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he comes to his residence, the houses will be burnt down, 
and fern will cover the place, and all here, everywhere, 
will be a wilderness. — Go, go to England, and bring 
back with you a great many, let them be many Teachers, 
that every native residence may have a Missionary to 
tell them what is right, and to hold them from evil. 
Perhaps you will come back again — perhaps not. 
This is all my book to you — this is all my writing, 
mine, the son of Temorenga, sitting in the verandah of 
his house at the Manawenua. Perhaps you can read 
this book — perhaps not. Bad are my fingers for writing, 
mine. 
LETTER XVI. 
FROM HENRY GEORGE WATKINS WARU, TO THE 
REV. W. YATE. 
My altogether friend, Mr. Yate — I do not know 
whether to say my heart is hot or cold: it is both. I 
am grieved, because it is hot toward the things of this 
passing w^orld, and cold towards God and the things of 
that there world where His residence is. I have more 
love for earth than for heaven : I think more of my body, 
which must soon die, and melt to nothing, than of my 
spirit, which is to live for ever. We native men all 
knew, before you came to our land, that the spirit lives 
after the body is dead ; but our thoughts, and our words, 
were not straight about it. I will say what my thoughts 
now are. If I believe on Jesus Christ, and lean on Him, 
and altogether inside of my heart believe Him, and then 
do His bidding, my spirit will not be driven into darkness 
at last. But if I believe jokingly, and my belief does 
not make me do the bidding of Jesus Christ, then I 
think I shall not see God : I shall be full of fear to look 
at Him, and no joy will ever come to my heart. This is 
