ntained under this one general name. In different rts of Hindostan the people are of different races, eak different languages, and are of different religions. le different parts of the country too are governed in fferent ways. Of the largest portion ENGLAND is the aster, then there are several States that have their vn governors and princes, but pay tribute to Great ritain; some States again are independent, and there e small French and other European settlements on

Le coast.

Thus there are four several ways by which is great country is ruled. Any good Geography ill give a list of the provinces, cities, rivers, and 1ountains of Hindostan. To say something intersting about only a few of these would fill up a whole umber of the HERALD. The part about which we Lave lately been thinking and speaking most, is OUDE. ook for it in the map. Till lately this was one of he independent states, with its own king, in close lliance with the English. But, unfortunately, his Dower was badly used. The kingdom was filled with rouble and wickedness. Much of its beauty perished; ts inhabitants were miserable. Whole towns and villages were deserted. And two years ago, in the hope that the province would be better governed, the British took possession of, and removed the king from his throne. His mother and brothers came to England to petition our good queen to let him have his kingdom again; he himself remained at Lucknow, which had been his chief city, and which is one of the largest and finest cities in Hindostan.

But now the whole country of Oude is filled with raging, terrible war. The king has been sent to Calcutta, to prison, for trying to raise the people against the English. For six long months a small number of our fellow-countrymen and countrywomen were closely shut up in Lucknow, with their fierce and angry enemies all around them. But at last they have been saved. Brave soldiers, whose names are every day spoken of with blessings by thousands of English firesides are there to meet the armies of their foes. Who has not heard of Sir Colin Campbell, Sir James Outram,

and especially of Sir Henry Havelock, the CHRISTL SOLDIER, who "walked with God," and who has no gone from the wars and victories of earth to be for ev with Christ in heaven?

Hindostan is said to contain in all one hundred a sixty millions of native inhabitants, of whom abo one hundred millions are in the British possession The country measures nineteen hundred miles, fro Cashmere in the north to Cape Comorin in the south and fifteen hundred from the mouth of the Indus the west, to the mouths of the Ganges on the east Around the southern sides the ocean every where rolls on the north, beyond the Himmaleh mountains liet deserts of Thibet. The inhabitants are chiefly idolate or Mohammedans. But nearly all Englishmen fet now as they never felt before, how great a duty it i for us to do all we can to lead Hindostan to Christ Who will help in this?

Our map next month will represent the great empir of CHINA.

THE JUDGE OF FUTTEHPORE.

[THE following lines were written as a true ar beautiful description of the life of Mr. Tucker, who b since fallen in the Indian mutiny. He was judge 1 Futtehpore, near Agra. When danger first appeare and every other European fled from the place, Mr. Tucker, like a Christian hero, resolved to stay. In a letter written at the time to England, he said, "I' every hair on my head were a life, it would be t little to sacrifice for the Lord Jesus Christ." E felt that he should best serve his Heavenly Master br remaining where he was, endeavouring to calm the fury of the people, and if possible, to restore order an peace. For several days he did what he could: bat at last, one evening he "saw from the housetop & fierce rabble drawing near, bearing a red and gree flag. He knew that they came to kill him-that from them he could hope for no mercy. But even then his courage did not fail him. 'Come on!' he cried to his enemies, and bravely defending himself to the last,

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yielded up his soul to his God." Thus did he die the hands of those to whom he had always been as ther, whom he had loved and tried to save!

His own dear children in England, of whom these ses speak, will never see him more. The last line = one utters a wish which God has seen fit to deny. t the last line is a prayer which He will surely nt. Pray, dear children also, that God may raise many more like this good brave man, and preserve em to live and labour until India has learned to love e name of Jesus.]

Far, far, beyond the ocean,
'Neath India's burning sun,
In high and useful toils employed,
There dwells a lonely one.
He is parted from his children-
From the little darlings three,
Who nestled in his bosom oft,
And clambered on his knee.

He is parted from his children,
But though long his absence prove,
They have not ceased to honour-
He hath not ceased to love!
And when the morn is shining
Or evening closes dim,

He

prays for his dear children,
And his children pray for him
When fierce the sun is glowing,
On plains all parched and rent,
And every wind that rushes by
Seems from a furnace sent;
He longs for English breezes
And England's valleys green,
But more to meet the loving eyes
That for years he hath not seen.
The week is spent in labours,
Then comes the holy day,

When here God's children seek His House,

To hear, and praise, and pray.

And e'en from distant India
Arises Sabbath prayer;

For space may part us mortals here,
But God is everywhere.

Now, his devotions over,

Will not the Christian rest? The daily work has wearied him, The burning heat opprest.

'Tis sweet to pause from labour,
To rest the weary limb,

But sweeter still to do God's will,
And spend our strength for Him.
Behold the English Christian
Stand pitying and alone,

Mid the dark-faced children of the East,
Who worship gods of stone:

A suffering band surrounds him,
And he supplies their need;
He loves to give the thirsty drink,
He loves the poor to feed.

The lame, with halting footstep,
Have reached the appointed spot;
The blind men bless the Christian's voice,
Though they can see him not;

The lepers, worn and wasted,
All loathsome to behold,

Find pity in the white man's breast,
Help from the white man's gold.
It seems as though the wretched,
The suffering, and the lone,
Were children given to him by God
While parted from his own!

Nor would the Christian only

Supply their earthly need,

But with the bread of God's own word
The souls of sinners feed.

The heathen gather round him,
Two hundred poor and more;
He tells them in their native tongue
Of what the Saviour bore-

NOTES AND NEWS.

Of all the Shepherd suffered,
To bring them to His fold.

Oh, children! pray that seed thus sown
May bear a hundred fold.

Pray that the lame, the leper,

The path to life may find;

Pray that the light of Gospel truth

May shine upon the blind;

And pray that to the Christian
This blessing may be given,
To meet his children three on earth,
And many more in Heaven.

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LECTURES ON INDIA.-Since our last NOTES AND NEWS, two ctures have been delivered in the library of the Mission ouse on India, by E. B. Underhill, Esq. and Rev. J. Smith, issionary from Chitoura. The Lectures would have intersted our young friends greatly, and they would have been istructed about the land that is now of so much importance o Britain. Mr. Smith has been travelling in the country, nd wherever he has been on a Lord's day he has gathered he young friends together, and told them of India. We recommend superintendents of Sunday-schools where Mr. Smith may be visiting to try and gather large numbers to ear him.

THE WANT OF INDIA.-Mr. Smith in his lecture enumerated the various wants of India, but he said its greatest want was the gospel. How shall this want be supplied? By sending missionaries to declare the good news, and preach Christ to the people. Our young friends can help in this,-let them try and give more, and, what is better, pray more, for the poor perishing heathen.

JOY IN SORROW.-We have received tidings from India that have caused our hearts sorrow, but God is not leaving that land without witness to the power of the gospel of Christ. In the Missionary Herald for December, 1857, is a letter from Mr. Anderson, at Jessore, telling us of the great work being done there,-whole villages being affected by the gospel, and desiring to know the truth as it is in Jesus. We recommend our young friends to read the letter, and while they rejoice