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lakes beautified the scene. All was serene and still, 
save the chirping insects in the grass. The echo of the 
cloth-mallet, which had been heard through the day in 
different parts of the valley, had now ceased. Though 
generally a pleasant sound, especially when heard in a 
solitary valley, indicating the industry of the natives, 
it had on this day, which was the Sabbath, called forth 
the most affectionate solicitude for the interesting peo¬ 
ple of the place; and we could not but desire the 
speedy arrival of that time, when the sacred hours of 
the Sabbath should be employed in spiritual and devo¬ 
tional exercises. That, however, is not to be expected 
in the present circumstances of the people, for 
“ The sound of the church-going bell 
These valleys and rocks never heard: 
Never sigh’d at the sound of a knell, 
Nor smiled when a Sabbath appear’d.’' 
And probably until this day their inhabitants had not 
been informed, that “in six days they should labour and 
do all their work, and that the seventh is the Sabbath 
of the Lord their God,” which he requires them to 
sanctify by sacred worship and holy rest. 
On the morning of the 18th, while some medicine was 
preparing, Haa inquired of what kind it was, when 
Makoa, who was sitting by, observed that it was 
very strong medicine; that if a native only smelt it, 
his breath would be taken away: (he referred pro¬ 
bably to a bottle of hartshorn, of which he had once 
smelt.) “ If we were to be taken sick on a journey, we 
should rest a few days before we thought of continuing 
it: but they are strange people, very unlike us ; for fre¬ 
quently, after being ill all night, they get up in the 
