foreigners to live on the first floor.  We always live above stairs.  Therefore I have rooms in the lower part of my house unoccupied.  Khi asked me if he might sleep in one of these rooms.  I of course consented.  He had no bed or bedding.  I had some empty boxes in the room.  He put these together, and laid some straw and a straw mat on them for his bed.  After he was discharged by the mason, he endeavored to make a living by carrying potatoes about the street for sale.  His profits were from two to four cents a day.  He made no complaint.  He lived on potatoes.  Winter came on; he had no means of buying clothing, or better food.  The consequence was that he became ill.  The room in which he slept was directly under my study.  Almost every night I would hear his voice engaged in prayer, before he retired to his straw.  Sometimes he would pray for a long, long time.  The first thing in the morning again I would hear his voice in prayer.  I knew that he was destitute, but as he never complained, I knew not how great his destitution was, and did not dare to help him lest it would throw out inducements for others to profess Christianity.  We are continually compelled to guard against this danger.  Many of these poor people would profess Christianity for the sake of a living.  One Sabbath evening I heard his voice in prayer, much earlier than usual, and therefore it attracted particular attention.  Presently word came to me that Khi was ill.  I went down to see him.  It made my heart bleed to see a fellow-creature in such destitution, one, moreover, who I hoped was a brother in Christ Jesus.  I had had no idea that his destitution was so great.  He seemed to be suffering under a severe attack of colic.  On inquiry as to how he usually fared, I did not wonder that he was ill.  I gave him a little medicine, took means to get him warm and he was soon relieved.

“I then had some good food prepared for him.  I was peculiarly struck with the meekness and patience wherewith he bore his sufferings.  There was not a murmuring word from his lips, but many words of an opposite character.  The next day I called him into my study to give him a little money with which to buy clothing and food.  But I had great difficulty in persuading him to take it.  He said his sufferings were of no consequence.  They were much less than he deserved.  The sufferings of this world were all only for a short time.  They were sent upon us to teach us not to love the world.  Much more he said to this effect.  I had to call upon one of the native converts to intercede with him, before he would take the money.  But I must not dwell on this subject longer.  From what I have said about our missionary work, you will understand why the missionary loves his work and why he would not leave it for any other work, unless duty compels him.”

“He is only A beggar.”

Nov. 27, 1852.  To the Sunday-school of the Reformed Church at Bound Brook, New Jersey.