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ployed, for even the slaves of the gover- | nor knew that they were doing wrong, and fled, leaving the whole of the captives on our hands. Bishop Mackenzie received them gladly, and in a fertile country, with land free, in the course of a year or two, might, by training some sixty boys to habits of industry, have rendered his mission independent, as far as native support was concerned. Having been engaged in the formation of two missions in another part of the country, and having been familiar with the history of several, I never knew a mission undertaken under more favorable auspices. This would be the opinion of all who have commenced similar enterprises in other parts, and it was that of the good bishop himself. He was so thoroughly unselfish, and of such a genial disposition, that he soon gained the confidence of people, and this is the first great step to success. The best way of treating these degraded people must always be very much like that which is pursued in ragged schools. Their bodily wants must be attended to as the basis of all efforts at their elevation. The slave trade is the gigantic evil which meets us at every step in the country. We cannot move through any part without meeting captured men and women, bound, and sometimes gagged; so no good can be done if this crying evil is not grappled with. The good bishop had some two hundred people entirely at his disposal, and would soon have presented to the country an example of a free community, supported by its own industry, where fair dealing could be met, which undoubtedly would have created immense influence; for wherever the English name is known it is associated with freedom and fair-play. Some seem to take a pleasure in running down their fellow countrymen, but the longer I live I like them the better. They carry with them some sense of law and justice, and a spirit of kindliness, and were I in a difficulty I should prefer going to an Englishman, in preference to any other, for aid. And as for Englishwomen, they do, undoubtedly, make the best wives, mothers, sisters, and daughters in the world. It is this conviction that makes me, in my desire to see slavery abolished, and human happiness promoted, ardently wish to have some of our country women transplanted to a region where they would both give and receive benefit, where every decent Christian Englishman, whether
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churchman, dissenter, learned or unlearned, liberal or bigoted, would certainly become blessing by introducing a better system than that which has prevailed for ages.
We conducted Bishop Mackenzie and party up to the highlands, and, after spending three or four days with them, returned, and never had any more connection with the conduct of that mission. We carried a boat past Murchison's Cataracts. By these the river descends at five different leaps, of great beauty, 1200 feet in a distance of about forty miles. Above that we have sixty miles of fine deep rivers, flowing placidly out of Lake Agassa. As we sailed into this fine freshwater lake, we were naturally anxious to know its depth ten, twelve, twenty, thirty fathoms-then no bottom with all our line, and John Neil, our sailor, at last pronounced it fit for the Great Eastern to sail in. We touched the bottom in a bay with a line of one hundred fathoms, and a mile out, could find no bottom at one hundred and sixteen fathoms. It contains plenty of fish, and great numbers of natives daily engage in catching them with nets, hooks, spears, torches, and poison. The water remains about 72°, and the crocodiles, having plenty of fish to eat, rarely attack men. It is from fifty to sixty miles broad, and we saw at least 225 miles of its length. As seen from the lake, it seems surrounded by mountains, and from these furious storms come suddenly down, and raise high seas, which are dangerous for a boat, but the native canoes are formed so as to go easily along the surface. The apparent mountains on the west were ascended last year, and found to be only the edges of a great plateau, three thousand feet above the sea. This is cool, well watered, and well peopled with the Manganja and the Maori, some of whom possess cattle; and I have no doubt but that, the first hardships over, and properly housed and fed, Europeans would enjoy life and comfort. This part of Africa has exactly the same form as Western India at Bombay, only this is a little higher and cooler. Well, having now a fair way into the highlands by means of the Zambesi and Shire, and a navigable course of river and lake of two miles across, from which all the slaves for the Red Sea and the Persian Gulf, as well as some for Cuba, went, and nearly all the inhabitants of this denselypeopled country actually knowing how
to cultivate cotton, it seemed likely that | Viscount Lavridio, the Viscount de-lu-da their strong propensity to trade might be Bandeira, and others, are as anxious to easily turned to the advantage of our own see the abolition of the slave-trade as country as well as theirs. And here, I could be desired; but the evil is done by beg to remark, that on my first journey, the assertion in Europe of dominion in my attention not having then been turned Africa, when it is quite well known that to the subject, I noticed only a few cases they were only a few half-castes, the chilof its cultivation, but in this I saw much dren of converts and black women, who more than I had previously any idea of. have actually to pay tribute to the pure The cotton is short in the staple, strong, natives. Were they of the smallest and like wool in the hand-as good as benefit to Portugal; if any one ever upland American. A second has been made a fortune and went home to spend introduced, as is seen in the name being it in Lisbon, or if any pleasure whatever foreign cotton, and a third variety of very could be derived by the Portuguese govsuperior quality, very long in the fibre, ernment from spending £5000 annually though usually believed to belong to on needy governors, who all connive at South America, was found right in the the slave-trade, the thing could be undermiddle of the continent, in the country of stood. But Portugal gains nothing but a the Makalolo. A tree of it was eight shocking bad name, as the first that began inches in diameter, or like an ordinary the slave-trade, and the last to end it. To apple-tree. And all these require re- us it is a serious matter to see Lord Palplanting not oftener than once in three merston's policy, which has been so emiyears. There is no danger of frosts either nently successful on the west, so largely to injure the crops. No sooner, however, neutralized on the east coast. A great had we begun our labors among the Man-nation like ours cannot get rid of the obganja than the African Portuguese, by ligations to other members of the great instigating the Ajawa, with arms and community of nations. The police of the ammunition, to be paid for in slaves, pro- sea must be maintained, and should we duced the utmost confusion. Village send no more cruisers to suppress the after village was attacked and burned, slave-trade, we would soon be obliged to for the Manganja, armed only with bows send them to suppress piracy, for no and arrows, could not stand before fire- traffic engenders lawlessness as does this arms. The bowman's way of fighting is odious trade. The plan I proposed reto be in ambush, and shoot his arrows quired a steamer on Lake Nyassa to take unawares, while those with guns, making up the ivory trade, as it is by the aid of a great noise, cause the bowmen to run that trade that the traffic in slaves is away. The women and children become carried on. The government sent out a captives. This process of slave-hunting steamer which, though an excellent one, went on for some months, and then a was too deep for the Shire. Another panic seized the Manganja nation. All steamer was then built at my own exfled down to the river, only anxious to pense; this was all that could be desired, get that between them and their enemies; made to unscrew into twenty-four pieces; but they had left all their food behind and the Lady Nyassa, or Lady of the them, and starvation of thousands ensued. Lake, was actually unscrewed and ready The Shire valley, where thousands lived for conveyance, at the foot of Murchison's at our first visit, was converted into liter- Cataracts, when, the people being swept ally a valley of dry bones. One cannot away in the manner I have mentioned, a now walk a mile without seeing a human work was hindered which I confidently skeleton; open a hut in the now deserted believed would have entirely changed the villages, and there lie the unburied skele- state of the country. It was the steamer tons. In some I opened, there were two Lady of Nyassa that took me across the skeletons and a little one, rolled up in a Indian Ocean, and in it I purpose to try mat, between them. I have always hated again. Were I young again I would putting the blame of being baffled upon gladly devote my time to the missionary any one else, from the conviction that a work; but that must be done by younger man ought to succeed in all feasible pro- men, specially educated for it-men willjects, in spite of everybody; and more- ing to rough it, and yet hold quietly and over, not to be understood as casting a patiently on. When I became consul it slur on the Portuguese in Europe, the was with the confident hope that I should
be able to stop the slave-trade. I do not mean to give up. If being baffled had even made me lose heart, I should never have been here in the position which by your kindness I now occupy. I intend to make another attempt, but this time in the north of Portuguese, and I feel greatly encouraged by the interest you show, as it cannot be for the person, but from your sympathy with the cause of human liberty throughout the world. It startles us to see a great nation of our own blood despising the African's claims to humanity, and drifting helplessly into a war about him, and then drifting quite as helplessly into abolition and slavery prin
ciples; then leading the Africans to fight. No mighty event like this terrible war ever took place without teaching terrible lessons. One of these may be that, though "on the side of the oppressor there is power, there be higher than they."
With respect to the African, neither drink, nor disease, nor slavery, can root him out of the world. I never had any idea of the prodigious destruction of human life that takes place subsequently to the slave-hunting till I saw it; and as this has gone on for centuries, it gives a wonderful idea of the vitality of the nation.
Little Bell sat down amid the fern-
Great ripe nuts, kissed brown by July sun,
Little Bell looked up and down the glade-
Come and share with me!"
But little while and then we too shall soar Like white-winged sea-birds in the Infinite Deep; Till then, thou, Father, wilt our spirits keep. -Miss Muloch.
Wert thou the spoil of some loved playmate's hand? Or did mine own thus bind and prison thee In bondage grim and fast? so shrunk, so sear Is all thine aspect now? Yet can I trace In its wan lineaments the form of grace, And can imagine the bright sapphire hue Of each small petal, when the calyx burst And gave its incense to the morning air. How many a time hath Spring awoke the woods, And Summer to the blue perpetual skies Unfolded all her flowers; how many a time Hath morn succeeded night, the sunbeam waned, | And the cool air condensed itself in dew, Since thou, their nursling, in thy beauty blooming, Wert here entombed, to fade and be forgot!
RELIC of early days! My casual hand
THE MOTHER TO HER CHILD.
"THEY tell me thou art come from a far world,
ON A DRIED WILD-FLOWER IN AN OLD That through these fringèd lids we see the soul
Steeped in the blue of its remembered home;
And what is thy far errand, my fair child? Why away, wandering from a home of bliss, To find thy way through darkness home again? Wert thou an untried dweller in the sky? Is there, betwixt the cherub that thou wert, The cherub and the angel thou mayst be, A life's probation in this sadder world? Art thou with memory of two things only, Music and light, left upon earth astray, And, by the watchers at the gate of heaven, Looked for with fear and trembling? "God! who gavest Into my guiding hand this wanderer, To lead her through a world whose darkling paths I tread with steps so faltering-leave not me To bring her to the gates of heaven, alone! I feel my feebleness. Let these stay onThe angels who now visit her in dreams! Bid them be near her pillow till in death The closed eyes look upon thy face once more! And let the light and music, which the world Borrows of heaven, and which her infant sense
Hails with sweet recognition, be to her A voice to call her upward, and a lamp To lead her steps unto thee!"
BY THE RIVER.
WE went wandering down through the woodlands,
How clearly before me that memory stands,
We pushed our way through the tangled wood,
All the brown woods were silent overhead;
The gold moss that clung on the gray rock's side, Where only the moss could grow,
And the dark-green ferns dripping into the tide, Lived again in the stream below.
And she twisted the berries into a crown
For her gleaming gold-bright hair;
"WE shall soon lose a celebrated building."
No, for I'll save it! Seven years since,
I took the Seine-side, you surmise,
And the face from the bank looked laughing down | So sauntered till-what met my eyes? At the face in the water there;
Only the Doric little Morgue!
The dead-house where you show your drowned Petrarch's Vaucluse makes proud the Sorgue,
Your Morgue has made the Seine renowned. One pays one's debt in such a case;
I plucked up heart and entered-stalked, Keeping a tolerable face
Compared with some whose cheeks were chalked: Let them! No Briton's to be baulked!
First came the silent gazers; next,
A screen of glass, we're thankful for; Last, the sight's self, the sermon's text, The three men who did most abhor Their life in Paris yesterday,
So killed themselves: and now, enthroned Each on his copper couch, they lay
Fronting me, waiting to be owned.
I thought, and think, their sin's atoned.
Poor men, God made, and all for that!
The reverence struck me; o'er each head Religiously was hung its hat,
Each coat dripped by the owner's bed, Sacred from touch: each had his berth, His bounds, his proper place of rest, Who last night tenanted on earth
Some arch, where twelve such slept abreastUnless the plain asphalte seemed best.
How did it happen, my poor boy?
And have the Tuileries for toy,
And could not, so it broke your heart? You, old one by his side, I judge,
Were, red as blood, a socialist,
A leveller! Does the empire grudge