. mentioned are taken from sources equally to be relied on. In a Diary written for the Committee of a working Society, facts were for the most part related by the Missionary without any other comment than an ascription of praise, or an expression of desire. But in becoming the historian of those facts, it was necessary to remember that, as with the page of Divine Inspiration, so with the page of Divine Providence, it is not the cursory glance, but the attentive contemplation of it, that will make it as a glass, in which we behold the glory of the Lord. In speaking of this African missionary, his second Christian name of Augustine has been chosen, because of its interesting and familiar association with the evangelical Bishop of Hippo, the light of Africa in the fourth century. The annalist of Regent's Town is deeply sensible of the privilege of recording its history. It may be that the interest awakened by " Sunrise in the Tropics," will incline many an eye to look back to the Morning Star as seen from the Mountain Valley heralding the dawn of Light for Africa. CONTENTS. Page CHAP. I. A LAND OF TROUBLE AND ANGUISH 1 II. THE MESSENGER OF PEACE 15 III. A GARDEN WHICH HATH NO WATER 33 IV. THE HAND OF THE LORD 53 V. THE QUICKENING SPIRIT 75 VI. "LENGTHEN THY CORDS" 99 VII. THANKSGIVING AND THE VOICE OF MELODY 113 VIII. AFFLICTION AND SORROW 133 IX. FRUITS OF RIGHTEOUSNESS 157 X. THE SABBATH A DELIGHT 177 XI. PATIENT CONTINUANCE IN WELL-DOING 193 XII. GLOKY, AND HONOUR, AND IMMORTALITY 207 XIII. AN EVERLASTING SIGN 241 anfr " O let the sorrowful sighing of the prisoners come before thee ; according to the greatness of thy power, preserve thou those that are appointed to die." Psalm Ixxix. 12. CHAPTER I. "A LAND OF TROUBLE AND ANGUISH." AFRICA ! The echo of the curse uttered four thousand years ago upon her people's first pro- genitor, seems, to the listener's saddened heart, to reverberate still from her mountain summits and along her billowy shore " Cursed be Canaan, a servant of servants shall he be unto his brethren ! " The beautiful Sierras of her western coast are said to have been named Leone because of the tremendous roaring of the thunder over the moun- tain-tops, or from the loud booming of the waves that break upon the shore. Tornados rage in fury ; and a poisonous wind sweeps over the dark forests, breathing disease and death. Yet the land itself has scenes of nature, grand and beautiful. Sierra Leone, its western promontory, is 4 "A LAND OF TROUBLE AND ANGUISH." most beautiful ; mountains, rivers, rocks, and valleys diversify the landscape ; lofty forests clothe the inland mountains with luxuriance ; while the shore is broken by little bays, above which rise the hills, waving with the graceful palm-tree, which here, as every- where, rises its country's blessing; to the poor African it yields meat, drink, and clothing, while its leaves thatch his dwelling, and its outer bark he weaves into baskets and mats. The valleys and the highlands are fertile, inviting the labourer to an abundant increase. And yet, " the land mourneth ! " Do we ask the reason ? Because, "A servant of servants shall he be unto his brethren ." It was a father's curse upon an ungodly son, and four thousand years have witnessed its awful fulfilment. Africa is a land of slavery, the stronger always making war on the weaker, and dragging them into cap- tivity and death. A quiet village rises, parents and children dwell together and eat the labour of their hands ; then suddenly, when the night has sent the tired negroes to their rest, the flames en- circle their village home, the murderous war-cry rouses the sleepers, the fathers rush to defend all that life holds dear, the frantic mothers and their terrified children wait but a little moment and all is over they see their husbands and their fathers dead upon the ground, or bound in iron fetters ; they " A LAND OP TROUBLE AND ANGUISH." 5 see their dreadful foes, freedom is gone for ever, all are slaves ! Led away, they toil to serve some neighbouring king, till death releases them; death too often coming quickly by the relentless murderer's knife. One West -African king, reckoned among their best, watered the grave of his mother with the life - blood of three thousand of these helpless victims ! But this is not the worst. There are those bearing the Christian name, who for centuries have tempted, and some of whom still tempt Africa's poor heathen sons to this inhuman traffic ; who, sinning against light, exceed all the crimes poor Africa perpetrates in her darkness ; who, for filthy lucre's sake, become the agents of the Evil One. These white men steer for the African coast in vessels laden with rum, tobacco, and many European articles ; these they land, and in exchange they require from the Africans thousands of slaves ; it is for this the quiet village is consumed in flames ; for this its poor inhabitants are driven chained together for hundreds of miles to their country's shore, watering their country's soil along their dreadful march with tears and blood, and strewing the agonizing way with the bodies of their dying and their dead ; but when their feet have trod their last upon their native soil, when the white man has received them then their misery is seven -fold more, 6 "A LAND OF TROUBLE AND ANGUISH/' language has no words to express the sufferings of the slave. We only say the white man has wrung from Africa the deepest groans her poor and captived children have sent up to Heaven ; and the Angel of death has records against the white man, which Mercy's own hand folds up until the day of eternal retribution, lest the very hearing of what the African slaves have suffered, should sadden for ever on earth the hearts of those who know what it is to suffer with the suffering ! Yet when the negro women found the white man a stranger in their land, their tenderness proved a well - spring of life to him. Parke, in all his wanderings and wretchedness, found them ever kind and compassionate. And Lidyard his pre- decessor says, "If I were hungry or thirsty, wet or sick, they did not hesitate to perform a generous action. In so free and so kind a manner did they contribute to my relief, that if I were dry, I drank the sweetest draught, and if hungry I eat the coarsest morsel with a double relish." Of the African parent we have but to glance at the history of the slave trade to learn that, as in water face answereth to face, so the heart of the African to the English mother. And of their filial feeling Parke tells us, that he found it a familiar proverb among both the free and the slave negro population, " Strike me, but do not curse my mother ! " "A LAND OF TROUBLE AND ANGUISH." 7 Yet might they truly have said " Behold we die, we perish, we all perish " beneath the white man's in- human will ! Of every thousand victims taken as slaves, one half perished in the first seizure, the march, and while waiting in the barracoons on the coast for the slave ship : one fourth of those embarked in the vessel perished on the passage; of those landed in the plantations, where they were to toil for a foreign master, in a foreign land, one fifth perished in the first year; so that of every thousand, only three hundred survived, on an average, to linger out some few bitter years ; ten on an average, at the most, beneath the pitiless rule of masters, too many of whom were untouched by compassion, unapproached by shame. We remember that it is written, " He shall have judgment without mercy, that hath shewed no mercy." " Every man's judgment cometh from the Lord." " Shall not the Judge of all the earth do right ?" With murder stalking through the land in its most hideous forms, it can hardly be wondered at that he " who was a murderer from the beginning," openly reigns over these poor children of Ham : the Devil is their acknowledged God, and the Devil-house stands beside the clustering tents, as England's church among her cottage homes. Nature teaches them to know and dread the Evil One, but nature brings no tidings of deliverance from his power ; their best hope rises no higher than to propitiate the world's great 8 "A LAND OF TROUBLE AND ANGUISH." murderer; of the world's Redeemer, they had never heard : " How shall they hear without a preacher ; and how shall they preach except they be sent ? " Is then the curse written for ever on Afric's sable brow a servant of servants must he be, and that without hope of release ? Listen, O land of bondage unto death, "Ye shall know the Truth, and the Truth shall make you free ! " " Ethiopia shall soon stretch out her hands unto God ! " then shall all her law be fulfilled in one word " Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself ! '' then shall the outgoings of her morning and evening rejoice, when it is said among the people " THE LORD REIGNETH ! " If the white man filled the cup of African slavery to the brim, drugging it with seven-fold bitter- ness, and making it overflow, the white man also, but with a heart far different, rose as Africa's deli- verer, Africa's protector, Africa's blessing. In the noble soul of Granville Shai*p was planted the seed of African freedom. An English barrister by pro- fession, he honoured England's law of liberty by free- ing it, with years of labour, from the vile abuse of evil practices and evil men until in 1772, it was decided by England's Lord Chief Justice, that it was freedom for a slave to set his foot on England! England then, like England's God, was declared to be " a refuge for the oppressed, a refuge in times of trou- ble;" and that because one of her sons had turned " A LAND OF TROUBLE AND ANGUISH." 9 his penetrating intellect, in obedience to the divine command, to " seek judgment, and relieve the op- pressed." And now behold a blessed sight the negro pressing to the white man's feet, crowding his door, they claim him as their friend, and he was faithful to the sacred trust. From England's law he turned to England's crown, and with no less suc- cess; it was determined to make Sierra Leone, in Africa itself, a free colony for the liberated slave; and there, in the year 1787, the infant tree of African freedom was planted, whose stem shows now so stately and so strong, and whose branches bid fair to shadow the length and breadth of Africa's weary land. After the abolition of the slave trade by the Bri- tish government in 1807, the slave-ships captured by the British flag were brought into the beautiful harbour of Sierra Leone. Here from vessel after vessel thousands of liberated slaves stood again upon their native shore, and found that the white man, and freedom, and Africa, had received them ! Numbers indeed were living skeletons only ; numbers were maimed, never again to stand erect ; in others the cruelty of the oppressor had darkened reason's light for ever upon earth ; and others expired in the friendly arms that bore them to the hospital; but thousands still lived to rejoice ! On being landed at Freetown, the capital of Sierra Leone, they became 10 " A LAND OF TROUBLE AND ANGUISH." subjects of the sovereign of Great Britain ; they were clothed and provided for by the British government, and divided into different villages or small towns, in the colony ; allotments of land were given them, they were also employed and paid by government, and in eveiy way encouraged in the practice of agriculture and useful trades. And now we look upon Sierra Leone as one great nursery-ground, planted by England from no less than forty African nations, the tree of freedom flourishing in the midst, all peaceful and secure. England's crown adopts it, England's statesmen legislate for it, England's laws regulate it, England's sword forgets its scabbard, guarding the high seas round it. But as yet its plants were wild, their fruits were bitter Sin and Death ! England desired that they should bloom for immortality, and yield fruit unto life everlasting ; but for this they must be grafted with a heavenly scion, " This is life eternal, to know Thee, the only true God, and Jesus Christ whom thou hast sent." "Not by might, nor by power, but . by my Spirit, saith the Lord." The sceptre and the sword of England owned the neces- sity of a higher agency, and lifting a voice in silent Africa's behalf, exclaimed, " Come over and help us ! " * Each succeeding governor of the colony gave expression to his anxiety for some adequate * See " Walker's Church Mission in Sierra Leone," pp. 6, 7. ff A LAND OF TROUBLE AND ANGUISH/' 11 provision for the spiritual wants of the people ; while the British government responded, with a cordiality truly paternal, to every appeal for pecuniaiy aid to supply the spiritual or educational necessities of the liberated African. Where, then, shall we turn to meet the servants of the most high God, hastening in reply, to show unto Africa's freed children the way of salvation ? Look across the broad Atlantic, till Africa's vast continent is lost in distance ; pass Spain, and Portugal, and France, as once the prophet Samuel, following the divine election, passed by the goodly elder sons of Jesse, so pass those elder children of the earth, till you reach the ocean isle of Britain. See in that far distant island the uplifted hands, and bended knees that plead with Heaven for Africa. O Love Divine, who can behold the sight, and not discern the fact, that Thou dost make the hearts in which Thou dwellest, in their measure, expansive as Thyself ! In one of that island's cities see a little band of consecrated men assembled, they are the leaders of a Society whose motto of service is, " For Africa and the East ; " whose object is to make known to every perishing heathen the " unsearchable riches of Christ ; " whose desire is to guide every lost idolater into " the way of peace;" whose effort is to bring every slave of Satan and of sin into " the glorious liberty of the sons of God." Surely as you look upon such a work, you A LAND OP TROUBLE AND ANGUISH. will breathe a benediction on it ! And, behold, already on Africa's mountains, " the feet of them that bring good tidings, that publish peace, that bring good tidings of good, that publish salvation, that say, Thy God reigneth I" . Well may we exclaim with the inspired prophet, " How beautiful ! " "All the ends of the world shall see the salvation of our God ! " They know that those fair sierras and those watered valleys are " the white man's grave/' that some short two years may be reckoned upon as the probable average of the missionary's life among them, and yet they come; "They count not their lives dear unto them, so that they may finish their course with joy, and the ministry which they have received of the Lord Jesus, to testify the gospel of the grace of God ! " There then lies Sierra Leone, England's noblest trophy an evergreen myrtle-crown upon her free- born "brow, the home of liberty in a land of slavery, the abode of light in a region of darkness, the shrine of truth in the usurped dominion of " the father of lies!" We will now take a brief survey of the Colony in its present townships. On nearing the land, your eye discerns the lofty mountains, undistinguished from the clouds above them ; but on approaching them, they rise defined before you, in the calm majesty of Nature. The "A LAND OF TROUBLE AND ANGUISH." 13 summits of the higher mountains are clothed with forests, almost impenetrable except to the Gazelle, the Monkey, and the Leopard ; while their base is adorned with a beautiful garland of towering palms. As you enter the harbour, FREETOWN, the capital of the Colony, lies before you in situation as lovely to the eye, as the fact, embalmed in its name, is welcome to the heart. Around Freetown, the capital, lie other towns and villages, in which the liberated slaves have been from time to time located. From Freetown you travel by a pleasant road, bordered by hedges like an English lane, then up a steep mountain ascent, till, on its summit, you reach Wilberforce ; whose very name, like Freetown, tells its blessed origin. From Wilberforce, a wild and lonely moun- tain path, of about two hours' distance, leads you to Regent's Town; this lovely dwelling-place of freedom is situated in a deep mountain valley ; its population, now amounting to several thousands, almost entirely Christian the history of the grace of God bestowed upon it will form the subject of the following pages. Not far from Regent, but out of the line of direct progress, lies the town of Gloucester; passing that by, and continuing our course through the same narrow valley in which Regent lies embosomed in its moun- tain-home, we reach Charlotte Town ; from Charlotte we pass by a low plain to Grafton, and from Grafton by a good road to Hastings and Waterloo. From 14 "A LAND OF TROUBLE AND ANGUISH." Waterloo to Kent, the road skirts the base of moun- tains, still covered with primitive forests. Then returning by boat to the capital, York is visible from the sea ; Kissey and Wellington are both within an easy walk from Freetown. From this brief survey of the field of labour, we turn to contemplate the man whose work in its wildest mountain valley, must bring to all who will "observe" it, a fuller "understanding of the loving- kindness of the Lord." f fee gjmenp 0f f eate. ' The Lord alone did lead him." Deut. xxxii. 12. " Separated unto the Gospel of God." Rom. i. 1. CHAPTER II. THE MESSENGER OF PEACE. IN Hanover, in the year 1787, a boy of eight years old stood in his class at School. It was Monday morning, and the master of the school always ex- pected an account of the Sunday sermons. When this boy of eight years old, Augustine Johnson by name, was asked what he remembered, he repeated a text of Holy Scripture, " Call upon me in the day of trouble ; I will deliver thee, and thou shalt glorify me," he could remember no more. The master said, " That is merely a text ! I have never thought it enough to have only a text remembered." The boy was grieved, so much grieved that he never forgot it. We are looking back on that scene in a Ger- man school, and what do we behold ? the master disappointed, the child distressed. This was all that was visible then ; but the light of the present enables us to read the hidden secrets of the past. That German school-master, by his reproof, uncon- c 18 THE MESSENGER OF PEACE. sciously fastened for ever that nail of divine truth in the heart of the boy ; that living seed of the divine word was securely planted in the depth of the sensitive child's feeling of distress ; that star of divine promise was immovably fixed in the boy's horizon of memory, to shine forth upon him in his night of deepest darkness, casting on his soul the first beam of the Spirit, conviction of sin. Years passed over the German boy, leading him on from youth to manhood, but of these years we have no record ; for when he took the pen to write his history, he stood in the light of eternal truth, and, therefore, looking back on his past years he realized the fact, that all which is not of God is but as a " vain show ; " he saw that even in the life of a saint of the Lord, that only has a blessed reality, that only has a happy duration, which is united with the eternal, immortal, invisible God; that all else must pass away for ever, shrinking up the length and breadth of years, too often, into the briefest intervals of time ; therefore, of his unrenewed life he writes " To go through it, would be long and tedious. I will only say that goodness and mercy have followed me all my days ; and I have been wonderfully and miraculously preserved in many dangers/' The year 1812 found Augustine Johnson a married man ; living in London, and working as a day-labourer at a sugar-refiner's in Whitechapel : THE MESSENGER OF PEACE. 19 provisions were then at their highest price, and the German mechanic found his scanty earnings insuf- ficient for his support. " One evening/' he says, " having nothing to eat, and being almost naked, and my dear wife lying in bed weeping for hunger, which drove me into great distress, I threw myself also on the bed, turning from one side to the other, thinking what I should do. No friend to go to ! " Augustine Johnson was a stranger in a strange land, yet the stranger's God he knew not ! Then in that hour of nature's dark distress, suddenly upon his soul rose that star of heavenly promise, remembered by him in his child- hood, " Call upon me in the day of trouble ; I will deliver thee, and thou shalt glorify me ! " It was the stranger's God that spoke to him, presenting Himself as a friend " a brother born for adversity," bidding the friendless sufferer call upon Him ! But the invitation of the Holy One brought only terror to the unholy sufferer ; the same beam of heavenly light that reveals the God of Mercy, reveals also the sinner's sinfulness, " made manifest by the light ; " and at first the sense of unworthiness to obey the gracious invitation kept the sinner back ; the murmur of ten thousand sins rose up within his soul to oppose the voice of heavenly invitation. He said within himself, " Me call upon God ! Have not I done such things, and committed such sins ? and now call 20 THE MESSENGER OF PEACE. upon God to deliver me ! In short/' he says, " it was as if a book had been opened, and I had read all the sins I had been guilty of ! Oh, what shall I do ! " he cried, " what shall I do ! No worldly prospects, and an angry God ! I was in a despair- ing state. Oh, what a dismal night was this ! " It was the hour of conviction of sin. In such an hour the long-slumbering conscience wakes, and the startled transgressor hears, above all else, its terrible accusations, and can only think of God in His offended holiness. But God, who is rich in mercy, purposed to draw and bind the long-lost wanderer to Himself with bands of love. " God speaketh once, yea, twice ; " whenever His voice has been heard once, and awakened the conscience, we may with hope and expectation wait for it to speak again ; to silence all the despairing doubts of sin, with the constraining power of His infinite love, so it was with Augustine Johnson. That dismal night wore away, but as yet all was darkness and despair in his soul, he had not yet felt the healing wings of the Sun of Righteousness overshadowing him; he went to his work early in the morning, with the feeling, he says, of a madman. Breakfast- time came, the men went to their homes, he felt it was no use for him to go to his, but still he went ; he did not wish it to be suspected that he had no breakfast, so he went. But He who can " furnish a table in the THE MESSENGER OF PEACE. 21 wilderness," had not left the desolate abode; He had visited it in the night-season to convince of sin, and now He still tarried to convince of love. Augustine Johnson saw his wife at the door with a face of happiness instead of tears, meeting him to tell him that breakfast was ready. A lady had taken a house near by ; she had sent for his wife, recom- mended to do so by a neighbouring shopkeeper, she had given her employment, and placed some money in her hands. Deep in his awakened heart sank the sense of the tender mercy of the Lord ; he had light now to see from whence it came ; he says, " My feelings at that moment I cannot well express. The greatest sinner in the world, and God so merci- ful ! My despairing state was turned a little into joy." But it is possible to receive some great unde- served mercy, to feel it a token of Almighty love, and yet not to be set free from the heavy burden of sin. The Divine Life consists of successive steps : " They go from strength to strength," and " the path of the just is as the shining light, that shineth more and more unto the perfect day ; " therefore, though despair was turned a little into joy, still he says, " My sins, my sins laid very heavy upon me. I tried to pray, but I did not know how, or what to say, lest I should add sin to sin. I beheld the world, and I thought there was none that did right. I 22 THE MESSENGER OF PEACE. tried to do good, but I could not bring it into per- formance. Oh, what shall I do ? what shall I do?" Having heard that a prayer-meeting was held in the German Church in the Savoy, every Friday and Monday, he determined to attend. The first evening that he went, Mr. Lehman, a Moravian, gave an exhortation ; he explained the love of Jesus, and exclaimed, " Is there a sinner here, full of sin, and ready to sink under it ? I bid, in the name of Jesus, such an one to come unto Him, for He has said, ' Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest." This was the word of life, " preaching peace by Jesus Christ ! " It is written, " Faith cometh by hearing/' and as Augustine Johnson listened, the heavy burden melted away, the dark cloud rolled from between his soul and his Saviour; he could pray, he felt joy unspeakable and full of glory ; he thought he could have gone to Heaven at once ; he went on his way rejoicing. We may here trace the beauty of the Divine appointment, by which Augustine Johnson first consciously received Christ and Heaven into his own soul, through the preached word, as a never-to-be- forgotten preparation for standing up himself to preach the same freeness and fulness of the love of God, by which, so far as man can judge, souls were THE MESSENGER OF PEACE. . 23 quickened into heavenly life under almost every sermon that he delivered. Having " found the Christ/' he longed to bring his wife unto Jesus ; but he was shown that to bring a soul out of darkness into light, must be accom- plished, " not by might, nor by power, but by my Spirit, saith the Lord of Hosts." Not discouraged, he next laboured to persuade his fellow-workmen to " taste and see that the Lord is good," but they made scorn of and persecuted him; he found again that, " It is not of him that willeth, nor of him that runneth, but of God that showeth mercy." But though as yet no heart responded to his call, we equally recognize in the German mechanic the same indwelling spirit of heavenly love, which spoke in Moses when he said to Hobab, " Come thou with us, and we will do thee good;" the same which spoke in Isaiah, when he exclaimed, " house of Jacob, come ye, and let us walk in the light of the Lord ; " the same which is spoken of by Christ as the utterance of each living member of His church, " The Spirit and the Bride say, Come ; and let him that heareth say, Come ! " Augustine Johnson was learning now, by expe- rience, that fallen human nature has no heart to love the voice of the heavenly charmer, and therefore refuseth to hear it, charm he never so wisely. It was necessary that he should learn this lesson first, that when in after-years the word of the Lord ministered 24 THE MESSENGER OF PEACE. by him proved, day by day, the savour of life unto life unto the souls around him, he might then re- member that it is God alone who, in the day of Hid power, maketh the sinner willing to come unto Him; " that he that glorieth may glory in the Lord." In the following year he was present at a chapel in Fetter Lane when some missionaries were dismissed. One of them declared what God had done for him, and how he was called to the missionary work. It was as iron sharpening iron, till Augustine Johnson's whole soul glowed with a fervent desire to devote himself to the heathen for Christ's sake. " That night/' he says, " was spent in tears ; my feeling was, Oh, could I but go and help them, and tell them of Jesus, how gracious and merciful He is to poor sinners ! O Lord, to thee nothing is impos- sible ! here am I, send me ! " But after a while he turned his eyes earthward, and looked on diffi- culties ; then his desire to go to the heathen faded, and his heavenly light faded with it he walked on in darkness, becoming prayerless and careless. When he was in this state, he heard a sermon in which were the following words, " Are any of you in dark- ness ? examine yourselves, for something is the reason that God hides his face." This led him to enquire, as Job of old, " Shew me wherefore thou contendest with me," and he quickly found that since he had quenched the desire to labour as a missionary, he THE MESSENGER OF PEACE. 25 had been in darkness ; this led him to a fresh sur- render of himself to the will of God. While he now walked in the light of the Lord with Christ in his heart the hope of glory his wife still remained unchanged ; she had no light within her soul, no heavenly hope beyond the grave; she knew and loved only the things of earth. This was her husband's grief. But one day, a sermon which he heard greatly encouraged him in prayer and hope ; and God granted him his heart's desire, and did not deny him the request of his lips : His wife attended on the means of grace; she became convinced of sin, and found the same gracious Saviour able and willing to receive her also. "Now," he says, "I was delivered from a heavy burden, which had caused me to mourn very often; my heart did sing for joy." And now he thought that all was well ; God had heard and answered his prayers, and they might dwell comfortably and happily in England. But the gracious will of God changes not with his people's changeful feelings; and Augustine Johnson soon found that if we resolvedly bury one heaven -given desire, we bury every other heavenly desire with it ; the purpose of God is one unbroken whole ; we can- not separate its parts receiving one and refusing another. To turn from God's will in any particular, is to turn, in that respect, from God Himself, and darkness and deadness of spirit must be the result, 26 THE MESSENGER OP PEACE. like the plant deprived of the sunbeam and the dew. Again, therefore, he was brought very low ; his heart " grew heavy like a stone/' and he could not utter a word in prayer. And now no doubt the enemy of God and man thought his purpose almost gained. He had heard the poor German mechanic's missionary prayers, and seen his missionary tears, and having once " hindered " so mighty a spirit as the Apostle St. Paul, he might think his present victory easy and sure. The Friday evening prayer-meeting came ; Augustine Johnson had no heart for supplication, and felt a great desire not to go ; he lingered, the hour passed by; but while he lingered, and Satan triumphed, some good angel, as of old, laid hold upon his hand, the Lord being merciful unto him, and led him forth ! or, the love of Christ secretly constrained him against his former will, and he went ! The service was partly over, but he arrived in time to hear these words of the exhortation : " If once a desire be laid on the heart by the Holy Spirit, that desire will never be quenched. The individual may try again and again to quench it, but he will never have any rest till it is accomplished." He was now overwhelmed with distress, day and night feeling that he had quenched a desire which the Holy Spirit had kindled within him. At length the same " still small voice " of peace which first awakened his heart in the night of his tern- THE MESSENGER OF PEACE. 27 poral despair, spoke to him again in this his spiritual distress. These words came with power to his soul, " My grace is sufficient for thee, for my strength is made perfect in weakness." This so encouraged him, that he went and spoke to the minister of the chapel he attended ; but having silenced the doubts of his own soul, he had to stand the doubts of his fellow men. "Mr. Stodhart," he says, "made my heart bleed, but did not dismiss me without hope." Mr. Stodhart sent him to a gentleman who promised to name him to the committee of a missionary society. But now that the power of divine grace had triumphed in the heart of this soldier of the cross, and he was all but enlisted for the great battle-field of the heathen world, the enemy, who could no longer hinder him from within, raised up an obstacle to hinder him from without : His wife refused to think of going with him ; but there was no darkness now between his soul and his God, and therefore he could come boldly to the throne . of grace, to find help in this his time of need, and only a few days passed before his wife had as strong a desire to go as he had himself. While waiting on in hope, Mr. During, who was going out as a missionary to Africa, called upon him, and learning his wish to go, promised to name him to Mr. Pratt. In a few days, Mr. Pratt sent for him. And here it is impossible not to pause a moment to congratulate, in retrospect, the Hanoverian mechanic, 28 THE MESSENGER, OF PEACE. that at this crisis, after his long conflict of feeling, the appeal for a missionary's work, on which he had finally resolved, was to be presented to one so capable of judging, so able to appreciate ! We have seen the sensitive temperament of the poor German in his childhood ; we have traced him through hunger and cold, and the .madness of a despairing spirit : we have seen him comforted, then trying to comfort others with the comfort wherewith he himself was comforted of God, but repulsed with coldness and scorn and for him surely the woundings of his fellow -men had a penetrating point ! . Nor was this all ; " without were fightings, within were fears." Nearly three years had passed over him since the struggle of the divine life had begun within him, and as yet he had dwelt solitarily; the means of grace had been richly blessed to him, but the human heart yearns for the personal sympathy, counsel, and en- couragement of those to whom it can look up in the divine life ; and this is seldom withheld ; but of Augustine Johnson it may emphatically be said, " The Lord alone did lead him," and the blessed consequence followed, " there was no strange God with him : " self was dethroned, the creature subser- vient in all things to the Creator, and the world laid low beneath the feet of one who numbered yet but three short years in the school of Christ. We linger with comfort and joy over the thought of this trem- THE MESSENGER OF PEACE. 29 bling recruit for the battle-field of tlie heathen world, standing for approval and acceptance beneath the penetrating and benignant eye of that veteran of the faith Josiah Pratt. A short conversation was all that passed, before a promise was given of naming him to the committee. What needed more when both were standing in the light of Truth ? the Secre- tary of Missions, whose sphere was the world, had more doubtful questions to engage his lengthened enquiry than the fitness of one who now stood before him, so manifestly an epistle of Christ, written with the Spirit of the living God ! But though the expe- rienced father in Christ was satisfied, the inexpe- rienced disciple was not so. Now, when a promise of acceptance appeared, he feared lest he should go unsent ; but he carried all his fears where before he had carried all his desires to his Saviour's feet, and the answer was, Peace ! peace ! Fourteen days afterwards he was called before the committee, to stand among those, amidst whom he has now found his place of rest above, Basil Woodd, William Goode, Josiah Pratt while the be- loved Daniel Wilson, then one of that committee, is still spared to bless the Church Militant. A brief conference seems to have been all that was again found necessary. Augustine Johnson and his wife were to receive a twelve - months' training, and then 30 THE MESSENGER OF PEACE. they were to be sent forth as schoolmaster and schoolmistress to Sierra Leone. We can but sum up the result of that conference in the words of St. Paul, " When James, Cephas, and John, who seemed to be pillars, perceived the grace that was given unto me, they gave to me and Barnabas the right hands of fellowship, that we should go unto the heathen." And now he thought his trials over ; but the faith that was to the last so greatly to glorify God, and benefit the Church, could not be perfected except by exercise ; he was greatly tried, first by the illness of his wife, and then by the returning doubts of his own self -distrustful heart; it was the adversary's last fierce assault, to keep back, if possible, this fervent spirit from invading, in the name of the Lord, his own dark empire of the heathen world. Doubt, once listened to, grew bolder, till it questioned in Augus- tine Johnson's heart the reality of his conversion to God. When, looking off from Christ, he looked upon himself, all his past experience appeared but a dream and an imagination ; and he resolved to go to Mr. Pratt the next morning and give all up. Had he gone, that man of God would doubtless have dis- cerned the true state of the case, arrested the refusal, and applied the heavenly remedy ; but this was not needed, for that veiy night the divine Master, as once of old, appeared upon the troubled wave ; in a dream, THE MESSENGElt OF PEACE. 31 that precious promise, " My grace is sufficient for thee," was powerfully impressed upon his mind, and calmed his fears. And now his thoughts were busy with the place of his destination, Sierra Leone ; and when it came into his mind, a dark cloud seemed to rise before him ; but gleaming through the cloud, like the star of the morning, the promise came into his heart continually, " I will bring the blind by a way that they know that, I will lead them in paths that they have not known ; I will make darkness light before them, and crooked things straight ; these things will I do unto them, and not forsake them." Again and again do we find this directness of communication alluded to, and no doubt it was the case in number- less instances not recorded, for Augustine Johnson walked with God, it could not, therefore, be other- wise ; and we shall trace the same direct and vivifying power in the Divine word ministered by him to the hearts of others his lips touched with the live coal from the altar of atonement, his tongue tipped with its heavenly fire. We may discover also from the gracious dealings of God, in constantly adding as- surance to assurance, pouring in afresh the balm of heavenly consolation, given or applied by the Divine Spirit that all his trembling anxiety, and even his temporary resolution to give up, were not the result of unwillingness, but rather the overstrained feeling 32 THE MESSENGER OF PEACE. of a most sensitive spirit, of which the enemy well knew how to take advantage. In bringing him now to the time of his departure, we have traced proofs, most evident, that he went not " in the energy of the flesh," but ""in the power of the Spirit." On the llth of March, 1816, Germany and England sent forth one of their best and noblest to the heathen world No ; it cannot so be said ; they were, with the exception of that small committee, all unconscious of what they yielded up. " The Lord alone did lead him ! " "Jt barton tojjitft |rat!j n0 13. " They shall come which were ready to perish." Isaiah xxvii. " For the terrible one is brought to nought." Isaiah xxix. 20. CHAPTER III. "A GARDEN WHICH HATH NO WATER." ON Tuesday, April the 30th. 1816, our missionary and his wife entered the harbour of Sierra Leone. He greeted its natural loveliness of situation, poured out a thanksgiving to the God who had brought him in safety to a land he knew not, lifted up a supplication for the love of Jesus to be shed abroad afresh within his heart, and then, bidding the ocean-waves farewell, he turned to the welcome that awaited him on shore. If we looked upon him with congratulating pleasure when the good hand of his God led him to the guar- dianship of that father of the Church, Josiah Pratt, to be strengthened, instructed, dismissed by him and his brethren in the Lord, truly again may we rejoice on his behalf, that on Africa's shore stood Edward Bickersteth ! Mr. Bickersteth was then on a visit of six weeks to the colony, for the purpose of making missionary regulations there, and bringing a report to the Society at home. Those to whom the beaming countenance, so expressive of wakeful kindliness, the 36 A GARDEN WHICH HATH NO WATER. heaven -ward aspect of the mind, and still more the heart of overflowing love which marked that honoured servant of his Lord, are familiar, will dwell not un- willingly a moment in pleasant thought upon a welcome such as he would give, to one who came to Africa constrained by the love of Christ. We linger, even as over the comfort expressed in apostolic writings, when the elder in Christ met the younger in the faith, and strengthened his hands in God. Mr. Bickersteth was not slow to perceive the value of the man he had welcomed to Sierra Leone; he says, in one of his letters, " I am much pleased with what I have seen in Mr. Johnson; there seems a deadness to the world, and a devotion of heart to the cause, which are likely to make him a blessing where God's providence shall place him." This Christian fellowship was never broken, never shadowed ; all through the devoted labours of Augustine Johnson's missionary life, every letter of thankful response, of counsel, encouragement, and comfort addressed to him from the committee at home, bears one or both of the signatures, " JOSIAH PRATT. EDWARD BICKERSTETH." Among the mountains of Sierra Leone, some miles distant from Freetown, the capital of the colony, there lay a lovely valley, a most romantic spot, sur- A GARDEN WHICH HATH NO WATER. 37 rounded by lofty mountains, one rearing its head above another, and covered with trees and brush- wood continually green. Streams descended in dif- ferent directions from the narrow cliffs; forming, when united, a large brook, which ran through the middle of the valley ; on the banks on either side was a meadow always verdant. This wild and lovely valley went formerly by the name of Hog-brook, from the number of wild hogs frequenting the place ; but the governor of Sierra Leone fixed upon it as a suitable spot for one of the many villages among which the liberated slaves were divided, and called it Regent's Town. The governor had placed fifteen hundred liberated negroes as inhabitants of this valley ; their huts were built on both sides of the stream the cattle given them were to feed in its pastures, while around the town lay the farms which they were to cultivate. From these farms eight mountains reared their heads, and formed a chain around the spot. It was this negro-town that was placed, by Mr. Bickersteth and the governor, entirely under Mr. Johnson's spiritual and temporal care. It will be remembered that he had been sent out only as a schoolmaster, but a schoolmaster was the utmost that England could give to many a one of these free negro villages ; and even a schoolmaster was more than she could often find to supply these quickly-multiplying negro towns, amid the ravages of death among the devoted band who laboured there. 38 A GARDEN WHICH HATH NO WATER. When Augustine Johnson was informed that Regent's Town was to be committed to his care, he says in his journal, " I cannot express what my heart felt at that moment ! Mr. Nylander informed me how many negroes there were at that place, which gave me great joy, notwithstanding the misery he also pointed them out as being in. I was fully con- vinced that if God the Holy Spirit stopped them, as it were, in their mad career, although some of the wildest cannibals in Africa, they cannot any longer resist." And writing to Mr. Pratt, of the place of his appointment, he says, "Well, I will go in the strength of the Lord ; I will teach them to read, and tell them of Jesus." On the night of June 19, 1816, he slept for the first time among the negroes of his charge ; lying on the ground covered with a blanket, while the rain penetrated through the roof of the hut which he had hoped would shelter him. "On looking narrowly into the actual condition of the people entrusted to his care, he felt great discouragement : Natives of twenty -two different nations were here collected together, and a considerable number of them had been but recently liberated from the holds of slave- vessels; they were greatly prejudiced against one another, and in a state of continual hostility ; with no common medium of intercourse but a little broken English. When clothing was given them, they would A GARDEN WHICH HATH NO WATER, 39 sell it or throw it away, and it was not found possible to induce them to wear it, till led to do so by the example of Mr. Johnson's servant -girl. In some huts ten of them were crowded together, and in others even fifteen or twenty. Many of them were ghastly as skeletons, and six or eight sometimes died in one day. Superstition in many forms tyrannized over their minds ; many devil - houses sprung up, and all placed their security in wearing greegrees. Scarcely any desire of improvement was discernible ; for a considerable time there were hardly five or six acres of land brought under cultivation ; and some who wished to cultivate the soil were deterred from doing so by the fear of being plundered of the pro- duce. Some would live in the woods apart from society ; and others subsisted by thieving and plun- der ; they would steal fowls, ducks, and pigs from any one who possessed them. In the first week of his residence among them, Mr. Johnson lost thirty fowls." * Of the Eboe nation, the most savage of all, the report goes on to state that, ' ' about forty of them had been placed under a course of military instruc- tion at Bance Island, " but they were discharged as intractable, and sent to Regent's Town ; here they soon gave proof of almost incredible brutality/' Such were the people among whom Augustine Johnson was called to labour; in his journal he says, * Twentieth Report of the Church Missionary Society. 40 A GARDEN WHICH HATH NO WATER. te These poor people may indeed be called the off- scouring of Africa. But shall I despair now ? No ! the first shall be last, and the last first ! Who knows whether the Lord will not make his power known among these poor depraved people with Him nothing is impossible. Let me go then and tell them of Jesus. His grace is sufficient for the vilest of the vile, for the chief of sinners : yes, it is suffi- cient for the vilest cannibal ! The greatest part of these poor people have lately arrived from slave- vessels, and are in the most deplorable condition, chiefly afflicted with the dropsical complaint. To describe the misery would indeed be impossible. Oh may the Lord hold me up and I shall be safe under these difficulties which are apparently before me ! " The naturally depraved hearts of these poor heathens had passed under the brutalizing cruelties of the slave-trade ; all native kindliness of disposition had been consumed in misery's furnace "The sorrow of the world worketh death ! " and such was the sorrow of the heathen slave. With all the ties of kindred wrenched by the rudest hand asunder, with all the associations of life broken up, here were planted side by side those who in their native terri- tories had been hostile each to the other ; wretched- ness and discord could only be the natural result. All the generosity of the British crown, all the bravery of British seamen, all the care of British A GARDEN WHICH HATH NO WATER. 41 legislators, must have failed to accomplish any per- manently happy result, if human effort had not recognised the need of heavenly grace, and provided means by which the hearts of these poor liberated slaves might be watered with the life-giving Word of that Almighty Saviour, who was "sent of God to heal the broken-hearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty them that are bruised, to preach the accept- able year of the Lord." And now among them stood the messenger of the Lord of Hosts, and we are called to watch the breathing of the Divine Wind over these slain of sin and Satan, until they live unto God, and stand upon their heavenward feet, an army of the righteous ! Augustine Johnson was given to these poor re-captured slaves as a temporal and spiritual father ; he was to regulate their places of abode, mark out their land, appoint their trades, superintend their public works, give out their food, distribute their clothing, settle their disputes, instruct them in heavenly know- ledge, visit them in sickness, direct them in difficulty in short do all for them that such suffering, destitute, ignorant creatures needed, and that could be done for them by a fellow man ! And we shall see that as with the youthful prophet of old, " The Lord was with him, and did let none of his words fall to the ground." But he was first to test and prove, the universal 42 A GARDEN WHICH HATH NO WATER. fact, that the natural mind has no response to the Heavenly call. " God," by His servants, " speaketh once, yea twice, yet man perceiveth it not." If the Apostle Paul ceased not to pray for his Ephesian converts, that the eyes of their undei-standing might be enlightened, that they might know the hope of the calling of God, how utterly darkened must these poor West African slaves remain, until God, who commanded the light to shine out of darkness, should shine into their hearts, to give the light of the know- ledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ ! But the " earthen vessel," by whom ' ' this treasure " was to be conveyed to them, already stood among them, though as yet they knew it not. The Missionary writes, " When I first went among them, I told them why I came. I was not come to use them cruelly, as they had before been used, but I was come to tell them how they might be saved, and enjoy eternal happiness through Jesus Christ. They gave little heed to me, though I visited them from day to day ; and to my great mortification, on Sunday only nine hearers came, and these almost naked. I was much discouraged ; however, I went the next week and told them why I came ; and tried to persuade them to come and hear God's Word; and that if they desired to learn to read God's Book, the Bible, I would instruct them." His second Sabbath dawned upon Augustine A GARDEN WHICH HATH NO WATER. 43 Johnson among his negro people, July 14, 1816. The only place in which he could as yet meet them was his own house ; there, while the early morning breathed over the hills, they came, assembling to his early family prayers between five and six o'clock : they now surrounded the white man who had come from afar, not to make them captives, but to lead them into the glorious liberty of the sons of God. A hymn was sung, and part of Jeremiah xlvi. explained, "Behold, I will save thee from afar off, and thy seed from the land of their captivity." Another hymn was sung, and then they knelt around the stranger, while he poured forth his soul in prayer for them. And now the diffi- culty was not to win but to dismiss them ; the whole day was spent in repeated services, the negroes crowd- ing around the dwelling which could receive only a few within. Monday, July 15. At day-break the house was full again, their teacher read to them of the Saviour at Samaria's well and his work of mercy there. At nine o'clock his schools opened; he says, " to my surprise, but it was a pleasant surprise, I was so happy as to see ninety boys and fifty girls. I was at a loss how to begin with so many. They had never seen a book, and having such a large number at once, I knew not what to do. However, I selected twelve of the most promising-looking boys and taught them the first four letters, according to Bell's System ; when they knew these, I divided the 44 A GARDEN WHICH HATH NO WATER. whole into twelve classes, and made one teach each class. When they had taught their respective classes I taught these boys four other letters, till they had surmounted the whole Alphabet." At six o'clock in the evening, he opened his schools for adults, when thirty-one men, and twelve women attended. At eight o'clock, the hour for evening prayer, the number increased. The missionary read and explained to them the twelfth chapter of St. Luke, " How much more shall your heavenly Father give the Holy Spirit to them that ask Him." Then night again descended on the mountains and the valley, where the missionary had now fairly commenced his labour of love. Writing to Mr. Pratt, after giving an account of the beginning of his work, he continues, " Though people will say that the Africans are like a tornado, which comes all at once and is soon over, nevertheless the Lord Jesus is able to give them a desire to read his Holy Word, and if He give the desire it certainly will continue." He goes on to say, " It rains here almost continually. I came before this house was repaired, and I was obliged to sleep on the ground fourteen nights covered with a blanket ; sometimes the blanket was damp and wet in the morning, but blessed be God, I have not felt the least injuiy. The present house in which we are now, is a mud-house, but it is dry, and as soon as the church is finished, his excellency the Governor A GARDEN WHICH HATH NO WATER. 45 has been pleased to grant that a house shall be built for me, before this present one is broken down." The Missionary's labours soon became so great that he had scarcely an hour to himself from one Sunday to another. A captured slave-ship arrived in the harbour of Sierra Leone, and he had to receive a thousand of its suffering human cargo. So incessant were now the claims upon him, for his great family of two thousand five hundred negroes, that he says, " Some- times I was on the point of giving up all, but the prospect of bringing them to a crucified Jesus enabled me to endure/' Scholars, both children and adults, increased continually ; and so did the numbers who attended the three Sabbath services, and the daily morning and evening prayers and exposition. In the month of August a stone church capable of holding five hundred people was covered in, providing him at length with a building in which to assemble both children and people. He had the pleasure of seeing it quite full ; and the poor negroes began to make a great improvement in industry, and an effort to clothe themselves in order to come neat to church. It must have been a beautiful sight to the Missionary's eyes, when at the dawn of day, and again before the sun went down, the church-bell sounded through the valley's length and breadth and up the lofty mountains' slopes, and the negroes answering its invi- tation came in their English clothing, hastening to the 46 A GARDEN WHICH HATH NO WATER. house of prayer. Only a few months before, when he first stood among them, every heart around him was as a waste howling wilderness ; now at least it could be said, there was a promise concerning " the life that now is." But the Missionary looked onward to the life that " is to come ;" and his eye as yet wandered anxiously and vainly over the black faces assembled before him, in hope to see one kindling gleam of heavenly love that might encourage him to think the soul within was won for Heaven. Sometimes, when the service was over, one and another would come to speak with him, then for a moment expectation brightened within him, but it proved to be only a request for a garment, or for the supply of some tem- poral necessity ; the Missionary heard in sadness, then turned away to labour on, to hope against hope, and pray for faith and patience. No voice of experienced encouragement fell on his ear in his mountain-home, and it was difficult for him to search the Sacred Scrip- tures for himself alone, having continually to look therein for his people's instruction. But need he despond, because after he had ' ' reasoned of righteous- ness, temperance, and judgment to come," the poor African asked a garment for his body ? Not if he had remembered that the first disciples, in whose hearts the words of the Lord were enshrined, turned from the most affecting service ever celebrated on earth, A GARDEN WHICH HATH NO WATER. 47 to dispute among themselves on the desired possession of pre-eminence ! Should we not have said of those disciples, in disappointment and despair Alas ! such spirits must be earthly and only earthly still ! He who knew what was in man judged far otherwise ; we may surely therefore take comfort, and not seldom hope that a sense of the soul's necessities may be gathering deep within the heart, when as yet the bodily wants alone find expression on the lips. c ' Though it tarry, wait for it ; because it will surely come, it will not tarry" and even now we reach its fulfilment. In October of the same year, 1816, he writes :n his journal : " One evening a shingle-maker, Joe Thompson, followed me out of church, and iesired to speak to me. I was in some measure cast down, thinking he wished to speak to me for slothing. However, with astonishment, I found that he was in deep distress about the state of his soul. He said, that one evening, he had heard me ask the congregation, if any one had spent five minutes that day in prayer to Jesus, or in the past day, week, month, or ever ? He was struck with it, and could not answer the question for himself. He had heard the present and future state of the wicked explained, he could answer nothing, but that he was wicked ; after that, all the sins which he had ever done before had entered into his mind. He had tried to pray, but he 48 A GARDEN WHICH HATH NO WATER. could not, he would therefore ask me what he should do to save his soul. "What I felt at that moment is inexpressible. I pointed him to a crucified Jesus, and tears ran down his cheeks. I was obliged to leave him, for I could scarcely contain myself. I went home and thanked God for having heard my prayers. " The following week several more came in like manner to me, which removed all doubts and fears at once, and I had such an assurance that God had sent me to preach the unsearchable riches of Christ to the Gentiles, that there was no more room left for me to doubt. " I went to Mr. Butscher at Leicester Mountain (another of the freed negro districts in Sierra Leone) and begged him to come and baptize them, which he did. Twenty-one adults, one boy, and three infants, captured negroes, were baptized. I examined them one by one, and I was astonished to hear in what manifold and wondrous ways God had revealed him- self to these poor people. Several more came soon after, and in January the number amounted to forty- one communicants/' Of one individual of this number we cannot but give Mr. Johnson's detailed account. "The doctor who attends the captured negroes and resides at this place, a man of colour, educated in England, and known by the name of Macaulay A GARDEN WHICH HATH NO WATER. 49 Wilson, has lately attended Divine Service. I ob- served that he came almost every morning and paid ine a visit, which he did not before ; and he seemed very much cast down. Last Friday I went to Sierra Leone, in order to attend the examination of the schools before his excellency the Governor, when the doctor offered his company to go with me. While passing through the mountains he said that he wished to speak to me a few words. I desired that he would speak on ; and he said that one Sunday afternoon I had spoken on these words, ' The blood of Jesus Christ, his Son, cleanseth us from all sin. 3 Since that time he could find no rest ; he had often come in the morning in order to acquaint me with it, but had been kept back : could I not give him some advice, for he had been notoriously wicked ? " I replied, that I could give him no other advice than to come to Jesus ; 'His blood cleanseth from all sin ! ' He has since attended family prayer (which was held morning and evening in the church), and has found comfort through that passage, 'Come now, let us reason together, saith the Lord ; though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow ; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool/ This circumstance may prove a blessing to the Bullom nation, as he is the son of King George of Yongroo, and is expected to be king after the death of his father, and has great influence over the 50 A GARDEN WHICH HATH NO WATER. Bullom natives. ' Oh ! magnify the Lord with me, and let us exalt his name together/ '' The heads of one of Augustine Johnson's ad- dresses on a Sunday, when the governor of the colony and some other gentlemen were present, will give at once an idea of the simplicity and clearness of his way of setting forth the truth of the Gospel. The text was, 1 Cor. ii. 2 : " Jesus Christ, and him crucified." He enquired, 1 . Who is Jesus Christ ? 2. What has Jesus Christ done ? 3. What is Jesus Christ doing now ? 4. What is Jesus Christ going to do ? On Saturday evenings a private prayer-meeting was held, at which he had the unspeakable comfort of hearing some of his native converts lead the sup- plications of their countrymen, and, as he describes it, " wrestle with Jesus." To Mr. Pratt, writing of this evening prayer-meeting, he exclaims : " Believe me, dear sir, I have experienced moments here in this desert which I cannot express. Yes, moments when I forgot that I was still in the flesh ! Though the climate is very unhealthy, perhaps the worst in the world, and who knows but I may have only a short time to stay here ; nevertheless, I shall have to bless God throughout eternity for sending me here. I cannot help admiring the governor's anxiety to do good to the poor Africans. During A GARDEN WHICH HATH NO WATER. 51 the rainy and unhealthy season, his excellency has visited us once, twice, and sometimes three times a week. His excellency was pleased to give an order to build a gallery in the church as soon as possible, in order to make more room Our schools have been prosperous 144 boys, 20 girls, and 50 adults." At the close of this year, 1816, Mr. Renner, the senior missionary in West Africa, paid a visit to Regent's Town ; writing to Mr. Pratt soon after, he says : " I spoke morning and evening in the church to a people that seemed to be devout indeed. Judg- ing by appearance, these are they that take the king- dom of Heaven by violence. The temporal and spiritual work of our brother is no doubt great and laborious among these people ; but to Johnson all is easy and full of pleasure." of " I will plant in the wilderness the cedar, the shittah-tree, and the myrtle, and the oil-tree ; I will set in the desert the fir-tree, and the pine, and the hox-tree together : that they may see, and know, and consider, and understand together, that the hand of the Lord hath done this, and the Holy One of Israel hath created it." Isaiah xli. 19, 20. CHAPTER IV. " THE HAND OF THE LORD." AFRICA had received the fulfilment of this pro- mise the cedar had been planted in her wilderness. The children of her land, in nature's ungrafted wild- ness, knew their life only as a space of time, more transient than their forest flowers, which, though they bloom and fade, yet does their root remain to shoot forth in fresh beauty; but the poor African died he gave up the ghost, and where was he ? None could answer ; they had no hope of immor- tality, nor light beyond the grave. But the cedar had been planted in the midst of this African valley ; there stood one of the sons of God, whose life was linked inseparably with the life of the Eternal by the Lord's unchangeable word, " Because I live, ye shall live also," one who could triumph over death, and confidently ask of the grave, " Where is thy vic- tory ? " But Augustine Johnson stood not in Africa's valley as the cedar alone beautiful in its unfading 56 THE HAND OF THE LORD. but solitary verdure. God had said, " I will plant in the wilderness the oil-tree/' and such was he made of God to be to the perishing souls around him ; he ministered to them the life-giving words by which their vessels were supplied, and their lamps kindled into a burning and a shining light, by which the grave was illumined as the portal of glory as the chamber prepared for putting off " this corrupt- ible" and "putting on incorruption," (1 Cor. xv.) " The hand of the Lord had done this." Busy in his London toil, the German mechanic thought not of Africa, nor of Africa's Redeemer; but the Lord, who said of Saul of Tarsus, " He is a chosen vessel unto me, to bear my Name before the Gentiles," no less effectually arrested Augustine Johnson, and gave unto him the word of reconciliation, to testify unto the heathen the gospel of the grace of God. Saturday evening became a time strongly marked at Regent' s Town, by instances of deep conviction of sin and awakening of heart to God : and soon tidings reached the missionary that the holy men who sent him and his fellow -labourers forth, had been and still were devoting one hour of that evening in united supplication to God in behalf of Africa. By means so direct was the missionary encouraged and strength- ened in looking up to God. The doctor, son of the Bullom king, filled the office of clerk on Sunday ; and continuing to grow THE HAND OF THE LORD. 57 in grace and in the knowledge of Jesus Christ, he proved a great help in the work of the Lord. One evening the missionary was detained unexpectedly at a neighbouring station ; at the fall of day two hun- dred of the negro people assembled as usual for " family prayer" in the church, but their teacher was not there; then the doctor came forward and took the teacher's place. Mrs. Johnson, who was present, says, that he gave a most affecting exhorta- tion ; persuading the people to give their whole hearts to Jesus Christ so quickly did " the planting of the Lord " bud and blossom and breathe heavenly fra- grance on its native air ! At this time, Tamba, one of the liberated slaves, was brought in repentance and prayer to his divine Redeemer's feet ; he afterwards became so faithful a " fellow-labourer unto the kingdom of God " that it is most interesting to mark him as one of the first- fruits of that mountain valley, before the ministerial office invested the faithful schoolmaster. At this time, also, one of the children from Mrs. Johnson's school was called away by death ; 300 of the negro people followed the black girl to her grave, over which many tears were shed by them ; for she was beloved of all who knew her, and the missionary could look Heavenward and rejoice in hope that his departed scholar was gathered to the skies. 58 THE HAND OP THE LORD. It had now become evident to all that the schoolmaster of Regent's Town was called of God "to do the work of an Evangelist." Therefore the committee of the Church Missionary Society in England, expressed their desire that the ordained German missionaries should confer with Mr. Garnon, an English clergyman, then chaplain at Freetown, the capital of the colony : and, if it appeared ex- pedient to them all, ordain Augustine Johnson as a Lutheran minister. These servants of God assuredly gathering that the Lord had called the schoolmaster of Regent's Town, to preach the unsearchable riches of Christ, he was ordained to the sacred office by his three German brethren, Renner, Butscher, and Wenzel, on the 31st of March, 1817, eleven months from the day of his landing on Africa's shore ; while Mr. Pratt expressed, by letter, the joy of the Society at home in the success of his labours ; and the hope they felt from such cheering evidence of the Lord's presence and favour, that a brighter day was dawning for Africa than she had yet seen. Many anxious questionings and sorrowful thoughts had oppressed the heart of the missionaiy as he looked on the responsibility he was about to enter upon : " but/' he finally says, with that beautiful simplicity that adorned his Christian life, " 1 Cor. i. 25-29, re- moved all ! " On Easter Sunday, April 6, 1817, Augustine THE HAND OF THE LORD. 59 Johnson first preached the gospel of Christ as an ordained pastor. It pleased God to pour out the Spirit of grace and supplication so powerfully upon the listening people, that many among them, unable to restrain the overwhelming sense of feelings so strangely new, wept and prayed aloud. This con- tinued through the services of the day, and in the evening prevailed to so great an extent, that the newly-ordained pastor, quite unable to restrain his own or his people's feelings, was compelled to leave them in the church ; he retired to the solitude of his home, but still his ear and his heart were penetrated with the cry of his weeping people. Blessed be God, it was not now the groan that but a short time before broke on the merciless ear of the man-stealer, from these children of captivity ; no, it was a cry to the Father of mercies, who is rich unto all who call upon Him ! Only a few months before, the Mission- ary's anxious eye had sought in vain for one tear of contrition, vainly had he listened for one sigh of re- pentance, and now he sees his people prostrate, ar- resting the prayers of their pastor by their own agonised supplications to Heaven. Well may it remind of the promise, " Prove me now herewith, if I will not open the windows of Heaven, and pour you out a blessing that there shall not be room enough to receive it." These outward manifestations of feeling continued at times for long after; the Missionaiy 60 THE HAND OF THE LORD. used every suitable method to restrain them, and the doorkeepers were ordered to convey at once from the church every one so overcome, in order to prevent interruption to the congregation. Africans accus- tomed from their birth to express every feeling with vehement emotion, poor captured slaves whose every sense and every affection had been pierced, wounded and torn, hearing from their pastor, on Easter-day, of the love "which passeth knowledge," of One who died for our sins, and rose again for our justification, can we wonder that the weight of a love so great overcame the negro or that sometimes the mention only of the name of JESUS woke their hearts' response in " strong crying and tears ? " May we not rather wonder that the declaration of Infinite love often falls so lightly on our ears, so coldly on our hearts, as if our ears could not be penetrated, our hearts could not be moved ! Tears and lamentations were not the only proof given of awakened souls. So eager were these poor Africans to hear the Word of Life, the gospel of their salvation, that on Sundays when the church-bell sounded out its summons, it called to those already come, the church being filled an hour before the time of service ! The bell was needless, but still it woke the mountain echoes, and filled the valley with the only sound, save that of prayer and praise, that broke the Sabbath stillness. The gallery built by the governor's order was finished, THE HAND OF THE LORD. 61 and accommodated 200 ; but still there was not room ; therefore a large addition to the church at the eastern end was now resolved upon. The schools were nourishing. By May 1817, six men and three women had learned to read the New Testament ; their minister asked one of the men how he liked his new book ? he replied, " I cannot thank the Lord Jesus Christ enough for this good Book, for I HAVE SEEN MYSELF IN IT." On the 4th of May, Augustine Johnson, for the first time, administered the Holy Communion of the Body and Blood of Christ to above fifty of his people, all of whom only a year before were in heathen dark- ness all of whom had received the knowledge of their Divine Redeemer through him all of whom looked up to him as their father in Christ. What must he not have felt ? Did he think upon the hour when first the divine promise sounded through the depths of his soul, " Call upon me, and I will answer thee ? " Did he think upon the day when fellow- workmen in favoured England turned in scorn from his entreaties to them to come unto Christ ? Or did he remember the night when, having resolved to give up his missionaiy appointment, judging himself inca- pable of it, the word of the Lord, in its " still small voice " of assurance, came to him in a dream, " My grace is sufficient for thee ! " What the feelings of the Heaven-sent, Heaven-blessed missionary were, no 62 THE HAND OF THE LORD. pen can tell ; the God who sent him knew, and none beside. He tells us himself that it was a season accompanied by many tears, tears doubtless that spoke a language words could not utter. But the cup of heavenly blessing was mingled with the need- ful bitterness of trial ; Mrs. Johnson had a dangerous illness; and several of his people went back for a time from their Christian profession, but only for a time ; they all returned again ; and the missionary adds, " it was a heavy trial for me, and I believe for all the communicants, but we have now to confess at large that this also has worked together for our good." The missionary was not slow to call into exercise in the hearts of his converts the new-born principle of heavenly love ; he knew that the secret of heavenly increase is heavenly exercise ; he therefore proposed to his assembled people that they should institute among themselves a benefit society, to which each should subscribe a halfpenny a-week, for the relief of the sick among them. This was a proposal quite foreign to all African experience ; but these poor negroes had drunk at the well-spring of heavenly love, and therefore they found its streams not strange or unnatural to their taste. One of their number rose, and taking up their minister's proposal said, " Dat be very good ting, broders. Suppose one be sick, all be sick ! Suppose one be well, all be well ! " THE HAND OF THE LORD. 63 Surely he had learned of the same Divine Spirit who inspired 1 Cor. xii. 12-27 ! The benefit society was established, and it tended greatly to increase love and harmony among the people. Evidence was not wanting that it was truly the Holy Spirit's work among these rescued slaves. Ig- norant of the experience of all others, they gave expression in the simplest and most forcible language, to their varying sense of a newly-awakened conscious- ness. One who had lately been effectually called from the depths of sin, when asked by the missionary, " Well, how is your heart now ? " replied, " Massa, my heart no live here now my heart live there ! " pointing to the skies. In the November of this year the missionary himself was ill for a short time, and a cloud through the week overshadowed his spirit ; he was doubtful how far it would be possible for him to conduct the services of the Sabbath, and he exclaimed, " Oh that the light of His countenance would shine upon me, and that He would prepare me for the Sab- bath-day ! " On Saturday evening he met his people at the usual prayer-meeting, and the burdened spirit of the missionary found sympathy in the confessions of his people. John Sandy said, " Once me see light; but now me have no light, no peace ; my bad heart brings me into all these troubles. I don't know what I must do. 'I can't tell if I am on the way to hell or heaven ! " The missionary passed a suffering 64 THE HAND OF THE LORD. night, comforted by the thought, " There remaineth a rest for the people of God/' At six o'clock on the Sabbath morning he held the early prayer-meeting ; at ten o'clock the church was crowded for morning service ; he preached on the words, " Faint, yet pur- suing." Being greatly fatigued, he proposed that his people should have their afternoon prayer-meeting among themselves, which they did. Oh think upon the scene ! Here in this mountain-valley, gathered from the waste howling wilderness of heathen hearts and heathen passions here Africa's children knelt alone in supplication to Africa's God, Ethiopia stretched out her hands unto Him ! Who can doubt that, mingled with personal and national petitions, were prayers for their father in Christ ? And who can doubt that, as in answer to the Prophet's prayer, at the beginning of their supplication, the gracious word came forth ? for their pastor tells us that that evening when preaching to his people, darkness fled away, and his heart did sing for joy. Captain Welsh, of the brig Pyrennees, spent Sunday, November 23, at Regent's Town. When the bell rang the first time, the church was already full, and some were sitting outside on boards. The missionary and his visitor could not enter by either door; at length, with difficulty, they entered through the tower. The Missionary preached from John v. 6 : " Wilt thou be made whole ?" Captain Welsh said THE HAND OF THE LORD. 65 afterwards, " I have seen to - day what I never saw before. What would not our friends in London give for such a sight ! " Then turning to Augustine John- son, he said; " God has blessed your labours beyond description. I have heard of your success, but I would not have believed that it was so great ! " At the evening prayer-meeting on Saturday, Nov. 29, the Missionary read to his people a letter from Mr. Pratt; and then four of the native communicants addressed the assembly in behalf of the Church Mis- sionary Society. Wednesday evening in the following week, was fixed on for a general Church Missionary meeting. Their minister says that he had been much harassed with unbelief through the previous week, but all was removed that night ! How could it be otherwise, when he saw the warm life-giving beams of the Sun of Righteousness, enkindling the hearts of his converts to the exercise of a love that embraced the world. The appointed evening came. The Church was filled at seven o'clock. Previous to the missionary meeting, one was held for prayer, as was usual on that evening. Their minister then spoke on behalf of the heathen, after which no less than seventeen of the communicants addressed the meeting in their broken English. Who that two years before had seen these men, emaciated, fettered, degraded slaves, unloaded from the hold of the dreadful slave-ship, could 66 THE HAND OF THE LORD. have imagined such a scene as that we now describe ? Their free safe homes within this lovely mountain village ; met within the hallowed precincts of a sanc- tuary dedicated to the Lord Jehovah, who has said " My House shall be called a House of prayer for all nations/' there deliberating on how they might aid in emancipating a fallen sin -enslaved world ! This is the Lord's doing and marvellous in our eyes. When the seventeen speakers had ended, and the eloquence of their broken English music to listening angel ears had died away upon the walls but sunk into the hearts of the assembled Africans when this speaking was over, then came the doing. Often before, in all the two and twenty nations from which the dwellers in the mountain valley were gathered, had their assembled brethren stirred them up to deeds of blood, of crime, and base idolatry ; but now the strife was only who should be most self-denying in mercy's blessed work ; freely they felt they had received, and they would freely give. The speeches are all ended. Is it now the moment to rush forward with African impulse and give ? These assembled here are, as yet, but children in the faith, and eager- ness belongs to the childhood of every feeling ! No ! the stirring speeches are all ended, but Tamba now comes forward and exhorts his brethren to PRAYER ; he charges " them to pray to God that it might please Him to send some of them to their THE HAND OF THE LORD. 67 country people, to carry the good news of a Saviour to them ! " Not of two years age in knowledge of the truth, and yet how heavenly wise ! he arrests the eagerness of giving by a solemn final appeal, that on their minds may be impressed the thought of GOD His sovereign pleasure and His sovereign power, the efficacy of prayer to Him ; and then He places the negro above money, "that it may please God to send some of us!" The poor slave, who had seen everything valued more than himself, had learned his true position in the world where the true God had placed him ; and lastly " to our country people," first and nearest in this world-wide interest. Must not this convince that there can be no school like Christ's, no teaching like His ! Then Tamba added " I will give two shillings and sixpence ; " the missionary reminded him that the subscription was to be monthly, he replied " I know, Sir ! I will give it every month ;" and several followed his example. By their own arrangement none gave less than twopence a month, to constitute each subscriber a member. One hundred and seven had their names put down as subscribers. Then came the negro children in their happy freedom, with their offerings. One boy begged his minister to take two half-pence. " Where did you get money ? " " Me got three coppers long time, me beg you, Massa, take two, and me keep one \" " As you have had them so long, you had better keep them still ! " but he refused, and the two coppers 68 THE HAND OF THE LORD. were given. So ended the first missionary meeting in Regent's Town; and their Pastor exclaims, "' Bless the Lord, my soul, and forget not all His benefits ! ' Oh what have I enjoyed this night ! Oh what hath God wrought!" The following day, December the fourth, many of the people wished to accompany their minister to an evening prayer -meeting to be held some miles distant at Leicester mountain, where all the mission- aries in the Colony were to meet, to unite in prayer for the spread of the Gospel. At four o'clock they started, three hundred and twenty-one in number, to march through the mountains on foot with their pastor ; Mrs. Johnson, who could not walk, rode on a horse behind. The evening proved one of heavenly refreshment; and as night drew on, they marched back through the mountain-paths ; the men and boys in front, singing as they went that beautiful and ap- propriate hymn, " Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched, Weak and wounded, sick and sore, Jesus ready stands to save you, Full of pity, love, and power ; He is able, He is willing, Doubt no more. ' ' The women and girls followed in another com- pany, singing: " How beauteous are their feet Who stand on Zion's hill, Who bring salvation on their tongues, And words of peace reveal ! " THE HAND OP THE LORD. 69 Thus did the German mechanic tread the hills of Africa, beside the Lord's free men, rescued through his " labour of love " from the temporal and eternal captivity of sin and Satan. O blessed conquest ! happy conqueror ! thy glory and crown of rejoicing will be thine for ever, death cannot rob thee, the grave cannot despoil thee, for thy work has the seal of immortality ! On Saturday the twelfth of December two other missionaries, Mr. Cotes and Mr. During, spent the day at Regent's Town, it being the Sunday in the month on which the Holy Communion was administered; .the morning service passed in comfort ; but in the afternoon one of the missionaries began to preach, when he was suddenly seized with the fever. Mr. John- son had to finish the sermon, and then falling ill him- self with the fever no less suddenly, he was obliged to tell the people that they must keep evening service by themselves. But the faithful Tamba was among them, and others like-minded, and the missionary could lay his burning head upon his pillow without a fear. The poison that lurked for the white man in African air, was not suffered to disable Augustine Johnson until he could say as St. Paul to his converts, ' ( I myself am persuaded of you, my brethren, that ye are able to admonish one another." The Governor sent a medical man over on horseback, the severity of the attack was relieved, and the following Sunday 70 THE HAND OF THE LORD. he stood up again among his people, and set before them in his preaching, The Father's everlasting love, 1st, before Conversion, 2nd, after Con- version. The next day we find the following entry in his journal. Dec. 15. "I heard that William Davis had taken up his Testament, and gone towards Cockle Bay, where many of his country people reside. I suppose that he has gone to speak to them of Jesus." This is all that is said, but how much is in it to arrest and rivet thought and feeling. There is some- thing most beautiful in the simple narration of the fact " Heard that Davis had taken his Testament and was gone." Here was the first " sounding out of the Word of the Lord " from this infant church. We seem in thought to trace the happy negro's steps through the mountain-passes, along the shore, while heavenly love glowed within, above, around him ; and in his hand he held the wondrous record of that love, exceeding all that angels know, and into the blessed mysteries of which they long to look. We see the negro's wondering brethren gathering round him to look upon his Book, and hear him tell of what he had found therein. Such scenes must tempt angelic steps to press around and linger near, when they behold the tidings they brought with great joy to this earth, written by Almighty love on the hearts, and breathed from the lips, of those who, but some THE HAND OP THE LORD. 71 brief time before, were Satan's hopeless slaves. Davis asked his people why they did not go to hear Mr. Cotes at Wilberforce (the nearest missionary station) . Some replied, that they could not understand English, and could not, therefore, pray to God. Davis told them that God knew their hearts, their thoughts, and their language, and that he would hear their prayers in their own tongue ! They said they never had heard that before ; they thought prayer must be made in English ; but now they would go to Wilber- force on Sunday, for all he had said to them was true. So on the following evening Davis returned to his pastor, and his mountain home. Christmas-day arrived. This day had become a fearfully-marked one in Freetown, the capital, a custom having been introduced of public amusements on that day, and intoxication had become general. But Regent's Town had learned a more blessed liberty, than that of sinning ; through her mountain valley it was kept as a Sabbath to the Lord : not a single person was intoxicated, not a drum nor a gun was heard ; they flocked to their church at half past ten o'clock; and at four o'clock in the afternoon four hundred of them walked with their pastor to attend the monthly missionary prayer-meeting at Leicester Mountain. And now we might expect Augustine Johnson to close this year of grace and mercy with an Hallelujah, 72 THE HAND OF THE LORD. instead of which we find a lament ; he writes "The work of mercy is still proceeding, but not without difficulty. I am again without any assistance. I have hitherto kept from making complaints ; but I am now constrained to do so. My spiritual labours increase, for which I, unworthy, cannot be enough thankful. The people with whom I have to do are as babes in Christ, who stand in need of being nou- rished with the sincere milk of the Word, that they may grow thereby ; but I cannot do this as I desire, since I have so many temporal affairs to look after. I should go to their respective habitations at least twice a week, and speak to them individually. I should watch continually over them. But this I cannot do. Sometimes I have not an hour to my- self from Monday to Saturday, as I have to attend to brick-makers, masons, carpenters, store-keeping, cultivation, land-surveying, &c. &c. beside our schools, which contain 409 scholars." Was he then unmindful of the goodness of the Lord ? No, by no means, but truly he laboured in "the sweat of his brow," "in labours more abun- dant," and who can wonder if sometimes the weari- ness of earthly toil weighed down the spirit that else would have risen in heavenly thanksgiving. We have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the excellency of the power may be of God and not of man ; Augustine Johnson leaves the Hallelujah for us, and breathes THE HAND OF THE LORD. 73 forth a lament. Yet wherefore mourn, O faithful mis- sionary ? Was not the chief Apostle called at one time of his universal ministry to give week after week to tent-making, while on the Sabbath-day he reasoned in the Synagogue ? Does he not exclaim, " These hands have ministered," not to " my necessities " alone, but also " to them that were with me ! " God mingleth our cup more wisely than our erring judg- ment could hope to do ! We are well assured that now, remembering all the way by which the Lord thy God led thee in the wilderness, thy heart is tuned to praise for every step that marked it. We are well assured that now, beholding the children that God hath given thee, more than conquerors through him that loved them, with sin out of sight, sorrow forgotten, and weariness unknown, sur- rounded by the spirits of the just made perfect, and rejoicing in the realised glory of the Lord, thy ador- ation rises high above all the faint accents of our earthly Hallelujahs ! " Behold! he prayeth." Acts ix. 11. CHAPTER V. THE QUICKENING SPIRIT. WHEN we think of the missionary of Regent's Town in his multiplied duties minister, head- schoolmaster, steward, overseer, and store-keeper, the earthly centre and spring of all his people's progress, industry, and well being we can only fall back on the promise, sure to every faithful servant of Israel's God, " Thy shoes shall be iron and brass, and as thy days so shall thy strength be." The number of his years was the same that marked the most laborious ministiy Earth ever witnessed the ministry of Him who called Himself "the Son of Man ;" who had not where to lay His sacred Head, and of whom it is said, " In the day-time He was teaching in the temple ; and at night he went out, and abode in the Mount that is called the Mount of Olives ; and all the people came early in the morning to Him in the temple, for to hear Him." Happy servant, who 78 THE QUICKENING SPIRIT. seems, as near as sinful humanity could attain, to have followed in the steps of his Lord ! Jan. 6, he writes "This day is my birth-day. I am now thirty-one years of age. Oh how short appears my past life how unequal have my days been ! Who knows but this year will be my last ? Lord, thy will be done ; only prepare me, and enable me to be always ready May I be faithful unto death ! Should not this day be to me a day of praise and thanksgiving ? but alas, alas ! how cold, how indif- ferent about spiritual things ; nothing can more meet my experience than that of the Apostle Paul, which he expresses in Rom. vii. ' When I would do good, evil is present with me. Oh wretched man that I am!'" We find, not seldom, that those whose ministry on earth is most blessed, most honoured of God, least know their happy part ! No doubt this is permitted, lest they should be " exalted above mea- sure ; " but it is not difficult to trace this appoint- ment of divine wisdom and love working by natural causes. The bird always on the wing, crossing the waste of waters, cannot soar with the same spring as if at home upon its native tree, resting one hour and taking flight another. When the spirit's energy is consumed in work, it cannot pour forth itself in hea- venly meditation and praise ; its harp may hang upon the willows, while it toils by the waters of THE QUICKENING SPIRIT. 79 Babylon; but not the less full will the melody be, when, at rest in its own " better country/' it takes up that harp for an everlasting thanksgiving ! There are also servants of the Lord who do all things with so vivid an energy, so vital a power, that the times of re-action from doing and speaking must often of necessity be times of languor, till " this mortal has put on immortality." And there are those who walk so fully in the light of the Lord, that they gain a quickened perception of the evil of their own hearts and the darkness and suffering of this evil world; they must have, also, a joy unspeakable and full of glory, but such blessed moments it may be, are alone with Heaven, seldom written or spoken of ; and when they turn earthward, we hear the lament. All these causes may be in operation at one period, or different periods of life and labour. And yet, not- withstanding all these, from the African wilderness we are often called to listen to " thanksgiving and the voice of melody." Judea's shepherds, keeping watch over their flocks by night, heard a multitude of the heavenly host, praising God and saying, " Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good- will toward men ;" and sounds as sweet as angel-hymns roused the negro's faithful shepherd from his brief hours of rest. He says in his journal, "Jan. 15. Last night or rather this morning, I heard a man praying at 80 THE QUICKENING SPIRIT. some distance. I got up and went into the piazza, but could only understand a few words. After lie had concluded, I heard several join in singing : " To Father, and Son, and Holy Ghost, The God whom we adore ; Be glory, as it was, is now, And shall be evermore." And then a boy, as I judged by his voice, began to pray, whom I could understand very distinctly. His words were very blessed " Lord Jesus ! my heart bad too much. Me want to love you me want to serve you but my bad heart will not let me. Lord Jesus, me can't make me good ! Take away this bad heart ! Lord Jesus ! give me a new heart ! O Lord Jesus ! me sin every day pardon my sin ! Lord Jesus, let me sin no more ! " Thus he continued for ten or twelve minutes. After him, another boy prayed, whom I could not under- stand ; only I heard him make mention of the name of Jesus. Another verse was sung, and then a man concluded. The night was delightful; the moon shone very bright. I cannot express what I felt. I went to bed again, but could not sleep : starting every now and then, thinking I heard the same prayer again. " This morning I enquired of the communicants, who lived that way in the woods, but I could not find who they were. Oh ! may the Lord carry on the THE QUICKENING SPIRIT. 81 work of grace, which I believe He has begun, among both young and old ! " When the evil spirits were cast out by the word of the Lord from the poor demoniac, " they besought the Lord much that he would not send them out of the country." It was a moment in which the curtain that veils the spirits of evil was withdrawn " for our admonition ; " the same struggle to retain possession is, no doubt, carried on in every place where Jesus enters and wins the slave of Satan to Himself. Dis- lodged from the hearts of these praying negroes, the Spirit of Evil was sure to seek some other means by which to hinder the Redeemer's conquest ; he is " the prince of this world," reigning by a usurped dominion, and " working in the children of disobe- dience ; " therefore he is never at a loss to find agents to promote his malignant will ; and therefore it is that opposition in some form or other, at some period or other, marks the progress of every heavenly effort. So constantly is this the case, that the Heaven-trained soldier of the cross gathers encouragement and com- fort from opposing difficulties, and "looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of his faith," exclaims, " Now thanks be unto God, which always causeth us to triumph in Christ." In the same week in which the missionary's faith had been strengthened by the early orisons of his people, his faith was tried by the misconduct of the schoolmaster sent him by the go- 82 THE QUICKENING SPIRIT. vernor. The missionary instantly dismissed the man from his post, and sent him back to Freetown, writing to inform the governor, who immediately sanctioned the step, and entirely removed his patron- age from the offender. Then came the monthly missionary prayer-meeting again, at Leicester Moun- tain, to refresh the missionary's spirit; he attended it with his praying Africans, and returning home, he says, " the boys and girls made the woods and moun- tains echo with their hymns." A sharp though short attack of fever seized him, followed by depression of spirits ; but the confessions of his people in prayer to God, at the Saturday evening prayer-meeting, brought home to the mis- sionary's soul the sympathy of Christian fellowship ; and their devout attention on the Sabbath refreshed and animated him to hold on his way. Adver- sity and prosperity, joy and sorrow, did but unite him more closely with this people whom the Lord had given him. And he exclaims, ' ' What a mercy it is that love and unity reign among these children of God, though they are of so many different na- tions ! " We pass on but three days further, and again we find the sweetness of encouragement blended with disappointment's wholesome bitter. One of the com- municants, most forward in religious profession, resolved upon a marriage that his spiritual father THE QUICKENING SPIRIT. 83 could not sanction ; this opposition woke up all the evil of the unsubdued will. The faithful Tamba went to his erring brother to endeavour to bring him to a better mind, but all to no purpose ; he expressed his resolution of going to the governor, and getting married in Freetown. But though the missionary's most sensitive spirit was crushed to the earth by this outbreak of evil and violent feeling, in one of the foremost in profession of his converts, and grieved at heart to think of the exposure that the man's meditated step would involve, and the triumph it would give to the numberless enemies of the faith of Christ in the colony, he could not be moved from his high sense of his spiritual obligation, as the spiritual guide of his people. While mourning under this trial, another followed. A quarrel had taken place in the house of two of his communicants, owing to the false representations of an evil-minded woman, who persuaded the husband that his wife spent the time of his absence in gossiping from house to house; the dispute came to violence, and the missionary exclaims, " Oh that my head were waters, and mine eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night, because they have forsaken the law which the Lord set before them ! May it please God to hold me up under this trial, and those who appear much distressed on this account. Lord, turn this evil into good ! " Thus did the missionary 84 THE QUICKENING SPIRIT. mourn ; while we may rather wonder that such in- stances were not multiplied; that they were not, proves, indeed, how great must have been the grace given, which could, in a time so short, subdue and sanctify the hearts and lives of these poor heathens, who had never learned one lesson of self-restraint till the schoolmaster of Regent's Town stood among them. It was his people's sin now that broke in upon the missionary's rest, and robbed him of his sleep ; his eyes were fixed so constantly upon it that all became shadowed by its presence ; he began to think all his converts might prove false professors one day, and his awakened fears added himself to the list, " May not I myself go one day or other ! Lord, I pray thee hold me up in this trying hour, and I shall be safe ! " The days of darkness passed on, and the Sabbath came ; then, compelled to take up the mighty sword of the Spirit, the tempter and the temptation gave way before it. He says, in his journal, " March 1. Sunday. My subject was John vi. 37 : ' All that the Father giveth rne, shall come to me ; and him that cometh to me I will in no wise cast out.' I administered the Lord's Supper to about eighty communicants. In the evening I addressed the people on Matt. xiv. 12: "And went and told Jesus." I found this evening a little more peace of mind. Happy are the moments when we can go, like the disciples of John, and tell Jesus our distress, THE QUICKENING SPIRIT. 85 and pour out our hearts into His bosom, who is well acquainted with our trials, and is ' a friend that sticketh closer than a brother' ' ; How touching a commentary is this histoiy how close a counterpart to the declaration of St. Paul to his Thessalonian converts, " For now we live, if ye standfast in the Lord!" March 17. We find him at the peaceful work of bestowing an acre of garden-ground on the girls of Mrs. Johnson's school, which they received with loud acclamations. March 21. The journal records, " A bullock and a goat, belonging to Tamba, died to-day being the greatest part of his property." I said to him, " Tamba, you have had a great loss to-day," he replied, " He that gave them took them away ! " He appeared not at all sorrowful, but cheerful ; even more than at other times, which very much struck me. " March 27. I visited several of the female com- municants. I will mention, in their own simple language, some of the expressions which I noted down. M. M. said, " Wicked things trouble me too much ; me want to do good, but me wicked heart can't let me. Suppose me pray, my heart run to my country, all about. Sometimes them things me no want to remember come into my heart, and then me can't say no more, but ' Jesus Christ have mercy upon me ! ' Sometimes you preach, Massa ; me think 86 THE QUICKENING SPIRIT. you only talk to me, me say in my heart, ' That me ! me been do that thing/ Me fraid me no love Jesus Christ, yet me want to love and serve him too much, but me bad heart ; me tink sometimes me have two hearts, one want do good, that other always want do bad. O Jesus ! have mercy upon me poor sinner." S. A. said, " My husband trouble me too much, Massa, he no pray, he no serve God ; suppose me talk to him about God, he take whip and flog me, me have trouble too much, trouble too much ! but the Lord Jesus Christ help me to take all trouble. But, Massa, sometimes me fraid He no love me, and me no love Him. Oh may He teach me for good ! Suppose, Massa, you no come to this country, we sabba go fire, we lie, we thieve, we do all that is bad. I thank God for send you here, for teach us poor sinners ! " A young heathen man of wicked habits had been carried into the hospital ill, and the next day as the missionary was going out to visit his people, a mes- senger came to tell him that the poor young man had suddenly died; he hastened to the hospital, where he heard from the patients that the sick man had spent his time in prayer. Mr. Macaulay, the doctor, who had so early become a convert to the Lord, was both able and willing to administer to the sick under his care, the medicine of the soul the Word of Life. Davis had been and visited the sick man in the morning; and Tamba went later in the day he THE QUICKENING SPIRIT. 87 waited in silence beside the sick man, who appeared to be in prayer, prayer of which Tamba so well understood the value ! While he was waiting, afraid to disturb him, the dying man lifted up his hands and exclaimed, "Thank God thank God!" and then expired. Thus had these poor negroes already become 1 ' sons of consolation ! " On Sunday, March 29, the Chief Justice of the colony^ Captain Appleton, two American missionaries, several officers of the African corps, and other gen- tlemen of Freetown, came to Regent's Town to attend the morning service. The American missionaries were delighted, seeing so many black faces eager after the Word of God. One exclaimed, that nothing less than a miracle had been wrought at Regent's Town ! but the pastor found not the same personal comfort as when alone with his poor negroes. The Governor of the colony urged upon the mis- sionary the baptising more of his people. Seeing the changed aspect of the place, seeing the crowded church where more than a thousand black faces turned in eagerness to listen to the joyful sound of Heavenly love, he thought that such a people might be baptized by thousands, as on the day of Pentecost, when, he said, " the Apostles despised none." But Augustine Johnson called no man Master, save the Lord he served ; he waited the evidence of faith in the hearts and lives of his people, and nothing could 88 THE QUICKENING SPIRIT. move him from his constant course. Again and again the Governor urged his wish upon him ; while Tamba, on the other hand, trembled when, as from time to time, numbers were added by baptism to the church, lest they should prove false professors ; but like the rock amid the waves stood this missionary pastor, taught of God to " discern between the righ- teous and the wicked," neither persuasion, threats, nor fears could move him either way ; he received every candidate for baptism, but still subjected them to the same course of instruction and probation, and then admitted them, or deferred their admission to the church, as they gave proof, or the contrary, of sincerity of heart. A beautiful instance meets us here of the sufficiency of the divine Word for the instruction of every one who sincerely walks in the spirit of obedience to it. The Governor, urging the missionary to baptize a larger number of the people, gave, as a reason, that the Apostles on the day of Pentecost baptized 3000 at once; the missionary instantly replied, "Yes, the Apostles baptized all those who were 'pricked in their heart,' and I am ready to baptize all who come to me, giving evidence that they are really 'pricked in their heart.' '' The missionary had been obliged to stop the school since the last Christmas, having no school- books ; but as soon as the supply arrived he gave out its re -opening; he feared that some of the older THE QUICKENING SPIRIT. 89 children would not be likely after so long a break, to return ; but when the time arrived, he was so over- whelmed with scholars that he knew not what to do with them. But he had now trained one of his negro men to act as usher under him ; and with his assistance he formed them into different classes. This negro, Noah, soon became invaluable to his pastor; faithful in heart, diligent in business, and fervent in spirit, with an intellectual superiority of mind, he became, like Urbane to St. Paul, " a helper in Christ." Sunday, June 14, he writes in his journal, " Last night I was again attacked by the fever, which continued almost until this morning. Felt very weak and exhausted, and told the people to have divine service at half past ten o' clock by reading the prayers, as I thought it imprudent to attempt it myself, on account of my great weakness. When the bell rang, the church was crowded, which caused me to break my determination ; though weak, yet I could not see a hungry flock going away without being fed. I went, I hope in the strength of the Lord, and preached. When I had finished, I was constrained to tell the people that I would preach again in the even- ing, which I did, and found myself much refreshed and not fatigued. Thus the Lord makes his strength perfect in our weakness, both temporal and spiritual/ " June 20, we find Augustine Johnson by the 90 THE QUICKENING SPIRIT. dying bed of a missionary's wife, comforting her troubled heart with the assurance of her Lord's un- changeable love, repeating text after text as her faint- ing life could bear it, till " she expressed joy and comfort through Jesus." Soon after, she became speechless and senseless, and on the Sabbath morning departed. July 6, he writes in his journal, " It appears to me that the enemy stirred up all his followers to tempt me ; when I thought I had conquered a mighty one, a much stronger appeared; but blessed be the Lord Jesus who causes me always to triumph, and gives me the victory eveiy day/' " On Sunday, I married James Bell, a mason, to Hannah Cammel, usher in the girls' and women's schools both communicants, and the finest black couple that I have yet married. Their dress was like that of Europeans." July 9, we find the native doctor bringing home conviction to the heart of an offending communicant who had quarrelled with his wife thus healing the spiritual as well as the bodily hurts of the daughter of his people ! July 12. The missionary writes. " Sunday. The rain came down the most part of the day in torrents; and we consequently expected but few hearers. Before, however, I had read the exhorta- tion, we had the pleasure of seeing the church full. THE QUICKENING SPIRIT. 91 I could not help feeling for the females, who were all neatly dressed, but wet through. In the afternoon and evening, we had the church nearly full again. All praise to that Redeemer who indeed continues to do great things for us. May Africa soon stretch forth her hands to God in every town and village ! Blessed be His holy Name, the promise is already ful- filling. What a happy period is that in which we live ! What do not our ears hear and our eyes see ! Have not many prophets and righteous men desired to see the things we see and have not seen them, and to hear those things which we hear and have not heard them ? " During the last days of July, and the first days of August, the Pastor of Regent' s Town was absent from his people, tending the dying beds of some of the devoted missionaries, and committing their bodies to the grave, in the land for which they yielded up their lives. One of these was Mr. Garnon, an English clergyman and the excellent chaplain of Freetown. They fell in the breach, but the shout of victory rose up to Heaven even then above their sleeping dust : and louder and louder will it swell from the land for which their sun went down at noon-day, till the voice of the archangel and the trump of God shall call them from their graves, to see the good of God's chosen, to rejoice in the gladness of His nation, and 92 THE QUICKENING SPIRIT. to glory with His inheritance gathered from west to east, and north to south, of Africa's vast continent. On the Saturday, August 1 . Augustine Johnson returned, accompanied by the Governor, to Regent's Town ; but when his people found that by the Gover- nor's desire he was to go back again to Freetown for the next Sabbath morning to preach there, the village was in an uproar ; he assured them that he would be with them by the afternoon of the Sabbath-day, administer the sacrament of the Lord's Supper, and preach to them ; but this would not satisfy them ; they said, Mr. Garnon was dead, and they were afraid he would leave them for Freetown ! Several went to meet the Governor, to tell him that their minister should not go ; and a note was written, per- haps the first attempted in Regent's Town. " Mr. Johnson, If you go we will all follow you." But the faithful pastor returned to his people. He says, as he entered Regent's Town, on the Sabbath afternoon, it seemed to him like another world, com- pared with Freetown which he had just left ; as he drew near the doctor's house he saw it crowded with people, and the melody of their voices, singing one of the songs of Zion, was borne on the air to meet him. August 5. The missionary writes in his journal, " This morning at family-prayer I pleaded the cause THE QUICKENING SPIRIT. 93 of a poor woman who had lost her husband, and is left destitute of everything. Those who had money with them gave it, others went home and brought it, and I was very happy to have soon I/. 6s. 5d., in my possession for this poor woman." Among the candidates for baptism this month were nine of the school-girls ; one only eleven years of age, who gave such clear evidences of knowledge and love of her Saviour, that all who heard her were astonished. Her minister says, " She will go like an aged Christian to visit the sick ; and she shews great attention to me and my wife." " Sept. 2. I went to Freetown and had a final meeting with Mrs. Garnon, who sailed for England at six o'clock. I found it hard to part with one whose Christian affection and sympathy in trials past, have been as oil of consolation to my soul. May the God of Jacob be with her ! Never will she be forgotten by me, nor by my people, who made it a rule to pray for her regularly. " Sept. 6. Sunday. Being a fine day, we were completely crowded, as on fine days we have gene- rally strangers from other towns. The vestry, the stairs of the gallery, the tower, and the windows were all full. Some of the seats which were filled in the passages, broke down, being overburdened. When I entered the church, and saw the multitudes, I could hardly refrain myself, for my heart was full. After 94 THE QUICKENING SPIRIT. evening service, I was told that the boys wished to speak to me ; one boy stepped forward, and said that they had been in the field to pray, and that they did not know how ; but they had heard that Jesus prayed for them, and they wished to know if it were really so. I spoke to them on the office of our High Priest ; they went away with joy into the field again. "Being a moonlight night and very still, the mountains echoed with the songs of hymns. The girls were in one part of the field, praying and sing- ing alternately. The boys had got upon a high rock with a light, one gave out a hymn, and at the con- clusion one engaged in prayer. Many of the people got up and joined these infant congregations. " When the bell rang for family prayer this morn- ing, it rained very hard, and the wind blowing like a tornado, I did not expect many people ; but when I looked out of the window I saw the streets and roads covered with them, and when I went into the church I found it as full as on Sunday. " All the people seemed to me different this morn- ing ; their common conversations are all about reli- gion. I rejoice with trembling. " Sept. 8. Last night we had the missionary prayer-meeting, contributions were paid with cheer- fulness. We have now about j28. " Sept. 9. Last evening after school, the boys and girls went to the church. When they had begun to THE QUICKENING SPIRIT. 95 sing, Mrs. Johnson and myself went and stood behind the window. George, the tailor boy, was the first who engaged in prayer. His principal petition was for a spirit of prayer. He repeated several times the following words, " heavenly Father, for Jesus Christ's sake forgive us our sins ; and for his sake send down thine Holy Spirit to teach us how to pray." A school-boy then gave out the hymn, " Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched." After which he engaged in prayer. He spoke rather low, and as the wind blew much we could not well hear it. Another boy gave out, " Blessings for ever on the Lamb." After which a little boy, about ten years old, prayed very sweetly, which brought tears into my eyes. His whole soul seemed to be engaged. He spoke very loud and distinct. One part of his prayer came with power to my heart, " O Lord ! we been so long on the way to hell, and we no been saved ; we been hear your good word so long, and we no been consider. Oh learn us how to follow you now ! We live nigh hell. Lord Jesus save us; take us away from hell fire. We want you to do it now now we want you to save us. Lord Jesus, hear us now, this night ! Our sins too much oh save us save us ! " 96 THE QUICKENING SPIRIT. I could stay no longer but went home, my heart was full. I was drowned in tears. Oh iny God and Saviour, what hast thou done ? What shall I render unto Thee ? " Sept. 12. This evening met as usual in the church for prayer. A few of the candidates for baptism expressed much joy, viewing what great things the Lord had done for them, in bringing them away from their own country ; they praised God for being sold as slaves. " Sept. 16. I went last night and sat under a staircase, where I was not perceived, and heard with great delight the simple and sweet expressions the boys made use of in prayer. Nothing but divine grace could teach them thus to pray. The last who prayed fell into a flood of tears, so that he could scarcely utter a word. The whole assembly of chil- dren repeated the Lord's prayer, in a most solemn manner, while he wept aloud. " Sept. 17. This morning, one of the elder carpenter boys came to me in great distress of mind. I encouraged him to go, with all his sins, to -the Saviour of sinners. He went home, I trust, in peace. This young man had been my greatest enemy ; he had opposed, in every way, the word of God ; filling up the measure of sin with greediness. " Sept. 24. Went to Freetown to-day, but felt THE QUICKENING SPIRIT. 97 less confortable than I had formerly done. Mr. and Mrs. Gamon were gone ! the town appeared different to me. " Sept. 27. Another very wet Sunday, but blessed be God who always fills His house of prayer here whether it rains or whether it be fair, we are always crowded. " Sept. 28. The church was crowded at family prayer morning and evening. The eagerness to hear the Word of God seems still to increase. Seventeen more were received to be baptized next Christmas- day. " Oct. 6. Last night we had the Missionary prayer-meeting as usual. After service, contributions were paid. This morning at family -prayer some paid for next month. I asked one man why ? He replied, ' ' I may be sick next month, and not able to pay, so I pay now to make sure of it." Many women came and paid a penny or a halfpenny for their infants, besides their own contributions." Must we not exclaim with the prophet Isaiah, in his vision of IshmaeFs future acceptance, " Who are these that fly as a cloud, and as the doves to their windows ? " " Enlarged by you according to our rule abundantly, to preach the Gospel in the regions beyond you." 2 Cor. x. 15, 16. CHAPTER VI. " LENGTHEN THY CORDS." IN October of this year, 1818, we find our missionai'y surveying the mountains, for the purpose of making if possible, a more direct road to Freetown. Ascend- ing and descending the mountain-cliffs, with a com- pass to guide his steps, and one of his people to accompany him, we look upon him invested with fresh interest employing the natural powers God had given him for the temporal benefit of his people. But even while he did so, his heart was intent upon the souls committed to his charge, and his compass guided him to some lonely huts in a mountain-forest, where several poor Bassa people had retired from Regent's Town, hiding themselves in this solitude because their old superstitions were dear to them. They were greatly surprised at the sudden ap- pearance of their Regent's Town pastor; he talked with them, and their leader at length replied, " All what you say, massa, that be true, because Davis, my countryman, told me the same. I beg your pardon, massa : soon, soon when rain done, I will come with all the people, and take lots, and sit down and serve 102 " LENGTHEN THY CORDS." God." He then offered himself as the missionary's guide, which offer was accepted. Here we meet the first happy result of native teaching from Regent's Town. The feet of the itinerant Davis had trod the path before, he had borne his testimony to his wandering countrymen, and they own the white man's word to be true, because one of their own land has told them the same ; and they promise to come, and serve God. While taking this survey of the mountain-passes, standing on a high rock, the missionary could see the greatest part of Regent's Town : it lay outspread in its peaceful loveliness before him ; and as his eye wandered from one summit to another of its encircling hills, must not the song of Israel's psalmist have risen from his heart, "As the mountains are round about Jerusalem, so the Lord is round about his people, from henceforth even for ever \" He looked upon his home among the hills, the church beside it, which morning and evening proved the favoured meeting-place between a praying people and their God, the schoolhouses within the same enclosure, where young hearts were trained for Heaven and taught the knowledge of God; and all around on the hills' sloping sides, the cultivated soil rich with cocoas, cassadas, plantains, bananas, and coffee ; then the dwellings of the negroes, each with its own small enclosure and its fence around; the pasture where " LENGTHEN THY CORDS." 103 their cattle fed at large, and which no foeman's foot drew near, to seize the prey ; and the broad flowing brook, filled with the waters of the mountain -streams. Long, surely, must the eye that could behold a sight so earthly and so heavenly fair, have lingered there ! As the missionary gazed, he thought, "Ah, is not the promise fulfilled? Isaiah xli. 18-20." Two years ago, this was a desert overgrown with bush, and inhabited by wild men and beasts, and now, in both a spiritual and a temporal sense, " it is a fruitful field ! " " May the Holy One of Israel, whose hand hath done this, have all the praise and glory ! " The next day after evening prayer, a woman, a com- municant, desired to speak with her pastor ; he had been compelled to fix upon one evening as an appointed time for religious conference, and therefore told her to come on the following Monday. But she said she could not wait, so he turned to listen to her words. She had been brought to know and love her Saviour a year before, and though living on a farm three quarters of a mile distant from the church, she had constantly attended Divine Service on Sundays, and family prayers in the church, morning and evening, even in the heaviest rains. She was the only con- vert from about fifty of her country people residing at the same spot : she had borne and had suffered for her Saviour's name's sake, persecuted by her country-people, and cruelly treated by her husband ; 104 "LENGTHEN THY CORDS." she had sown for one long year in tears, and now she began to reap in joy : she had come to tell that her hushand had begun to attend Divine ser- vice with her; he used her kindly, and wished to change his distant farm for a lot in the town, to live near the church, and hear the Word of God. And that evening four of her countrywomen were with her, waiting to see her Pastor; the missionary spoke to them separately, and in each there appeared to be an awakening of heart to God through the example and the words of this Christian negro ! The missionary adds, " Well might this poor woman be too impatient to wait till Monday her joy was too great to be restrained till that day." She had laboured and had not fainted, and now she brought in her sheaves with rejoicing. Thus from each bright centre in Regent's Town did the Heavenly Truth radiate out into a widening circle. " Nov. 23. A woman of the fierce Eboe tribe came, so much distressed in mind, that she could scarcely speak ; she said, " Me pray to God the Holy Ghost to take me to Jesus Christ to take me to the Father." This expression astonished the missionary, as well it might ; he questioned her, but her feelings were too strong for the limited utterance of her broken English the tide of thought overflowed the narrow banks of her scanty words, so the missionary says, " I advised her to go to Tamba, of whom all " LENGTHEN THY CORDS." 105 seem to be very fond, and tell him her heart, and he would tell me again." Two years Augustine Johnson had laboured in the mountain valley, and though to us the time may appear but a ' little moment' for so great a work, yet we remember the work was not of man but of God and with the Lord ' one day is as a thousand years ; ' and now their blessed Evangelist could stand in the midst of them, joying, and beholding their order, and the stedfastness of their faith in Christ. But the heavenly sunbeam that lights up the Christian's pilgrim way is oftentimes sheathed in a cloud ; the yet imperfect spirits of the just appear to need on earth the balancing of mingled feelings some gilded by the light of heaven, some darkened with earth's heavy shadow that while they increase their joy in the Lord, faith also may have its necessary occasions of exercise, hope be cultivated while waiting for that which is not seen, and patience have its perfect work. It might seem impossible now for the missionary of Regent's Town to mourn ; but his missionary spirit finds the occasion. True he has planted precious seed, and it has sprung up and is bearing fruit to life eternal ; but he looks upon the one small field, and thinks how all around it lies outspread the heathen wilderness which the step of the sower yet pressed not, where no precious seed was scattered. He says ; " I feel like a bird in a cage ! " He had poured 106 " LENGTHEN THY CORDS/' forth his ministry of truth and love, till now, on the same spot, and he longed like a freed bird to take wing, and make the solitary place rejoice : if only to breathe his Saviour's name on air that never yet had vibrated beneath it, on hearts that never yet had known the joyful sound. He exclaims, " Ah ! how far are our thoughts from those beyond the colony just as if there were no other heathen in Africa ! Oh, my God, revive the spirit of Mission- ary zeal among us. Oh that the Lord of the harvest would open more effectual ways for the conveyance of the glorious gospel into the interior of Africa ! I have reason to be thankful ; as the Lord has, through my weakness, established a church in this place. I have indeed reason to rejoice that my labours have not been in vain in the Lord. Yet I feel uncom- fortable; my mind is wandering into the interior of Africa. Is this mere imagination ? Why do these thoughts continually follow me, and why are many hours in the night spent without rest ? Lord, hast thou designed me to proceed from hence into other parts of Africa ? Here am I, send me. And yet I see no way open ; but with Thee nothing is impos- sible." , Then, immediately, he turns homeward again to express the joy he had had in " many sweet con- versations " with his people that evening. On the evening of December the 7th, 1818, the first anniversary of the Regent's Town Church " LENGTHEN THY CORDS." 107 Missionary meeting was held. Two hours before the time, the people assembled from every quarter ; the church was crowded : and the cheerful givers whom the Lord loveth left as their offerings that evening 5. 10s. 8d. December 22. Dorothy Noah, who had been ill three months, now said, that she had felt afraid to die, but that all fear was gone ! She knew herself to be the greatest sinner in the world, but Jesus had come to save such, and so she found comfort. She was frequently refreshed in her sleep, thinking herself in Heaven : and often sorrowing, when she woke, that she was still on earth. On Christmas Day, the church was crowded, many outside who could find no room within. Forty- six adults, and one infant, were baptized. The me- chanics had saved their meat, and receiving from their pastor a gift of more, also yams, cocoa, and cassada out of the field, they prepared a dinner ; the carpenters set up tables and benches, and the rest made ready the food. About 800 sat down to dinner before the missionary's house. Noah asked a blessing, which the whole repeated. Thanks were returned in the same manner. The missionary, when he saw so many, feared that they had not food enough ; but when he enquired afterwards, they an- swered, " Yes, we have had plenty." Tamba gathered up the fragments, and there were eight pots full. 108 " LENGTHEN THY CORDS." On the 4th of January, 1819, the schools at Regent's Town were examined before the Governor and many of the principal persons of the colony. The Governor was delighted with their progress, and said that were he to tell the people in England, he doubted whether they would believe him ! It was in the month of November that Augustine Johnson, in his journal, had poured forth his mis- sionary longings. In December he suffered from a short but severe attack of illness : and before he recovered, Mrs. Johnson was supposed to be dying. So little hope was entertained of her life, that he was called from his own sick bed to take leave of her : he had strength to offer up a prayer, in which the doctor and some of Mrs. Johnson's school-girls joined, and then the increase of his own illness obliged him to retire yet he was enabled to exclaim, " death, where is thy sting ? Oh grave, where is thy vic- tory ? " He says, he had often feared that such a separation as this he would not be able to bear ! But he adds, " the Lord is faithful, a present help in time of trouble. Clear views of an interest in the blood and righteousness of Jesus, and of the joys beyond the grave, make death a messenger of good tidings ! " When he wrote this record of heavenly support, the object of his earthly affections was recovering. This solemn season at the gate of death was cal- culated to dispel all feeling that was mere " imagi- "LENGTHEN THY CORDS." 109 nation/' and to lead to the truest estimate of relative claims ; testing every thought in the light of that eternity then so vividly realized. Yet the missionary's heart still wandered into Africa's interior, and he longed to take a lighted candle from Regent's Town, and penetrate into the darkness. He had not, like apostles of old, "the gift of tongues," but God had supplied this want in another way he had the faithful Tamba, who knew the dialects of the heathen tribes that dwelt around the colony. January 12. Mr. Gates came to Regent' s-Town, to accompany his brother missionary, by the ap- pointment of the Society at home ; and Tamba went with them, " to preach the unsearchable riches of Christ " to his African countrymen. At their de- parture from Regent's Town many of the inhabitants surrounded them, shaking hands with their minister with many tears. A report circulating among them that he would not return, it was with the greatest difficulty, and only after repeated assurances, that they were persuaded to leave him. The missionary party pursued their way, day by day, along the shore, one while treading the firm sand beach, then wading or swimming through creeks, watching the sharks in the shallows, and tracing the steps of alligators on the mud; the barren rocks on one side clothed with the wild con- volvuluses and other running flowers spread over their 110 " LENGTHEN THY CORDS." hardy faces, while the other side was exposed to all the fury of the Atlantic waves ; crossing an inter- posing bay in a native canoe, and winding up a river's course, overgrown with mangrove trees to the water's edge, forming a forest on either side. At every little town they lingered, spoke to the native headman, and gathered the people, while Tamba consecrated one native dialect after another by declaring in them, for the first time, the wonder- ful works of God. At one place, Wilberforce before they left the colony where the gospel had been preached, but only in English, Tamba addressed the people in their native Cosso language, from the words, " Thou art the Christ, the Son of the living God." The Cosso people were astonished to hear the words of eternal life in their own tongue, and one little girl seemed scarcely able to believe the sounds turning alter- nately to the speaker and then to her parents, as if in doubt whether others could hear as she did ! But as they wandered on, the joyful sound fell on hearts as yet less prepared to receive the good seed of the kingdom ; the feeling of these poor heathens too often seemed to be that of the learned Greeks of old, " Thou bringest strange things to our ears ; " yet none could tell but that some winged seed might be lodged, in after- days to germinate and grow in the heart where it had fallen. Their way brought "LENGTHEN THY CORDS." Ill nothing beyond expected difficulties and toil, until one day, when it became necessary to wade mile after mile through mud, sometimes for half a mile together so deep as to be only passed with unshod feet, under the mangroves by the river's side, they reached at last the expected town, hungry, weak, and tired, reckoning on rest and food for their bodily need, and on imparting food to the souls of the people ; no welcome, however, awaited the weary travellers. They found no one in the town except an aged woman and some children ; had it been a solitary traveller, the African woman would probably have felt pity for him, but a company of men was not unlikely to awaken a hostile suspicion ; she would give them nothing and wanted nothing from them. They wandered on a mile further, and then their guide forsook them ; they went backwards and forwards, vainly endeavouring to find a road through the woods, but darkness surrounded them, and they could only turn back their tired steps to one of the inhospitable farms they had passed on their way. They had travelled nearly thirty miles, the greatest part of the way on foot, without anything to eat ; they found a shed with a fire and an iron pot ; so heating some water, they mixed with it the last port wine that they had, and drank it from an old broken bowl, and then lay down and slept till day began to break. Elephants and leopards had their 112 "LENGTHEN THY CORDS." dwelling-place around, the wild animals of the wood howled them to sleep, and the heavy night-dew fell upon them ; yet they laid them down in peace, and took their rest, for Thou, Lord, madest them to dwell in safety ! Perhaps they thought of Him who sat on Samaria' s Well, weary and thirsty, and blessed the God of all grace who gave them in measure to breathe their Heavenly Master's Spirit, and find it their meat to do the will of Him that sent them. The next day they found their way more readily, crossing some streams, one of which flowed from Regent's Town. Still preaching as they went, they had the comfort of finding that the way would be open for bearing the message of the Gospel whenever a standard-bearer could be found. They proved also the efficiency of Tamba for the work of an Evan- gelist, and determined, with the consent of the Committee in England, to endeavour to prepare both Tamba and Davis as native teachers of their distant countrymen. Jan. 18. The missionary company returned to Regent's Town, causing great joy ; the people thronged around their pastor, who returned to his house in the midst of the rejoicing crowd. In seven days they had walked upwards of 120 miles, taking a complete circuit round the colony ; making known the glad tidings of salvation as they went, and so preparing the way of the Lord. f (janfesgibwg " For what thanks can we render to God again for you, for all the joy wherewith we joy for your sakes before our God." 1 Thess. CHAPTER VII. THANKSGIVING AND THE VOICE OF MELODY. THROUGHOUT the history of the Christian Church we trace the unquestionable fact, that the most ex- pansive charity has the deepest well-spring at home; and ever as its streams are multiplied, the source from which they flow is deepened and enlarged. The same fact is within the limit of personal observation : those parishes which, under the steady, healthful principle of heavenly love, most actively supply the need of those " afar off," are themselves the most fruitful places of the Church at home. And the individual who, by the extension of his sympathies, acquires a nearer resemblance to Him whose name is Love, will, like every portion of the workmanship of God, bear the closest inspection in his faithful provision for every relative demand and social neces- sity. When we find it otherwise, we have reason to believe that the work of distant mercy was done in the energy of the natural mind, and not in " the love 116 THANKSGIVING AND THE VOICE OF MELODY. of the Spirit;" or that the clay in the Heavenly Potters hand, yielded not itself without reserve to the moulding influence of divine, exhaustless, in- finite love. We turn to Regent's Town to find the happy realization of the heavenly certainty. In the month of March of this same year, 1819, its pastor could write, "no fewer than fifty-two negroes have been added this last month to the Church of Christ. The number of communicants and candi- dates amounted to more than two hundred, whose conduct and conversation is such as becomes Chris- tians. The school-girls are in general piously in- clined. . . Many of the boys have become serious. . . On the whole, all the people seem to be hungering after the righteousness of Jesus ; their conduct is changed; though there are some who still would rather hold fast their country fashions, but they see the prosperity of the righteous, which stops thu ir mouths, and persuades them that there is something real and sound in Christianity. " Our boys' school was burned down a few days ago. I was at a 'loss to conceive how to build another; but the boys being willing to build, and the girls offering to assist, we commenced the fol- lowing day and have nearly finished it. The girls' house suffered much in the fire ; and my house was in great danger, but the Lord heard our prayers in the moment of trouble ; the wind was very boisterous THANKSGIVING AND THE VOICE OF MELODY. 117 at the commencement of the fire, but a complete calm followed, so that the flames ascended per- pendicularly, and all the people beheld with astonish- ment the hand of the Lord. Nearly one hundred boys were asleep in the roof, who all came down small ladders, so that not one was hurt." In this same month he writes, "We have met almost every night to examine candidates ; it is in- deed wonderful to hear the dealings of the Lord with these people. A man was sent here about two years ago, who had been on board a man of war for a long time ; he has been indeed a trial to me, and to all my people he protested against religion, and lived in sin with greediness. Some time ago, one Sunday afternoon, he was at Church. I felt no liberty at that time, and could not get on with my discourse ; my own life recurred to my mind, and I was con- strained to introduce my own tale. This proved to be the time of that man's conversion. The lion was turned into a lamb. He was examined last week, and received as a candidate for baptism ; he was in England a long while, but was never baptized. Only the sovereign grace of God could do this ! " In March of this year, 1819, another missionary journey was made from Regent's Town. Tamba and Davis had long felt an earnest desire to tell their countrymen the glad tidings which had brought life and light and peace into their own hearts. Handle, 118 THANKSGIVING AND THE VOICE OF MELODY. also the carpenter, was judged worthy to be their fellow-labourer. ^ Mr. Gates, the devoted missionary who had been the previous journey, also went with them. Mr. Johnson, while he freely parted with these his helpers in the ministry, laboured more abundantly to supply the need their absence left. As they pursued their way, Tamba preached in the native tongues whenever an opportunity was found. The Sherbro king, through whose territory they passed, expressed a wish to see them again on their return. They met with some opposition from the disciples of Mahomet, who were numerous in the places they passed by. On one occasion Mr. Gates held a public argument with one of the Mahomedan priests, before a native king and thirty head-men ; the poor man at last, quite defeated, packed up his Koran and ran from the assembly: which called forth a hearty laugh at the poor priest's expense. But better sights than this cheered the mission- aries' eyes. Tamba met many an old acquaintance, and as they looked upon him, new-born even to their apprehension, they exclaimed, "What hath God wrought ! " Mr. Gates adds in his letter, " To the Lord I commit myself; he has already frustrated one attempt to plunder us, and He will, I trust, protect us all our journey through. Should it however be His will that we should perish in His service, we cannot fall . under a better master." Thus did he THANKSGIVING AND THE VOICE OF MELODY. 119 write to Regent's Town, whose minister says, the people offered up prayers for them " without ceasing." In ten weeks the itinerant missionaries travelled nine hundred miles ; Mr. Johnson adds, " Blessed be God, not without success ! " On April 12. they returned again in safety and peace to Regent's Town. Early in April, Mr. and Mrs. Jesty passed a few days in the mountain-valley. They had arrived from England as missionaries, and until it was determined where they were to be stationed, they visited some of their missionary colleagues. Mrs. Jesty writes to her sister from Regent's Town, April 5, 1819. " The power of the gospel, and the efficacy of the love of Christ have excited such joy within me, that I cannot resist giving you some information respect- ing it. This is our first visit to Brother Johnson's. I wish that I could find language sufficiently de- scriptive of the interesting scenes which we have witnessed here. Indeed, they must be seen before the facts will be credited. Had I heard the circum- stances from the best authorities, I could not have conceived it possible that so glorious a progress could have been made in the work of our God, as we have beheld since we have been staying at Regent's Town. " On Thursday, the first of April, Mr. Johnson sent five of his people to Freetown, to take me to 120 THANKSGIVING AND THE VOICE OF MELODY. his house in a palankeen. While they waited, we heard singing ; and on going to the door found that these five men had seated themselves under the piazza, and with united voices were singing a hymn to the glory and praise of the Redeemer. We did not disturb them, but retired to our room with feel- ings of peculiar pleasure. In the course of an hour I set off in the palankeen, borne by these liberated negroes. When we got to the top of Leicester Mountain, over which we had to pass in our way to Regent's Town, I requested my bearers to stop and rest themselves ; and then took an opportunity of introducing religious conversation. I think I may say, that the few minutes during which we rested on the mountain, were the happiest that I had then ever experienced ; because I had never before had an opportunity of seeing the glorious effects wrought by the gospel of Jesus on the hearts of our dear black brethren." Mrs. Jesty then dwells on the scriptural language and godly simplicity with which the head-man of the company spoke, while his little audience listened with attentive anxiety. Mr. Johnson stated that most of this very party, who were of the wild Eboe nation, had about two years before, in carrying Mrs. Johnson to Freetown, set down the palankeen in the woods, in spite of all her remonstrances, while they settled their quarrels by a fierce battle. THANKSGIVING AND THE VOICE OF MELODY. 121 Mr. Jesty gives a description of his entrance into Regent's Town, with its pastor as his com- panion; he says, " Just as we had reached the summit of the last mountain, between Freetown and Regent's Town, the latter place presented itself to our view. As I walked down the mountain, pleased with the en- chanting scene, I was in an instant lost in '. wonder, love, and praise.' Music of the sweetest kind, and possessing charms which I had never before expe- rienced, burst upon my ears. It was moonlight ; and all the houses being lighted up, I enquired of Brother Johnson from whence this sound proceeded. He pointed to the church, which is situated at the side of a mountain, then opposite to us, on the other side of a brook that runs from the mountains be- tween the church and the principal part of the town, over which Brother Johnson has caused his people to erect a strong, handsome stone bridge. The church is a fine stone building. It was now lighted up, and the people were assembled in it for evening prayer. The chain of mountains, that surrounds the town, resounded with the echo of the praises of the Saviour. I hastened, with all possible speed, down the mountain and up the other, to enter the church, where I found upwards of 500 black faces prostrate at the throne of grace. After the service was over, they came in such crowds to shake hands with us, 122 THANKSGIVING AND THE VOICE OF MELODY. that we were obliged to give both hands at once. So rejoiced were they to see more labourers from 'white man's country/ that after we had entered Mr. Johnson's house, many, who from the pressure in the church were not able to speak to us, entered the parlour, and would not leave until they had manifested their love to us by their affectionate looks and humble salutations." Of the Sabbath day, Mr. Jesty, after speaking of an early meeting in the church at six o'clock in the morning, continues : At ten o'clock, I saw alight which at once astonished and delighted me. The bell at the church rang for divine service ; on which Mr. Johnson's well-regulated schools of boys and girls walked, two and two, to the church ; the girls extremely neat, and dressed entirely in white in striking contrast with their black arms and faces the boys, equally clean, were dressed in white trowsers and scarlet jackets. The clothing of both boys and girls is supplied by government. The greatest attention is paid during the service. Indeed I witnessed a Christian congregation in a heathen land a people fearing God and working righteous- ness. The tear of godly sorrow rolled down many a coloured cheek, and showed the contrition of a heart that felt its own vileness. " At three o'clock in the afternoon there was again a very full attendance ; so that scarce an in- THANKSGIVING AND THE VOICE OF MELODY. 123 dividual was to be seen throughout the town ; so eager are they to hear the word, and to feed on that ' living bread that came down from Heaven.' The service was over about half-past four o'clock. " At six we met again ; and although many had to come from a considerable distance and up a tre- mendous hill, I did not perceive any decrease of number; or any weariness in their frequent attend- ance on the means of grace. "We left the church about eight o'clock, and returned to Mr. Johnson's house, which is close by the church. While at supper I heard singing ; and on walking into the piazza, found that about twenty of the school-girls were assembled under it. One of the elder girls gave out the hymn, in an impressive manner, while a younger girl held a lamp. After we had supped, the girls, in a very respectful and humble way, sent up to Mr. Johnson to know if he would allow them to come up stairs into his sitting- room, to sing a parting hymn. On their entering the room, Mr. Johnson gave out a hymn ; and, in a few minutes, I think we had at least 120 boys and girls in the room and piazza. They sang three hymns; and after a few suitable words from Mr. Johnson, they departed, pleased with the favour granted them. " Thus was the Sabbath spent at Regent's Town. Never did I pass such a day in my dear native 124 THANKSGIVING AND THE VOICE OF MELODY. country. Never did I witness such a congregation in a professing Christian land, nor ever behold such apparent sincerity and brotherly love." Of the monthly missionary meeting, held on the following evening, Mr. Jesty writes : " Mr. Johnson and myself entered the names of subscribers ; and in one minute after we were ready to receive the money and names, we were surrounded by several hundreds of humble friends to missions, crying, as it were with one voice, ' Massa, take my money ; ' ' Massa, massa, take mine ! ' ' eight cop- pers one moon/ It was indeed a pleasing sight to behold a people once led captive at the will of Satan, now conquered by the love and power of Him who taketh ' away the sin of the world ; ' with cheerful and renewed hearts giving of their little substance to aid those means, which by the blessing of God will communicate the privileges of the gospel to their countrymen also. From these few poor, and once injured and despised Africans, we collected, that evening, about 2. 7s. Oh my countrymen ! fellow-christians, in highly favoured England, you who have multiplied and daily-renewed comforts and blessings, Go, and do likewise." Of the close of this day, Monday, Mr. Jesty says : " After we left the church, the children of the two schools retired to their school-houses, and the THANKSGIVING AND THE VOICE OF MELODY. 125 rest of the congregation to their respective homes. But that love which cometh from above and worketh love, has taken such possession of the hearts of this people, that they delight to be continually speaking one to another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, and to sing with grace in their hearts to the Lord. The school-houses are situated behind Mr. Johnson's house, on a higher part of the hill. The school-girls assembled in a row before their school- house, with three or four lamps dispersed through the line. Their eldest teacher gave out the hymn, and they were singing delightfully, " How beauteous are their feet, Who stand on Zion's hill ! " While the girls were singing thjs hymn, the boys had climbed a little higher up the hill, where one of their teachers gave out the hymn " Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched ! " It was a beautiful moonlight night, so that the children could be seen from all parts of the town, while the lofty mountains resounded with the echo of their voices. I was walking up and down in the piazza, listening to them, and anticipating the time when all kings shall fall down before the Redeemer, and all nations shall serve Him ; when I saw, at the foot of the hill, some men and women coming toward 126 THANKSGIVING AND THE VOICE OF MELODY. the children. The men joined the boys, and the women joined the girls. I was thinking of our friends in England, and said to Mr. Johnson, ' Could all the friends of missionary exertion but witness this scene, they would be more and more zealous for the universal diffusion of the gospel of a crucified Saviour/ When I looked round me, I saw numbers of the inhabitants, men and women, coming in every direction. They joined respectively the boys and girls, and sang for some time ; when the boys and girls retired to their school - houses, and the men and women retired to their homes in peace. This is a great work, and it is marvellous in our eyes. But it is the Lord ; and to Him be all the glory ! " We rose the next morning between five and six o'clock, and attended morning prayer in the church. After the service was over, a few more came forward, and begged us to take their coppers, to aid the cause of missions. We collected on this occa- sion upwards of fifteen shillings ; which, with the col- lection made the evening before, amounted to more than three pounds. Mr. Johnson has a missionary meeting and sermon once a month, on which occasion he generally collects this sum. Do not these poor people hold forth a bright example to all Christians ! " I have now given you a faithful and imperfect picture of the state of Regent's Town. The Lord has certainly blest in a peculiar manner the labours THANKSGIVING AND THE VOICE OF MELODY. 127 of Mr. Johnson. The people love him as their father; and reverence him as their spiritual guide. Should a dispute arise among any of them, they come to him to settle their palaver, and they abide by his decision." Mrs. Jesty writes to her sister : "The love which these people manifest among themselves, and toward their minister and all faith- ful missionaries ; their anxiety and the fervency of their prayers that the gospel may be made known throughout the nations these things are worthy the admiration of all Christians. It may almost be said of the inhabitants of Regent's Town that they divell in love, and that they live a life of prayer and praise to Him who loved them and gave Himself for them; for, beside their meetings for prayer every morning and evening, the hearts of many of them seem to be full of the love of Christ the whole day ; and ' when they are merry they sing psalms ; ' such vocal music resounds from all parts of the town. A dispute is seldom known among them. They have every one of them cast off his greegree, and nearly all of them are become worshippers of the blessed Jesus. A few years since, none of the inhabitants of this place had ever heard the name of Jesus ; they went about naked; and were in every respect like the savage tribes but now, oh what a happy 128 THANKSGIVING AND THE VOICE OF MELODY. change ! they are all decently dressed ; and it is the most heart-cheering sight to see them flock together in crowds to the House of prayer." " my dear sister, is not this encouraging to all Christian friends in England, to be doubly zealous and active in their missionary exertions ? Let me intreat you till to be unwearied in your efforts and prayers, that all Africa may become as Regent's Town. This is the fruit of the gospel ! " From the church in the mountain -valley, gilded with the beams of the Sun of Righteousness, who had risen upon it with healing in His wings, we turn to that Church's pastor, the honoured instru- ment of this regenerating work; but over him we find the heavy clouds of anxiety and grief now resting ! If we could take a closer view of many a " labour of love/' we should often discover that while the work lay bright and beautiful to outward obser- vation, the worker was in the deep shadow of sorrow and suffering. It is so, because " the servant is not greater than his lord." If the Son of God, as the author and finisher of His people's " eternal salva- tion," was made " perfect through suffering," those whom He deigns to send as His ministers, cannot wonder if they be called to drink of the cup of " the man of sorrows," and to be baptized with His baptism. The fact that they do drink of His cup, THANKSGIVING AND THE VOICE OF MELODY. 129 is without doubt the reason why none can comfort like His mourners, none teach like those who best have learned affliction's lesson in His school; none shine so bright as those, who, like their Divine Master, have a lustre grief can only more irradiate in heavenly glory and beauty: While the blessed certainty remains that those who drink of the Sa- viour's cup, and of the Saviour's spirit now, shall, when that cup runneth over with joy unspeakable and full of glory, hear their Lord's invitation, " Drink, yea, drink abundantly, beloved ! " If it be sanctified trial that gives the finest point, the keenest edge to the instrument by which the heavenly Graver deigns to work who but would learn to bid affliction welcome ! In March of this year, Augustine Johnson writes : " Great are, and have been my trials, which have been the cause of my neglecting to write my journal. But should I not have written down my trials every- day, as I passed through the valley of darkness might it not have refreshed my soul hereafter, when in similar circumstances ? But ah, how can they be forgotten by me while they are engraven on my very heart ? . . . Heavy, however, as my trials have been, they have been blessed abundantly. The dis- courses which I addressed to my people, while under these conflicts of mind, have been made the means of K 130 THANKSGIVING AND THE VOICE OF MELODY. great good. O my God, it has been good for me that I have been afflicted ! " His present overwhelming sorrow was the dan- gerous and most painful illness of his wife. Mrs. Johnson's work in the mission reminds us of a stream that winds its course between its deep and narrow banks, all unperceived, except that you see the fertility on either side; the grazing cattle come to drink, the wild bird dives down to it and dips its wing, then soars away rejoicing ; and here and there the bright flowers lift their heads, whose roots are in its bed, marking its course ; while over it the willow bends in constant faithful love. Of Mrs. Johnson, individually, we hear but little in Regent's Town, except the frequent expressions of her husband's anxious care and feeling ; but we trace her work in her school that company of bright and happy Christian girls, in the Christian deportment also of the young native convert women ; and we know that her influence must have combined with Mr. Johnson's, in training and raising African feeling into the simple refinement pervading this community of liberated slaves ; while the after - testimony of the negroes proves how strongly they had been attached to her. The doctor urged Mrs. Johnson's immediate return to England; and also the great importance of her having an efficient nurse to attend her on the THANKSGIVING AND THE VOICE OP MELODY. 131 voyage but this, Africa could not furnish; there- fore the united opinion of the assembled missionaries of the colony, and of the Governor, was, that Mr. Johnson should accompany her himself. This caused him great anxiety and distress of mind. " To leave my people," he says, "is a mountain insurmount- able to reason, and to leave my wife is another. . . . I stated my case to my people, who were drowned in tears, but said I must go, and come back quick. Oh that the will of the Lord may be done ; may all turn out to the furtherance of His gospel ! '* There were reasons connected with the mis- sionary work in Africa which rendered Mr. Johnson's visit to England important ; this comforted his anxious mind, and, making the best provision he could, according to his own judgment, for his beloved people, he resolved upon the voyage. Mr. Gates, the companion of his itinerant missionary efforts, was one of those left in charge. Easter Sunday, however, was not to be celebrated in the valley without the pastor. The church was filled at nine o'clock; 110 adults and six infants were baptized by him, and 253 negro converts received the Holy Communion of the body and blood of Christ. He exclaims, "This was indeed as a day of Pentecost in Africa ! " On Sunday, April the 18th, he preached his farewell sermon from 2 Cor. xiii. 11. " Finally, 132 THANKSGIVING AND THE VOICE OF MELODY. brethren, farewell. Be perfect, be of good comfort, be of one mind, live in peace ; and the God of love and peace shall be with you." On the 22nd he was to set sail. Hundreds of men, women, and children accompanied him all through the five miles of difficult mountain-road to Freetown, taking leave of him on the shore with many tears and warm benedictions ; and, pointing to the Atlantic waves, they said, " Massa, suppose no water live here, we go with you all the way, till no feet more ! " 0mto. ' God is faithful, who will not suffer you to be tempted above that ye are able ; but will with the temptation also make a way to escape, that ye may be able to bear it." 1 Cor. x. 13. CHAPTER VIII. AFFLICTION AND SORROW. A TEDIOUS voyage of two months brought the African evangelist once more to England's shores ; but he did not leave his high and sacred responsi- bilities in the land for which he received them, his missionary labours among the negroes 'were sus- pended, but not his unchanging commission as an " ambassador for Christ." He could exclaim, " Thy vows are upon me, God ! " and therefore would he be " instant in season and out of season ;" he would endure afflictions : he would make full proof of his ministry ! He had turned from the tenderness of his heathen converts, to the hardness of those who had heard the truth to reject it ; but his uncompro- mising fidelity, blended with the meekness of his Christian deportment, silenced even his enemies ; and before the long passage was ended, he could speak of the kindness shown to him ; he had also the un- speakable comfort of seeing Mrs. Johnson recovering 136 AFFLICTION AND SORROW. day by day ; under these circumstances of mercy, on June the 28th, 1819, they landed at Portsmouth. In eight days' time we find him at Mr. Bickersteth's side, addressing a Church Missionary meeting " with peculiar effect." We read of St. Paul and St. Barnabas, that " being brought on their way by the Church, they passed through Phenice and Samaria, declaring the conversion of the Gentiles ; and they caused great joy unto all the brethren ;" the same refreshment was now granted to the faithful mis- sionary's soul, to look back in quiet retrospect upon the wonderful work his gracious Lord had deigned to accomplish by his instrumentality, and in tem- porary repose from the pressure of anxiety and toil, to testify to the church at home the grace of God to Africa. And truly it must have been an animating sight to see the " Well done, good and faithful ser- vant ! " written in the countenances of the honoured men who sent him out ; and to read in the faces of those assembled before him at every meeting he addressed, the joy and thankfulness felt at the abundant increase God had given to their prayers and offerings. After passing a few days in London, he hastened to his native land, leaving his wife to repose under the care of English skill and kindness. His mother's joy at seeing him was overwhelming ; and one of his sisters was so deeply impressed by his heavenly con- AFFLICTION AND SORROW. 187 verse, that nothing could induce her to be again separated from him :^ she returned with him to England, and was accepted by the Church Mis- sionary Committee as a schoolmistress for Africa. In the Society's Twentieth Report, Mr. Pratt remarks on Mr. Johnson's absence in Germany " His visit seems to have been attended with a peculiar blessing to some of his nearest kindred, who had not been previously moved by his correspondence.^ During Mr. Johnson's short stay in England he received many letters from his African people : the following are extracts from some of them : " I take this opportunity of writing these few lines unto you, my dear brother, and I hope God may preserve and keep you when you pass through the mighty deep ! and by the will of God, I hope we may see one another again. I remember you day by day, and I ask you how you feel in your heart, my dear brother ? I hope you may be well in the Lord Jesus Christ you and Mrs. Johnson ; and I pi-ay unto God that He may keep you till you come to Africa again, that we may see one another. I thank Almighty God for His loving-kindness to me. I know the Lord is my Saviour and my God ! I pray for all the good people who are in England, and the Secretary ; I hope you may be well in Jesus, 138 AFFLICTION AND SORROW. and that you may send more missionaries to Africa, to preach the gospel to our npor countrymen. My master, please to send me one hymn-book. My wife ask you how you do, Mrs. Johnson ?" Another letter furnishes a beautiful evidence of the simplicity and truth of African teaching ; giving also an affecting picture of " the sentence of death " under which the white man laboured for the black man's salvation. " I staid at Charlotte Town when Mr. Taylor was sick, and I speak to the people the word of God. One time we meet together for missionary prayer- meeting ; oh, that time many white people sick, and many of them die ! And that time we lose one of our sisters, Mary Moddy, she was brought to bed and the child died ; and herself caught cold, and I went to see her, and I asked her, ' How do you do ? ' She said, ' I fear too much/ I asked her, ' What you fear for?' and she said, 'I done sin/ and I said, ' Pray to the Lord Jesus Christ, He only can do you good/ And I prayed with her, and the next day I went again, and I say unto her, ' How do you feel in your heart ? ' and she said, ' Oh my heart too wicked ;' and I said, ' Do you pray to Jesus Qhrist ? ' she said, ' Yes ! to whom should I pray if I not pray to the Lord Jesus Christ?' And I talked with her a good while, and then I prayed with her : and went AFFLICTION AND SORROW. 139 away. The next day I went again, and she could hardly speak ; I prayed with her, and stop with her, and by and bye she died. "That time Mr. Gates sick, and Mr. Morgan sick, and poor Mr. Gates die. I think the journey to the Bassa country which he take, that too much for him, the land so long to walk, and the sun so hot. Yet I cannot prove that; but I think his work was done, and his time up. When he was sick I went to see him, ' How do you do, Mr. Gates ? ' and he said, ' I shall certainly die/ And by and bye he got down to Freetown, and he sick very much, all his strength gone ; but he was a man of faith, and he die on Friday about five o'clock. And on Satur- day we go to bury him, four o'clock, and we look upon him. And then we went to Mr. Jesty's house, and Mr. Jesty tell us, and say, he think God would leave this place, because white people die fast ; and when I hear that, I fear too much, and I consider many things in my mind ; and I think hypocrites live among us, and God want to punish us, but I trust again in the Lord, He knows His people, He never forsake them. Then Mr. Collier get sick, and Mr. Morgan get sick again ; and our friend said, ' God soon leave this place/ and I said, ' I trust in the Lord Jesus Christ; He knows His people, and He never left them neither forsake them.' And next Sunday Mr. Collier die about eleven o'clock. 140 AFFLICTION AND SORROW. Then Mr. Morgan sick, Mrs. Morgan sick, Mr. Bull sick ! Oh, that time all missionaries sick ! We went to Freetown, Monday, bury Mr. Collier, and we come home again, and keep service in the Church ; oh, that time trouble too much in my heart ! Nobody to teach me, and I was sorry for my poor country- people. Mr. Gates died, Mr. Collier died, Mr. Mor- gan sick. Oh ! what must I do for my country- men ? but I trust in the Lord Jesus Christ, He know what to do; and I went to pray, and I cry, ' Lord,, take not all the teachers away from us." J To this effusion from the negro's heart no com- ment can be needed. Their pastor was hastening all arrangements for return; he could say as the Apostle Paul to his Thessalonian converts, " We, brethren, being taken from you for a short time in presence, not in heart, endeavoured the more abun- dantly to see your face with great desire." Mrs. Johnson's health being much restored, in less than five months from his landing in England we find his arrangements completed for an immediate return > and on the 27th of December they set sail for Sierra Leone. And now before the missionary lands again upon the country of his adoption, we turn to the valley in the mountains to discover in what state its returning pastor will find it. The way had been made plain AFFLICTION AND SORROW. 141 for that pastor's visit to England ; in the faith of its being the Divine appointment, he had left his few sheep in the wilderness to the Chief Shepherd's care : he made the best earthly provision that his judgment could .devise; and then, in the confidence of faith, he departed. Was that confidence disappointed ? Certainly not, for " God is a rewarder of them that diligently seek him." But there is a long lesson folded up in one short declaration of Holy Scripture, fresh pages of which are constantly opened in the experience of the servants of the Lord " As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts." When therefore the desire of them that fear the Lord is, to their apprehension, disappointed, we may be sure that it is only waiting its fulfilment in a higher purpose, one exceeding abundant above all they had asked or thought ; one, the immeasurable superiority of which they will themselves discern and appreciate, if not before, yet most certainly so soon as they themselves are high as the heavens above the earth ! In the triumphant faith of this assurance, Job exclaimed, " Though He slay me, yet will I trust in Him ! " Augustine Johnson thought to have left his converts, " as new-born babes," still to be nourished with " the sincere milk of the word;" he thought to have left them as " little children," still to be tended with all gentleness " as a nurse 142 AFFLICTION AND SORROW. cherisheth her children ; " and on his return he thought to find them walking " in the fear of the Lord, and in the comfort of the Holy Ghost." And it had been easy for the Lord of Hosts, the God of the spirits of all flesh, to set a man over the congre- gation, to go in and out before them, to lead them out and bring them in, that the congregation of the Lord might not be as sheep without a shepherd, according to the prayer of Moses unto God for Israel, in answer to which Joshua was appointed over the twelve tribes. But the time was come when the church of Regent's Town was to " buy " of the Heavenly Refiner "gold tried in the fire;" and we can only exclaim, " Behold, happy is the man whom God correcteth ; therefore, despise not thou the chastening of the Almighty, for He maketh sore and bindeth up ; He woundeth, and His hands make whole. He shall deliver thee in six troubles ; yea, in seven, there shall no evil touch thee ! " Mr. Gates, who was one of those left in charge by Mr. Johnson, soon entered into his rest : he had traversed for many hundred miles the moral wilder- ness of Africa, he had seen her captivity to sin and Satan, sighed over her misery, and looked Heaven- ward for her relief. As Abraham, treading the promised land, with none inheritance therein, yet every footprint leaving an earnest that the seed of the faithful would one day dwell there so did the AFFLICTION AND SORROW. 143 missionary tread the heathen land of Africa; or as the soldier nobly bears the banner of his king, and plants it on the opposing height, then falls and dies so did the missionary breathe Jehovah's name far in the heathen's land, where hundreds of miles separated him from his comrades' ranks, and then returning, die ! Mr. Bull, the missionary who attended him in his dying moments, writes, " Ever since his return from the journey of ten weeks with Tamba and Davis into the Bassa country, he has complained of sickness, and has endured excruciating pain. ... It appears that until within a few days of his death, he had suffered much darkness of mind, and many harassing temptations ; yet he was not confounded, but stayed himself on his God and Saviour, appropriating to himself as a member of Christ's impregnable Church, the prophet Zechariah's comfortable assurance respecting the final issue of his trials and conflicts, "At evening time, it shall be light." Nor was he disappointed ; a joyful con- fidence in his Redeemer succeeded this temporary cloud, and he was enabled to express himself most exultingly to those around him, while cheerfully submitting himself to his Heavenly Master's will." In this frame of mind he continued until the day preceding his departure, when he called Mr. Bull to him, and although under great physical exhaustion, he was still enabled to communicate to him in a few 144 AFFLICTION AND SORROW. words, his joyful sense of the presence and love of his Saviour. On Mr. Bull repeating the text "All the days of my appointed time will I wait till my change come/' " Yes/' he replied, " if He will not take me Home to-day, I must wait till to-morrow, and my soul is all ready to depart ! " This heavenly frame of mind was only interrupted by delirium, and on Friday evening, with a smile on his countenance, and seemingly in the act of prayer, his blessed spirit joined the innumerable company of the Church of the First-bor", "whose names are written in Heaven." So he entered into rest ! and had the absent pastor of Regent's Town known all that his return dis- covered to him, he might have exclaimed with St. Paul, " I have no man like-minded, who will naturally care for your state ! " On the trials of the church at Regent's Town we need not here enlarge. We only gather from the details, that, through the indiscretion of one who took the pastor's place, her order was broken, her people were oppressed, her ranks were thinned, and, to the outward observer's eye, her light grew dim. It was the first hour of spiritual tribulation, and He who suffered the furnace to be heated, knew well what the faith of His children could bear. He knew the necessary exercise for that faith, and the right moment for administering relief. Regent's Town was the largest of all the liberated negro settlements around the capital of the colony ; AFFLICTION AND SORROW. 145 and it had become the brightest spot in Africa; God had given to her Church "the Morning Star," and the mild radiance heralded a day of Heavenly life and light for that vast continent, that lay as yet in darkness and the shadow of death. But now a cloud had covered the mountain valley, and all around beheld it. The governor of the colony, finding that Regent's Town was no longer what it had been, meditated the dispersion of some of its inhabitants into less populous parishes. A report of his intention reached the people, and occasioned to many among them the deepest distress they had yet experienced. The place of which it could be said, " This and that man was born in her," the home of all their best affections and brightest associations, it seemed a second severing from a more than native land, and must involve, they knew, a separation from him to whom they felt that, under God, they owed their present happiness and hope of Heaven. He came not, no one knew when he would come; everything seemed against them. But we have seen how the church at Regent's Town, even to her little children, had learned to breathe the breath of prayer. They knew their " hiding-place from the wind, and their covert from the tempest ; " " they cried unto the Lord, and unto the Lord they made their supplica- tion." Whole nights were spent by some of them in tears and prayer ; but as yet no answer came, L 146 AFFLICTION AND SORROW. the cloud grew only darker, the next wave of trouble rose higher than all before it, and seemed only the denial of their prayers, the fulfilment of their fears. Jan. 31. A letter arrived from the governor, desiring that all the people should remain in their houses the next day, as he intended to come and see them, and send some of them to other villages in the colony. Then Tamba said, " The Lord hath forsaken this town ! But still he says, I went into my house to consider, and bowed down to pray, and said, " Lord, hast Thou not said, ' Call upon me in the day of trouble, I will deliver Thee, and thou shalt glorify Me ! ' : It is affectingly interesting to find the negro convert*- pleading in his hour of deep distress, in his own behalf and his peoples' and the Church of Christ, the promise that had proved the first quickening word to the soul of their spiritual father. How constantly are we taught the infinite nature of the Divine Word, in the fact that the grasp of generation after generation, wears not away nor weakens in the least degree the force of a single promise it contains ; all its freshness remains un- dimmed, its measureless fulness undiminished. There, almost hopeless, yet in prayer, knelt Tamba, within his mountain-home ; and even as he prayed, the gracious answer came, exceedingly abundant above all that he, most probably, then asked or AFFLICTION AND SORROW. 147 thought. No glorious angel flew swiftly to bear, in person, the answer of the Lord of Hosts to the supplicating negro, as did the angel Gabriel to the prophet Daniel ; for since the Son of God deigned to array Himself in human nature, angelic beings perform their tasks of love unseen, and leave all visible ministry to the children of men. Angels, no doubt, beheld the prostrate negro, and drawing near in Heavenly sympathy, it might be that they minis- tered to him, although he knew it not, as once an angel was permitted to strengthen the negro's Lord. It is not possible to gaze upon that mourning church without an upward look to Heaven ! The Lord of Heaven was surely there, walking with His children in the ' furnace as once with Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, though faith alone beheld Him now. It is a blessed fact in that infant church, that when hope was dead and expectation failed, prayer still lived on. And even while Tamba knelt upon the mountain side, Augustine Johnson must have stood upon the shore : that day he landed ! A negro saw him coming from the vessel, and ran off, winged with his joyful tidings, up the steep Leicester Moun- tain, along the toilsome path to Regent's Town ; but the way was long, five miles of rugged road. The sun descended in the evening sky, and the mountain shadows fell, and the bell rang for evening prayer. Oh what aching heavy hearts must have 148 AFFLICTION AND SORROW. entered the church's door ! Before the next sun-set, how many among them might never more call Regent's Town their home ! The individual under whose management the present evils at Regent's Town had arisen, was no longer there; he had returned in ill health to England ; another missionary, Mr. Wilhelm, had taken his place, and vainly endeavoured to the utmost to heal the breaches made. Mr. Wilhelm conducted the evening-prayers, and the service had but just concluded when a man entered the church, and to the astonishment of the assembly cried out, " All hear ! all hear ! Mr. Johnson come ! " The whole congregation immediately rose ; those that could not get out at the doors jumped out at the windows, and Mr. Wilhelm found himself alone ! The now rejoicing people set off along the darken- ing road, numbers reaching Freetown that night, to welcome back their pastor, and others the next morning. Tamba exclaims, " How joyful, how glad was that night ! " Immediately on his landing at Freetown the missionary had waited on the governor, who seeing him, appeared at once satisfied that all would be right, and only desired him to say that the governor sent him to Mr. Wilhelm and the people instead of coming himself. The dreaded day therefore " was turned unto them from sorrow to joy, and from mourning into a good day ! " AFFLICTION AND SORROW. 149 Surely Augustine Johnson could say, as the < chief apostle to his Galatian converts, "Ye received me as an angel of God ! " The apostle adds " even as Christ Jesus ; " and in contemplating the wonderful effect produced by Augustine Johnson's ministry, his extraordinary power in attracting, influencing, and regulating these recent converts from fierce and degrading heathenism, it is impossible to escape from the persuasion that a heart of more than com- mon tenderness, a soul of enlarged compassion, inspired the life of the negro's pastor ; he ruled by " the meekness and gentleness of Christ," and he proved that heavenly love, even in human hearts, has a subduing and constraining influence, beyond our power to estimate. In reading of his return to Regent's Town, we are reminded of his divine Master's descent from the mountain, when " all the people beholding Him, running to Him, saluted Him ! " Three years before, . when the missionary descended the mountain-side, and stood among his negroes, and laid down on the ground in his blanket to sleep, no voice of greeting welcomed him ; only to those whom knowledge and love had gifted with a discerning vision, was his mission "beautiful;" but now, Africa herself exclaims, " How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings ; that publisheth peace ; that saith, Thy God reigneth ! " 150 AFFLICTION AND SORROW. We close this chapter with short extracts from letters relating to the events narrated in it. The object of this book being to testify of the grace of God, which " was exceeding abundant, with faith and love which is in Jesus Christ ; " and not to enlarge on the errors and failings of one who was put in trust, before he knew how to " take care of the Church of God;" we pass over the painful details of Mr. Johnson's first letters to the secretaries in England ; they are written with Christian feeling, but they record a work which has no claim to be re- membered in the annals of missionary labours ! We therefore only give a few words from the letters the restored pastor's testimony to his negro people : " Now, my dear sirs, farewell. Pray for us that the great Jehovah may keep and preserve us, although we have lost the favour of men, and have almost become a by-word. I can assure you that I was never more happy in my life than I am at pre- sent ; and I am sure you will rejoice with me, when you hear that the infant church at Regent's Town has stood the furnace. And you will moreover rejoice, when I tell you, that three communicants have, dur- ing my absence, gone to glory ; of which I shall give you a more particular account in my next. " Mrs. Johnson is quite restored to health, a wonder to all the colonists." AFFLICTION AND SORROW. 151 The following extracts are from Tamba's letter to Mr. Pratt and Mr. Bickersteth : " . . . . After that Mr. Morgan went away ; Mr. never came to Regent's Town, except when Mr. Johnson send letter : then he came to Regent's Town to read the letter to us, and when he had done reading he always said ' Johnson cannot come back again, because he hears too much bad words from this place of you all/ When I hear this I fear ; and when I remember the Church of Corinthians, I do not know what to do ; but I said in my mind, Oh that I could but only read the Bible, and I shall be glad!" If I read the six- teenth chapter of Mark, 15th and 16th veses, I have a little comfort. But, O Lord, Thou knowest that I can do nothing of myself , but to Thee I look, and thou canst do what Thou wilt with us. " The 5th chapter of Matthew, 9th verse, where God says, Blessed are the peacemakers, comforts us." Tamba gives an account of Mr. Johnson's return on January 31, and then continues February 2. In the morning the church was full ; and Mr. Johnson said, after prayer, ' All the people come to-night ; I have something to tell them ; ' and in the night the church was full, as much as it can hold. He read unto us the 4th chapter of the 152 AFFLICTION AND SORROW. Second of Kings, 26th verse, Run now, I pray thee, to meet her, and say unto her, Is it well with thee ? ' My heart was ready to say, ' It is well with me : not for my good deed : nor for any good desires, but by the will of Him in whom I trust/ Oh, that I might be enabled to keep the commandments of the Lord ! Oh ! may the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with us all, Amen. " Again when I remember my poor countrymen, I am sorry for them. I cry unto the Lord, and say, ' Lord, teach me to read thy Word, and enable me to understand what I read; that I may tell them that they may look to God, and that He may save them from their sins, through Jesus Christ our Lord. " When I read the forty -fifth chapter of Genesis, the latter pail of the 1st verse Joseph made himself 'known unto his brethren when I read this word, I say in my heart, ' Oh, that the Lord may enable me to go to my country-people, to carry the good tidings to them. Oh, may the Holy Spirit be with us all, Amen. " Mr. Pratt, Mr. Bickersteth, how do you do ? I hope that you are well, and remember me to all my brethren and sisters. I hope they are well in the Lord. I know that the Lord hears your prayers, and our prayers. Oh, may the grace of God be with us all, Amen. "WILLIAM TAMBA." AFFLICTION AND SORROW. 153 The following letter was sent by Mr. Pratt and Mr. Bickersteth to Tamba, Davis, Noah, and Hughes. London, April 7, 1820. " DEAR FRIENDS, " We have received your journals and letters, giving us an account of Mr. Johnson' s arrival, and what took place during his absence from you. " There are some things in them that give us joy, and some things that we are sorry for. " It gave us great joy to hear of the arrival of Mr. Johnson among you, and to know how happy his return had made you ; and again, it gave us joy to find that you were still in the way of the Lord, and had been kept by the power of God, through faith, under many trials. " But we were grieved to hear of some of the trials you have gone through. You have been taught that we must, through tribulation, enter the kingdom of Heaven. We must wholly depend on our Lord Jesus Christ. He alone never leaves us, never forsakes or fails us; trust, therefore, entirely in Him. " And then, dear friends, pray to God to make 154 AFFLICTION AND SORROW. you very meek, and humble, and teachable, and to make you submissive to your superiors. This is the Christian spirit, for it is like your Saviour, who washed even the feet of His disciples. " May God bless you all, and make you a blessing to all your countrymen. May He ever help you to speak to them with power, faithfulness, and love, and make you perfect in every good work to do His will. " But we must not forget to tell you another thing to which the Committee wish you should all attend. They are not only desirous that you should know the Word of God, but that your minds should be opened, and your views enlarged, by a knowledge of the world in which we live, and a history of the different nations of the earth, and of their present state. Mr. Johnson has got a large supply of books for this purpose ; and the Committee expect that you will all give some hours every day to reading and studying those books which he puts into your hands. You should all also thoroughly understand the National system of education. " This is all we have to say ; may grace and peace be multiplied unto you. We are, dear friends, &c., "JosiAH PRATT, "EDWARD BICKERSTETH." AFFLICTION AND SORROW. 155 Augustine Johnson had returned to his people "in the fulness of the blessing of the gospel of Christ ; " and we have the comfort of again behold- ing the church at Regent's Town, " diligent in business, fervent in spirit, serving the Lord." The Christian Institution for the education of the most promising African youths, was now moved from Leicester Mountain to Regent's Town. Mr. Bull was appointed master of the seminary; but the superintendence of the seminary, the town, and everything connected with the station, was, by order of the Committee in England, to rest entirely with Mr. Johnson. April the 6th, 1820, the missionary writes, "Mr. Bull has settled here with his boys. He has only brought fourteen : the rest, who were unfit for the Institution, he has sent away. I have given him eleven of my elder boys, ten of whom are commu- nicants, and are very willing to become teachers to their country-people. I have evident proof of their piety. Oh that they may kindle the fire among the rest of the boys. Some of them were mechanics. "Tamba and Davis are employed as itinerants. They will attend Mr. BulFs school in the day-time ; and in the evenings and on Sundays will visit the neighbouring hamlets. One goes every night to Leicester Mountain, and keeps prayer with the people there, who are very much attached to them. On the 156 AFFLICTION AND SORROW. whole they are very useful. Noah assists me as usual, and I do not know what I should do without him. I would not change him for an European schoolmaster. " . . . Pray for me, that in a particular manner at this difficult season, the wisdom of the serpent and the harmlessness of the dove may be granted to me/' Jfrmts 0f Si " Glory, honour, and peace, to every man that worketh good. Romans ii. 10. CHAPTER IX. "FRUITS OF RIGHTEOUSNESS." WE turn again to the Missionary's journal : " February 21, 1820. Sunday. After service several of the communicants expressed great joy. One, an old man by the name of Susah, said, ' Massa, my heart sing, me glad too much/ I asked, ' What makes your heart sing, Susah ? ' ' Ah, you see that poor thief you talk about, be no good at all ; he be bad when they hang him on the cross ; God teach He show him bad heart, He make him pray to Jesus Christ : " Lord, remember me ! " Jesus no say, Me no want you, you too bad, you be thief too much ! No, He no say so, but take him and tell him, To - day thou shalt be with me in Paradise. I see Christ take poor sinners ; that make me glad too much. Oh, my heart sing ! True, me bad, very bad ; me sin too much : but Jesus Christ can make me good. He take poor thief He take me me the same ! Thank God, thank God ! ' " Tamba went on Saturday afternoon to the first 160 FRUITS OF RIGHTEOUSNESS. Sherbro town, called Tongeh Place, in order to keep service there yesterday. Davis went to Leicester Mountain, where he kept service three times yester- day, and also this morning. He has now returned, and is pursuing his studies in the seminary. Noah kept service twice with the sick people in the hospital. " I have just been to the school. Mr. Bull had put the first class of my boys with his, and I was much delighted to see some of my little red-jackets standing at the top of the class. " I have had many sweet conversations with the people last week. I have noted down a few, which I will insert here : ' ' One man said, ' Massa, before you go from this place, you preach and you say, Suppose somebody beat rice, when he done beat, he take the fan and fan it, and then all the chaff fly away, and the rice get clean. So God do Him people He fan the chaff away. Now, massa, we been in that fashion since you been gone to England. God fan us that time for true ! ' " Ann Shorn, not a communicant : ' Massa, I can't get rest at all; my wicked heart trouble me. None can do me good except the Lord Jesus Christ. He only can do me good/ I said, ' If you are per- suaded of that, go then to Him ; He says, None coming unto me will I cast out.' ( I cannot go to FRUITS OF RIGHTEOUSNESS. 161 Him by my own strength, massa.' ' Did you ever pray to Him ? ' ' Yes, I pray, but I can't tell if God hear my prayer. Sometimes when I pray I feel glad ; but sometimes when I pray, my heart run all about, and then I feel no peace/ ' What makes you feel glad sometimes ? ' ' Because Jesus Christ been hang on the cross for poor sinners. He shed His blood to save sinners ! ' "Fanny Leigh, a school-girl, not a communi- cant, appeared much distressed; she said, 'Once, massa, you say in the church, Every one who dies without believing in Jesus Christ would go to hell. These words, massa, live always before my ear, make me afraid too much; and again, me do bad very much. Every day my heart plague me me get bad more and more : me don't know what to do.' She wept bitterly. ' How long is it since you feel so ? ' 1 Before you go to England, and since that time my heart trouble me ; no good thing live in my heart. I hope the Lord Jesus Christ will have mercy upon me. Suppose He no save me, I must go to hell. I want to pray to Him, and sometimes me pray, but me think he no hear me. I have no strength, but I trust the Lord will help me/ " Josiah Yamsey, a communicant : ' One morn- ing last week, when we had morning prayer, you read the first Psalm. When you come to the last verse you said, The ungodly shall perish, hear this now ; M 162 FRUITS OF RIGHTEOUSNESS. you hear what God says, The ungodly shall perish ! ' Oh ! massa, them words go through my heart, them make me 'fraid too much. But on Sunday you preach to me you preach on the words, Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. That word comfort me very much. I was troubled too much, but the Lord Jesus de- livered me through them words. I thank God for His mercy/ "February 22, 1820. Slept very little during the night. The spiritual state of the people is upon my mind very much. Oh, who is sufficient for these things ? May God the Holy Ghost help me, and enable me to build up the people of God in this place in their most holy faith. The following pro- mise comforted my soul, ' Fear not, for I will help thee.' " On the 25th of February, the second anniversary of the Regent' s-Town Church Missionary Society was held. With the missionaries come from afar, stood Africa's own children to address the assembly : Tamba, Davis, Noah, Hughes, Sandy, Fox, and Taylor. The following extracts are from records of the speeches made by the native converts, taken down at the time, and sent to Mr. Pratt. One Christian negro spoke as follows : " My dear brothers and sisters, I stand here be- FRUITS OF RIGHTEOUSNESS. 163 fore the congregation, not by my will, but by the will of God. I thank the Lord Jesus Christ for His mercy, in bringing me to this country to hear the gospel. One evening when I live in my house, Mr. Johnson came to me, and he talk to me about my soul ; and what he told me that night I no forget till this time. I thank the Lord Jesus Christ that He has shown me my sinful state. That time I live in my country, I think I very good ; but I see now suppose I been die that time, I go down to ever- lasting condemnation. When I live in my country, fight come ; they catch me ; and when I live in ship, I sick too much. But God know what was good for me. I see plenty people jump into the water, and I want to do the same ; but God would not let me ; He prevented me, and brought me here. If the Lord had not brought me here, I could not come. White man no come for nothing here ; he tell us about Jesus, and Jesus know eveiy sinner. He willing to save them ; but no one can come to Him God must draw him ! O, I thank the Lord Jesus Christ for what He has done for me. Christ says, Let your light shine before men. Consider Does your light shine ? Again He says, Let not your heart be troubled ; ye believe in God, believe also in me. In my Father's house are many mansions. Those mansions are for the people of God! I thank the Lord that He has brought Mr. Johnson back ; I 164 FRUITS OF RIGHTEOUSNESS. know Mr. Johnson can't save me but that Word He tell me can. You pray for missionary, that very good thing. He come to you ; he leave his brother, mother, and father, to come to tell you that Jesus Christ came to save sinners. You must give your coppers too; suppose you have one copper, or one shilling, no say you no got plenty ; what little you have give that." A young negro addressed the meeting. "My dear brethren, I am not worthy to speak anything before you, for I am not worthy to mention the Name of God. I see, and you know, when Mr. Johnson first come, he preach I go and come back the same as I go ; I no understand what he preach. He then preach again the word he preach hurt me too much ; I feel heart sick ; he say, ' No man can enter into the kingdom of Heaven except he be born again no thief, no bad man go there/ Then me hear again, that Jesus Christ came into the world to save sinners ; when I hear this it made me very glad. I was the same like a man who carry a bag full of stones on his head; I went into the bush and pray, and I get peace and my heart glad. That time I see the light of God shine in my heart. When I go to church, I have joy ; when I go home, I have joy ; when I in bed, I have joy ; when I get up, I have joy. But this time, I no feel glad ; I FRUITS OF RIGHTEOUSNESS. 165 feel myself guilty ; my heart is as hard as a rock ; if God cast me into hell, He do good ; I deserve it. But I thank him for His salvation bought with blood ! He save me freely. I see the difference now." After relating the circumstances of his being brought to Sierra Leone, he added, " Missionary come here, and preach to us, and we pay nothing. England make us free, and bring us to this country. God, my brothers, has done great things for us, but I have denied Him, like Peter. I can say I am guilty before Him ; but He will have mercy upon whom He will have mercy. Oh may he have mercy upon me ! I am not able to do anything. I pray God to make us help God's Word to cover the earth as the waters cover the sea ! I believe that that word will come true. If any one have got a penny, let him give it, and pray God to bless our society." The missionaries who gave these minutes of what was said, regret that they were unable to give a more full account of this young native's address ; it was so impressive that it brought tears into their eyes. We close our account of this deeply interesting meeting with an extract from the speech of the last negro communicant who addressed the assembly. After the affecting history of his capture, he gives 166 FRUITS OF RIGHTEOUSNESS. the account of his conversion to God at Regent's Town, and then continues : " I desire to know the Lord Jesus more and more, and that my country-people may hear of Him. When I consider what the Lord has suffered for sinners, I am sorry too much ; especially when I read the 53rd chapter of Isaiah, that chapter make me sorry too much He was wounded for our trans- gressions, and bruised for our iniquities I I trust that through the precious blood of Jesus, I shall be justified, and shall reign with Him in Heaven. My country-people lie in darkness ; they worship their own gods. What Mr. Taylor say just now, about the day of judgment that we should meet our country-people, and that, perhaps, through the cop- pers which we give, make me glad too much. Friends, consider your former state, and consider the state of your country-people now. I dare say some people say, 'White people bring me to this country ! / but they are only instruments ; it is God that brought us here to hear of Jesus the Saviour of sinners ! Suppose they say, the Lord Jesus no came into the world to save sinners, but the righteous, I must go to hell. Oh pray, continually pray, for ourselves and for country-people ! Suppose we meet in the day of judgment, and they stand on the left hand, and they say, ' You been see me go to hell, and have not told me about it ! ' Try to do FRUITS OF RIGHTEOUSNESS. 167 the best you can ; pray, and give money. I thank the Lord Jesus who saved me, who bled for me, who was once nailed on the cross. Oh we must pray that the Lord may save us, and receive us into the Kingdom of glory. Suppose Christ leaves us to- day we fall into hell ! " At this African assembly the" collection made amounted to 4. 8s. 6d. ' The abundance of their joy and their poverty, abounded unto the riches of their liberality ! ' The journal continues. " Feb. 28. A communicant came to me, who has been much afflicted of late with illness. He said, ' Massa, you say yesterday in church, some people come to prayer every morning and evening, and on Sunday four times. They have been bap- tized, and now call themselves Christians ; and think because they come to church ; and say, Lord, Lord ! they are going to Heaven, while they have no heart- religion, and do not worship God in spirit and in truth. They know not true religion, but only put Jesus Christ in their mouths and do not the things which He command them, and are still going down to hell. Oh, massa, them word hurt me too much me think me that man me do that ! Oh, massa, me no sleep all night, me have no peace, me fraid too much ! ' He wept bitterly, tears of grief 168 FRUITS OF RIGHTEOUSNESS. rolled over his black cheeks. I spoke to him as the Holy Ghost enabled me. May the great Com- forter of souls comfort him ! Josiah Yamsey came and told me, with a sor- rowful countenance, that two of his countrymen went yesterday into the bush to cut sticks. He said, l You see, massa, what "them people do on Sunday. By- and-bye they will bring trouble again in this place for do work on Sunday ! Me always tell them, but their heart so hard; they will not mind. I wish God may teach them. Me Afraid God punish the place for the sake of the people.' " March 4. Several people spoke this evening, so that I felt what I cannot express. One woman who had been in my school, and is now married, said, ' When I very young, my mother die. Soon after, bad sickness come in my country people look quite well, and all at once they fall down and die. My father take me, and run to another country, because he 'fraid of that bad sick. My father got sick, but he no die. Me got sick too. One day my father send me to get some cassada ; two men meet me in the road, catch me and carry me to the head- man. The headman say they must sell me. Just when they wanted to carry me away, my father came. He very sick ; he look me ; and they say me thief, and they go sell me. My father begin to beg them, but they no hear. My father stand and cry ; and FRUITS OF RIGHTEOUSNESS. 169 oh, massa, since you talk that about missionary, and about our fathers and mothers, me have no rest ! ' Here she burst into tears, and said, ' My father always stand before my eyes ; oh, poor man, he no sabby anything about Jesus Christ ! ' She wept very loudly ; and after a little while continued her sad tale. ' After they carried me two days, they sold me. I do not know what they got for me. I stop there a little, and them people carry me to another place, and sell me again with plenty more people. Me very sick that time; oh me very poor and nothing but bone. After the man that buy me, took me, he say, ' This girl no good, she go to die. I will kill her she no good to sell/ A woman live there (I think she one of him wife), she beg the man not to kill me. Oh, massa, God send that woman to save my life ! Suppose that woman no come and beg for me, what place I live now ? ' She wept again, and could not proceed with her tale. "Most of those who are influenced by Divine grace, begin to see now the hand of God in all their former lives. I believe that we were all so affected that evening, that many tears were shed in silence. Ah, who would not be a missionary to Africa ? Had I ten thousand lives, I think I could willingly offer them up for the sake of one poor negro ! Our friends in England do not know half the sorrows 170 FRUITS OF RIGHTEOUSNESS. and miseries that reign in Africa. ' Oh that the salvation of Israel were come out of Zion ! ' "March 25. The schools are going on well. The evening school, especially, makes good progress. I am indeed delighted to attend, for no weariness is perceived ; all is pleasure, which makes it to me a delightful season. Scholars assist continually ; Mr. Bull assists and takes an active part." Writing in May, as the rainy season was fast ap- proaching, when illness had already begun, of himself he says, " I do not recollect that I have ever been in such a low state before. But all must be well. I know we are ' immortal till our work is done/ I therefore leave all in the hands of my dear Saviour." It will, perhaps, be remembered that all the boys chosen by Mr. Johnson from his schools and people, for more advanced education in the seminary, were communicants, except one; he now mentions the interesting fact that a message sent to this boy by the dying missionary, Mr. Gates, proved the means of his conversion to God, and he was at this time a candidate for baptism and the Lord's Supper. How beautiful to find the missionary's dying breath wafting life eternal to the negro boy ! The desire for instruction in the way of life, and for united communion in prayer and praise, brought the negroes in increasing numbers to the House of FRUITS OF RIGHTEOUSNESS. 171 God. In April we find the following entry ; " Divine service as usual. Had the bell rung half an hour sooner, as the church was full long before. One of the churchwardens came to me, saying, ' The church full, massa, and plenty of people outside who can't come in ! What must I do with them ? ' I spoke to Mr. Bull about it, who went and put some into the gallery, where the Institution - boys sit. Others were obliged to keep on the shady side of the church/ 3 And while the negroes' value for heavenly truth so manifestly deepened, their desires increased to extend its blessings ; the monthly Church Missionary meeting was held, the church on this occasion was full, and after service the monthly contributions amounted to 31. 15s. 2d. more than at any former monthly meeting ! Just before the light of the Easter morning of 1820 dawned on the mountain valley, one of its blessed negro children passed through the gate of death to a glorious immortality. George Paul first arrived in Regent's Town from the hold of a slave vessel in 1815. About the time of Mr. Johnson's arrival, George went to live in Freetown, but he soon returned, and earnestly begged to be taken into the school. Being almost naked, the missionary clothed and admitted him ; he was soon after apprenticed, and having no place to sleep in, Mr. Johnson took him with several more boys into his own home. In 172 FRUITS OF RIGHTEOUSNESS. 1818, George Paul and two of the other boys became full of serious thoughts ; one of the other two, much attached to George, soon after died, leaving a good hope in the missionary's heart that he had departed to unchanging happiness and glory. George and the other boy were baptized on Christmas Day, 1818. " From this time, George walked stedfastly with his God and Saviour ; " becoming at once a missionary to all around him, but especially to those of his own age ; " he cease- lessly endeavoured to turn sinners from the error of their ways/' When the Easter sun of 1820 broke on George's new-made grave, there were several in the church of Regent's Town who had been called by his instrumentality from sin to the Saviour of sinners, they were then " communicants, and walking worthy of their high and holy calling." He stirred up his young companions to prayer, and succeeded in this effort as early as October, 1818. In 1819, he caught a severe cold during the rainy season, which settled on his lungs ; he recog- nized the messenger of death, but he could rise and bid it welcome ; for him it had no terrors, no " dark unknown;" it was the eternal Father's messenger to call the liberated slave-boy Home ! When Augustine Johnson returned to Regent's Town in February, 1820, he missed him from those who came with their welcomes, and enquiring for him FRUITS OF RIGHTEOUSNESS. 173 heard he was ill j the missionary's heart was at once engaged in devising some hopeful plan for the sick boy's restoration, and for a little time the plan gave promise of success, and George was seen again upon the mountain-paths and by the mountain-stream ; but it was only the taper of his mortal life nickering ere its flame expired ; he was soon again as ill as before. Many a black face bent in tender interest, from time to time, over the pillow of the dying boy. When asked by his anxious countrymen about the state of his soul, he would answer, "Nothing but the blood of Jesus can do me good ! " When asked by them if he liked to die ? he would reply, " He is God ! let Him do as HE likes ! " One of the students in the seminary bore testimony, that when in distress of mind, conversation with George had relieved him. On one occasion Mr. Bull, the master at the seminary, being at Freetown, the boys made an unusual noise. George hearing them, rose from his bed, and staggered to the school-room door, and said, " boys ! you fear* master more than God. When master is at home, you are quiet ; but now master is not at home you think nobody see you. O remember, God see you ! " Their dying com- rade's earnest appeal produced a lasting impression, remembered when the speaker's lips were silent in the grave. Once a passing cloud obscured for a little moment the brightness of his Heavenward 174 FRUITS OF RIGHTEOUSNESS. vision, but it was quickly gone again, and gone for ever. He soon after said to some of his countrymen who had come to visit him, " I am happy that I am sick, and going to die Jesus Christ has saved my soul ! " They prayed with him, and he begged one of them to help him on his knees ; he was told that he could pray as well lying down, but he begged again, saying, "I want to pray on, my knees ;" upon which Tamba held him in his arms, so enabling him to kneel, while prayer was offered up to God. When asked by one who visited him the day before he died, how he did ? he replied, " I thank the Lord Jesus Christ, He hold me fast." To another he said, " I beg you, when you go on your knees, pray for me." When asked by another on what he depended, being now about to depart, he replied, c< On nothing but the blood and righteous- ness of Jesus Christ." His last words were, " I am happy ! " As with the Lord who loved him and gave Him- self for him, so with Gedrge at sunset on the day of his death, they laid him in the grave ! On Easter Sunday, his pastor, in his sermon, turned his blessed death to living profit. The church of Regent's town mourned for its youthful dead it was calcu- lated that six hundred followed him to the grave. There, in the mountain sod sleeps all that was mortal of the young African evangelist, till the voice of the FRUITS OF RIGHTEOUSNESS. 175 archangel and the trump of God awake the blessed dead. He " in a short time fulfilled a long time," departing at the age of sixteen. His childhood had been bitterness the voice of the oppressor the chain of the oppressed the worse than dungeon of a slave-ship hold ! But the Good Shepherd found him, redeemed him by the blood of His covenant the everlasting arms received him ; spared for awhile to breathe the heavenly invitation, " COME/' to the lost wanderers around him ; then, resting in his bed, he entered into peace ! " Our lamentations might be poured upon the grave of this African child of consolation, but that we are for him constrained into rejoicing. And looking round upon the church where he was " born again," we see that his spiritual father Augustine Johnson still is there. Tamba and Davis too are there, who had already been made "unto God a sweet savour of Christ in them that are saved/' Their pastor records at this time their successful labours among the people of a mountain near; and Noah too, of whom he says at this time also, that he was " still increasing in usefulness, a valuable assistant indeed ! " We can only therefore turn from the grave of George to his missionary pastor and say, " I WAS A STRANGER, AND YE TOOK ME IN ! " tligfet. " If thou turn away thy foot from the sabbath, from doing thy pleasure on my holy day; and call the sabbath a Delight, the Holy of the LORD, Honourable; and shalt honour Him, not doing thine own ways, nor finding thine own pleasure, nor speaking thine own words ; then shalt thou delight thyself in the LORD ; and I will cause thee to ride upon the high places of the earth, and feed thee with the heritage of Jacob thy father ; for the mouth of the LORD hath spoken it." Isaiah Iviii. 13, 14. CHAPTER X. THE SABBATH A DELIGHT, THAT a Sabbath is still given of God to man, no less certainly than other Heaven-appointed means of grace, is a truth confirmed by the fact that Christians of every age and of every varying community unite to acknowledge, honour, and bless the sacred hours of " the Lord's day/' No sooner were the poor African slaves baptized with " the Spirit of grace and supplication/' than they felt the value, and rose to the enjoyment of the Sabbath-day. And their dili- gent improvement of it casts a silent reproof on many, trained from their birth in the use of its sacred privileges. At six o'clock in the morning, the first service was held most beautiful it must have been at dawn of day in that romantic valley, when the morning breathed upon the mountains, and, in the freshness of all things, the negro came to the sanctuary to pray ! After this early service, the twelve oldest communicants took each their separate way among the dwellings of their countrymen, to 180 THE SABBATH A DELIGHT. visit all who might be sick carrying to each sufferer's side the balm of Life, which they had brought from the Mercy-seat, fresh from the eternal Fountain; celebrating in each sick chamber the sacred day's return, bringing home to each solitary sufferer the joy of " the communion of saints/' And when- ever they knew of any who forsook the assembling of themselves together, there the feet of these heralds of salvation followed them, wherever it might be, to compel them by constraining love, to come in. All the congregation assembled before the time for reading the exhortation ; it was very rare for a single individual of the crowded congregation not to have entered then the negro made hindrances give way to the sacred service, instead of that sacred service being broken in upon by hindrances. Again at three, and again at seven o'clock, all attended public worship ; it was a rare event to miss one of them, except the sick ; husband, wife, and children, all were there, their dwellings locked up. Between the services, in every quarter of the town, the negro families, either by themselves or several families unitedly, met for prayer. And oftentimes the darkened mountains echoed to their hymns of adora- tion, till the Sabbath's last sacred hour had passed and the midnight ushered in the week-day dawn. This community of liberated slaves seemed indeed to have learned both the grace and the sweetness of the THE SABBATH A DELIGHT. 181 command, " Pray without ceasing ! " Never less than five hundred attended daily morning and even- ing prayers in the church, sometimes nine hundred, and sometimes it was full. The same spirit of prayer breathed from them in. private, and animated their desires and efforts for their country -people. One negro says, ' The Lord Jesus Christ is to me my breakfast and my supper, my morning and my night ! I can put no trust in anything beside, for all things I see are sinful ; in my heart nothing but sin ; in the world, nothing but sin. The Lord Jesus Christ, He take all sin and die for it ! and He only good, and only able to save ; that make Him my everything ! ' We cannot wonder that such spirits found joy in the communion of prayer ! We give further extracts from the Journal : "July, 1820. One man said, c l have felt very glad since last Sunday morning. When you preach you talk to me all the time ; what you said was what I felt: which make me glad too much. But when you at last talk to the wicked, I wanted to cry my heart turn in me for my poor wife ! she come always to church, but she no believe she still care- less. I do not know what to do with her ; sometimes when I look at her I could ciy. I cannot keep water out of my eyes. I grieve very much for my wife. Oh, I wish God may teach her ! ' " Another woman said, ' First time when I begin 182 THE SABBATH A DELIGHT. to pray, and when I see all bad things, I go plenty times to the Lord Jesus Christ to pardon all my sins ; and then I feel glad too much, because He come into the world to save sinners. When I go out, I pray in the road ; in the farm, I pray-; when I get in the market amongst plenty people, I pray ; I always pray, that time my heart live on the Lord Jesus Christ ! When I get up, I pray ; when I lie down, I pray ; when I see God's people I glad too much, I talk to them, and tell them what the Lord do for me. But this time I don't know how I stand ; suppose I pray, my heart run away from me ; and when I get up from my knees, I don't know what I been say. Oh, my heart ! bad past everything : I don't know what to do with myself/ "July 30. Sunday. The prayer - meeting at six o'clock was numerously attended. Divine ser- vice at half-past ten. I read the prayers as usual, and Noah responded with the whole congregation ; when I read some of those beautiful and spiritual prayers, I could have wept ; there appeared a holy awe throughout the congregation. I saw one woman while she repeated the responses ' Lord, have mercy upon us ! Christ, have mercy upon us ! ' weeping bitterly. ./ -^ ' -^' . ,--:i f . : : '; / "- : -.: : ;: ; : : "'- : i .:.' 3k-J .. '""'" : ''^^""^V^^v':'-!'"^^