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Yet, what was at the bottom of all this was ■ ihe sense of direct responsibility to God. He did not know' of any suffering he had borne for the sake of faith. He accepted everything as it came. He was even brought to the verge of death, when the Mother rescued him. “But for my ‘ scholarship Venkata Katnam, I should have starved with my wife and child ” — (now Mrs. Hemalatha Sarkar.) That resolute will, that stern unbending faith, was at the bottom of the man. He timsted in God, and God blessed him. When Pratap Chandra Muzoomdar was in England, at the close of an interview' w'ith John Bright, that great orator asked him, “ How do you, Brahmo missionaries, live ?” “ They have no fixed allowance, no definite fund. They only accept what comes to them.” “ Oh then, it is the apostolic spirit of dependence on the providence of God ! Yes, after all, f hat is the best.” Y'^es. On W'hom can man depend but on Him who caters to the ant in its hole and the nestling in its nest ? On Him alone, if we are wise and truly thoughtful, can we depend. Keshub found out that secret ; and
