of it. We then knelt down and prayed. After thanking God for his kindness, the crowd fell upon my neck and wept. When the noise was over, we sat down and conversed together until three o'clock in the morning, while I made known to them the way in which the Lord had led me."
We need not wonder that coming thus with apostolic zeal, in the name of the Lord, and invoking his blessing, his visit was made instrumental in the conversion of a number of his friends, among whom was his mother, who was near seventy years of age.
In the year 1847 this good man was called to his rest. Having been attacked with cholera, a disease always more or less prevalent in India, he died, after a few hours of great suffering, saying, “The Saviour is a sweet comforter—a sweet comforter! My body is very weak, but my soul is joyful! I am now like the pilgrim passing over the great river, and soon I shall reach the other side !"
A record of this memorable instance of the grace of God in converting and blessing the labours of a Hindu among his countrymen, has been preserved in a small volume published by the members of the Bellary mission. To this
