"I now, for the first time, had an opportunity of witnessing the old colonial custom of washing feet after supper. A maid servant carried round to each member of the family, in turn, according to age, a small tub of water, in which all washed.". Burchell's Travels in Southern Africa.

A little time ago, the wife of a gentleman's gardener, lost a fine healthy little girl, just three years old, in the following painful manner. In the course of the afternoon, while the kettle was on the fire, she went out to feed her chickens, leaving a neighbour at work in the room with her three children. She asked her to take the kettle off the fire as soon as the water should boil. She did so,

and then went to work again. A few moments after, the child put her little mouth to the spout of the kettle, and drank some of the water. Her screams brought in the terrified mother; medical aid was procured, but without avail: about three in the morning the little girl died. The mother, upon being asked, said she had often given the spout of the kettle or tea pot to the children to drink from, while the water was cold; a practice which too often prevails among the poor to save themselves the little trouble of reaching a cup.

The writer has since heard of two more instances of the same kind. The one, a gentleman's daughter older than this little girl, and whose death was more speedy. The other a poor boy between six and seven, who is still mercifully spared, but he has been a severe sufferer for some months.

INDIAN CONVERTS.

The following account of two Indian children in their last moments is given by the Missionary Elliott, well known as the "A. postle of the Indians :"-the first of these children in the extremity of its torments, lay crying to God in these words; "God and Jesus Christ, help me; God and Jesus Christ, help me." And when they gave it

anything to eat, it would eagerly take it, as is usual at the approach of death; but first it would cry to God, "oh God and Jesus Christ, bless it." In this manner it lay, calling on God till it died.

Three or four days after, another very little child in the same house called to his father and said; "father, I am going to God:" several times repeating, "I am going to God." The mother had made for the child, a little basket, a little spoon, and a little tray. These things the child used to be greatly delighted with: therefore when it was in great agony, they set those things before it, a little to divert the mind and cheer the spirit. But now the child takes the basket and puts it away and says; "I will leave my basket behind me, for I am going to God; I will leave my spoon and tray behind me," (putting them away also,) "for I am going to God." And with this kind of expressions, the same night it finished its course, and died.-Life of John Elliott.

Mr. Jackson in passing some wigwams, or Indian huts, a little after sunrise, observed an Indian engaged in prayer, and was so much affected by his earnestness, that he considered God was fulfilling his declaration, "that the ends of the earth shall remember themselves and turn unto him.” Another time he saw a father call his chil

dren from their work in the field, and devoutly beg a blessing on some parched corn to be used for their dinner. The same.

The Indian Hiacoomes gave evidence that divine truth had produced a blessed change on his mind. When he was very rudely and cruelly treated by a haughty chief, on account of his love for the English, he behaved in a most Christian manner. "I had one hand for injuries," he remarked when speaking of the circumstance, "and the other for God: while I received wrong with the one, the other laid the greater hold on God." The change wrought in his heart was the more evident, because among the unconverted Indians, revenge is counted a virtue. The same.

LETTER

ALIX.

From the Missionary Schwartz to the chil dren of Col. Wood, who were left fatherless, when from six to eleven years of age.

To the dear children, grace, mercy and peace from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ.Dear children, as the time is very near, when you, as I suppose, will leave this country, thought it my duty to write you a short exhortation, which you are so willing to receive from me your old friend. When you leave this country I beseech you, take none of the sins which are so manifest here, with you.

Beg of your

Redeemer to forgive you all your sins, and to grant you the help of his Holy Spirit, to love, fear, honour and obey God. Learn the will of God and practise it daily, as you have given us some pleasing ground of hope. As your age is not easily given to grief, make use of your innocent cheerfulness to gladden the heart of your mama. You cannot please her better, than by obedience, and willingness to learn to pray and to fear God. Endeavour to please her and your heavenly Father by all this. Read every day your beloved Bible; pray heartily, and forget not to sing a song of praise to your Redeemer. Whenever your dear mama forbids you a thing, be ready to obey, never give way to any stubbornness; and as you know that God is highly pleased with humility, learn to be humble, intreating your Saviour to destroy all the seeds of pride and to clothe you with humility. May the blessing of God the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, be with you. Amen. Remember me, and pray for me that I may walk worthy of the Gospel of our Lord Jesus Christ, and that by my poor ministry, many souls may truly be converted to him. I remain, sincerely, dear children and my young friends, your affectionate friend and humble servant,

CHRISTIAN FRED. SCHWARTZ.

Trinchinopoly, Jan. 16, 1775.