Morning Calm v.2 no.17(1891 Nov.)

THE MORNING CALM.

No. 17, VOL. II.] NOVEMBER 1891. [PRICE Id.

The Bishop's Letter. CHEMULPO, COREA, August 13, 1891.

DEAR FRIENDS,

This is eminently the “slack” season in Corea, a season in which the rains come down with a vehemence and persist-ence which reduces all things to pulp or mildew. Hence work is “slack” and writing is “slack.” It is difficult even to think. And yet there has been no great heat. Hitherto the thermometer has not shown Corea to be as hot as I expected to find it. Certainly Chemulpo is cooler than Seoul, but even in Seoul I think it is the nature of the heat rather than the amount of it which is felt. And just now the nature of the heat is moist and relaxing. At Seoul they have by common consent given their Corean teachers a month's holiday, and, taking advantage of their absence, try to keep cool. And here, when the teacher appears at the door in the morning, the words that I most want to say to him are “Na il do osio,” which mean, “Please come to-morrow.” But latterly I have been learning how to form Chinese characters, which is to me a lighter task than learning Corean; and I do not find it trying even during the rainy season. But those who know cheer us by saying that there will be no more rain or great heat by the end of this month. What a Corean autumn is I already know and told you last year. Perhaps it is a proof of the general slackness that I have spent so much time in talking to you about the weather, Last month we had a visit from the Rev. Miles Greenwood, of Chefoo, who, with Bishop Scott, began the North China Mission under the auspices of S.P.G. some seventeen or eighteen years ago. Who amongst you remember the enthusiasm called forth by that memorable St. Andrew's Day when the Church of England in her corporate capacity first interceded for foreign missions, and received-and is still receiving-the answers for which she looked? Mr. Greenwood and Mr. Scott were amongst those to whom the call came, and it has been a privilege of not a few in North China to witness the faithful and humble devotion which ever since he landed in China has characterised Mr. Greenwood's ministrations. But to enable him to visit us it was needful to supply his place in Chefoo. Mr. Warner was told off for this duty, and though the excellent state of his health did not suggest that he needed a change, he was all the better for the bracing air and fine sea bathing of Chefoo. The heat has been testing us and finding out a few of our weak places. Mr. Davies began by getting a slight touch of malarial fever, from which, however, he has now recovered. Then John Wyers had to leave the printing-house and come down here for a fortnight's rest and treatment. He too has recovered. Even Mr. Small, whom we regard as our hardiest plant, has been “under the weather, and Dr. Landis has had to take a week's holiday. But Mr. Peake goes on in his undefeated way, working hard at the Corean dictionary, which he hopes to get finished by the end of this month. Dr. Wiles, too, is working with the health and energy of a youth. Indeed it would be well for us youths if we worked as hard. For the rest, Mr. Trollope and Mr. Pownall have had little to complain of beyond the general “slackness,” which, by the way, is the worst also that has to be said of me. During the fine days, which only just now are few and far between, the building of the church and parsonage gets on apace. The latter is all but finished. The former had the roof put on yesterday. It was a pleasant thing, on looking out of the window yesterday morning, to see the cross on the east end of the roof in position. To-day a smaller one has been placed at the west end surmount-ing a little belfry which is ready for the bell whenever it likes to come. It has occurred to us that perhaps this may be the first building in Corea, which by the conspicuous position of the cross proclaims it far and wide to be the house of God. It is a comfort to me to reflect that henceforth no ship can come into our roadstead without the eyes of all on board being attracted to the hill on which stands the first church ever built in Chemulpo, and the first church ever built by the Church of England in Corea. When it is finished you shall hear more about it. All this time, whilst my right hand is using the pen, with my left hand I am chasing away the mosquitoes with a fan, a tiring occupation which, with my letter, I must now bring to an end. All is going well with us, and I hope also with you. I am always your affectionate C. J. CORFE.

Note. Miss F. ROBERTSON MACDONALD writes to say that “she has undertaken to work a red altar cloth for one of the chapels in Corea, and it has occurred to her that possibly some of those who are interested in the Mission would like to assist with the embroidery. If so she would be very glad to receive offers of assistance, accompanied by specimens of work, in order that she might know what to send to each. There will, perhaps, in the spring, be an opportunity of sending it out free, and it would be satisfactory if it could be ready then. She would be glad to receive donations for materials from any who cannot help with the needle but who would like to assist. All communications should be made to Miss F. Robertson Macdonald, 9 Great Bedford Street, Bath.”

Association of Prayer and Work for Corea. GOSPORT WORKING GUILD FOR THE MISSION IN COREA. It is proposed to have a Sale in connection with this Guild towards the end of November. We would remind our friends of the twofold object of the Society-the one to do good to the wives of the Marines at Gosport by selling useful garments at cost price, and the other to send the proceeds of the Sale to the Mission in Corea. We would take this opportunity to thank the members of the working party at Hitchin for a most generous supply of articles for the Sale; the work is so beautifully done that we are sure to get buyers immediately. May we again mention that if any ladies find a difficulty in starting a working party in their own neighbourhood in aid of the Corean Mission we would gladly add their names to the list of members of the Gosport Working Guild? The undermentioned ladies would be glad to receive contributions by November 10:-Mrs.Grausmore, 9 The Crescent, Anglesey, Gosport; Mrs. York, Belmont, Bury Road, Gosport.

Working parties on behalf of the Mission are being held at Hampton Court Palace, where a Sale of Work will take place next Easter; at Stoke Newington, where the Sale is to be held on November 26; at Frome, at Basset, and at Stoke-on-Trent At the Portsmouth Orphanage willing fingers are continually working for Corea, and the work is sold monthly with other work for the Home. At Wem a Monthly Devotional Service for Missions is held in the church, and the salient points of the month's missionary records are brought before the people by the Vicar, the Rev. B. G. Durrad.   We thankfully draw attention to the fact that the Association has now spread into Africa! In the list of new members of the Children's Branch on the Association fly-leaf will be found the names of ten little Kaffir children and one English child, all living in Miss Sarney's Home in Maritzburg. Miss Sarney herself has become a local secretary. Two clergymen in Cape Town and a Kaffir reader (whose name has not yet reached us) have also joined the Association.

October reports (see fly-leaf) have been received from forty-six secretaries. It may be well to explain here, in answer to several questions, the real meaning of the request to secretaries to send in quarterly reports. It does not mean that old members' names should be sent in four times a year. Only new members' should be entered on each quarterly report form. Nor does it mean that individual subscriptions should be paid quarterly, and so have to be acknowledged four times in each year instead of once. It does mean that new members' and fresh subscriptions and donations should be received by me, entered in the Association books, and on the fly-leaf with Morning Calm, within three months after their receipt by local secretaries. If local secre-taries are doing their work of “interesting others,” they will be continually getting new members, and probably also new sub-scriptions, and therefore the Bishop laid down the rule of quarterly reports. Not that reports are received every quarter from every locality, but every quarter from some localities, and the fact that there is a full Association fly-leaf to go out with Morning Calm every three months vindicates the need of quarterly reports from county and local secretaries. M. M. CHAMBERS HODGETTS, General Secretary. A Night in a Buddhist Monastery. ON a fine Saturday in May, the weather appeared so delightful, and the country so green and charming in its spring dress, that Mr. Davies and I made up our minds to make a day's excursion to Puk Han, a mountain fastness where the king has a retreat to which he can make his escape in case of a revolution, of which he appears to be in constant dread, whether with or with-out good reason I am not in a position to say. This stronghold has been recently victualled and prepared for use as if there was some prospect of its being called into requisition, but up to this time the aspect of the people continues to be one of unbroken calm and indifference. Indeed the Coreans appear to us to be so easy-natured and apathetic that we cannot imagine the sterner qualities asserting themselves to the extent necessary to produce a revolution or civil war. However, from the accounts of those who are in a better position to know their character than we are, we learn that when once fairly roused these people are capable of surprising activity and savagery. The present year is the one which (according to an old Corean seer whose words are much depended on) will end the present dynasty. So this may, of course, account for the extra suspicion exhibited by the king, as also for the fact of his having provisioned Puk Han. Certainly the people are not without grounds for complaint, for all the lucrative State offices are in the hands of the Min family, which is the clan to which the king belongs, and consequently many equally noble families are shut out of very desirable positions, merely because they do not belong to the royal family, and this, of course, causes a vast amount of ill feeling, which, though covert and quite unapparent to the casual observer, yet is assuredly there, and ready at the first oppor-tunity to make itself very strongly felt. Therefore it was with not a little interest, considering the state of affairs, that we looked forward to examining the royal stronghold. Making an early start at about 10.30 A.M., we walked for about three-quarters of an hour before we reached the gate which leads out of the city. Although this gate is such a great distance off, it does not mean that the city continues, with its closely connected rows of houses, all the way along until the gate is reached, for, for some distance before one reaches the gate, the surroundings are practically those of the country, and it is difficult to assign a reason for building the gate so far out of the city, unless it was done in expectation that the city would gradually increase and stretch out as far as the gate. This is not the case with the other gates. The city runs quite up to the gates, and even beyond them. For some mile or more there are thickly inhabited suburbs, so that perhaps in some ten years time this particular gate may not be so far removed from the actual city of Seoul. Once outside the gates we find a few rivulets to cross, which we easily do by the aid of stepping-stones, and there, as in almost every stream I have seen in Corea, all along the banks are ranged all the women of the village washing their linen, and beating it on the stones with a club-shaped stick. The modesty of these females appa-rently forbids them to raise their heads and take a look at the two queer foreigners. The reason for this excessive modesty is difficult to find, for all the Corean females I have seen, with but one or two exceptions, were remarkable for nothing save their extreme, almost repulsive ugliness; but perhaps they are in happy ignorance of this fact, and are therefore unwilling to expose their supposed charms to the view of the foreigner. As we approached the foot of the steep ascent, which continues with but few breaks the whole way up to Puk Han, our Corean boy, who rejoices in the euphonious name of Kilsenge(길성이), stopped us to show us a strange temple, in which he told us the worship of the God of Heaven was carried on by Coreans. The temple was singularly bare ; there were no altars or idols, only a row of pictures round the wall, the most conspicuous of which was pointed out to us as being that of the God of Heaven, who was represented as an aged king with a young son standing on his right hand ruling the world. The contrast be-tween the simplicity of this temple and the tawdry vulgarity of the usual idol temples was very marked indeed. It made me wonder if it could be the remnant of any purer and more primitive form of Corean worship; but perhaps by-and-by we shall know more of these matters, and indeed there may be, and probably is, much of intense interest to be found out about the old worships and cults of this unique people. After having sufficiently examined this temple, we passed on and began the steep ascent. The path we took was most rugged and pre-cipitous in parts, but the whole way was full of charming scenery. Here a delightful valley with small streams trickling down and sparkling in the sunlight, there a distant peak whose weird shape looms up on the horizon for a moment, only to be lost again as our tortuous path takes a deeper dip than usual into the ravines below. Standing on some of these ridges, the echo which one could produce was finer than any I ever heard before ; the voice seemed to travel across the valley and strike some opposite ridge with such force that it came bounding back again dis-figured and split up from the violent contact with the mass of rock upwards. But the distance of the rebound was wonderful, for it would travel past one and lose itself amidst the hills behind, dying away to a low murmur, and then ceasing altogether. We amused ourselves for some time during our frequent rests with producing these strange echoes. As we got farther along into the mountains the paths on either side became edged with beautiful ferns and flowers, and in one place I picked a gorgeous lilac orchid that would have graced any English greenhouse. It was of great size, and more like an enormous bee than a flower, only that it was all lilac. Lilies-of-the-valley too there were in abundance, and lovely white violets and crimson azaleas. At last, after walking a long time amid these beautiful surround-ings, we caught sight of one of the gates of Puk Han on a neighbouring peak, and quickened our pace to reach it. When we had traversed about three-quarters of the distance we saw on our left hand, high up, a little house, which the boy told us was a monastery, so we turned off and visited it before going on to Puk Han. There we found four or five monks, who gave us a hearty welcome and a drink of delightful cold water (a rarity in Corea), which they drew from a deep well inside a large cave behind their house. Before we left one of the monks opened a door for us and showed us a room crowded with busts of various gods. There must have been at least three hundred in the pantheon. He did not appear to be very reverent, so I asked him what would happen if I broke some of them with my stick, upon which he assured me solemnly that I should die at once in that case. I could not make out whether he meant he would execute me, or the gods would take vengeance on me themselves. I think the first alternative would have been far the most disagreeable one. Having left this colony of monks, we pushed on and soon entered one of the gates of Puk Han. There are ten gates to the stronghold, and it is entirely sur-rounded by a high wall. The number of gates seems very excessive, for there are only eight gates to the city of Seoul ; but I suppose it is an advantage to have a large number of ways of escape in a place of this kind. On arriving here we thought our journey was over, but found that we had a descent into a hollow of at least a mile and a half before we could come to any houses; and as we were hungry by this time, we thought it necessary to go down into the village at once. On arriving in the village we found that the biggest house in the place, with a large temple attached, was a Buddhist monastery, for which we made, and here we were greeted with very great civility by the monks, and were given food. They only had rice and vegetables however, as their rule, besides enjoining celibacy, forbids the use of flesh, or eggs, or tobacco. In fact they are very strict Benedic-tines to all appearance--that is in rule. Monks are the only people who shave; in their case they shave their hair off the head, but allow the beard to grow after they are professed, though not before. Each man has his rosary, which he wears round his neck, but otherwise their appearance is that of an ordinary Corean, with the exception of the hat, which is exceedingly ecclesiastical in pattern, and not unlike those worn by the Cowley Fathers, only the material is horse-hair and not felt. After a little trouble, however, the good brethren managed to secure us some two dozen eggs (for which, by-the-by, they charged an enormous price), and also a jar of Corean wine, the smell of which, however, was so disgusting that we could only drink a very little of the concoction. After a little rest and consultation, we then came to the conclusion that we were too tired to go back that afternoon, and that we would stay the night where we were, and return early the next morning in time for the Celebration at nine o'clock. This deter-mination was received by the monks with much applause, and they were evidently glad to have a chance of so much diversion as the arrival of two foreigners was likely to cause them. The evening we spent in examining their extensive premises, having previously sent a messenger back to Seoul to carry tidings of us to the brethren at Nak Tong. At about seven o'clock we (at least the monks) had our food, and plenty of rice and various dainties in the pepper and pickle line were placed before us, though we could not muster up courage to eat much of the strange concoction. After dinner (which we had in the hall where we were to sleep, along with the head monk and two others of exalted rank, the remainder taking their food outside in the open air) we amused them greatly by singing them English songs, “Hearts of Oak” and “The Midshipmite” being special favourites with them, and these were encored ad libitum. Then they treated us to a few Corean songs, not unlike very rugged Gregorians ; when at last a loud bell sounded, and the monks repaired to the temple, and one of them appeared in a long white coat and a scarlet and green and yellow hood, worn some-thing like a university hood is with us, and began to take a service, consisting of chanting and prostrating and ringing bells; but it was soon over, and we again adjourned to the hall, and were introduced to an old monk who was said to be the chief of all the Puk Han monks. He had a little cell all to himself, which was nicely warmed and well furnished, and shared by his cat, who at this time had a family of five black and white kittens, which the old gentleman evidently enjoyed playing with im-mensely. Shortly after this we retired to bed, though we could not undress, nor could we have any bedclothes, but lay on the floor, with a block of wood for a pillow. During the night, how-ever, I transferred my head from the block of wood on to Davies' well-proportioned body, and found it a far more comfortable pillow, though at intervals he protested and got rid of me for the moment. As soon, however, as he was asleep again I came on again like the old man of the sea, and at last, in despair, he allowed me to continue there, and I passed a very comfortable night. We awoke at five in the morning, the hour we had arranged for making a start, but found that it was pelting with rain, and that a start was for the present quite impossible; this was very annoying, but could not be helped. The messenger whom we had sent to Seoul had returned with a letter of condo-lence, and twenty eggs and a tin of corned beef, late the previous night, so we were able to make a good breakfast, and impatiently await a change in the weather ; but this did not come, and at 10.30 A.M. we made a start in spite of the rain. The walking was very difficult, and as we got away among the mountains we found all the little rills of the previous day turned into roaring torrents which dashed down into the mist-enveloped valleys below. However, in spite of all the wet, we got on very well until we came within a mile or two of Seoul, where we found the streams swollen into rapid rivers. In attempting to ford one of these I was nearly carried off my legs, and got back with difficulty. However, we managed to find places lower down where we could cross, though we were up to the waist in water, and it was as much as we could do to keep our feet in the teeth of the current. Davies and I got over first, and then had to return to fetch our boy Kilsenge, who was in a great fright; we took him between us, and so got him safely across, and from there reached home without any further adventures, glad to get a change of clothes and a good meal, and to be able to say an evensong in our own church once more. L. O. WARNER. The Spirit of Missions. THE NEW GUINEA MISSION is the first Mission outside Australian shores which has been undertaken directly by the Australian Church as such, through the Board of Missions appointed by the General Synod. “The first missionary party,” in the words of the Secretary to the Board of Missions, “consis-ting of the Rev. A. A. Maclaren, the Rev. Copland King, Mr. Kennedy, Mr. Tomlinson (a carpenter by trade) and his wife, [were to] leave Australia by the schooner Grace Lynn in June this year for the scene of their future labours. They take down three carpenters to help in the erection of the house--though these are not on the Mission staff, and will return as soon as their particular work is completed. It is hoped that before long additions will be made to the band of workers in this cause. We earnestly ask for the prayers of our fellow-members of the Church that God may abundantly bless this undertaking.” ________________________________________ The work in CHINA is at all times full of life and promise ; but we have heard so much of the rioting against foreign resi-dents and foreign religion lately, that the bright little letter given below, from the North China Mission Paper, is very acceptable. Ping Yin is about 180 miles south of Peking, in the province of Shan Tung:-- “From the time when work was first begun in Shan Tung, Ping Yin has always seemed to hold out brightest hopes. Even the situation of the city makes one feel that it is a good place for work. It lies in a beautiful little hollow, almost surrounded by mountains, which have to be crossed before it can be approached by road. It is a nice quiet little city, and the inhabitants fortunately seem to share these good qualities. We but seldom meet with any of the opprobrious epithets which are our daily portion in Tai An. Mr. Sprent appears to have won great respect for himself (and consequently for us too) by his good judgment during the time of distributing famine relief there, some years ago. “These circumstances combine to make our work there very much more hopeful and, it is needless to say, more pleasant. This year especially it has been very encouraging Mr. Sprent and I went there on January 2, and spent about a week there. On the Feast of the Epiphany he baptized seven children and three adults. The service was very hearty and well attended. A great number of outsiders heard that there was a ‘big business’ going on, and in consequence the little church was almost overcrowded with curious spectators. This, perhaps, was rather a good thing, for, as in the earliest days of Christianity, they have some very strange ideas of our ceremonies. After the service I was somewhat taken aback to see nearly all our visitors take out their pipes and prepare to light up on the spot. However, we managed to get them out of church some-how or other. “At the time of the Chinese new year--the beginning of February--a great number of people came to Mr. Shih, the native Catechist, to inquire about Christianity. Consequently Mr. Sprent went over again on February 19, and, after a few days, admitted six as catechumens. Of these two were men with degrees. If they will only become true Christians, they will be a great source of help and influence to us. “On March 11, Mr. Brown went over for the purpose of giving them a course of instruction. He spent Holy Week and Easter there, and then came back, having had three weeks of encouraging work there. I went over for the second Sunday after Easter to see how they fared. All the services were very well attended, and several people stayed in the evening to talk.”

Even more wonderful news is that which comes from HANKOW. The report of Mr. Locke of the American Mission there shows that in the eleven months ending May last he had baptized 379 adults, 64 the day before he wrote, and 100 more in four stations under his charge were preparing for baptism. He has very thoroughly prepared fourteen native evangelists, nine of whom are already at work in the neigh-bouring cities, and has at present a class of ten more in pre-paration. In the new infirmary, a part of St. Bartholomew's Church House, 60 opium cases have already been cured, and 300 or 400 other persons have been treated in the dispensary. There are 300 day pupils under his charge, of whom during the year about 100 were baptized. The women's work is entirely in Chinese hands, and the five Bible-women have already brought 60 to baptism. “We have in one year,” he says, “brought into the Church nearly as many persons as the entire Mission in fifty years.” To God be the glory!

A very interesting Missionary enterprise has just been started in the diocese of BOMBAY. For some time past the Rev. C. S. Rivington, of the S.S.J.E., has been working at the village of Karli, near Lonauli, famous for its great Buddhist caves; and about two years ago he erected there some small buildings, since extended. And these have become the home of a newly formed little community, most of whose members are native Christians. They live together as brethren, under a rule which aims at religious devotion. The success of the effort will be a very effectual test of the spiritual strength of the Native Church; and like the early communities in Great Britain, they should form a strong Missionary power, perhaps all the stronger if, like them, their life is not primarily a Mis-sionary life. At any rate, the brotherhoods, native and English, at Karli and Nagpur are signs full of deep interest and vast promise for the future of the Church in India.

It is proverbial that a new broom sweeps clean; but even bearing this in mind, the “Cathedral Car,” in the diocese of NORTH DAKOTA, seems to have supplied a real need. In a letter to the New York Spirit of Missions, Bishop Walker writes :-- “The car is packed with people at every service. The car is seated for upwards of seventy people. We invariably have a larger number present. Ninety persons have been present again and again. The worship is very hearty. I use Mission services or leaflets, and everyone responds. Everyone sings. I am often thrilled by the roar of the voices as men and women join in the worship, apparently with their whole hearts. The fact that they are sitting or stand so closely together gives courage to all to use their voices.   “Of course the car is for use only in very small places. Sometimes a number equivalent to the entire population of the village, and also many from the surrounding country, come to the service. In a village which numbered thirty-eight persons, sixty-five gathered for worship in the cathedral. The atten-dance in one place with a population of forty numbered seventy, in another of sixty persons there were eighty present at the service, and so on. Men who have not attended services of any kind for ten, fifteen, or even twenty years, who scoffed through these years at the very idea, have been present again and again. . . . . A new contingent for the Church's ranks has been reached. It is railroad employés. Everywhere they have been present at our worship. The Church has, alas ! in the past seemed far away from them, busy as they are at all hours. Now it has come near. They feel that it is theirs and welcome it and come to it. The effect upon them has been a revelation to me. From the president of one of the largest and most important railroad systems in the country I have received a letter thank-ing me for the good already done among the employés of his road--brakemen, conductors, yardmen, engineers, firemen . . . . all ask affectionately about their cathedral--where it is, when it will come to them again. It is a new ecclesiastical zeal and affection appearing in a new place. “My highest comfort in connection with this work has come from the fact that more individual souls have been personally reached than in all the years of my ministry in proportion to the number preached to. That is to say, I have had more men coming to me after the services to talk solemnly about duty, life, their souls, than ever in my previous experience. The embarrassment which attends visiting a clergyman at his home, or talking with him in a church, is wanting in the car. It is open and free to come or to go in and out of, at will. “My custom is to do all the work necessary in the car with my own hands. It would be very unlike a Missionary in this new country to bring a porter in uniform on my journeys. So I prepare the lamps and light them. I sweep the floor and make my own bed, and distribute the leaflets, and make the fires, and put the seats in order. About half the times it falls to my lot to play the organ. I find all this no hardship. Often I have three or four hours on my hands while waiting for service time to arrive, on a side-track. Many then come to see me, and feel disposed to look on me as a working-man like themselves. I only desire to say in closing that the cathedral car of North Dakota is pre-eminently a success.”   Missionary Intercessions and Thanksgivings. Psalms lxvii. 7.-“God shall bless us, and all the ends of the world shall fear him.” MISSIONARIES IN SUFFERING. That God would sustain them in sufferings from (1) heat, (2) cold, (3) hunger, (4) thirst, (5) in weariness, (6) sickness, (7) loneliness, (8) the company of the wicked, (9) persecution, (10) the hour of death. MISSIONARIES IN DANGER. That God would deliver them from (1) fever and pestilence, (2) flood and tempest, (3) poisonous reptiles and wild beasts, (4) slander and false accusation, (5) open violence and secret enmity. MISSIONARY ZEAL AT HOME. Thanksgiving (1) for blessings on the Association of Prayer and Work for Corea, (2) many labouring zealously in prayer, alms, and work for foreign Missions, (3) increasing zeal in mission-nary cause. Intercessions for (1) increasing observance of the Day of Intercession, (2) increasing efforts in country and town parishes, (3) increasing zeal among priests, (4) increasing alms. SPECIAL MISSIONS. The prayers of the faithful are asked for Central Africa, (1) the Bishop in his journeying, (2) lapsed catechumens, (3) more priests, schoolmasters, and medical missionaries, (4) for workers and means for the Zanzibar hospital. Japan, that the Church may be able to supply its spiritual needs. South African Province, (1) faithful bishops for Bloemfontein and for Maritzburg, (2) guidance to the new Bishop of Zululand and Mashonaland, (3) healing of the schism in Natal New Guinea, blessing on the work begun. Assyria,(1) illumination to the priests labouring there, (2) restoration of the ancient Church, (3) progress in sacred learning for the students. India, (1) good example of Christians, (2) increased missionary effort, (3) formation of new dioceses. Corea, (1) extension of the work begun, (2) grace and guidance to the Bishop, priests, deacons, and laymen, (3) blessing on the Hospital Naval Fund, (4) the Corean Missionary Brotherhood.

November. 2. Lancing College. 9. New College, Oxford. 15. Ely Theological College. 23. Pulham, St. Mary the Virgin, Norfolk, 24. Gillingham, Norfolk. 30. St. John the Divine, Kennington.