Feel the utter insignificance of my best efforts; sore point; no time at all to prepare; I tremble when I think of what I venture in coldbloodedness.

After service went to 207; saw bedding outside, and knew the worst.  “Gister aand, minheer, is zij gestorven.  Ach, minheer, zij kon tog die minuut nie afwag nie, zoo haastig was zij om wegtegaan” ("Yestereen, sir, she died.  O sir, she scarcely had patience to wait, so eager she was to depart").

Great tribulation and bitterness on account of doctor, who insisted on forcing hot coffee down her throat, and for whom Mrs. Venter was desperately afraid; also on account of his violent conduct and harshness in the presence of Death.  She could not even die in peace.

Mrs. Steyn’s girlie very bad; fever; so restless, and so much pain.

There again in evening; still so restless; no sleep last two nights; advised Mrs. Steyn to send her to hospital; environment disastrous; too much to remind her of her two brothers and sister, who died last week.

Rounds in hospital; girlie No. 1 very bad.

In No. 4, girlie of Mrs. Van der Berg very low; did not know me to-day; too beautiful a child, really; got mother permission to stay with her to-night.

Mrs. Bonig’s child still alive this afternoon; died towards evening.  Thank God!

Another little chap passed away quite suddenly in same tent this morning.

Autoharp in convalescent tent.

Hurried to funerals; four; large crowd; several hundreds; Rev. 7, chapter Mrs. Venter gave as comfort to her people, “Deze zijn het die uit groote verdrukking komen” (These are they which come out of great tribulation).

Hurried from there straight to church to lead girls’ prayer meeting; some sixty turned up; off the point, though, in their prayers.

And now for the cream of the day’s work.  Announced meeting for young people, 7.15, in church; service of song; borrowed two lamps; scanty light.  Found immense crowd; many turned away; threw up side of tent; numbers outside; some 500 young people and several old to watch.

Shall never forget how they sang Psalm 146.  It was glorious!  We sang Psalms and gezangen and some “kinder harp liederen” (children’s hymns); and for the last, Gezangen 12, “op lieder wijs” (to new tune).  Beautiful!  Short address on Zaccheus—­“Moeilijkheden” (difficulties).  The heartiest and most refreshing meeting ever yet attended; had to stand in middle all the while, with hardly room to turn myself.  So delighted that announced another meeting for Tuesday; fine moon just now.

Great point is this—­singing sounds lovely at distance, and can be heard all through the camp and in hospital, and who knows how many hearts are not refreshed as the strains come rolling by.

Mr. Becker afternoon service; great crowd also.

Now the day is over!

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