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had sustained; and to endeavor to show by their conduct 
that the teachings they had listened to had not been in vain. 
... Iam truly glad to say that the peal of the church bell 
is regularly heard on the Sabbath, and I can hear the hymn 
and the prayer morning and evening among those I have 
about me as before.’ 
“Bishop Patteson, who was himself soon after added to the 
‘noble army of martyrs,’ visited the island shortly after the 
sad event. “He felt the bereavement keenly, for he loved 
the Gordons, and every year called upon them as he sailed 
past. He climbed the steep rocks to their house, and spent 
a few hours in pleasant intercourse. On this occasion he 
landed and read the burial service over the graves of the 
martyrs.’ 
“In company with the late Dr. Geddie, Mr. Murray vis- 
ited Erromango a few months later. Varied and conflicting 
were their feelings as they sailed along the coast toward the 
scene of the recent and earlier martyrdoms. Everything that 
met the eye looked beautiful and lovely as of old, but the 
recollection of the sad events that had lately transpired cast 
a gloom over all. The sight of the unfinished house on the 
side of the hill, at which Mr. Gordon was working on the 
day of his death, and which was full in view, brought these 
events before their minds with painful vividness. 
“They landed in the bay, and after examining the various 
objects of interest about the mission premises and elsewhere, 
they visited the spot where the martyrs sleep. Close to the 
stream, and not far from the spot where Williams and Harris 
fell, they rest in one grave, waiting the resurrection of the 
just. It was a sad, sad plight in some of its aspects. For 
the sleepers within the peaceful inclosure that surrounds the 
grave, it was useless to mourn— 
‘For the dead, the holy dead, 
Lost are the tears we shed;’ 
