they; and, since October, we have met weekly, and by
holding a fair, we have succeeded in raising sixty-two dollars. We
hope it will be the means of saving some poor heathen children."

Now, as I said before, I want you, my dear girls, to ask your mothers if
you may not form such societies also. Will you think of it? I hope you
will.

Another of the children to whom I have twice referred, says, "I can try
and save their souls, if I am not there. I can work for them, and send
some money to you to buy them Bibles, and I can pray for them; and if I
should save some souls, O how would they thank me. But if I did not send
my money, nor care any thing about them, and I should not go to heaven,
and they should not, how would they rise up in judgment against me, and
say, If we had had the privileges that you had, we should not be here.
O, how thankful we ought to be, that we were not born in heathen lands.
O, if the poor heathen could only have such privileges as we have, how
thankful would they be; and if we were born in heathen lands, I have no
doubt that they would come and tell us about a Saviour."

I have received many letters from children, breathing the same spirit
which is manifested in the notes I have copied.

One writes, "Last winter I brought in the wood for mother, and she gave
me fifty cents. I now am very glad that I have not spent it, as I can
give it to you to buy tracts for the little heathen children of India."

A second writes, "The enclosed fifty cents my grandmother gave me when I
was a very little boy, for sitting still one hour. Will you please to
use it to furnish the Bible and missionary to the heathen."

A third writes, "I have always spent my money for candy and other
trifles, but since I have heard about the darkness and misery of the
heathen, I intend to save it all, and put it into the missionary-box."

A fourth writes, "The enclosed I earned by knitting. I intended to save
it, till I had sufficient to carry me a short journey to see some of my
friends; but when I heard you tell about the little heathen girls, I
thought I would give it to you, for the poor heathen children."

A fifth writes, "I have enclosed twelve and a half cents, which my
father gave me to go and see General Tom Thumb. When I heard you
lecture last evening, I came home and concluded to give it to you, and
let you buy Bibles for the poor heathen."

A sixth writes, "I remember, before my mother died, she used to tell me