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sionary on McCarthy’s Island, and taught school 
thirteen years in Sierra Leone in his early life. 
He has been with us two Sabbaths. He preaches 
well. He is a native African. He — with his 
wife’s assistance, who is a good Christian woman, 
—is to teach school and preach at Mambo, the mis- 
sion of the Dayton, Ohio, Summit Street Sabbath- 
school. He came with me just to see how he 
liked the place, and how we should like him. 
Yesterday I went up with him to Mambo. 
Our chief, George Caulker, gave me a letter to 
Prince William, but he was not at home. The 
P.urrow devil had caught his young brother— the 
one that came to see us about the school — and had 
him in the Purrow bush. The house the chief is 
building is not finished, but Bannah Boom, the 
head-man of the town, promised to give Mr. Hero 
a house until the chief returns. 
When we went to Massama, in the Great Scar- 
ces Biver, in the Timiny country, in search of 
cattle for the mission. King Bey Farmer received 
us very cordially. A curious kind of brass image, 
and one of clay, stood at the entrance of his hut. 
These were made by the French, and sold to the 
king. The people here are a mixture of Moham- 
medans and Katfres. The king is a Mohammedan. 
I gave him an Arabic Bible. His brother is a 
priest. I preached in the mosque at night. ' The 
