LETTERS FROM NATIVES, 
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heart. Mr. Yate, you say how. Let me take upon me 
a new name : for though the native chiefs scoff at me, 
and say, “ Who is Kaheke, that he should believe ? it is 
all nonsense;"’ I am not ashamed of saying to every- 
body that Jesus died for my sins, and is my Saviour and 
my God. 
This is all to you, Mr. Yate, from your friend, from 
Kaheke. 
LETTER VL 
FROM PARU, A YOUNG MAN WHO HAS BEEN LIVING WITH 
ME FROM MY FIRST ARRIVAL IN NEW ZEALAND. 
Father — From me, from Paru, is this Letter. Great 
is the grace of God within my heart : therefore my heart 
is large with love, and is pricked on account of sin. The 
words of Jehovah are good ; and they cause a desire in 
my heart to pray to Him, and to stick close to Him. 
This is my thought, that I should heap up the words of 
the Lord within me, and not forget them by day nor by 
night. Sir, Mr. Yate, listen. When will a good heart 
be deep within me, not to go away again ? Sometimes 
I say within myself, my thoughts shall be fixed on God : 
then I think about sawing, and the payment I am to 
have for sawing, when I have' finished my tree. This is 
the way I am, this day, and this day, and this day. Mr. 
Yate, what are your thoughts? perhaps. Yes; perhaps. 
No. 
F rom me, from your man, from 
Paru, is this Letter to Mr. Yate. 
