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of tobacco I had in hand, broken my pipes, and for days essayed to do without it. What cravingswhat a sense of bereavement have I felt! None but an old smoker can have any idea of my miserable longings. I have envied the hodman and the meanest person with his short black pipe. The very perfume was a treat—to inhale it a respite. Vain were the efforts thus made. A toothache, some bodily disease, or the persuasion of others, induced a renewal of the habit, and its bond became stronger than ever.
But the fiat had gone forth, Crucify the flesh with its affections and lusts;' and, blessed be God, there was one in me greater than all that were against me. Conscience became more and more severe upon me.
At length I resolved to leave it off, and happily succeeded without experiencing any uncomfortable effects. This was six weeks before leaving England. During that time I kept firm my resolution, though, in lieu of smoking, I had recourse to snuff. Some of my friends, who thought I was going to unnecessary lengths of self-denial, would put up for me, amongst the equipments for my voyage, both tobacco, cigars, and a canister of snuff, and they made me promise to purchase a meerschaum. Well, I thought, circumstances may possibly be such as to render it desirable to have them; so I yielded to their wish. On board I could not resist the temptation of taking a cigar-such was my weakness ; giving them freely away, and smoking
them daily, my stock was soon exhausted; but all the cravings for tobacco were re-acquired. I took to the meerschaum, but with the indulgence came the condemnation. My conscience would not allow me to continue; so I gave the canister of snuff to the captain of the ship, and reserved only a small quantity. Captain Cooper likewise had my meerschaum, on condition of my not requiring it again. Three or four days passed without having recourse to him for it, but never did I suffer such craving after it. My stomach became affected, and my spirits so depressed, that I was compelled to ask for it again. With a sense of great bodily relief and comfort, I smoked it; but, alas ! my condemnation was great. Hurriedly opening a book in my hand, the question of the Psalmist was presented to my eye, · Lord, who shall abide in thy tabernacle ? who shall dwell in thy holy hill ? He that sweareth to his own hurt and changeth not.' These words were applied to my mind most forcibly. I was condemned.
But now I saw my duty; and, suffer what I might, I resolved to give up the practice in all its forms. Having sought mercy and forgiveness with the Lord, and his grace to help me, I gave away, in good earnest, all my tobacco, my pipe, and my snuff-box, and I threw overboard the small quantity of snuff I had reserved. Thus a complete riddance was effected.
Friday, November 1.- This day has been a most happy one. Never, I think, did I enjoy
sweeter peace, nor feel a love so ardent and personal towards God my Saviour. The years
my life have rolled before me, and the various epochs and characteristic phases thereof have presented themselves to me in a new and striking light. The way of God with me, and his gracious dealing, in leading me through all the stages of my career, have exhibited instances multiplied indeed of infinite goodness, mercy, and love. But as yesterday I was the companion of schoolboys, drinking deep of the spirit of wonder, and opening up new worlds at every turn of my path, counting on the future of this life as an indefinite period, and on the scenes of this world's labors as an expanse without limits. Then manhood arrived. Ambition led the way—a desire to live among the names that die not, and to devote my life to the pursuit of knowledge. The hand of necessity, as it then seemed, but truly the hand of God, urged me on from one point to another, and never at any period of my life have I taken up a position as the result of my own forethought and determination. Even when blinded through the ignorance that was in me, I was led by a way that I knew not. And now I behold myself in a new scene, and my heart rejoices to acknowledge the goodness and love of God in eventuating this. A beautiful thought filled my mind this afternoon, and swelled it to a rapture of joy. It was this : Come what will, -change and change as circumstances may, yea,
come death itself, that last great change—still consciousness will not be interrupted. That consciousness which identifies with the being that now thinks and feels, the being which years ago played in childish gambols, will bear onward a living remembrance of the past whilst it enters the scenes of eternity. What, then, is death? It has lost its sting. I feel no fear of it. I feel that nothing can hinder the enjoyment of existence,—the continuous consciousness and immortality of that within me,the soul that has eternal life in Christ. How contented, therefore, am I with my state! and, by the grace of God, I trust to exult in tribulation, rejoicing in hope of the glory of God. It was with a joyful sense of this truth, and in the perception of God's love in thus calling me to eternal life, that my soul became full of love to Jesus my Saviour. From the ground of my heart I praised him. Glory be to the Lamb of God for ever and ever! My soul rejoiced at the thought of an endless existence, because I could then everlastingly love my Saviour, and glorify God in him. Life everlasting was infinitely desirable and precious, for such a reason and upon such terms. O Lord Jesus ! thou hast broken in upon my soul in the light of thy own revealing Spirit, shedding thy love abroad in my heart. My heart and soul cry out unto thee, and tell thee I love thee!”
From a letter written by Mr Williams to his friend Mr Jones, and dated November 5, 1850,
we give a few extracts. It not only gives a résumé of the voyage thus far, but it introduces us to the companions of our missionary :
“Our voyage has hitherto been a very fair one: we have no rough weather. We were for siderable length of time delayed by variable winds and calms as we approached the Line; but as far as weather is concerned, this has been our principal trouble. I felt the heat greatly. Our berths at night were more like ovens than anything else. We have had the fever prevailing greatly among us; three of our men—the boatmen have had it, besides five or six others; and although I have had some ground for anxiety, yet, thank God, all have recovered remarkably. The Lord has been our keeper. He has stayed the pestilence. Unto him be the praise.
“ We expect to make our destination in about three weeks. On getting there, our intention is, in the first place, by the help of the crew, to dig an entrenchment around the site of our future residence, and inside of this to raise up high walls all round. This on a small islet, just big enough for the purpose, situate betwixt Picton Island and Garden Island, close to them both.
The vessel, which has been rather leaky, it is intended to overhaul when we get to Picton Island; and it is probable that she will therefore stay with us a week, if not longer. As soon as she leaves, it is our intention to start also on a cruise of discovery, going