human means for the recovery of children of our workers and others. His sympathies were very large, and with all his hard work he found time to take an interest in the boys in the house; for instance, he made a miniature boat for one boy, which was propelled by a screw turned by clockwork, and when something in the machinery was wanting, part of Dr. Hall's pencil-case went into the boat.

He always took a very firm stand whenever he had made up his mind about a certain course, and should he disagree with others, he seemed to take the greatest pains to understand their position, in order to find some way out of the difficulty.

At the time of the C.M.S. Centenary, the missionaries of the Society in Cairo joined together to commence an out-station at Rhoda-el-Farag, where the Government had just made a landingplace for all the wheat from Upper Egypt. Dr. Hall took the greatest interest in this out-station, and it is characteristic of the man that he used to spend Friday night at Rhoda-el-Farag, in order to commence a dispensary early on Saturday morning, that being the only day he could be free from the dispensary at Old Cairo. I was away at the time, but heard afterwards that crowds used to come there, and thus the medical work created an opening for further evangelistic work since.

It is hardly necessary to say that his influence was very great, and that he was greatly beloved by our Egyptian and Syrian workers. The evening before he and Mrs. Hall left for the Sudan all our workers came together for a gleaners' meeting, and there Dr. Hall said "Good-bye" to them all, and he would not allow any of us to see them off at the station, as he did not want any excitement about their going to the Sudan. I leave Mr. Gwynne

to tell of his work there.

Yours very sincerely,

F. J. HARPUR.

The following are a few extracts from Dr. Hall's Diary, which we are permitted to add :

First day in Egypt, Saturday, January 21st, 1897. Tired, but thankful. Lord, teach me to pray like Thee, to teach like Thee, to live like Thee, to love like Thee, and if need be to die in a distant degree and sense like Thee.

On Saturday, January 30th, 1897, he was sent for to see a patient at the village of El Khanka, beyond Marg, where he went with Habib, the dispenser, to act as interpreter. He says, "The houses are all of mud and everything bears the stamp of living death, which marks the places where the false prophet is honoured and Jesus despised. The sun was just setting in the golden sky as we entered, and the melancholy call to prayer was sounding forth from the minaret of the squalid mosque. One could only lift up one's heart for these poor souls in their unconscious darkness that the Sun of Righteousness may soon rise on them with healing in His ways. We were hurried along the narrow streets until we stopped at the entrance of the house, and passing in to the cave-like darkness we entered the middle room, where the family and friends of the patient were assembled cooking the supper. A strange weird group they formed in the deep shadow, relieved only by the light of a miserable little smoking lamp. There was no furniture, no window, nothing but the mud

walls and floor. But we could not linger, and passed into the inner room, about ten feet square, where, on a kind of raised shelf over a brick oven, lay the patient, a fine old Arab, surrounded by several friends. The heat was suffocating and the atmosphere indescribable, as the only aperture in the room was the door. I attended to his wants, and gave instructions to his friends. By this time the room was full of men and women, all pressing forward to get advice from the Hakim; so sitting on a shelf or raised platform, with Habib as interpreter, for about half an hour, I gave advice to as many as there was time for. As we gazed in the dim lamp light at the crowd of eager faces pressing round, from out of the darkness, many marked with sorrow and suffering and some blind, and yet still hoping against hope, my heart yearned over them, and I began to understand a little of how the Lord felt of old, and still feels, for them. O Lord, as Thou art leading me to share somewhat of Thy burden, give me of Thy Love, and as much of Thy Power as Thou canst trust me with. We prayed with the patient in the Name of Jesus, and with many expressions of gratitude from him we withdrew. At last we were ready, and, escorted by about six men with thick staffs and two guns, and supplied with native bread and tomatoes, we started on our long ride through the darkness on our tired donkeys, and reached the station at about 10-45 p.m. with no further mishap except that my donkey suddenly knelt down, as did Habib's also once, though it was awfully cold. Reached old Cairo at 1-15 a.m.

On the way up to the Soudan.

Wednesday, Dec. 5th, 1900. Awoke at 6 a.m. Steamer stopping at Korosko. (Had got up at 3 a.m, when we were passing through a rocky gorge, close under high cliffs on the East Bank.) Went on shore with Mr. Giffen, of the American Mission. Took a photo of the pass through the rocky hills through which Gordon passed as he hurried up with all speed to Khartoum to save the people, or die in the attempt, as he did. Truly a way of Calvary, and it was with subdued feelings that one looked after the footsteps which travelled that way never to return. Noble Gordon ! Thou livest still-the grain of wheat which fell into the ground and died those years ago, is even now bearing precious fruit.

A New Year.

OMDURMAN,

Thursday, January 1st, 1903. (His last year on earth.)

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The Word given me in my Quiet Time" was, "Old things are passed away, behold all things are become

w with them, when he healed the sick and was a tr 11 in trouble and sorrow. We hear that Mrs. Hall ha friend telling of the death of her husband, and that a sent his greetings and farewell messages to all his f country.

When an Egyptian merchant in Omdurman was to h of Dr. Hall, he said, "And we were looking for his looks for a ship coming into port, holding a telesco