A. P. Moor, Sub-Warden of the College, was
also very kind to him, and gained his regard.

Of the moderate means placed at his disposal he was always properly
careful, expending very little upon himself. He had a few pounds laid
up in the Savings' Bank at Canterbury. This amount, together with his
humble store of goods and chattels, consisting chiefly of the prints
which had adorned his room, he left, by a kind of will, to his
untiring and constant friend, Captain Ommanney, in token of gratitude
and regard.

Kalli's Funeral

The remains of Kallihirua were borne to the grave by his
fellow-students, and followed by the Vice-Principal of the College,
and by the Bishop of Newfoundland, as chief mourner. The Burial
Service in the church (St. Thomas's) was conducted by the Rev. Mr.
Wood, and in the cemetery by the Rev. Mr. Mountain, the Principal of
the College. The quiet solemnity of the service was in keeping with
the life and death of the gentle Kalli.

Mrs. Mountain, of St. John's, Newfoundland, in whose house he lived,
and who had kindly assisted in instructing him, wrote as follows:--

"It is in sincere sorrow and mourning that I write to inform you that
we yesterday followed to the grave our poor Erasmus Kallihirua. He
died after only a few days' illness, brought on by incautiously going
out to bathe with one of our other students. On the following day,
when he came to me to read, as usual, he complained of great pain in
the chest and side, and so rapid was the inflammation, that the usual
remedies were unavailing.

"Poor fellow, he was as patient and gentle during his illness, as he
always was when he was well and strong, and expressed perfect
resignation to God's will, and much thankfulness to those who
ministered to him. We all loved him for his unvarying kindness and
gentleness, his submission to those set over him, and his willingness
to serve all. I miss him so very much, not only in his daily lessons,
but in his constant knock at our door, to know whether I had any thing
for him to do in the garden, or a message in the town when he was
going out for a walk.

"He looked very nice, lying in his silver-white coffin, covered with
flowers, and a bunch of lilies and wild pear-blossoms on his bosom. We
trust that he was one of the blessed meek who shall inherit the earth.
We were all with him when he breathed his last, the Bishop, and the
Principal of St. John's College, commending his soul to his faith