‘I visited to-day a poor mother who has lost a fine little boy. I seated myself amongst the mourners, and talked with the mother. What she said gave me a gleam of hope regarding the child of ten. He had till lately attended our Mission School, so of course had received religious instruction. He had the opportunity also of learning something in the Zenana, and knew Christian Hymns. His illness was _very_ short; and what he said no one could understand; but, as his mother assured me more than once, “_he smiled twice_.” This seems but a sunbeam to build upon; yet as I have never known or heard of Muhammadans or Heathen smiling when about to die,--the death-smile seems exclusively Christian!--I cannot but hope that the dear little fellow _had_ looked to the Saviour. I told the mother of the hope in my mind, and spoke to the weeping little brother also.’