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"ONLY WAITING.” A VERY aged man was asked what he was doing now. He replied, “Only waiting.”
Only waiting till the shadows
Are a little longer grown;
of the day's last beam is flown;
From the heart, once full of day;
Through the twilight soft and grey.
Have the last sheaf gathered home,
And the autumn winds have come.
The last ripe hours of my heart;
And I hasten to depart.
Open wide the magic gate,
Weary, poor, and desolate.
And their voices, far away:
Only waiting to obey.
Are a little longer grown,
of the day's last beam is flown;
Holy, deathless stars shall rise,
[The Macedonian, April 1855.
THE CONVERSION, TRIALS, GODLY LIFE, AND HAPPY DEATH, OF CATECHIST DANIEL, THE FIRST ELDER OF THE REFORMED PROTESTANT DUTCH CHURCH IN VELLORE.
(From the “ Madras Christian Herald,” Dec. 19 and 26, 1855.) On the 12th of September 1855 there went away to the world of glory a man whose life among us was like a sweet strain of music. While its melody still lingers in my ears I wish to write, so that I may the more faithfully record the triumph achieved by our gracious Lord in the heart of one who was once a wretched Hindu, but is now a saint near the throne.
His name was Andiappen. He belonged to a respectable caste, and was a worshipper of Shiva. In his youth he attended a heathen school. When he grew up he became a gardener. In this capacity he for more than twenty years served the late G. Vansomeren, Esq., who, finding him diligent and trustworthy, made him his head gardener. He married
32 LIFE AND HAPPY DEATH OF CATECHIST DANIEL. [MARCH, a heathen woman of his own caste, and by her had several children. He was much attached to her, and they were as happy as a family can be that has no Saviour, and, consequently, no hope of heaven.
The house of his employer was the frequent resort of Missionaries. On one occasion, when Messrs. Rhenius and Schaffter were there, one or both of them addressed a few words to Andiappen, setting before him the misery of his idolatrous condition, and pointing him to Jesus as the only one mighty to save. What was then spoken to him sank deep into his soul. He resolved that he would be a Christian. His relatives and friends arrayed themselves in opposition. He found that he must suffer the loss of all things if he would follow the Lord. He wavered: then, like Satan, came his old heathen schoolmaster, and, by his wily sophistry, and the power of long-established authority, induced him to refuse the divine call. He decided that he could not forsake all for Jesus. Eight years passed away, but the exhortation of the Missionary echoed and re-echoed through the inner recesses of his heart. He was often distressed, and went out alone in the twilight, under the trees, to pray to the one true God, of whom he had heard, and of whose existence and claims his awakened conscience strongly admonished him. At such times he would almost decide to take up the cross; but when he looked upon the faces of his wife and children, the thought that they, together with all others whom he loved, would cast him off with scorn and bitter hatred, made the cross appear too great a burden.
Nevertheless, the Saviour had marked him for His own. One day he, with the other gardeners, was watering the garden. He was treading the well-sweep. This was work to which he had been used from childhood. He knew well where to place his feet; yet something caused him to put his foot a little aside of its proper position. He fell suddenly from the height, and struck heavily upon a cross timber below, upon which the bucket-holder stands. He was carried, dreadfully bruised, to an hospital, where he long lay in a dangerous state. Thus God led him up to the border land, and bade him look into eternity. His mind was full of terror, and approaching death was recognised as the gate into hell.
While thus stretched upon a bed where pain of body and anguish of spirit were his companions, the Rev. Mr. Elouis, a Missionary, came to preach in the wards of the hospital. The name of Jesus shone like a ray of light across his dark soul. He vowed that if the Lord would heal him he would devote his life to His service. His prayer was heard. He came out again, and resumed his work.
How strong is the strong one who holds the unregenerate man bis captive! Andiappen delayed to fulfil his vow. He was afraid, and trembled. It was at this time I became acquainted with his state of mind. I conversed with him. He was still undecided. The time of his deliverance, however, was now approaching. One evening, Mr. Elouis being at my house, Andiappen was called in, and Mr. Elouis urged him, without further hesitation, to determine the great question. The Spirit of grace spread its dove-like wings over his heart, and he gave himself up wholly to heavenly influences. From that day until he entered into his rest I never saw in him the slightest vacillation. Then and there God enabled him to take hold of the Rock. He builded on it. No tempest could ever shake the edifice.
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I baptized him. He wished to be called Daniel. It was a bright, beautiful day. I shall never forget it. The heavens were full of light; not more so, however, than the trusting heart and the meek countenance of this beloved disciple. He was the Lord's. He had passed from the dismal desert of heathenism into Christ's garden. He ate of the fruits ; he sat in the shade; he breathed the fragrance of the flowers. He bathed himself in the fountain whose waters are Jesus' blood. He was very happy.
A cloud came up on the horizon that very day. The wife who had loved him hissed at him in her rage. He had polluted himself: never more would she live with him. With vehement passion she grasped handfuls of dirt and flung them into the air. She cried out against him with wild fury, as the destroyer of his family. Gathering up every thing valuable in the house, and seizing her children, she fled away as from an unclean thing. The convert lay down to sleep that night in a desolate house. Who can tell the greatness of this trial, or measure the depth of this sorrow? He was a man of much affection. His fears were realized. He was thrown into a burning, fiery furnace; but one walked with him in the midst of the flames, and he had no hurt, neither did the smell of the fire pass on him. He had lost much, but he had found more than all-the Saviour. He gazed on the dying Redeemer, and buried his griefs at the foot of His cross.
The tree had been pruned, and there came forth fresh leaves and fair fruit. He walked with God. The heathen saw the new life. At first they expressed their surprise and abhorrence. Soon they were constrained to respect. A native is very dependent on his wife. She cooks. If she runs away he is left in a vexatious predicament. He comes home from labour : there is no lamp lighted, no dinner ready. The heathen saw this convert uncomplainingly bear his trials. They saw him light the evening lamp, and cook his own food after the toils of the day. They saw a consistent, God-fearing life, and they honoured him.
After a few months, Daniel's employer, through a native over whom he had influence, induced the recreant wife to return. She stayed awhile, and then forsook her husband for ever. In the course of years he often wrote her letters, which breathed the most tender affection, beseeching her to return, but it was in vain. “ Forsake Christ, and I will be yours," was her constant reply. “No, never ! I love you much, but I will not deny my Lord," was his invariable rejoinder. He several times journeyed to the distant village where she resided with her heathen relatives, and entreated her, for the sake of the love he had ever shown her, to come again to him. I well remembur an expression in one of his letters. “When I fell from the well-sweep, it was because I turned to bestow a look of love upon you: will you still refuse to come to me?”
(To be concluded in our next.)
DISCOVERIES IN SOUTH-CENTRAL AFRICA. The discoveries of Dr. Livingston in South-Central Africa are most remarkable; so much so, indeed, that we cannot but see in them the indications of God's gracious purpose, that Africa shall no longer continue as it has been, as to the greater portion of it, an unknown land,
34 DISCOVERIES IN SOUTH-CENTRAL AFRICA. (MARCH, but that it shall be opened to the message of the Gospel. Dr. Livingston's discoveries go to confirm an opinion long since expressed by Dr. Krapf, that interior Africa possesses great facilities of communication, in its numerous lakes and mighty rivers. A great part of his wonderful journeys was accomplished in canoes, along the course of mighty streams One region through which he passed was called “rivers upon rivers :it consisted, for hundreds of miles, of a “dead level, interlaced by a perfect labyrinth of rivers, with their countless tributaries and numerous entering and re-entering branches."
Dr. Livingston's first journey commenced on June 1, 1849. The starting point was Kolobeng, his Missionary station, situated 200 miles north of Kuruman, the station of the Rev. R. Moffat. The object was to reach a large lake, which had been often heard of, lying to the northwest, across the great Kalehari desert. After 300 miles travelling across a dreary region, a noble river, the Zouga, was reached, along the windings of which, in a native canoe, our traveller proceeded, until the great lake Ngami was reached. The second journey, undertaken the following year, was in the same direction, but extended only a little beyond the Zouga, the prevalence of marsh-fever, and the destruction caused to the cattle by a venomous fly called tzetze, compelling the exploring party to turn back.
Early in 1851 a new effort was made, the river Zouga crossed, and, after traversing a region abounding with springs and inbabited by Bushmen, a new river, large and deep, was reached, called the Chobe, thirty miles down the course of which brought them to Linyanti, the town of Sebitoané, the chief of the Makololo. From this place Dr. Livingston first saw the great trunk river of this part of Africa, called by diverse names in different parts of its course--the : Secheke, Leeambye, and Zambesi, and which he eventually succeeded in tracing from Linyanti to the eastern coast, where it enters the sea.
Dr. Livingston now prepared himself for a still more arduous undertaking. His first care was to accompany Mrs. Livingston aud his children to Cape Town, shipping them from thence for England, that, during his long absence, they might be under the care of Christian friends ; and this being done, he turned his face towards the interior, on June 8, 1852; résolved, if possible, to penetrate through the great centre, until he succeeded in coming out on the west coast, in the direction of the Portuguese territories. The first point to be reached was Linyanti. This, however, was not so easily accomplished as on the previous occasion: the waters were at their height, and the country was inundated. It is very probable that to such seasons of inundation may be ascribed the reports which have reached us of a great inland sea. In the direction where the great sca is supposed to be ihere are probably large lakes, of considerable magnitude, and numerous rivers, and, when the waters rise, they all unite, and assume the appearance of one great sea. Through the inundated country Dr. Livingston and one native companion splashed, until they came near, once more, to the river Chobe, from which they found themselves separated “by a broad chevaux de frise of papyrus reeds and other aquatic plants;" and, after these had been broken through, by a still more formidable barrier, “a horrid sort of grass, about six feet high, and having serrated edges, which cut the hands
1857. SPECIMENS OF PREACHING IN NORTH INDIA.
35 most cruelly, wore my strong moleskin unmentionables quite through at the knees, and my shoes, nearly new, at the toes.” In this mass of reeds, constantly wading, and wet up to the middle, yet, through the goodness of God, sleeping soundly at night, the voyagers were detained three days until the river was gained; and, ihe pontoon which they carried being launched, they paddled down the stream, and, after twenty miles, reached a first village of the Makololo. Nothing could exceed the astonishment of the natives at his re-appearance. They marvelled how he had come amongst them, cut off, as they supposed themselves to be, from all the rest of the world, by the waste of waters. “ The only explanation they could devise for so strange an event was, that he had fallen on them from a cloud, yet came riding on a hippopotamus (pontoon).” The wondrous tidings soon reached Linyanti, and a number of canoes, with 140 people, were forthwith despatched by the chief to bring up his waggons and people, which he had left at some distance behind.
Here, at this point, we must interrupt, until next month, our tracery of these wonderful explorations.
SPECIMENS OF PREACHING IN NORTH INDIA. Dec. 9th : Lord's day-I had a great deal of preaching, and no arguing. I spoke on the text, “ They ihat be whole need not a physician, but they that be sick;" a capital text for a bazar sermon. I spoke first of the literal meaning of these words, to which all the people assented; then on the nature of the spiritual sickness, sin. I dwelt also upon the folly of receiving medicine from physicians who cannot help us, and never help any one, but under whose treatment the disease increased. They all assented. I then pointed out how the Hindús had had the same physicians for ages, but that, according to their own showing, the sickness had increased; for in the Sutyug (golden age) there were nineteen parts of health and one part of sickness; in the Talta, the sickness increased; in the Dwafar, the patients became worse; and now, in the Kaliyug (iron age), there were nineteen parts of sickness, and one of health or righteousness; and in a short time there would evidently be nothing left but sickness. Now, under these circumstances, I advised the people, as wise men, to dismiss their physicians, and turn to Him who alone can and does cure people. The people fully understood what I meant, and the crowd was large and the aitention deep. May the Lord Jesus bless His word!
Dec. 17th–I proceeded to the centre of the town. I had instantly a crowd of people, many of whoin I had seen several times. I gave four addresses, and argued for some time with a Mahommedan about the prophet mentioned in Deut. xv. 18, and about the Comforter. We had two things this morning, much noise and much attention. In describing the character of a true Christian, and speaking on prayer, the attention was deep, and even the cavillers listened profoundly. And when I told them what I had been praying, before I met them, and that one of my petitions to the Lord had been to send me willing hearers, truth-searching and truth-loving hearers, and such as would open their hearts and ears to receive the word, they looked at me with astonishment. I then taught them how to pray that God might open their hearts, and make them willing to receive the truth.