here
my dear husband had been sleeping. From that moment, I quite forgot the
stolen goods, and thought only of the treasure that was spared. In
imagination I saw the assassins with their horrid weapons standing by
our bedside, ready to do their worst had we been permitted to wake. Oh
how merciful was that watchful Providence which prolonged those powerful
slumbers of that night, not allowing even the infant at my bosom to open
its eyes at so critical a moment. If ever gratitude glowed in my bosom,
if ever the world appeared to me worthless as vanity, and if ever I
wished to dedicate myself, my husband, my babe, my _all_, to our great
Redeemer, it was at that time.

"To this day not a trace of our goods has been found; leaving no doubt
that they were taken immediately over the river to Martaban. Since our
loss, we have received many kind presents from our friends, so that we
now find ourselves comfortable, and we are contented and happy. Yes, my
beloved friend, I think I can say, that notwithstanding our alarms,
never did five months of my life pass as pleasantly as the last five
have done. The thought of being among this people whom we have so long
desired to see, and the hope that God would enable me to do some little
good to the poor heathen, has rejoiced and encouraged my heart. I
confess that once or twice my natural timidity has _for a moment_ gained
ascendancy over my better feelings,--and at the hour of midnight, when
the howlings of wild beasts have been silenced by the report of a musket
near us, we would say to each other, perhaps the next attack will be
made upon _us_, and the next charge may be aimed at our bosoms. Then I
have been almost ready to exclaim, Oh for one little, _little_ room of
such materials, that we could, as far as human means go, sleep in
safety. But these fears have been transitory, and we have generally been
enabled to place our confidence in the Great Shepherd of Israel who
never slumbers or sleeps, assured that he would protect us.... And we
have also felt a sweet composure in the reflection that God has marked
out our way; and if it best accord with his designs that we fall a prey
to these blood-thirsty monsters, _all will be right_."

The English, hearing of this robbery, stationed a guard at the
Mission-house of two sepoys or native soldiers. As one of these was
sitting in the verandah, a wild beast from the jungle sprang furiously
upon him, but he was frightened away before the man