speaking. She found it to
be necessary to give her heart to the Saviour, and I hope that she did
give it to him. O that you too might give up your hearts to him. Alas,
if you do not, you must soon go down to eternal burnings where you will
be constrained to cry out, Lost, lost, lost for ever! Be careful, my
dear children, O be careful that this young girl does not rise up
against you in the last day, and condemn you. She must do so--she will
do so, if you do not, like her, choose Christ as your portion. But I am
digressing, and must go back to the point I left.
The next day, one of our missionary sisters, who had lately reached
Ceylon from America, came to Oodooville, to witness the nature of the
work which she heard was in progress at that place. As she was entering
Mr. Spaulding's house, she was met by one of the most consistent
church-members of the seminary, who declared that she had lost her hope
of being a Christian. Perhaps this church-member was disposed to write
bitter things against herself because she did not feel all that warmth
in religion which marked the conduct of those who, at that time, were
indulging the hope that they had passed from death to life. After the
sister to whom I alluded had been in the house a little while, she
requested Mrs. Spaulding to allow her to have an interview with such of
the girls as were entertaining a hope of their interest in the Saviour.
These were twenty-two in number. This interview was granted. As she
knew nothing about the Tamul language, I acted as her interpreter.
Through me, she requested the girls to give a statement of their
feelings. One of them arose, and said, "I feel as happy as an angel. I
feel joys that I can express to no one but my Saviour; and I am just as
certain that my sins are forgiven, as if I had sent up a karduthaase,"
that is, a letter to heaven, "and received an answer to it." Another of
the girls said, that the missionaries had often talked with her about
her dedicating herself to the Saviour, but that she did not then know
what it meant. "I now know," added she, "what it means, for God has
taught it to me." Another of the girls said, "Though they put me in the
fire, I will never forsake the Saviour."
Now, my dear children, I must bid you farewell Probably I shall never
see you, unless you come to this heathen land, until I meet you at the
judgment-seat of Christ. If you do not become missionaries, most of you
will probably die, and be buried
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