ie's labours, and has adopted a different system, and
though his toils in Natal never were allowed to continue long enough in a
single spot for him personally to reap their fruits upon earth, not only
has his name become a trumpet call, but out of his grave has sprung, as
it were, a mission in the very quarter where, had he been permitted, he
would have spent his best efforts, namely, the free Zulu country, Panda's
kingdom, to the north of the Tugela.

It has been already mentioned that Mr. and Mrs. Robertson had removed
thither, from their station upon the Umlazi, taking with them a selection
of their Christian Kaffirs, and settling, with the king's permission, at
a place called Kwamagwaza. At first they lived in a waggon and tents,
for, delicate and often ill as was Mrs. Robertson, she shrank from no
hardship or exertion. She writes, "My own health has been wonderful, in
spite of much real suffering from the closeness of the waggon, and
exposure to rain or hot sun, which is even more trying. I often have to
sleep with the waggon open, and a damp foggy air flowing through to keep
me from fainting, and I have often told myself, 'You might be worse off
in the cabin of a steamer,' that I might not pity myself too much."

A hut was soon raised, and Mrs. Robertson here ruled in her own
peculiarly dignified and tender way as the mother of the whole station,
keeping guard there while her husband went on expeditions to visit the
king and his son Ketchewayo, the chief executive authority. Another hut
was raised to serve as a church, and the days were arranged much as those
on the Umlazi had been. Children were born to the Christian couples, and
Mrs. Robertson spent much time and care in teaching the mothers how to
deal with them after a civilized and Christian fashion. Other children
were sometimes brought to her to be adopted, and when entirely made over
by their parents were baptized and bred up as Christians. The general
trust in Mr. Robertson's skill as a doctor brought many people under his
influence, and likewise gave some, though very slight assistance, in
combating the belief in witchcraft, the worst enemy with which
Christianity has to contend.

Whenever a person falls sick or meets with an accident, a conjurer is
sent for, who attributes the disaster to some other person, on whom
revenge must be taken. In the British territory, no more can be done
than to treat the supposed wizard with contumely, such as to r