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Revs. F. Fisher, of Futtyghur, M. J. Jennings, at Delhi, G. W. Coopland, of Gwalior, and E. T. R. Moncrieff

, of Cawnpore, Chaplains of the Honourable Company; the Revs. A. R. Hubbard, at Delhi, W. H. Haycock, and H. Cockey, at Cawnpore, of the Society for the Propagation of the Gospel ; the Rev. J. Mackay, of the Baptist Mission; the Rev. J. Macullum, of the Additional Clergy Society, at Shahjehanpore; the Rev. J. Freeman, and probably two other American Presbyterian Missionaries at Futtyghur; and the Rev. Mr. Hunter, of the General Assembly's Mission, at Sealcote, who was one of the earliest victims of the rebellion. In addition to these, the name of Dr. Buch (son-in-law of Dr. Vaughan, of Manchester,) may be mentioned. He came to this country in the service of the London Mission, ahout eight years since, and was for a short time associated with Mr. Millers, in the Bhowanipore institution. He afterwards left the mission, and accepted service under government, in the north-west provinces, in the educational department. The loss of mission property at Agra, Allahabad, Muttra, Cawnpore, &c., is very extensive, and in many places operations are for the present necessarily suspended. I know that the friends of our own society, while devoutly thankful for our preservation, will deeply sympathize with other missions in the severe losses they have sustained. We are to remember those who are in adversity, as being ourselves also in the body. I trust that in this day of adversity to Indian missions, none will be feeble or faint-hearted. The more the devil opposes us, the more we must be determined to oppose him.

English letters and papers have reached this morning, bringing news via Southampton, to the 19th of September, and Marseilles the 25th; and between writing for the out-going mail, and reading what has come to hand, I am perplexed. Thanks for the affectionate and encouraging letter written by the appointment of the Midland Conference. As it is addressed to all the brethren, the Conference will, of course on its meeting, notice it. Meantime, if one may speak for all, I may safely say that next to the sweet consciousness of the presence of Christ, and the assurance that our times were in his hands, has been our comfort arising from the persuasion that many dear friends affectionately sympathized with us, and bore us on their hearts before the Lord in prayer. It has given us unspeakable consolation and hope. So many prayers offered for India, and the servants of Christ labouring in it, cannot be lost.

I cannot close without giving you a little Orissa news, that will interest many of your readers. Miss Lacey, the only surviving daughter of our late valued brother, and peculiarly dear to him, has ceased to be a spinster. She was united in marriage on the 14th ult. to F. Bond, Esq., engaged in the service of government as Executive Engineer, in the department of public works. The knot was tied by Brother Stubbins, and all the great people of the station expressed their kindly feeling towards the bride and bridegroom, by their attendance. We all wish them every blessing.

Miss Butler is enjoying a visit to our dear friends at Berhampore. The weather is now really delightful; the cold season has fairly set in, and I trust we shall be able to do something in the way of itineracy. Pray for us. Our daily prayers are offered for our dear friends in the Agamemnon. I do not expect their arrival before the 20th.*


Ever yours,

J. BUCKLEY. * The vessel was spoken with September 3, two degrees south of the equator, and again on the 27th.

We fully expect the next telegram (which will arrive before this is in the hands of our readers) to annouuce that the good ship and her cargo are in the port of Calcutta.-Ed.


Piplee, near Cuttack, October the 16th, 1857. MY DEAR MR. GOADBY.— I have long desired to address a few lines to you, but hitherto circumstances have prevented. I am persuaded that it would be quite superfluous for me to say anything about the fearful atrocities in connexion with the mutiny, or the trying time through which we have had to pass, as you have had so much information relating thereto from other sources, so will tell you a little about ourselves and our station. After the birth of our little boy, and my husband's illness, on the 4th of April, we returned to Piplee thankful to be once more with our dear people, nor were they less pleased to have us back again. We found them all in good health, but it was quite evident they had suffered spiritually on account of the shepherd's absence. As usual at that season of the year the Pooree rout was thronged with pilgrims, and as the time of the large Car Festival drew near, the number gradually increased, until it was thought that four or five thousand daily, for several successive days, passed our house on their way to the shrine of Juggernaut : indeed during the morning and evening the rout was quite crowded with unhappy victims of debasing superstition. At times the scenes were beyond expression, grievous and appalling. Often did I return home with my heart ready to bleed, wondering what could be done for the perishing thousands around us ! Many of these poor creatures were grey headed, and almost double with age, tottering on the brink of the grave. Several as they went along were obliged to be supported by the arm of a child or friend; while others went “leaning on the top of their staff;" their only apparent desire being to reach the " seat of the great god," before the lamp of life had ceased to burn. Some had travelled six or seven hundred miles, enduring the greatest privations and fatigue; and nature, weak and faint, appeared unable to sustain the self-imposed burden much longer. There were also hundreds of young girls, from about fourteen to twenty years of age, beautiful and interesting looking creatures over whom I could not refrain from weeping tears of sympathy and pity, as I watched them foot sore, and weary, dragging their poor bodies' along. Often, very often, have I wished that we could have some kind of an asylum at Piplee for these poor degraded young females, whose spirits (as ours) will live for ever in happiness or misery.

One morning when going out I noticed a poor old woman, accompanied by her son and two daughters, who did not appear to be connected with the company going on before. I asked them how far they had come and whither they were going? They said they were come from Calcutta, and were going to see Juggernaut. I then asked them how long they would remain at Pooree, and what they would do while there? They replied, “We shall stay one night, and the next day go to give our nomasker to Juggernaut, and then return home.” I tried to tell them, as well as I was able, that Juggernaut could do them no good : and pointed them to Jesus Christ the only Saviour; and told them to call at the bungalow as they retnrned, and the sahib would give them some books. A few mornings after the above conversation I was returning home, when a very respectable looking middle aged man, at the head of a company of pilgrims, came up to me, and in very good English said,“ Good morning, madam; we are a company of pilgrims from Calcutta, going to Pooree.” The said man and I were speedily surrounded by the people, and very thankful I felt for the opportunity of speaking to a poor benighted idolater in my own tongue. I told him Jesus Christ was the only Saviour for all nations and peoples. He said Jesus Christ was right for the English people, and Juggernaut for Hindoos. I asked what offering they would have to give the idol ? “ Oh !” he said, some will give money and others clothes and jewels." I remained talking with him for some time, and he interpreted what I said to the people surrounding us. At last the pilgrim hunters--men sent out to seek up and bring in poor creatures who may be willing to visit the shrine of Juggernaut–became very anxious to go forward, and several times ordered the poor degraded women to go on, but it was no use, for not one of them would move. They appeared too axious to see me and hear what I had to say. I asked them to come to the bungalow as they returned to see the sahib, and he would give them books, at which they appeared very pleased.

When witnessing the wretched condition of these poor ignorant creatures, we do indeed feel something as the poet felt when he exclaimed


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“O for a trumpet voice,

On all the world to call !
To bid their hearts rejoice

In Him who died for all.”

The heat at this time was intense; which, together with bad or insufficient food, and impure water, caused much sickness among the pilgrims. Indeed we had cholera and fever in our own neighbourhood as well ; and as there is neither doctor nor hospitals within twenty miles of Piplee, the people must either apply to the Missionary for medicine, or suffer and die; consequently, we have numerous applications for medicine, and some days our house resembles an hospital more than anything else.

In Pooree the small-pox and cholera raged fearfully for some time. It was thought that not less than one hundred died daily in and about the town, and the fires for consuming the dead were not extinguished for weeks. Sometime after the mutiny broke out in the North West Provinces, our dear friends in Cuttack became very anxious about us in our isolated situation, as it was reported that some of the disbanded sepoys were prowling about Cuttack, and others were on their way to Pooree. Mr. and Mrs. Buckley very kindly invited us to go into Cuttack without delay, assuring us that so long as they had a home we should share it with them,

So on the 4th of June Mr. Taylor decided that we would go into Cuttack, fearing it would not be safe to remain longer at our station, especially as on the following Sabbath the large annual bathing festival at Pooree was to commence. Moreover, about this time the Commissioner advised that no Missionary or native preacher should attend the festivals, numbers of the disbanded sepoys being then in Pooree.

As soon as our dear people heard that we were going into Cuttack, one and another flocked around us to know why we were about to leave them, and asked who would take care of them. My husband assured them again and again that if his remaining with them would in any way be for their good or safety, he would not leave them upon any account, but he believed they would be safer without him, as generally speaking the hatred of the sepoys appeared to be principally against the Europeans, on hearing which, they then seemed rather more reconciled. When we were ready to start the bell was rung, and all that could assembled with us for prayer, but never can I describe what our feelings were during that farewell meeting, while Mr. Taylor was explaining to our beloved people, as they sat around us, what was being done in other places, and how unsafe it would be for us to remain longer with them. Sebo Patra and Mr. Taylor then in prayer committed us all to the care and keeping of our heavenly Father, who neither slumbers nor sleeps. Then amid many prayers and tears we bade our dear people farewell, leaving our home with all it contained, save a few of our best things, and Mr. Taylor's books, thinking that if we were spared to return, we might find all at the station destroyed by fire, as had been the case in many other places. Our journey into Cuttack was anything but a pleasant one, for every company of pilgrims we met we wondered whether they were disbanded sepoys, who would stop and treat us as many of our dear country men and women had been treated. So that when the first dawn of light appeared on the following morning, and we knew that we were getting near to the city of refuge, our hearts did indeed rise in praise and gratitude to our Heavenly Father, who in all ages of the world has been the “ dwelling place of his people."

We were most heartily congratulated by our friends in Cuttack upon our safe arrival, and during our stay received from them the greatest kindness. It was thought advisable for us not to return to Piplee before the end of August, as during that month the mohurrum, a large Mohammedan festival, is celebrated, and it was believed if there were a rise in the district, it would be during the time of the festival. As you will have heard we many times felt that we knew not what a day or an hour might bring forth. The day on which the festival commenced was the Sabbath, on the morning of which we had a general prayer meeting to

supplicate the divine blessing and protection, and at the close of the service the ordinance of Baptism was administered ; in the afternoon the ordinance of the Lord's Supper was administered, and the young man who had been baptized in the morning, was admitted into the church, and in the evening we had English service, but a very small congregation, and of those who were present it could not be said we had no anxiety respecting our safety, nor was that the only time that fear was experienced by us in the house of prayer. The Lord has however been better to us than all our fears, and on the 4th of September we again re. turned to our much-loved people and station in peace and safety, feeling that no place or people in India were half so dear to us. As we came through the Piplee bazaar our hearts were rejoiced to see how apparently pleased even the poor heathen were to see us back again. For some time before we reached the chapel we heard Paul's powerful voice uplifted in prayer as he was then conducting the Friday afternoon service, at the close of which the dear people came to see us, and to give their nomasker. We indeed felt that the Lord had dealt most graciously with us, and that our obligations to love and serve him, were infinitely increased.

Since our return I am thankful to say that we have had much less fear than might have been expected, yet at times we have not been altogether free from it, but we hope when more European regiments arrive in the country, and Delhi has been completely destroyed, that our confidence may again be restored. We understand that re-enforcements for the Missions, as well as for the army, left England on the 11th of August. May the “God of the seas” give the wind and the waves charge concerning them, and in due time bring them to the “ desired haven.” We are looking forward with considerable delight to the time when we shall see their faces in Orissa.

I am thankful to say my dear husband and self are tolerably well, as also is our sweet little boy, whom we call George Buckley. With kind regards to your family, in which Mr. Taylor unites.

Yours affectionately,



BERHAMPORE. Mrs. Wilkinson writes :- “Before our overland letters are closed this month, there is one item of painful intelligence to add, viz: the death of our native brother Deena Bundoo. He departed this life early this morning, after a somewhat protracted illness, though dysentery appeared to be the immediate cause of his death. He was about sixty years of age. He had been a christian nearly seventeen years, and was one of our earliest converts at Ganjam. For some time before his death, he appeared to be much engaged in prayer. At one time when spoken to by a relative regarding the adjustment of some unimportant worldly property, he replied, 'I have done with all these things now, and my great concern is how I may pass the river of death. On Sunday, when Mr. Wilkinson had prayed with him, he said he expected soon to die, but added, his hopes were bright, and it pleased God that his end should be peace. His prayers were answered ; in crossing the river of death, he had not to buffet with the waves as some have had ; his end was so calm that the bystanders scarcely knew when the spirit took its flight.

Not being able to attend the funeral to the grave, I went this afternoon to the house to say a few words of cor fort. The weeping female relatives, according to the custom here, did not attend the funeral. When I entered, the widow hung upon my neck and wept in the bitterness of her soul, exclaiming “mother ! my husband ! my husband !" I tried to comfort her, and reminded her how the good hand of God had been with them ever since his mercy visited their house, when they were heathens at Ganjam, now seventeen years ago, and when the Lord first opened her husband's heart to receive the word of life.

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Thinking the family would be more composed apart from the number of weeping neighbours that were in the room, I took them into a side room, and we spoke of the goodness of God to them as a family—how much cause they had for thankfulness, and how much mercy was mingled even with this dispensation, My dear husband, who was at the grave, would, I am sure, feel much while performing the last sad offices for our departed friend. He was the first convert Mr. Wilkinson baptized at Ganjam. For a number of years he was a useful native preacher, until sickness incapacitated him for preaching and travelling. More recently he assisted me in the girls' school. We naturally felt a great regard for him; Mr. Wilkinson has been his pastor for more than seventeen years, and those are no common ties which bind missionaries to their converts when the Lord permits them to be together for a number of years, and not only themselves, but in due time their children also enter the church. Mr. Wilkinson has had the pleasure to baptize the two eldest sons of our departed friend; his daughter Mary was, I believe, baptized by yourself at Piplee. Both the sons are estimable

I young men; one is quite talented : he has lately received a scholarship at the Zillah School here. We hope he may soon be a candidate for the ministry of the gospel in this country.

Yours, To Rev. W. Miller.


Foreign Letters Received. BERHAMPORE-W. Hill, Oct. 3rd, 17th. BERHAMPORE-H. Wilkinson, Oct. 2nd.

-Mrs. Wilkinson, Oct. 17th. 1

PIPLEE—G. Taylor, Oct. 17th.



From November 18th to December 18th, 1857.


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Ashby and Packington.


£. S. d.
£. S. d.
No particulars

11 8 6
Public Collections ... 8 3 3
Missionary Cards.

Annie Mi dred Barrs ... 0 12 0
Fanny Goadby

Liverpool Street Post Mark.
0 8 6

A Thank-offering for Mary Widdowson ... O 18 2

God's great love in Thomas Orchard

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the conversion of my Thomas Elliott ...

son. W. C."

1 0 0 Walter Buck

...0 9 4 PACKINGTON.

Measham. Public Collections ... 6 O 101 Donation by the late Jane Thomson's box ... 1 0 0 Mr Boss

10 00
Charlotte Thirlby's do. 1 1 0
Clara Jane Thirlby's do. 1 3 2

Elizabeth Jane Fox's do.O 12 0
Sarah Ann Smith's do.

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0 17 3

21 10 10 Mrs Taylor's do.

0 3 0 The late Mrs Everard... 0 5 0

Todmorden Vale.

Public Collection

22 14 104 Less expenses




... 1 13 0

3 8 0 Loughborough.

No particulars

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... 0 12 0

Subscriptions and donations in aid of the General Baptist Missionary Society will be thankfully received by Robert Pegg, Esq., Derby, Treasurer; by the Rev. J. C. Pike, Quorndon, Leicestershire, Secretary; and by the Rev. W. Miller, engaged, during his sojourn in England, as Travelling Agent to the Society.

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