those who could do hardly more than say, 'Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved.' Many an educated American pastor would shrink back if duty called him to preach to an audience of sceptics, and courtesy allowed them to ask all the questions they thought during the sermon; yet to a work like this these ignorant but warm-hearted disciples were sent.

"No one felt the disadvantages of this course more keenly than the missionaries; but it was the best that could be done, and God blessed it. I wish we could follow these preachers, and watch the growth of gospel-fruit in each village. We can only glance here and there at the work, and then leave it.

"Here in Markapoor, eighty miles west of Ongole, the whole body of disciples had been seized, and sent to jail. They were whipped, fined three rupees each, and sent to work on the grounds around a Vishnu temple. One only escaped to tell the missionary.

"Tell them,' he said, 'to bear it all patiently: when they go to work on the grounds, sing; when they go back to the prison, pray.'

"The message reached them, and prayer be

gan.

"That must be stopped,' said the Tasildar.

Order them to work on the temple.'

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They were marched out, singing,

'Pahpamoo dhulootsoo sume ;

Puschathapamu kazoo sume.'

'Think of your sins, and pray for repentance;
Fall at the feet of the invisible Jesus.'

"That must be stopped,' said the officer; and they were returned to the jail.

"At once they began to pray. "Stop that!' came the order.

"We cannot. The teacher told us to pray.' "Again and again they were sent from jail to temple, and back; till at last the Tasildar, wearied either by their singing or the less musical voice of his own conscience, gave the order for their release.

“But we cannot go,' they said. 'We have been fined and imprisoned unjustly. We cannot go out like criminals.'

"How will you go?'

"Let them give us the three rupees each we have been fined, and rice for seven days; then we will go.'

"The money was actually paid, the rice given, and the men went out triumphant, singing,—

'Pahpamoo dhulootsoo sume.'

"A dozen telegraph-wires could not have carried the news faster than it flew through that densely-settled country. Before six months had passed, Mr. Clough baptized one hundred and thirty within three-quarters of a mile of the jail ; and now, within twenty miles of it, there are more than twelve hundred believers.

"Next we find Mr. Clough making a tour through these villages.

"At one time, just before midnight, he hears a noise like the running of a flock of buffaloes. He is just ready to lead his pony aside, and let the buffaloes pass, when, instead, he finds twenty or thirty men, all believers, gathering together to welcome him. Everywhere, whether in large towns, or hamlets whose name even he had not heard, he finds brethren or inquirers.

“And here at Garnegapeuta is a Christian village, with white houses, clean streets, and a neat schoolhouse built by the villagers.

"In all heathen India, even among the Brah mans, you will find nothing to compare with it,' he says to the bystanders.

Only one mud house remained neglected, and not whitewashed. It was the idol-house of the god Ramasawmy.

GANESHA, A POPULAR BRAHMAN GOD.

"Why does it remain in this Christian hamlet?' asks the missionary.

"If we pull it down, the heathen will be very angry.'

"Let me do it, then.'

"In a minute a crowbar was put into his hands. After the first blow, helpers were plenty. In a few moments the house was a heap of rubbish. Two large slimy toads hopped out.

"See Ramaswamy and his wife!' said one of the company in comic irony. 'Pretty gods, indeed! Let the heathen worship you: we don't want to.'

“And the toads were sent back among the rubbish.

"In the years that follow, we see him, now conducting alone a ministers' institute, with fif teen or twenty native preachers noting carefully every lecture as material for their sermons in time to come, for plagiarism is not yet a crime in Telugu preachers; now in some pariah village, carrying on the 'desperate, hand-to-hand contest with superstition, pride, prejudice, ignorance, drunkenness, lust, deceit, cunning, and every imaginable machination of the Devil;' now, alone at night, reasoning with some Nicodemus who believes, but dares not openly confess;' now galloping away from a crowd of heathen, the only