PAUL BALINGO. 61

experimentally of the great love of Jesus of which
he spoke. The poor black Christian was far
more enlightened than Iwas. Still I felt a satis-
faction at having him on board, He at once
showed that he was not a mere theoretical Chris-
tian, for as soon as his duty on board the ship
was over, he devoted himself to attending on the
sick men. All the hours he could snatch from
sleep he spent by the side of their bunks, urging
them to trust to Jesus, and to repent of their sins
while yet there was time.

The poor second mate grew worse and worse.
Paul visited him, and he heard from the lips of the
black seaman, perhaps for the first time, the full
and free message of salvation; and, I believe, from
what Paul told me, and from the remarks -the
mate made to me before he died, that he had
fully accepted God’s gracious offer of reconcilia-
tion.

_ Iam going ahead though too fast in my nar-
rative. Before the morning came that we were to
have left our anchorage Captain Willis himself was
laid prostrate with the fever, and having now no
one on board to navigate the vessel, we could not
venture to sea. I would have done my best to