as he was riding with us, we passed a funeral pile, on which a body had been just laid, and a fire kindled. On our return, he expressed a desire to see it near, and his father went with him. The body was nearly half consumed, and the remaining half left quite exposed; as a strong wind was blowing the flames from it, Charles looked at it steadily without any remark, but his countenance, as he returned to the chaise, plainly showed that new and distressing thoughts were revolving in his mind. After his return home, there was none of his usual cheerfulness and he could not sleep after going to bed.

It was not for some time that the impression left his mind, and he ever after referred to the sight as the most horrid he had witnessed.

Once he saw people bringing a body to bury near our house, and this he did not think much of, as he had seen his own dear brothers and sisters laid in the grave. He therefore went out with a friend who was staying with us. The body was larger than the grave prepared for it, and as is often done here, after being laid partly in it, some one or more stepped in upon

the almost naked body, and crowded it down with their feet.

This was another shock to the dear boy's feelings, from which he did not soon recover, and especially as he was often reminded of both these scenes by the flames of the funeral pile, quite in view from our front door, and by the dead being constantly buried on both sides the road leading down from the house.

He had also frequent providential warnings that he was in constant danger of death, from the bite of serpents, as well as from sickness and other causes. At one time while he was lying asleep on the floor, with a pillow under his head, a beaver snake, which is considered very poisonous, came over the whole length of his body, went under his pillow, and then returned over his face. At another time, something falling from the roof into the chair where I was usually sitting at that hour, he ran to see, and as it was pretty dark thought it a stick of wood, and put out his hand to take hold of it, when it showed itself to be a serpent. At another time one fell from the roof on him.

He however seemed to think of his sins, as

much as of his exposure to danger and to sudden death. One evening I well recollect, when he was so affected with thinking of his sins and his danger, that be begged me to pray with him, and himself prayed alone and with me three or four times, appearing to feel that he could not go to bed till his sins were pardoned, and he had a new heart. Another time at a quarterly meeting, during the sermon he was so affected as to weep, which he seldom did, when he could be observed; and during the administration of the Lord's Supper, as he stood by me, put his hand behind my chair and sobbed and wept, and continued to to do so when we were at prayer, and nearly all the time afterwards. On inquiring afterwards why he did so, he said that he felt as he never did before, and he wanted to come also to the Lord's Supper. This desire he often afterwards expressed, and regularly atttended the meetings at the station which were held for inquirers, and those who wished to make a public profession of their faith in Christ. This was the more noticeable in him as he always avoided any unnecessary exhibition of his feel

ings; many times dashing the tears from his eyes with his fingers, and turning his head away when he thought he might be observed.

I have thus, my dear, endeavored to comply with your request, as well as my time and circumstances will admit. I have found it hard work to go on with what affects me so much, and especially as I could do it so little to my satisfaction. If it affords our beloved mothers and brothers and sisters any pleasure, I shall feel recompensed, and only regret that I could do him no more justice.

There are a thousand things on which we can dwell with pleasure, that cannot be conveyed to others, and the more we think of our dear one of whom we hoped so much, the more thankful we are that we enjoyed him so long, that he was so pleasant, and I hope the more willing are we to have him just where he is, though ourselves and others are deprived of him.

The history of Charles, after having said farewell to his parents, at Oodooville, until his arrival in America, will be found in the following extracts from his letters and journals, written only for his parents' eye, and now published without alteration, from his artless transcripts.

Copy of a note addressed to his parents from Madras, (Written in pencil.)

MY DEAR PARENTS,

The Star has not yet arrived, but I hope it will come soon, and I hope I shall soon get to America, and see my friends. I sometimes feel sorry, but then I hope that we may meet again in this world, but if not, I hope we all shall meet in the world to come, on the right hand of God. I still feel that I have given myself to God, and that he will take care of me on the ocean, and on the land, when I am alone and when I am in different circumstances than what I would be if I was at home. At certain times I feel a good deal, but still I hope that God will take care of me and you all.