to the Church, but to the
Establishment. There was some delay in collecting the bishops of South
Africa, so that the _Pioneer_, placed at Dr. Livingstone's disposal,
could not wait; and the two clergy, Mr. Waller and Mr. Scudamore,
proceeded without their chief.

On the 1st of January, 1861, the rite took place, memorable as the first
English consecration of a Missionary Bishop, and an example was set that
has happily been since duly followed, as the Church has more and more
been roused to the fulfilment of the parting command, "Go ye, and teach
_all_ nations."

And, on the 7th, the new Bishop sailed in H.M.S. _Lyra_, Captain
Oldfield, which had been appointed, in the course of its East African
cruise, to take him to the scene of his labours, on the way setting down
the Bishop of Natal at his diocese. The first exploration and formation
of a settlement had been decided to be too arduous and perilous for
women, especially for such an invalid as Miss Mackenzie, and she was
therefore left at Capetown, to follow as soon as things should be made
ready for her. The so-called black sister, who then fully intended also
to be a member of the Central African Mission, came down to meet her
brother at Durban, and a few days of exceeding peace and joy were here
spent. The victory over his opponents at Durban had been won by the
recollection of his unfailing meekness and love; they hailed him with
ardent affection and joy, expressed their regret for all that had been
unfriendly, and eagerly sought for all pastoral offices at his hand. He
consecrated a church, and held a confirmation at the Umlazi; but the
Robertsons were not there to welcome him. The long-contemplated mission
into independent Zululand had devolved upon Mr. Robertson, and he and his
wife, and the choicest and most trustworthy of their converts, had
removed across the Tugela into the territories of old King Panda, the
last of the terrible brotherhood, and now himself greatly ruled by the
ablest and most successful of his sons, Ketchewayo by name. The work was
very near Bishop Mackenzie's heart, and, both with substantial aid,
prayers, blessings, and encouragements, he endeavoured to forward it.

His last day in Natal was spent in a service with a confirmation at
Claremont, and an evening service at Durban. "As we were returning,"
wrote his sister Alice, "we saw a rocket from the sea; a gun fired, the
mail was in; and the captain, who was with us, said he woul