‘_Later._--I have come home from church, from receiving the Holy Communion. Thank God, the sheaves _are_ being gathered in! What would dear Henry Martyn not have given to have seen what I saw to-day? So many Natives remained to share the holy Feast, men and women, young and old,--in our little church there must have been nearly if not quite fifty communicants. I received the Cup from the hand of a Native. I felt the scene quite affecting. It is a great privilege to be in India, and specially now, when the blades are ripening,--though, oh, how few in number, compared with the Muhammadans and heathen!