n the spontaneous sympathy of the people, and on the
blessings of the poor, 'not loud but deep.'

"Kallihirua had received a very handsome present in the shape of a
beautifully bound Bible and Prayer Book, as a baptismal gift from the
Society for Promoting Christian Knowledge."

It may be interesting to add, that the water used in the baptism was
from the river Jordan, and that it had been brought from thence by
Captain Ommanney himself.

In the _Gospel Missionary_ for February, 1854, was a pleasing
description of the Baptism of Kallihirua: and this was the sound and
practical conclusion:--

"Before we conclude, we may, perhaps, express the hope that
our young friends will sometimes think kindly of their new
Christian brother, ERASMUS AUGUSTINE KALLIHIRUA, and that
they will pray that God will bless him, and make him to
advance more and more in the knowledge and the love of His
dear Son JESUS CHRIST. When they thus think of him who is now
made their own brother by baptism, and is thus brought into
the family of CHRIST'S people, let them learn to value the
good things which GOD has given _them_ in such rich
abundance. Let them be thankful that they were born in a
Christian country, in which they have been taught from
children to know the Holy Scriptures, which are able to make
them wise unto salvation through faith which is in CHRIST
JESUS."

Stanzas by the Warden

The following stanzas, written by the Warden on the occasion of the
baptism, will be read with pleasure, especially by those who are aware
how faithfully the amiable writer of them fulfilled his part in
preparing Kallihirua, not only for the right performance of such
duties as seemed to await him in life, but (what was far more
important) for an early death.

THE BAPTISM OF KALLIHIRUA

"I WILL TAKE YOU ONE OF A CITY, AND TWO OF A FAMILY, AND I WILL BRING
YOU TO ZION."--Jer. iii. 14.

Far through the icy bounds
Of Greenland's barren shore,
At duty's call, on mercy sent,
The brave are gone before.

Beyond the haunts of men
They urge their tedious way,
When lo! a wandering tribe appears
By yonder northern bay.

But who so wild, so lost
In ignorance and sin!
No God they know, no Saviour own,
Is there a soul to win?

Yes, in that h