ve
in my tone, and often adding that Mohamed found their
forefathers bowing down to trees and stones, and did good to
them by forbidding idolatry, and teaching the worship of the
only One God. This they all know, and it pleases them to have
it recognized. It might be good policy to hire a respectable
Arab to engage free porters, and conduct the mission to the
country chosen, and obtain permission from the chief to build
temporary houses.... A couple of Europeans beginning and
carrying on a mission without a staff of foreign attendants,
implies coarse country fare, it is true; but this would be
nothing to those who at home amuse themselves with vigils,
fasting, etc. A great deal of power is thus lost in the
Church. Fastings and vigils, without a special object in
view, are time run to waste. They are made to minister to a
sort of self-gratification, instead of being turned to
account for the good of others. They are like groaning in
sickness: some people amuse themselves when ill with
continuous moaning. The forty days of Lent might be annually
spent in visiting adjacent tribes, and bearing unavoidable
hunger and thirst with a good grace. Considering the
greatness of the object to be attained, men might go without
sugar, coffee, tea, as I went from September, 1866, to
December, 1868, without either."

On the subject of Missions he says, at a later period, 8th November:
"The spirit of missions is the spirit of our Master; the very genius of
his religion. A diffusive philanthropy is Christianity itself. It
requires perpetual propagation to attest its genuineness."

Thanks to Mr. Stanley and the American Consul, who made arrangements in
a way that drew Livingstone's warmest gratitude, his escort arrived at
last, consisting of fifty-seven men and boys. Several of these had gone
with Mr. Stanley from Unyanyembe to Zanzibar; among the new men were
some Nassick pupils who had been sent from Bombay to join Lieutenant
Dawson. John and Jacob Wainwright were among these. To Jacob Wainwright,
who was well-educated, we owe the earliest narrative that appeared of
the last eight months of Livingstone's career. How happy he was with the
men now sent to him appears from a letter to Mr. Stanley, written very
near his death: "I am perpetually reminded that I owe a great deal to
you for the men, you sent. With one exception,