THE little African boys here begin to learn the meaning of sin, and how God hates it. Coming along from one of the villages yesterday, one of the boys said, "Ondona, Satana ocimundu,"―Satan is a robber. How true we know that to be. He has robbed man of peace and joy, and worst of all, of God. I was much interested with the answer given by a little mulatto boy, whose name is Georgie, to a question I put to him. I was sitting with Konga, Cecelia, and Georgie last night, and after we had sung the hymn "Come to Jesus," I asked them if they could tell me what Jesus had come down from heaven to earth to do. Georgie at once replied, "To die for our sins.”
We have thought Georgie rather a slow little fellow, but this answer shows that he has been learning more than we had thought. He is about eight years old. Only a few days after this conversation, I was away at one of the villages, and while I was there Georgie's father sent a man to take him away. I had no opportunity of saying a word to him in parting. I am very sorry to lose the little fellow, but I hope he may never forget that Christ died for our sins, but that his young heart may be opened to receive the blessed tidings unto his salvation, and then to make the same known to others.