of the whole to a future time.  The extremely hurried manner in which he was obliged to write his Missionary Travels prevented him from fulfilling all his plan, and compelled him to content himself with giving to the public then what could be put most readily together.  There are indications that he contemplated in the end a much more thorough use of his materials.  It is not to be supposed that his published volumes contained all that he deemed worthy of publication, or that a censure is due to those who reproduce some portions which he passed over.  As to the neat and finished form in which the Journal exists, it was one of the many fruits of a strong habit of orderliness and self-respect which he had begun to learn at the hand of his mother, and which he practiced all his life.  Even in the matter of personal cleanliness and dress he was uniformly most attentive in his wanderings among savages.  “I feel certain,” he said, “that the lessons of cleanliness rigidly instilled by my mother in childhood helped to maintain that respect which these people entertain for European ways.”

The course of the journey was first along the river Zambesi, as he had gone before with Sekeletu, to its junction with the Leeba, then along the Leeba to the country of Lobale on the left and Londa on the right.  Then, leaving the canoes, he traveled on oxback first N.N.W. and then W. till he reached St. Paul de Loanda on the coast.  His Journal, like the published volume, is full of observations on the beauty and wonderful capacity and productiveness of the country through which he passed after leaving the river.  Instinctively he would compare it with Scotland.  A beautiful valley reminds him of his native vale of Clyde, seen from the spot where Mary Queen of Scots saw the battle of Langside; only the Scottish scene is but a miniature of the much greater and richer landscape before him.  At the sight of the mountains he would feel his Highland blood rushing through him, banishing all thoughts of fever and fatigue.  If only the blessings of the gospel could be spread among the people, what a glorious land it would become!  But alas for the people!  In most cases they were outwardly very repulsive.  Never seen without a spear or a club in their hands, the men seemed only to delight in plunder and slaughter, and yet they were utter cowards.  Their mouths were full of cursing and bitterness.  The execrations they poured on each other were incredible.  In very wantonness, when they met they would pelt each other with curses, and then perhaps burst into a fit of laughter.  The women, like the men, went about in almost total nudity, and seemed to know no shame.  So reckless were the chiefs of human life, that a man might be put to death for a single distasteful word; yet sometimes there were exhibitions of very tender feeling.  The headman of a village once showed him, with much apparent feeling, the burnt house of a child of his, adding,—­“She perished in it, and we have all removed from our own huts and