The central Presbyterian. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1856-1908, 1884-02-06

KING still more, and he exclaimed,
" What ready to be killedr Ger
tainly," replied the Pasha; 81 am al
ways ready to die, and so far from fear
ing your putting me to death, you
would confer favor on me by so do
ing, for you would be doing for me that
which | am precluded by my religious
scruples from doing for myself-you
would relieve me from all the troubles
and misfortunes which the future may
have in store for me-" This complete
ly staggered King John, who gasped
out in despair, "Then my power has
no terrors for your" "None what
ever" was the Pasha's laconic reply
His Majesty was COMPOUNDED.
"Why should fear?" he asks. "Is
man more strong than God? ?" "I go
up to the Soudan alone, with an infinite
Almighty God to direct and guide me-
and am glad to so trust Him as to fear
nothing, and, indeed, to feel sure of sue
cess"
Writing to his brother of the diff
cult task of disbanding 5000 untrust-
worthy Turks and Bashi-Bazonks, and
replacing them by better men, he asks:
Who that had not the Almighty with him
could do that have the Almighty with me
and | will do it.. Consider the effect of harsh
measures among essentially Mohammedan
population carried out brusquely by a Nazarene
measures which touch the pocket of every one
Who that had not the Almighty with him would
dare to do that2 l will do 1T, for l value nv
life as naught and should only leaYe much
WEAKNESS for perfect peace. No man ever had
harder task than l unaided have before me
but 1t sits as feather on me AS Solomon
asked L ask wisdom to govern this great people :;
and not only will He give me it, but all else
besides. And why? Because l value not the
all besides. l am quite as averse to slavery
and even more so, than most people. show
1t by sacrificing myself in those lands which are
no paradise: have naught to gain in name
or riches. do not care what man may say.
l do what l think is pleasing to my God and
as far as man goes, need nothing from any
one. l have become what people call
a great fatalist, i.e., trust God will pull me
through every difficulty"
This reminds us of Havelock, and of
our own Stonewall Jackson.
Again he writes home:
My anxiety is not for my life, for 1 died
years ago to all ties in this world, and to all its
comforts, honors, and glories but for NV sheen
IN Darfour and elsewhere. :. God has
gwen you ties and anchors to this earth you
have wives and families l, thank God, have
none of them, and am Free l will
break the neck Of slave-raids, even if it cost me
my life. Would my heart be broken if
should be ousted from this command? Should
regret the eternal camei-Iidng the heat the
misery | am forced to witness, the discomforts of
everything around my domestic lfe2 Look at
my travels In seven months. Thousands of
miles on camels, and no hope of rest for another
year. You are only called on at intervals to
rely on your God; with me, l am obliged con-
tlnually to do so. | mean by this. that you
have only great trials, such as the illness of
child, when you feel yourselves utterly weak
now and then. | am constantly in anxiety.
The body rebels against this constant leaning
on God 1t IS heavy strain on it. it causes
appetite to cease. Find me the man, and will
take him as my help. who utterly despises mon
ey, name glory, honor, one who never wishes
TO see his home again, one who locks to God as
the Source OF good and the Controller of evil,
one who has a healthy body and energetic
spirit, and one who looks on death as a release
from misery aud if you cannot find him, then
leave me alone. To carry myself Is enough for
me; l want no other baggage"
" No one, " he says at another time,
" has anything to make him really
weary, if his heart is in tune with God
and he has health" But it is his indif.
ference to the opinion of the world that
strikes us again by the side of his faith.
" lit be Gods will, why will you keep
caring for what the world says? Try,
oh try to be no longer a slave to it..
You can have little idea of the comfort
of freedom from tit is bliss. Roll
your burden on Him, and He will make
straight your mistakes. Here
| am lump of clay. Thou art the
Potter. Mould me as Thou in Thy
wisdom wilt Never mind my cries.
Cut my life of-so be it; just as thou
wilt; but | rely on Thy unchanging
guidance during the trial"
This was no idle talk with Colonel
Gordon. When he went up to London
they could not get him before the pub
lie. lie refused to be lionised. He
would talk in the most interesting
manner at his mothers Preside, but in
public he was dumb. The newspa
pers have said too much already" was
his answer to those who tried to induce
him to speak in public He would not
take the chair at public meetings, an d
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