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house to try to save him. I went to the tukia, but the fagirs would not allow me to go in, and would have killed me, but for the interposition of Mirza Hajee, the shazada, who said to the troopers, "This woman and her husband are my friends, if you kill them I will get you all blown up." Through fear of this they let me go. Then I began to cry about my children, but Mirza Hajee told me that he had them all safe. Now I went after my husband towards Mr. Mackay's house, in Dyriagunge, the house formerly occupied by Mr. Parry, of the Delhi Bank.

On this way I saw a crowd of the city Mahommedans, and my husband in the midst of them. They were dragging him about on the ground, beating him on the head and in the face with their shoes, some saying, "Now preach Christ to us? Now where is your Christ in whom you boast?" And others asking him to forsake christianity, and repeat the kulma. My husband said, "No, I never will; my Saviour took up his cross and went to God. I take up my life as a cross, and will follow him to heaven.'

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They now asked him mockingly if he was thirsty, saying, "I suppose you would like some water." He said, "When my Saviour died he got vinegar mingled with gall. I don't need your water. But, if you mean to kill me, do so at once, and don't keep me in this pain. You are the true children of Mahommed. He went about converting with his sword, and he got thousands to submit from fear. But I won't; your swords have no terror for me. Let it fall, and I fall a martyr for Christ."

Now a trooper came up and asked what all this was about. The mussulmans said, "Here we have a devil of a christian who won't recant, so do you kill him." At this the sepoy aimed a blow with his sword, which nearly cut off his head. His last words were, "O Jesus, receive my soul!" I was close by under a tree, where I could see and hear all this. I was much terrified, and I shrieked out when I saw my poor husband was dead. It was of no use my staying there, so I went back to the chapel compound, where I found my house in a blaze, and people busy plundering it. I now went to my children to the house of Mirza Hajee, where I stayed three days, when orders were issued to the effect that if any one should be found guilty of harboring or concealing christians, they would be put to death. The queen, Zeenut Maual, had some fifty Europeans concealed, and she did all in her power to save them, but was compelled to give them up. Mirza Gohur, a nephew of the king, knew that I was with Mirza Hajee, and he remonstrated with him, and warned him of the consequences of keeping me. Mirza Hajee now told me that I must at once take one of two steps, either become a Mahommedan, or leave his house. Both of them urged upon me to leave christianity, saying that every christian in India had been killed, and that for me to hold out would be great folly. I was promised a home to dwell in, and thirty rupees a month to support myself and children, and that no one should molest me. God helped me to resist the temptation, and I said, "No, I cannot forsake Christ. I will work to support my children, and if I must be killed, God's will be done." I now had to go out with my seven children. A porter who came with me led me to the police station, and some sepoys there attempted to kill us. One man, however, knowing who I was, told them that I was under the protection of the king, and not to kill me. I now went about seeking for some place to dwell in, but no_one_would take us in, lest they should be murdered on our account. So I had to wander from one place to another for some ten days, having no place to rest and nothing hardly to eat. Out of the city we could not go, for all the gates were closed, and strict orders given not to allow any woman to go out On the 13th day a large body of the sepoys went out, and I managed to mix with the crowd and got out with my children. I now went to a place in the suburbs of Delhi, called Tulwari, where I got a room for eight annas a month. Six rupees was all the money I had, all the rest having been taken from us by the Mahommedans before.

When the English soldiers arrived from Delhi, I found my position any thing but safe, for the sepoys had a strong party there, and we were exposed to the fire of friends and foes. Cannon balls came near us again and again, and one day one even got into our room, but did us no harm.

I heard that many people went to a place called Junpeet, forty miles from Delhi, so I accompanied some people there. In this place I remained for three months, working hard to keep my little children from starvation. I was chiefly engaged in grinding corn, getting but one anna for grinding nine seers, (three half-pence for eighteen pounds) and in order to get a little food for all, I often had to work night and day: yet the Lord was good, and we did not starve.

When I heard that the English troops had taken Delhi from the city people, many of whom came into Junpeet in a great terror, I left with two other women, who went in search of their husbands. I again came to Tulwari, when the whole of my children were taken ill of fevers and colds, and I was in great distress. The youngest child died in a few days, and I had not a pice (a fraction) to pay for help to get it buried. No one would touch it, so I went about the sad task myself. They indeed said that if I would become a Mahommedan they would bury it for me. I took up the little corpse, wrapped it in a cloth, and took it outside the village. I began to dig a little grave with my own hands, when two men came up and asked me why I was crying so. I told them, and they kindly helped me to dig a grave, and then they left; I then took up the little corpse and buried it.

I was now anxious to get into the city, and sent a message to a native christian, Heera Lall, who knew us well. I at last found him, and got into Delhi, where I was kindly treated. I got Heera Lall to write to Agra, in hopes that some of our missionaries might be alive, and when you wrote back I cried for joy, and thanked God; for I now knew that what my dear husband said would be fulfilled,—that if our missionaries were spared I and the children would be provided for.

Of the Rev. Mr. Mackay, and Mrs. Thompson and family, I have to say, that before I left Delhi I went one day to Mrs. Thompson's house, when I saw a sight which horrified me ;-Mrs. Thompson and one daughter lying dead on a couch grasping each other, and the other daughter on the floor by the side of the couch. Their heads were quite severed from the trunks.

Of Mr. Mackay I heard that he and several other gentlemen were killed in Colonel Skinner's house, after resistance for three or four days. The king ordered the people to dig up the floor of the cellar where they had taken shelter, and kill them.

LETTER FROM MISS BUTLER.

Cuttack, March 4th.

MY DEAR MR. HUNTER.-I have made so many attempts to reply to your last kind communication, and been so often prevented doing so, that if I do not succeed this time, I shall be disposed to conclude a fatuity attends it. I had hoped to have leisure for writing you immediately on my return from Berhampore, but the arrival of Mr. and Mrs. Lacey and party, and with them our English boxes, containing tangible evidence of the affectionate remembrance and thoughtful love of dear dear friends at home, prevented. I assure you that it was a most exciting time, every one anxious to exhibit the treasures they had received, and dear Mr. Bailey must have been heartily tired of answering the questions put to him respecting each of our loved ones.

It was a great pleasure to me that he had been so frequently to Nottingham, and seen you and my beloved parents; he appears to have formed quite an attachment to Stoney Street, an attachment in which you will readily believe I sympathize.

The pinafores sent for the native children by our juveniles, were received with the greatest gratitude. I wish they could have seen the little ones come to show themselves in the verandah, when dressed to go to chapel on the Sabbath morning. There were sufficient of them to allow of one being distributed to each family at Lacey-cie, Christianpore, and Choga. I was at the latter place a few weeks ago with my girls, and the dear people desired me to give their many namustrars to those who sent them.

I received a box of school materials, also, from the Walker Gate church, Louth, which will afford us valuable aid: especially the cotton, needles, &c. I have not

yet had opportunity of acknowledging this, but am hoping shortly to do so. The books you sent me I forwarded to each member of our mission and farm, desired by them to present their thanks, and at the same' time dear Mr. Hunter accept mine, and present the same with my love to dear Mrs. Hunter, for her handsome gift. Khomboo was exceedingly pleased with his bible; he will write himself to you and the society when he has opportunity; the cold season tours are now closing, so expect he may do so by the next mail.

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I am increasingly interested, dear Mr. Hunter, in my school, and thankful such a sphere of labour is appointed me. We have now upwards of seventy children, which is a serious and responsible charge. But with a sense of insufficiency and weakness, how encouraging to be assured that sufficiency and strength are to be derived from one who is Almighty. "My strength shall be made perfect in weakness. This passage came with a new power and force to my mind the other evening, when it was impressively read by Mr. Buckley, at family worship; especially was I struck by the declaration of Paul,-that he would gladly and rather glory in infirmities, that the power of Christ might rest upon him. Surely we would do the same, and rejoice that, while we are nothing, Christ is all and in all. I should think that the missionary, more than any other labourer in the Lord's vineyard, sees that his labours must be fruitless without accompanied by the Spirit of God. Often, when passing through the bazaars, or public places, where a number of people gather together, have I been led to ask, whether it were possible that all these could be brought to Christ. We are so few, and they so many, and are sunk so low, in every degradation, that, humanly speaking, it appears an impossibility. But, then, we remember, that it is not by human means, or it would be a certain impossibility. It is not by might, nor by power, but, by my Spirit, saith the Lord."

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You will be gratified to hear that several of the children evince a serious disposition, and an anxiety concerning their eternal interests. At a meeting that I had with them last week for conversation and prayer, about ten professed their desire after salvation. I was greatly interested in the manner one, who is a candidate for baptism, related how she was led by the Holy Spirit to see herself a sinner. She said she was reading her Testament, and came to the verse," If any man love not the Lord Jesus Christ, let him be Anathema, Maranatha. (The simple meaning of the words is given in the Oriya translation.) These words impressed her mind, and she resolved to escape that awful state, by loving and serving Him who loved, lived, and died for her. She is the youngest daughter of the late native preacher, Bonamallee; her sister (Hannah) also, in the school, and she are the only survivors of the family. Two other girls are also candidates, Jane, and Elizabeth, both children of christians residing at Choga; they are, I believe, truly converted to God, and, I hope, will soon be welcomed to the church and table of the Lord.

The children are all well, excepting a few cases of cold &c. A fortnight ago we were alarmed by the appearance of the small-pox, but the precautions taken have, by the blessing of God, prevented their extending, and we are hoping on, if in accordance to his will, we may be spared the visitation of so fearful a malady.

Mr. Stubbins is complaining, or I think I might have said, that all our circle are as usual. Mrs. Taylor's little boy has been seriously ill the last few days. He is staying with us, the bearers having refused to carry his nurse, who is a woman of low caste. It was providential they did so, for he could not have met with the prompt attention he required, there being no doctor at Piplee. He is now, I am thankful to say, improving, and if he continues to do so, his papa hopes to return to Piplee with him to-morrow.

And now, dear Mr. Hunter, I must ask you to excuse all errors, &c. I would write it over again, would time permit; will you kindly give my love to dear Mrs. Hunter, Mr. and Mrs. Lewitt, and all dear friends. Mr. Lewitt told father that he was expecting to hear from me; will you please remind him that he is my debtor and Mr. Brooks too. With kindest love, believe me,

Affectionately yours,

E. BUTLER.

Foreign Letters Received.

BERHAMPORE-W. Bailey, Feb. 5th, 16th, CUTTACK-J. Buckley, Feb. 1st, 18th;

March 5th.

-W. Hill, Jan. 15th.

March 3rd.

-G. Taylor, March 3rd.

Contributions

RECEIVED ON ACCOUNT OF THE GENERAL BAPTIST MISSIONARY SOCIETY,

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