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“TI walked into the empty house, and I shall never forget 
how utterly desolate and miserable I felt as I stood in our 
bedroom, and saw everywhere traces of the painful experi- 
ences through which my dear wife had passed. The room 
was all untidy, just as it had been when the body of our 
dear child had been carried from it. Her hat, and, as I 
vividly remember, a little pink dress which she wore, were 
thrown on the floor in one corner of the room; the dolls 
and toys with which they had tried to amuse her were still 
lying near the bed on which she died. The medical books 
over which they pored in vain were still about; and on 
the drawers and table were the medicine bottles and some 
powders which Mrs. Brown had prepared for the dear child 
an hour or two before she died. 
“T stood speechless with my great sorrow, until Captain 
Ferguson came, and throwing his arms round my neck, said 
in his old familiar way, but with deep emotion: ‘Come out 
of this, old man. This is no place for you. Come away, 
and I will get up steam again, and we will go and look for 
Mrs. Brown.’ I was glad to get away, and after looking 
again at the house and at the two little graves, we went 
on board the ‘Ripple,’ and at 10:30 p. mM. we started for 
Kabakada, where I supposed they had all gone. 
“On Monday morning we were off Kabakada, and were 
anxiously looking out for them. For some time we were 
in doubt, but at last saw some people on the veranda, and 
soon after we made out the boat on the beach; so I knew 
that they were there. The boat was soon launched and was 
quickly alongside the vessel, and at last I saw my dear wife, 
pale with excitement, and with plain traces in her face of 
the effects of her many trials. I cannot describe our meet- 
ing when I led her into the ‘Ripple’s’ cabin. For a long 
time speech was impossible, and we could only weep to- 
gether. We sustained ourselves with the precious words 
of comfort from Him who is the Father of mercies and 
God of all comfort, and He upheld us in our affliction,” 
