terminate his captivity and bring him forth in safety, and now here we were again together, consulting about God's precious work.
In the course of conversation I happened to remark that I was en route for Calcutta, when he suddenly lifted himself up, and looking me in the face, inquired, “What, are you going to leave the country?” (fearing for the moment that I was discouraged and about to abandon the work.) I looked into his earnest countenance and replied, “Leave the country! No, sir. The devil has done his worst, but he may be assured that we are not going to yield the field to him now that the fight is won. So far from it, I am going down to bring up the first band of my missionary brethren, with whom I expect soon to be preaching Christ through all Rohilcund.”
I shall long remember the immediate effect of my reply. He looked at me for a moment, then paused, and
“Delight o'er all his features stole.”
His very moustache twitched again with pleasure, and, with a smile covering his entire countenance, he turned away, and said not another word.
He made over to me an orphan boy whom he had rescued from danger and misery, to whom he had given his own name, and promised to be responsible for his support and education from that day. This was the origin of our Boy's Orphanage, and its first member, thus received, was the son of a Sepoy officer killed in battle, the poor child being found on the back of an elephant, where his father had left him during the fight. In the midst of his sorrow he fell into the hands of Colonel Gowan, who promised to be a father to him, which pledge he has faithfully redeemed, and the orphanage is to-day its result.
This devoted servant of God encouraged and stood by me in all my future plans for the extension of our mission. No other man in the East or in America has given half as much money to develop our work in India as Colonel Gowan has contributed. He aided me in procuring homes for the missionaries, in establishing
