and as we
got closer we could hear them shouting forth their welcomes, and then a
song of gratitude and praise arose from the mouths of the many hundreds
collected together. The reception was truly touching and gratifying.
"Oh, how they love my father!" said Mary. Those words spoke volumes. I
did not propose allowing myself more than an hour on shore, intending to
start immediately for my ship.
Scarcely, however, had I walked ten paces than I tottered, and should
have fallen had not Mr Bent and some of the natives caught me; and I
found myself carried away to his house. My impression was that I was
dying, and Mr Bent insisting that he would not allow me to undertake
the voyage, I begged that my men would return to the ship. As the
coxswain was a steady fellow, and the wind was fair, I had no anxiety as
to their finding their way. The boat, therefore, immediately sailed,
and I was left alone at the missionary station. I have ever felt that
it was providential my illness seized me when it did, for had I
embarked, I do not believe, humanly speaking, that I should have
survived. I use the term providential, at the same time that I believe
nothing happens to us which is not subject to God's providing care. For
many days Mr Bent believed that my life hung by a thread, as the
expression is, and it was owing, as far as human means were concerned,
to his and his daughters watchful care that I recovered, and to his
knowledge of medicine.
I do not wish to trouble the reader of this narrative with more than is
seemly of my personal affairs, but I must briefly refer to what proved
the happiest event of my life. After having seen so much of Mary Bent,
I felt that no pain could be greater than that of having to part from
her, and I found also to my joy that she had given me her affection. We
at once told all to Mr Bent.
"My only regret, if I have one, David, is, that you are not a
missionary," was his reply. "I had wished Mary to have become the
helpmate of one entirely devoted to the glorious service of our Lord and
Master."
"But, sir, surely without being set aside exclusively for the work of a
missionary, I may labour not without effect in the Lord's vineyard," I
answered, promptly, for I had often read and often felt how much might
really be done by a Christian layman in the cause of Christ.
"True, true, David, and I pray God that you and many more like you may
thus labour in whatever course of life you are
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