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And saw, within the moonlight in his room, 

 Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom, 

 An angel writing in a book of gold : 

 Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, 

 And to the presence in the room he said, 

 * What writest thou ?' The vision raised its head. 

 And, with a look made of all sweet accord. 

 Answered, ' The names of those who love the Lord.' 

 'And is mine one?' said Aboii. 'Nay, not so,' 

 Replied the angel. Abou sj^oke more low, 

 Biit cheerly still ; and said, ' I pray thee, then, 

 Write me as one that loves his fellow-men.' 



The angel wrote, and vanished. The next night 

 It came again with a great wakening light. 

 And showed the names Avhom love of God had bless'd, 

 And lo! Bex Adhem's name led all the rest." 



All Mr. Hahn's exertions and painstakings, however, were 

 in vain. Jonker was inexorable. He flatly told him there 

 was no occasion for missionaries, since they themselves were 

 quite capable of managing the affairs of the country. This 

 proved the death-blow to the Damara mission ; for, though 

 Messrs. Schoneberg and Rath continued their labors for some 

 time afterward, they were finally compelled to desist. 



On leaving Great Namaqua-land the preceding year, I 

 placed two teams of wagon-oxen under the charge of my 

 friend, William Zwartbooi, to be kept ready for emergences. 

 I now lost no time in sending people to fetch them down ; 

 but the distance was great, and I could not expect them for 

 several weeks to come. Through my interference, Mr. Bam 

 kindly furnished Mr. Reid with a sufficiency of trained oxen 

 for his own conveyance at a very moderate cost, which ena- 

 bled him to start for the interior with scarcely any delay. 



Wliile waiting for my own cattle, I busied myself with 

 arranging my baggage, sketching plans for the future, eatinti 

 naras, and now and then mounting my steed to chase th; 

 ostrich. 



On the 9th of February ]\ir. Rath arrived, and, seeing my 



