Indian Ladies in a Railway Train. WHILE returning from Burdwan, I entered at the station a second class railway carriage. There were in the carriage about half a dozen European gentlemen and one up-country native gentleman. Close to the last-mentioned person, and in the furthest corner of the carriage, there rested what seemed to be a large package of goods, completely covered over with cloth. Wondering what a bale of cotton, or a package of any other goods, had to do in a second class carriage, we directed our eyes towards it, when, lo and behold the supposed package seemed to move. One of the European passengers, reading surprise in our countenance, said, "I suppose you are wondering what that thing in the corner is: it is a Hindu lady, the wife, I suppose, of the gentleman sitting beside her." It was past noon, in one of the hottest days of May. It was perfectly sultry, not a leaf of a single tree moved. The weather was perfectly grilling. And yet this Hindu lady was sitting beside her inhuman husband, completely covered over from head to foct with sevenfold cloth! Whether the poor creature, thus treated more like a bale of cotton than a human being, caught fever during the operation we did not hear, though it was to us a marvel that she did not die of suffocation in the carriage.—Indian Reformer. Our New Missionaries. DR. ROBSON and Mr. Don have entered on their work in such a way as to hold out the most cheering prospect of their future use and efficiency. God be praised for it. In fact, we are at this moment full of hope and joy in the Lord. They have both proved a great comfort to me; and, if spared, they will prove a credit to our church and mission, and a blessing to many. Mr. M'Donald has also shown himself a true missionary; while Mr. Ross is useful in his department. So that all the four accessions within the year have proved to us accessions indeed! Again, I say, God be praised for it.-Dr. Duff. THE JEWS. Prize Essays by Children. SEVERAL children had sent me contributions for the missionary work amongst Israel. I availed myself of that opportunity to address in my paper, the Herald, the following question to all the children, namely, "Why do children give their money for the proclamation of the gospel amongst the Jews?" I offered three prizes for the three best essays, and I have got sixty-six answers by children from seven to fourteen years of age. Boys and girls, the children of poor persons and of barons, have sent in their answers, and very shortly the prizes will be allotted and distributed. Several parents have thanked me for these prize essays, as it gave them an opportunity of speaking anew to their children about the kingdom of God, and to exhort their children to give themselves to the Lord.-Rev. C. Schwartz, Amsterdam. I Have Peace in My Heart." IN March of 1859, I had the privilege of baptizing two Jewesses. One of them was married, and she had been ill for a long time. She has suffered much in the last eighteen months, but found also much comfort in believ ing. She was a very simple woman, but loved the Saviour. She knew fully that she had been blind, and that Christ had opened her eyes, yea, her heart. During the last four weeks, which she passed in an hospital, she had much to endure, but bore it calmly, Christian-like. Being with her the day before her death, I inquired of her how she now felt, as death was at hand. Her calm, short, but decided answer was, "I have peace in my heart in the Lord Jesus.' She said scarcely anything more, and fell asleep the next day in Jesus. I accompanied the corpse to the church-yard. It was the same place wherein Mrs. Bremer was buried about eighteen months ago, who died a few days after her baptism. Her last words were, "To me to live is Christ, and to die is gain ;" and the one now laid in the grave said, "I have peace in my heart in the Lord Jesus."Rev. C. Schwartz. IN the early settlement of Pennsylvania, there arrived, among other emigrants, a poor, pious German family. In 1754, the fearful war, commonly called the "old French war," broke out between the French and the English. Canada was the seat of the war, as it was the centre of the French power. The Indians were induced to join them, and thus they became a terror to all the frontier settlements. In this war the Indians used to go sometimes with the French and sometimes alone, in small parties, and fall upon the defenceless inhabitants, and murder them with out mercy, burning their dwellings, and destroying their property. On such an excursion as this, they came across the dwelling of the poor German. The father and his eldest son, and the two girls named Barbara and Regina, were at home. The mother and one boy had gone to carry some grain to a mill at a distance. On their return they found the father and the oldest son cruelly murdered, and their humble dwelling and barn, and all that they had, burned or carried off. The two little girls, too, were carried away, and at night the poor mother had only one little boy left of all her family, and not a shelter for her head. All that she could learn respecting her daughters, was, that the Indians had carried them into the wilderness along with many other weeping children. It was never known what became of Barbara, the oldest girl. But Regina, with another sweet little girl, a stranger of two years old, were carried away into the country of the Indians, and given to an old Indian woman. She was very cross and very cruel. The little white-haired girl clung to Regina as her only friend, and as Regina had been well taught by her parents, she used often to tell her little friend all she knew respecting Jesus Christ; and often alone, in the mighty forest, would these two little, apparently forsaken creatures, say over such hymns and texts of Scripture as Regina could recall, and then kneel down and pray to that God who heareth the young ravens when they cry. Nine long years were thus spent in this bondage, till Regina was nineteen years old, and her little friend was eleven. In all this time their hearts seemed to be yearning after what was good. There was one favourite hymn which they often repeated together. In the year 1764, by the good providence of God, Colonel Bouquet, of the English army, came to that part of the country where these captives resided. He conquered the Indians, and compelled them to ask for peace. This he granted on the condition that all the white prisoners should be given up to him. More than four hundred were brought to the Colonel, and among these the girls whose story I am telling. They were truly wretched objects. He carried them to Carlisle, Pennsylvania, and published in all the newspapers of the State, that all parents who had lost children by the Indians, might come and see if they were among these four hundred captives. What a gathering was there at Carlisle ! What multitudes of fathers and mothers were seen coming with throbbing hearts to see if they could find their longlost children! Among others came the poor German's widow! She was seen walking up and down among the captives, pale, agitated, and in tears. Now she would stop and gaze at the long-haired, Indian-clad captives, and try to recall the features of her child. But Regina had grown up, was altered, was dressed as an Indian, and neither mother nor daughter knew each other. As the poor mother stood sobbing, the kind-hearted colonel came along, and his heart was touched "Is there nothing," said he, "by which your children can be discovered?" "Oh! Sir, nothing-nothing; I can't find either!" "Is there nothing which you taught them which they might recollect, if they heard it?" 66 'Nothing, Sir-nothing, unless it be a hymn which we used to sing with their father." "Sing it, sing it," said the colonel. The poor woman began, Alone, yet not alone am I, |