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of bearing the news of salvation to the ments assented, but for a while their poor heathen." In due time she got all hearts said no. The time for parting she wished for. But as there seemed to came. She had given the last farewell be no prospect of her doing this, she kiss to her parents. Seated aside of sought grace that, whilst praying for her husband in the stage-coach that was deluded idolaters, and for those who la- to bear them to the ship, she felt as if bor among them, she might be content she could not place continents and seas to do what her hands found to do for between herself and her parents with Christ nearer home. Meanwhile she barely their reluctant consent. Once grew to be a pious, intelligent young more she looked out of the coach winJady. In the humble privacy of her dow and said: “Father, are you willhome and church the cheering light of ing? Say, father, that you are willing her piety shone upon others.

I should go.Now and then a poem of hers would “Yes, my child, I am willing." appear in some magazine or paper. Her “Now I can go joyfully," she exthemes were all of a religious character. claimed, and went on her way with Some of them pleaded the cause of the cheerful com posure. poor heathen, and applauded those who Afterwards she wrote : “My mother gave their life for their good. Among embraced me tenderly, when she wbisothers, she wrote an elegy on the mis- pered, “Sarah, I hope I am willing." sionary Colman. These lines met the One month before she had wildly said : eye of Rev. George Dana Boardman, a "Oh! I can not part with you ! young unmarried minister of the Bap- She was concerned that her family tist Church, who was about leaving his should not associate her future home native land as a foreign missionary to and work with gloomy ideas. They India. This poem was written by a must think of her as supremely happy young lady. Who is she? One who in her voluntary exile for the dusky feels and writes thus must be eager to Indians whom Christ died to save. From live and labor for the poor heathen ; Philadelphia sbe wrote home once more: has perhaps special aptitudes for such a “ Give my love to the dear children. mission. Thus thought the young mis- Tell them in a cheerful manner that fionary. But few very few young la- sister Sarah has gone to teach the poor dies, however pious and intelligent, are little Burmans. I hope they will not suited as pastors of foreign missionaries. be taught to associate sad ideas with my Very few otherwise suited are willing to leaving them." devote their life to such a work. The The Boardmans were to have taken two met, loved, and mated. But not charge of a mission field in Burmahwithout a struggle. Sixty years ago it but as the Burmese were then at war was a more serious thing for a person with the British Government in India, and especially for a young lady—to they had to go elsewhere. At length part from parents, home, and all the they began their work in the Tavoy discomforts of civilized life, and cast one's trict. The missionary's wife applied lot among the low, barbarous peoples of herself to the study of the language. As India. Ralph and Abiah Hall were in all she undertook, she thoroughly now getting old. Never had parents a mastered it, but meanwhile grieved that more affectionate, devoted and obedient she had to spend so much time in learnchild than Sarah was to them. Hence- ing the language, and could do so little forth their hearts and home will need for the perishing Burmese, who were her more than ever. How can they daily carried to the grave without & give her up for life, never to see her knowledge of Christ. again this side of heaven, as never they i Their work, as usual with foreign did! Her heart was set on India, not missionaries, began with the little chilsimply for George Dana Boardman's dren. She gathered a group of a Sunsake, but for the sake of the poor hea- day for religious instruction, and on then. Her parents she loved with in- week days she taught them in ther creasing tenderness. But she must go. matters. She gathered the degraded She pleaded and prayed with the dear heathen women in groups around her, to parents. Their consciences and judg-' speak to them as a woman to women

about woman's best and greatest Friend, races. Soon after the arrival of the first Bur. Jesus Christ. With great tenderness

mese missionary in Rangoon, his attention was she prayed with them and for them, and

attracted by small parties of strange, wild-look

ing men, clad in unshapely garments, who, soon they learned to pray themselves.

from time to time, straggled past his residence. Under her affectionate teaching their He was told that they were called Karens, *** coarse, low habits and instincts were and as untameable as the wild cows of the mounchanged. Among the Karen and Tayoy tains. That they shrunk from association with converts were many women who shone compulsion, and that therefore any attempt to

other men, seldom entering a town, except on like “gems of brightest ray serene." bring them within the sphere of his influence At tbat time England had the millions would prove unsuccessful.” of India less under her control than now. A large part of the country was unsettled and rebellious, under the Whilst toiling with tender patience guidance of native kings. Missionaries among these various heathen communiwere in constant danger. At one time ties, the hand of sorrow was laid on this a revolt suddenly took place. The mis family. Children were born to them. siopary family, with their little ones, The deadly Indian climate hurried a sought shelter in a Government build-/ dear one to his early grave. Then the ing. Mrs. Boardman crouched down in mother was taken sick; indeed was rea wooden shed, and clasped her pale, peatedly brought to the brink of death; sick child in her arms as the bullets of Her husband's health was shattered in the rebels hailed around her, and their the early period of his usefulness. cannon balls whizzed overhead. The Through several years consumption did houses of the town were set on fire. its slow but perceptible work. HardThrough five days they endured this ships endured in open air village preachhorror of impending death, amid the ing, preaching tours made among the hideous yells of savages. God sent a Karens, exposures during the hot days, shower of rain to quench the flames- chilly nights, added to the heavy raios and one morning at sunrise a little cloud of the inhospitable Indian climate, with like smoke was seen on the distant ho- miserable lodging most of the time, told rizon of the sea. It proved to be a Go- rapidly on his already enfeebled constivernment steamer with means and men tution. “He used sometimes to walk for their rescue.

twenty miles in a day, preaching and After much earnest and prayerful teaching as he went, and at night have work at Tavoy, a disturbance of the no shelter but an open zayat (shed), no country broke up their prosperous food at all calculated to sustain his schools and congregation, and forced failing nature, and no bed but a straw them to erect their tent elsewhere. Un- mat spread on the cold, open bamboo like later missionaries, such as Dr. Duff floor.” When he could no longer walk, and others, Boardman began his labors his affectionate, faithful Karens carried among the lowest classes of India, espe- him from place to place, and when he cially among the Karens. These are a could no longer speak audibly, his wife rude, migratory, mountain people. "sat on his sick couch and interpreted

his feeble whispers" of the Word of Life “They migrate in small parties, and when I to the people. they have found a favorable spot, fire the under

While in this state his wife was laid

white brush, and erect a cluster of three or four huts on the ashes. In the intervals of procuring

low. All missionary work was susfood, the men have frequent occasion to hew | pended in order that the afflicted bus. out a canoe or weave a basket; and the women band could take care of her. She recomanufacture a kind of cotton cloth, which fur.

vered again. In the winter of 1831 the nishes material for the clothing of the family.

little family went to the Karen wilderThere they remain until they have exhausted the resources of the surrounding forest, when

ness. In three days a band of Karens they seek out another spot and repeat the same carried him and his wife to their place process. The Karens are a meek, peaceful of destination. More than fifty persous race, simple and credulous, with many of the

were baptized at this place by his assistsofter virtues, and few flagrant vices. Though greatly addicted to drunkenness, extremely filthy

ant. There, however, he rapidly failed, and indolent in their habits, 'their morals in and was brought home a corpse. Then other respects are superior to many civilized I followed the dark, forlorn season of be

reavement, in the first fresh grief of wi. chisms, she translated Bunyan's “Pildowhood, in a far-off beathen land. grim's Progress" in a style which naWith a chastened, subdued, yet tearful tive oriental scholars applauded with gorrow, she bore her afflictions. Still admiring wonder. she felt thankful that God had brought However successful foreign mission. her to India to tell the poor idolaters of aries may be in their fields of labor, the Saviour of sinners. The grateful their surroundings are ill-suited for the Karen women still crowded around her. training of their children. Those that From sunrise till ten o'clock in the eve-can, send them to the schools of their ning she busily pointed them to Christ native land. To be separated from their without pause. Well might she feel | dear ones at this tender age is one of herself tenderly drawn towards the peo- the most painful trials of their calling. ple for whom she labored. Pious Ka- If the child dies in a heathen land, it ren women mingled tears of true, sisterly is “cafe in the arms of Jesus," beyond sympathy with hers around the bier of the reach of pain or peril. But who her husband. They would hold prayer can take a parent's place with the child meetings in her room, and pray in Bur- wbile on earth, far away from home mese and Karen with a devoutness that and from the thousand little and great would touch the hardest heart. The blessings which that word implies. Mrs. congregation bad over a hundred mem- Judson, after agony, prayer and tears, bers, who came a distance of forty and felt it her duty to send her only surfifty miles across deserts and over almost viving child, her little son George, to impassable mountains, to worship God America. She says in writing to anowith this people. One woman some-ther :times forded swollen streams, when the “ Yesterday he bade me a long farewell. water reached her chin. How the self-Oh, my dear sister, my heart is full, and I long denying zeal of these converted Karens to disburden it by writing you whole pages; puts to shame the ease-loving, spiritual but my eyes are rolling down with tears, and I inaction of many so-called Christians in

can scarcely hold my pen. Oh! I shall never

" forget his looks as he stood by the door and more civilized countries ! countries

gazed at me for the last time. His eyes were Rev. Adoniram Judson entered upon

| filled with tears, and his little face red with the Foreign Missionary work in India suppressed emotion. But he subdued his seelabout ten years before the Boardmans. ings, and it was not till he had turned away, The death of his first wife, a very supe

and was going down the steps, that he burst in

to a flood of tears. I hurried to my room, and rior woman, left bis heart and hoine

on my knees, with my whole heart, gave him up desolate. He had then already become to God; and my bursting heart was comforted quite poted in his successful and self-de-| from above. I felt such a love to poor perishDying labors, and was the author of ing souls as made me willing to give up all that a number of religious works, such as

I might aid in bringing these wretched heathen

to Christ. My reason and my judgment tell me the translation of the Bible into the that the good of my child requires that he Burmese tongue. In January, 1834, should be sent to America--and this of itself he completed this greatest work of would support me in some little degree; but his useful career, and in the following

when I view it as a sacrifice, made for the sake April he took to bimself Mrs. Board

of Jesus, it becomes a delightful privilege. I

feel a great degree of confidence that George man as bis second wife. Thereafter her

will be converted, and I cannot but hope he life was of a less roving and unsettled will one day return to Burmah, a missionary of nature. She greatly assisted her hus- the cross, as his dear father was. His dear band in his literary and pastoral work. papa took him down to Amherst in a boat. He especially among the female population.

held him in his arms all the way, and he says

his conversation was very affectionate and inAfter spending years in mastering the telligent. He saw his little bed prepared in Burmese language, she found that the the cabin, and every thing as comfortable and Peguan tongue would enable her to be- pleasant as possible, and then, as Georgie excome more useful, and to the study of pressed it, returned to 'comfort mamma.' And which she devoted years of unwearied

much did'I need the comfort ; for this is in sonie

respects the severest trial I have ever met effort. Thus she practically sacrificed with.” the fruits of years of most difficult toil in order to do still more good. In ad- Georgie Boardman found many kind dition to the writing of tracts and cate- / friends on his weary journey. The helpless, dreary lot of a child, far away Scarcely had they been married a balf from the fond embraces and tender care a dozen years, when consumption of his parents, on a long voyage across marked him as its victim. A cessation great seas, drew many kind people on of work and a sea voyage became neshipboard towards bim. From the offi- cessary. The mother and children cers down all were charmed with the must see the enfeebled invalid enter little fellow, and vied with each other to upon bis journey by himself. Their caress and show him kindness. Many tearful eyes followed him as far as they longed to know the mother of such a could, then the mother and children wonderful child; for extraordinary knelt side by side in a room, and commust the parent be who could train a mitted him to Israel's keeper. And the little one in this fashion in degraded, poor, gratefnl Burmese converts, she heathen Burmah.

says, “prayed for you, for me, and for After changing ships at different the children, in just such a manner as I ports, he is at length to enter the one wished them to pray. Mah Hlah and bound for America. Two missionaries Mah Tee could scarce proceed for sobs accompany him in a row boat to meet and tears. Oh! who would not prefer the vessel fifteen miles from shore. the sincere, disinterested love of these Three fierce-looking sayages attack simple, warm-hearted Christians to all them. They grapple with the child's the applause and adulation of the world, protectors, drag one of them overboard, or even to the more refined but too often and cut furiously, determined to kill selfish regard of our equals in mental them. Georgie, hid beneath a bencb, cultivation and religious knowledge ! sees every thrust. “His flesh creeps, Ko Manboke says he has only one reand his blue eyes dilate and glitter un- quest to make, and that is, if you must til they assume an intense blackness." die, he begs you will come back to MaulIt was a fierce conflict. As he watched main, and die in the midst of the discithe blood flowing from the wounds of ples who love you so dearly." his friends, he little dreamed what a fate The husband returned to his work awaited him, in case he should fall into with improved health. Both labored the hands of these sarages; instead of together for a while longer, amid alterbecoming a missionary to the poor Bur- nations of joy and sorrow. Two more mese, to be carried away and sold into chi dren sickened and died. Three of life-long slavery, never to see his dear their eight children they buried in Inparents again. God in mercy delivered dia, buried them far apart, and no two at them from the hand of the destroyer. the same place. Mra. Judson had been

Despite the kindly care and sympa- afflicted for years. Now her maladies thy of the ship's crew, Georgie shed grew rapidly worse. Although greatly many tears during the long and tedious prostrated, her physicians insisted that voyage. After taking a great liking to nothing save a voyage to America could a pet goat which had become his play- save her. She had not seen her friends mate, he one day saw the dear little and native land since her first departure thing slaughtered. “ With paled cheek from home, a period of twenty years. and quivering lip he watched the death. While rapidly wasting away, kind agonies” of his favorite. Of a night friends gave her the benefits of health his tears would wet his lonely pillow- exercises and short sea voyages. The as in wakeful love he thought of his prospect of again visiting Christian far away mother. During the day he America “filled her with mingled feelwould sometimes get by himself, “ lean ings of pain and pleasure.” How could his face upon his knees, and relieve his she leave those for whom she had prayed childish misery by unchecked sobbings." and toiled so long, perhaps leave them All this while the dear mother followed forever! Rather far die quietly in Burhim with her loving prayers, and com- mab, than interrupt her husband's laoitted him to the Friend who by sea bors. Her heart sunk at partiog for and by land takes care of His chil- years, if not for life," with the most dren.

helpless of her babes—the eldest of the Her second, like her first, husband three only four years of age.” Fair could ill endure the climate of India. and dusky faces, wet with tears, circled around her, as strong arms, with tender Till Boodh shall fall, and Burmah's

sons care, bore her to the ship. For a while

Shall own Messiah's sway.” she continued to improve amid her new surroundings. Again she hoped to recover. Her heart was with the poor Her improvement was only seeming. Burmese. Could she not make one After three weeks rest in the balmy more sacrifice ? Although she herself isle of France, she grew worse. As could not now return to the missionary they continued their voyage, she rapidly work in India, might not her husband? declined. For a few days her husband Is it not wrong thus to take him from feared he would have to bury her in the them for her sake? She entreated bim deep sea. As their ship neared the to go back to Burmah, and she with rock-bound coast of St. Helena, her some of the children would voyage west- spirit neared beaven. In the evening ward towards the home of her child- her children received her last goodhood. Thinking that this last self-for- night kiss : and wbilst they sweet! getting wish of her life would be grant- slept, as only children can sleep, she fell ed, she poured out her heart in the fol- gently asleep in Jesus. In the mornlowing lines—it was the “swan song” ling, for the first time, she beeded not of her life:

the sobbings of her little ones, as they

wept around her corpse. The kind peo“We part on this green islet, Love,

ple of the island gave her a grave in a Thou for the Eastern main, I for the setting sun, Love,

beautiful, shady spot of their burying Oh, when to meet again?

ground, near the grave of a Mrs. Cha

ter, a missionary from Ceylon, who My heart is sad for thee, Love,

likewise died here on her way home. For lone thy way will be;

Here, on this bleak island, sleep these And oft thy tears will fall, Love,

two heroines. Unknown to each other For thy children and for me.

in the flesh, their mortal bodies sleep in The music of thy daughter's voice

neighborly silence, and their ransomed Thou'lt miss for many a year;

spirits have long ere this found each And the merry shout of thine elder other in the home in "our Father's boys

house.” Thou'lt list in vain to hear.

While the weather-beaten ship paused

with furled sails a few hours in the rockWhen we knelt to see our Henry die,

bound harbor, a little saddened band And heard his last faint moan, Each wiped away the other's tears--

softly bore the remains of Sarah BoardNow each must weep alone.

man Judson to their last resting-place.

On that lonely island, where the idol. My tears fall fast for thee, Love; ized Napoleon spent five years in sullen How can I say farewell?

exile, and where his body lay buried for But go; thy God be with thee, Love,

pineteen years, she found the grave she Thy heart's deep grief to quell!

| longed to reach in her native land. Yet my spirit clings to thine, Love,

No sad knell throbbed out on the air Thy soul remains with me,

from solemn church bells, as she was And oft we'll hold communion sweet borne to her rest. No nation's tears O'er the dark and distant sea.

were shed for the giving away of a life

so blessed and so busy for others' good. And who can paint our mutual joy,

The heart of the world did not beat
When, all our wanderings o'er,
We both shall clasp our infants three,

with saddest pulses because the heart of At home, on Burmah's shore.

this frail, slight woman had ceased its

weary beating. A few sincere mournBut higher shall our raptures glow ers with chastened sorrow dropped tears On yon celestial plain,

of love at her open grave; and away When the loved and parted here

under the tropical sky of India dusky below

faces were wet with tears when they Meet, ne'er to part again.

knew that she, their teacher, had passed Then gird thine armor on, Love,

to that heaven of which she had first Nor faint thou by the way,

I told them. But God does not let the

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