s only comrade could not get
very near him as the ice was so bad, and so had to run about a mile for
a rope. When he returned, so intense was the cold that both of Henry's
hands, with which he had been holding on to the ice, were frozen. He
was utterly unable to close them on the rope. George shouted to him to
open his mouth. The rope was then thrown, lasso-like, so skilfully,
that the poor half-frozen man seized it in his teeth, and was thus
dragged out, and rushed off to the nearest wigwam. He was literally
saved by the "skin of his teeth."

Thus Henry Budd had, like many others, much for which to praise God. He
spoke on this occasion as follows:

"I rejoice in God my Saviour, Who has done such wonderful things for me.
I feel very happy. I am His child. He is my reconciled Father. How
can I help being happy?

"When I first began to get my poor blind eyes opened, and there came to
me a desire to seek God, and to obtain salvation for my soul, I was
troubled on account of my sins. My many transgressions rose up before
me like a cloud. I was ignorant, and so my mind was full of doubts and
fears. Yet with all my doubts there was the anxious desire to be saved.
But the victory came at last. I was enabled to hear enough about the
Almighty Friend, and so, as I had confidence in His power and love, and
believed in Him, I was at last enabled to rejoice in the knowledge of
sins forgiven through faith in the Lord Jesus Christ. From those sad
doubts and fears I am now happily delivered. I feel I love God, and
that God loves me. I am growing in grace, and in the knowledge of God
my Saviour. My hopes are brightening all the time. I am getting old,
but not unhappy, for I am cheered with the blessed assurance of one day
meeting, in my Father's house in heaven, with many who are safely there,
and many more who, like me, will soon enter in. That this may be a
blessed certainty, I desire to be faithful unto the end, that no man
take my crown."

When Henry sat down, before another one could be heard, the large
congregation were singing:--

"Pe teh-na-mah-me cha-te yak
Ke ehe ne-ka-mo-yak," etc.

"O for a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemer's praise."

The next to get the floor was one of the sweetest, purest Christians it
was ever my lot to become acquainted with in any land. His name was
William Memotas. He was a very happy Christian. As he was a Local
Preacher and a Class Leader, I was much