Thy flesh shall rest in hope, till that great day
When He who once endured far greater woes
Than mortal man can know; who when on earth
Received such little children in his arms,
Graciously blessing them, shall come again;
Then like the glorious body of thy Lord
Who wakes thy dust, this fragile frame shall be. 
Then shalt thou mount with him on angels’ wings
Be freed from sorrow, sickness, sin and death. 
And in his presence find eternal bliss.”

FOOTNOTES: 

[Footnote 6:  Baptist Magazine, 1825.]

[Footnote 7:  North American Review.]

CHAPTER V.

STATIONED AT MAULMAIN.—­ATTACK OF BANDITTI.—­MISSIONARY
OPERATIONS.—­DANGER FROM FIRE.

On consultation it was determined that Mr. and Mrs. Wade should remain in Amherst, and that Mr. and Mrs. Boardman should proceed to Maulmain, a town 25 miles up the river, which had sprung into being in the same manner as Amherst, and was nearly as populous; and that Mr. Judson should divide his time between the two stations.

In pursuance of this plan Mr. Boardman removed his family, which had been increased by the addition of a lovely daughter, now about five months old, to the new city of Maulmain.  On the evening of May 28th Mr. Boardman makes this entry in his journal.  “After nearly two years of wanderings without any certain dwelling-place, we have to-day become inhabitants of a little spot of earth, and have entered a house which we call our earthly home.  None but those who have been in similar circumstances can conceive the satisfaction we now enjoy.” ...  “The population of the town is supposed to be 20,000. One year ago it was all a thick jungle, without an inhabitant!”

While at Amherst, Mrs. Boardman had experienced an alarming attack of a disease incident to the climate, and had to be carried to the boat which conveyed her to her new home on a litter.  On her arrival there, although she shared her husband’s joy that at length they had a home on the long promised land of Burmah, still her woman’s nature, enfeebled by suffering, could not but have trembled at the idea of living in a lonely spot, (for the mission-house was nearly a mile from the barracks,) with the neighboring jungle swarming with “serpents that hiss, and beasts of prey that howl.”  In addition to this cause of alarm, there was opposite them, on the Burman side of the river, the old decayed city of Martaban; which was the refuge of a horde of banditti, who, armed with knives and swords, would often sally forth in bands of 30 or 40, urge their light and noiseless boats across the river, satiate themselves with plunder and murder in the British town, and return with their spoils to their own territory, where they were secure from British retaliation.  The English general, knowing the insecurity of the mission-house, had urged Mr. B. to remove with his family to the protection of the fort; but his object was to benefit the Burmans, and to do that, he must live among them.