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now to give over; and told him to give over preaching; 
bidding his daughter empty her father’s pockets, and give 
him the money, which she did, Mr. Marsden still continu¬ 
ing his lecture, and telling him the next time he saw him 
would be at the gallows. Some time after, a man was to be 
hung, who sent for him; he then recognized the person 
who had robbed him. He said, your word has turned out 
true: here you meet me at the gallows. Mr. Marsden 
prayed fervently for him; the criminal seemed to respond 
with all his heart; and then the drop fell. He was a Roman 
Catholic ; and I believe his name was O’Donohu, a notorious 
bush-ranger. 
A short time before Governor Bligh’s deposition, he obtained 
leave to go home : and on that occasion, secured several good 
men for the little rising colony, two of whom still survive, the 
Reverends Dr. Cowper and R. Cartwright. 
Mr. Marsden was wont to remark, that from the vilest scum 
of the earth, the Lord was gathering a people for himself; and 
he might have added, and making that people, so opportunely 
raised up in the Australian wilderness, the grand point d'appui 
of all the Polynesian Missions, which could not have existed 
without a colony there, to come to in all their necessities. 
Few persons have received more praise or abuse than 
Mr. Marsden. His enemies were many and bitter; they 
accused him of penuriousness, and a sordid desire of gaining 
money; and yet few kept so hospitable a house, and knew so 
little of his own affairs as he did. One of his daughters 
related to me a circumstance which she witnessed :—A gentle¬ 
man called one day, and said, he came to repay the money he 
had borrowed of him, many years before. Mr. Marsden said, 
you must make a mistake. You do not owe me anything. 
O ! said the gentleman, I cannot be mistaken. It was when 
I first landed on these shores, an indigent youth, that you 
most liberally advanced me one hundred pounds, to set me up 
in trade ; and, by God’s blessing, that laid the foundation of 
my prosperity. I am now a rich man; and here are your 
hundred pounds, with interest, and my grateful thanks for 
your disinterested kindness. In vain Mr. Marsden refused; 
