am not able to do any thing. I pray God make us help God's Word to cover the earth, as the waters cover the sea. I believe that that Word will come true. If any one got a penny let him give it, and pray God to bless our Society.

The missionaries who gave these minutes of what was said, regret that they were unable to give a more full account of this young native's address. It was so impressive, that it brought tears from their eyes.

A fourth communicant said :

I was a little boy when I come into this country. I hear about the Lord Jesus Christ, but I no understand. The governor send me here. Mr. Hirst live here. He preach-I go-I hear-but I no hear. I was blind. I no see it necessary. Mr. Johnson came, and the first Sacramentday I go. Monday I go to work. tell me,

A man

"You received your own damnation." That make me afraid too much. I heard afterwards that God's people must have trouble; but I did not believe it; but now I see the difference. I know now that the road to heaven is a rough one. But I remember that Christ prays for us; and that he came not to call the righteous but sinners to repentance. When I was blind, the Lord preserved me out of many troubles; but I did not know then; but now I see. Once I was blind, but now I see. I am sorry for my country-people: they are blind, they are in darkness. that they may feel and know what I feel and know! We must lift our hearts for them to the Lord Jesus Christ. I thank him that he has put it into the hearts of white people to do poor black people good. I will give what I can that they may know the Word of God. I was in my country fashion, but by the grace of God I am what I am. Let us pray for our country-people; but don't let us forget ourselves. Oh that the Lord may give us strength!

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A fifth communicant last addressed his countrymen :

If I had stopped in my own country, I should have gone to hell. I was not long a slave in my own country. My father send me with my big brother to the headman of the country. Whether he sold me to him, I cannot tell. The headman send me to another country. We walked about two weeks. Then they send me to the sand-beach, and white man take me; and he hide us; and I and another boy we ran about two miles; but they catch us away again. I did not know any thing about God at that time; but still I said, "If God will, they shall catch us." I was so afraid when I got into the vessel, I cried very much, especially when I think about my father, brother, and sister. But, by

God's providence, I am come to this country. I went to meeting to hear Mr. Hirst; but I play and laugh when I was there. Then Mr. Johnson came. I always, come to church, because other people go. I hear, but I did not understand, till I got sick with the small-pox: then I thought I should die. I begin to fear. Then I remember the word which I had heard in the church. But God spared me. I got

better. It was then that I found the Lord

Jesus; and I desire to know the Lord Jesus more and more, and that my countrypeople may hear of him. When I consider what the Lord has suffered for sinners, I am sorry too much; especially when I read chapter make me sorry too much. He was the fifty-third chapter of Isaiah. That wounded for our transgressions, and bruised for our iniquities. I trust that through the precious blood of Jesus, I shall be justified, and shall reign with him in heaven. My country-people lie in darkness. They worship their own gods. What Mr. Taylor say just now about the Day of Judg. ment that we should meet our country

people, and that, perhaps, through the coppers which we give, make me glad too much. Friends! consider your former state, and consider the state of your I dare say some country-people now, people say, "Some white people bring me to this country." But they are only instruments; it is God that brought us here, to hear of Jesus the Saviour of sinners. Suppose, they say, the Lord Jesus no came into the world to save SINNERS, but the RIGHTEOUS, I must go to hell. Oh pray, continually pray, for ourselves and our country-people. Suppose we meet in the Day of Judgment, and they stand on the left hand, and say, "You been see me go to hell, and have not told me about it." Try to do the best: pray, and give money. I thank the Lord Jesus, who saved me, who bled for me, and was once nailed on the cross. Oh we must pray that the Lord may save us, and receive us into the kingdom of glory. Suppose Christ leave us today-we fall into hell.

Influence of Religion on the Negroes.

Mr. Johnson notices, at the request of the committee, such instances of the influence of Divine grace among his people, as may be likely to be instructive and encouraging to the Society We extract some of these from his journal.

Having preached, one Sunday, on the Thief on the Cross, he observes:

After service, several of the communicants expressed great joy. One, an old man, said, "Massa, my heart sing: me glad too much." I asked, "What makes your heart sing?""Ah, Massa! you see

that poor Thief you talk about-he no be good at all he be bad, when they hang him on the Cross-he no sabby that Jesus be the Saviour: but when he hang on the Cross, God teach-he show him bad heart he make him pray to Jesus Christ: he say, Lord, remember me! Jesus no say, Me no want you-you too bad-you be thief too much.'-No! he no say so but take him, and tell him, To-day, thou shalt be with me in heaven. I see Christ take

poor sinner: that make me glad too much. Ah! my heart sing. True, me bad-me very bad-me sin too much but Jesus Christ can make me good. He take poor Thief-he take me-me the same. Thank God! Thank God!"

In allusion to the trials which the people had suffered during Mr. Johnson's absence, one man said :

Massa, before you go from this place, you preach, and you say, "Suppose somebody beat rice; when he done beat, he take the fan and fan it, and then all the chaff fly away, and the rice get clean. So God do him people-he fan the chaff away. Now, Massa, we been in that fashion since you been gone to England. God fan us that time for true."

One night a house caught fire, and was burned down. The alarm-bell was rung, and the people rose and ran to the spot. One of the communicants, who had not heard the alarm, was much distressed, and said—

Last night that house burn-the bell ring-all people got up, and go to the fire

but I no hear it. I sleep all night until this morning-then the people tell me-this make me fraid too much. Jesus Christ shall come in the same fashion, and me fraid he find me sleep.

The same tenderness of conscience is manifested by the young. A girl said— Massa, last Sunday you say that God's people have no business to keep company with the wicked. On Monday morning I go with one bad girl down to the brook, and I have no business to go with her. When I walk with her a stick cut my toe. I think about them words you talk in church-my heart strike me-I come home-and cry; but, Massa, I no cry about my toe, that time, when you see me, but I cry about my sins.

Some of the youths in the Christian Institution are communicants, and walk consistently as Christians.

One of these said

Me sorry for myself, and for my country-people. I think I no shall do good to them. Oh, that God may teach me, that I may teach my poor country-people again! Me cannot do any thing by myself-I am too bad-my heart very wicked.

I pray that the Lord Jesus Christ may have mercy upon me, and teach me. Another of these youths discovered an awakened mind :

Since you spoke in the church about hypocrites, I had no peace. You said that many people only know Christ by their head: they only say, "Lord! Lord!" they come to church, morning and evening, and on Sundays; and they don't know Jesus Christ by the heart: the Holy Ghost no lead them to Jesus: they think they have peace with God, because they do good: they have no peace with God through Jesus Christ. Massa, them words live in my heart-I have no rest-I think I one of them people. I fear I shall go to hell, with them people that say, "Lord! Lord!"

An adult communicant, who had been much afflicted with sickness, was disquieted by the same appeal :

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Massa, you say yesterday in the church, "Some people come to prayer, every morning and evening, and on Sundays four times they have been baptized, and now call themselves Christians, and think because they come to church and say'Lord! Lord!' they are going to heaven; while they have no heart religion, and do not worship God in spirit and in truthknow not religion, but only put Jesus Christ in their mouths, and no do them things which he command them, and are still going down to hell. O Massa! them word hurt me too much-me think me that man-me do that. O Massa! me no sleep all night-me have no peace--me fraid too much." He wept bitterly-tears of grief rolled over his black cheeks. I spoke to him as I was enabled. May the great Comforter of souls comfort him!

The following conversations with persons who are not yet communicants, show the manner in which it pleases God by his grace to awaken the minds of these people.

"Massa," said an Ębo man, one of the people naturally most savage, "I come to you to talk about God palaver. Me heart trouble me too much-me want to pray, but me no sabby how to pray."-" What do you want to pray for?" "Me want to pray to God to save me-me too bad.""What makes you bad?" "Me remem. ber me thief-me lie-me curse-me do bad thing too much; and no remember me do good." He appeared to be convinced of sin. I questioned him on the Saviour's ability to save him, but found him not clear on that head. I I gave him such instructions as will relieve him, if blessed by the Holy Spirit.

66. Massa," ," said a second, "I can't get rest at all-my wicked heart trouble me. None can do me good, except the Lord Jesus Christ. He only can do me good."

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peace.”—“ What makes you feel glad

sometimes?" "Because Jesus Christ been hang on the Cross for poor sinners-he shed his blood to save sinners."

"I want," a third said, "to come to Jesus Christ, to save me. Me trouble too much--many bad thing I do, and them trouble me too much. I believe that Jesus Christ die for me, and I believe that he be God."" How many Gods are there?" "God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Ghost: that be one God." I told him to keep company with a communicant, who is his countryman, and can speak to him in his own tongue.

"Once, Massa," said a school girl, who appeared much distressed in her mind, you say in the church, "Every one who dies without believing in Jesus Christ would go to hell!' Them words, Massa, live always before my ear; make me afraid too much; and again me do bad very much. Every day me heart plague me; me get bad more and more; me don't know what to do." She wept bitterly. "How long is it you feel so?" "Before

you go to England, and, since that time me heart trouble me; no good thing live in me heart.. I hope the Lord Jesus Christ will have mercy upon me. Suppose he no save me, I must go to hell. I want to pray to him, and sometimes me pray; but me think he no hear me. I have no strength, but I trust the Lord will help me."

The discipline of the church appears to be exercised with a salutary influence.

"Mr. Johnson," said a Negro who had been excommunicated for improper conduct, "since you go from this place, I have no peace; I have trouble too much. I have done bad since you go away; I have quarrelled with me wife, and me wife reported me to the governor, and he put me in jail, and then they turn me out of the church. I am very sorry for what I have done; I have no peace." "Do you live peaceably with your wife now?" Yes, Sir." I exhorted him to prayer and watchfulness! and told him that if his conduct showed the same as what he said, I would re-admit him.

The trials of the people during Mr. Johnson's absence have been mentioned. The effect of these trials on the truly pious part of his flock is well displayed, in the following short

Massa, me sabby true, this time, that God never leave nor forsake his people. That time you go, too much trouble come in this place: and then we hear you no come back again. Me say to J. Bell, "Come, brother, let us go to another place, where people no trouble us;” but me brother say, "No! we no must run away from trouble: God send trouble, and God will take away trouble. I no believe that Mr. Johnson no come back." Well:

I stop a little longer; and, by and bye, some of my brethren do bad; when trouble come, they no bear it. That hurt me too much then I want to go away again; but God stop me. By and bye, news come that the governor want to break this town up; me think, "Now God forsake the people at Regent's Town." Me go to the church at night. Mr Wilhelm say all people must be ready: the governor come tomorrow. Ah! Massa, my heart feel sorry: but just me in that way, one man come into the church and say, "Mr. Johnson come." O Massa, I can't tell you what my heart feel then. God no forsake him people: he know all him people : O thank

God! thank God!

We shall close these extracts with an affecting narrative.

March 4, 1820.-Several people spoke in such a manner, this evening, that I felt what I cannot express. One woman, who has been in my school, and is now married, said, "When I very young, my mother die. Soon after, bad sick come in my country. People look quite well, and all at ple die, that they could not bury them. once they fall down and die. So much peoSometimes six or seven people stand at one place, and all at once three or four fall down and die. My father take me, and run to another country, because he fraid of that bad sick. My father got sick, but he no die me got sick too. One day father send me to get some cassada: two men meet me in the road, catch me, and carry me to the headman, and tell the headman that me thief: the headman say they must sell me. Massa, me no been thief that time; but they wanted to sell me, they wanted to carry me away my father therefore they tell that lie. Just when come; he very sick; he look me, and they tell him me thief, and they go and sell me. My father begin to beg them, but they no hear. My father stand and cry; and, Massa, since yon talk that palaver about missionary, and about our fathers and mothers, me no have rest." Here she burst into tears, and said, "My father always stand before my eyes. O poor man! he no sabby any thing about Jesus Christ." She wept very loud. After a little she continued her sad tale. "After they carried

me two days, they sold me. I do not know what they got for me. I stop there a little, and then people carry me to another place, and sell me again with plenty more people. Me very sick that time: oh!' me so poor, me nothing but bone. After the man that buy me look me, he say, This girl no good; she go to die. I will kill her; she no good to sell.' A woman live there, (I think it was one of him wife): she beg the man not to kill me." She here wept again bitterly, and said, "O Massa, God send that woman to save my life. Suppose that woman no come and beg for me, what place I live now?" She wept again, and could not proceed with her tale.

Most of those that are influenced by Divine grace, begin to see now the hand of God in all their former lives. I believe we all were so affected that many tears were shed in silence. Ah! who would not be a missionary to Africa! Had I ten thousand lives, I think I would willingly offer them up for the sake of one poor Negro. Our friends in England do not know half of the horrors and miseries that reign in Africa. Oh that the salvation of Israel were come out of Sion!

GLOUCESTER, (SIERRA LEONE.)

CHURCH MISSIONARY SOCIETY.

Love of Christian Africans to British Christians.

MR. Düring's late communications to the Society furnish some striking evidences of the power of true Religion, in uniting Christians to one another. Mr. Düring observes

It is but too well known how prejudiced the African is against white men in consequence of the injuries received from them. In this state of feeling they first come under our care: and had they a man placed over them as superintendent who did not act towards them on Christian principles, I see no possibility of this prejudice being removed from their minds; but, as it has been our constant endeavour to bring into practice the doctrines which we inculcate, we now see the fruit of our labours.

The joy excited among the liberated Negroes, by the arrival of my dear brother Johnson, was such joy as I never witnessed before, either in Germany or England. The loud exclamation-" Thank God, that we have more teachers sent to do us good!". was heart-breaking: and, at the arrival of our friends, Messrs. Garnsey and Flood, as soon as I made it public, joy and gladness were seen in every face; and, at the first appearing of Mr. Garnsey at Gloucester, was truly delightful.

Mr. and Mrs. Garnsey arrived here after evening prayer, and at the commencement of the evening school: they stopped about an hour, when they set off for Regent's. At their departure, I overheard (unnoticed) some of our elder girls, and some women who attended evening school. "Ah! our Society*-they love us more than we love them they send to us ministers to teach us, poor sinners, the way that leads to heaven. Oh! let us pray for them, that the Lord Jesus may keep them and bless them."

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Their attachment towards us may be further seen from the following account: When brother Johnson arrived, we received by him some Hymn Books, which I distributed among those who can read best. A few days after, while visiting some of the people, I found that most of those who had received the books, had covered them with white paper, which they had bought, I have no doubt, for that purpose. Among the rest, I found that one had written the following words in his book:-" Mark Joseph Tamba, his book, given him by our Society. When I take this book in my hand, let me remember our Society, and always pray for them. O Lord! bless our Society, and make me very thankful."

Their gratitude for the good done to them, will, I think, appear strikingly in the following conversation:

The book fell

One of my young men, having finished his copy-book,, wrote on the last leafMy dear master, I thank you very much for what you do for me; and for what you do for me beforetime." into my hands, unawares; and when he came for more copies, I asked him what particular good I had done for him, more than for others. His reply was, "Master; because you have used me well-you teach me to read the blessed Word of Godyou teach me to write and to count; and, through you, I hope I have been brought from darkness to light, and from the power of sin unto Jesus Christ, my Lord!” I asked him, if he meant that I could convert a man. He answered, "No. But I know if God bless you in all you do to us, we have that same blessing. Your word what you preach to us, does us good; it leads us to heaven."-I interrupted him by saying, "My own words may bring you to hell, but never to heaven." "Master," said he, "I don't mean so. I know you preach to us the Word of God; which we can see ourselves, suppose we can read. But, master, I hear you very often say, that that Word you preach to yourself first, which you preach to us; and that is

• When, in their common way of talking, they say, "Our Society," they mean the Pa rent Society.

what I mean, because that word live in your heart before."*

The truth is, that the greatest part of my people are sensible of the good done to them, by the instrumentality of our Society and government; and, when the African is sensible of benefits, he is also grateful.

Our labours bestowed on the captured Negroes, though accompanied with many difficulties and trials, yet are not in vain; but will undoubtedly still fall out unto the furtherance of the Gospel; as all things work together for good to them that love

God.

The Upas of Java.

(From Crawfurd's Indian Archipelago.) THE word Upas in the Javanese, and some other languages of the western portion of the Archipelago, is not a specific term, but the common name for poison of any description whatever. The Anchar, the most common source of the vegetable poison in use, is one of the largest forest trees of the Archipelago, rising to the height of sixty and eighty feet, straight and large, before it sends out a single branch. It proves hurtful to no plant around it, and creepers and parasitical plants are found winding in abundance about it. The poison is in the outer bark, from which, when wounded, it flows in the form of a milkwhite sap. In this state, it is as deleterious as when, according to the practice of the natives, it is mixed with the juices of a quantity of extraneous aromatics, and other matters, such as black pepper, ginger, arum, galanga, &c. When applied to the external skin it produces intolerable pain and itching, with a kind of herpetic eruption. The inner bark resembles coarse cloth, and is frequently worn as such by the poorer peasantry, and occasionally converted into strong rope. Great care must, however, be taken in preparing it, for if any particles of the poisonous juice remain adhering to it, when the cloth becomes moist, the wearer experiences intolerable itching.

The Chetik is a large creeping shrub, with a stem occasionally so big as to approach to the character of a tree.

* These words, "Live in your heart before,,, mean, "You have realized that word before," or", It is a living word to yourself."

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It is

It thrives in black rich moulds. the bark of the root of this plant which affords the upas or poison, which is an extract of nearly the consistence of syrup, obtained by boiling it with water. The Chetik is a more intense poison than the Anchar, but, as far as we know, it is confined to Java. The Anchar, on the contrary, appears to exist in almost every country of the Archipelago, being found in the Malay peninsula, in Sumatra, in Borneo, in Bali, and in Celebes, as well as in Java. The Malays call this last Ipoh. Both are found only in the deepest recesses of the forest.

To produce the fullest effects, the upas poison, of either kind, must be recent and well preserved. Exposure to the air soon destroys its potency. Its effects depend on the strength of the animal, and the quantity taken. Three times the quantity taken into the circulation are necessary to produce the same effects taken into the stomach. The momentary application of a small quantity to the blood does not prove fatal. It is necessary that the poison be inserted with a dart, and that the dart should continue in the wound to give time for its absorption. Thus applied the poison of the Anchar in its recent state kills a mouse in ten minutes, a cat in fifteen,-a dog within an hour, and a buffalo, one of the largest of quadrupeds, in something

more than two hours. The effects of the poison of the Chetik are far more violent and sudden. Fowls, which long resist the poison of the Anchar, die often in less than a minute from that of the Chetik. It kills a dog in six or seven minutes. The train of symptoms induced by the operation of these poisons, is said by Dr. Horsfield, the author of all our accurate knowledge on this subject, to be essentially different. Probably they differ less in quality than in degree. The symptoms of the Anchar are restlessness, quick-breathing, increased flow of saliva, vomiting, alvine discharge, slight twitches, laborious breathing, violent agony, severe convulsions, and death. The Chetik acts more directly on the nervous system and brain, and, after a few primary symptoms, destroys life by one sudden