American Union

MISSIONS DO GOOD.

About ten years ago, says the Day Spring, a Wesleyan missionary from England commenced a mission at Palmeston in South Africa, in the land of the Kaffirs. The place was then a wilderness. Formerly the country had been thickly inhabited; but constant wars among the people had swept off thousands, and others had taken refuge in the more rugged portions of the land. But Fakee, the chief, requested that the mission might be in this locality, which had been the country of his forefathers; promising that he and his tribe would follow. So the missionary and his wife went there, hoping to do good to some among the "tens of thousands of naked and savage Kaffirs," any two of whom could at any time have taken their lives, and seized upon their property. But God took care of these dwellers in the wilderness. They are still alive; and now, for forty or fifty miles, on every side of them, there is a large population willing to receive instruction. There are nearly one hundred families at the station. The people are becoming civilized. They plough and build, and make their own furniture. The missionary instructs them in all the arts of life, and they have comfortable houses, having built quite a number of brick cottages, in European style.