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service, they would suddenly start up, with the 
cry of ‘‘ That ’s a lie ! that’s a lie ! who will stay to 
hear what that man has to say ? Let us all, all go.” 
— But now, how changed the scene ! The greatest 
punishment we can inflict, now, is to prevent a 
native, who has been acting wrong, from attend- 
ing school: the Sabbath is a delight: its ap- 
proach is looked forward to with real pleasure by 
many, and by all with satisfaction. The walls of 
the House of Prayer are no more deserted ; but, 
at times, numbers press for entrance, who cannot 
find room. An attentive congregation, consisting 
of the settlement natives, is always ensured ; and 
when people passing through the settlement, from 
distant villages, stay here during the day of rest, 
they likewise attend the services of the day ; 
and invariably behave with that propriety which 
shows their sense of the sacredness of the service 
and the place. Kerikeri has now some bright 
ornaments of the Christian Religion, amongst the 
domestic natives of the Station ; and some from 
amongst their number have entered into the joy 
of their Lord.^ 
There is one circumstance, connected with the 
Kerikeri Settlement, which must not be passed 
* A more certain seal to the labours of the Missionaries at 
this Station could not be given, than in the life and death of 
Anne Waiapu. A more pleasing death-bed scene, thail here 
presented, cannot well be imagined ; certainly cannot be de- 
sired ; and what made the whole satisfactory, was, that her 
previous life accorded with her dying experience. A short ac- 
count of her death will be found in the next Chapter. 
