Letters and sketches from the New Hebrides. . charge, and begged him earnestly to doeverything he could to make him comfortable, andto tell the people of Aniwa to be strong to do theWorship of Jehovah ; for the Tannese had treatedMissi Paton so badly that, though he and his peoplewished him back, the other Missis were afraid to lethim come alone, and now they were all left withouta Missionary. Nowar then finished up by taking thewhite shells from his own arm,* binding them roundPavingins, and telling him to wear thcni, and everytime he looked at them to remember his words al)()Utbeing kind to
Letters and sketches from the New Hebrides. . charge, and begged him earnestly to doeverything he could to make him comfortable, andto tell the people of Aniwa to be strong to do theWorship of Jehovah ; for the Tannese had treatedMissi Paton so badly that, though he and his peoplewished him back, the other Missis were afraid to lethim come alone, and now they were all left withouta Missionary. Nowar then finished up by taking thewhite shells from his own arm,* binding them roundPavingins, and telling him to wear thcni, and everytime he looked at them to remember his words al)()Utbeing kind to Missi. We did not know of this at Sec Aiilubiogf aphy oJJu/iH G. raioJH^\\)\)\\\M Edition, p. 3^4). 52 SETTLING DOWN ON ANIIVA the time; but the narrative did great good to ourimpressible Aniwans. It occurs to me, however, that I have never toldyou of that interesting visit to Tanna. We had togo into Port Resolution, on our way here, for shelterover the Sabbath; and though I enjoyed gettinginside the Bay for the first time, it unsettled our. OLD NOWAR OF TANNA. minds about coming to Aniwa afterwards. I, at least,had got fairly reconciled to it. Nowar was intenselydisappointed, when told that the Missionaries wouldnot consent to Mr. Patons coming alone. He saidcomparatively little, but his venerable and expressiveface showed how he felt it, as he sat mute on the deckwith the tears in his eyes. Oh, how I loved andrespected him !—this man that risked his life to savemy husband. I had read of such devoted love, but THE PLEADING OF NOIVAR 53 have never seen another Hving specimen ; and deeplydid I feel for the disappointed old Chief, as he at lastsilently disappeared over the side of the Dayspringinto his canoe,—but binding us to be sure and cometo see his place that day. You may imagine how it stirred Mr. Patons oldmemories, especially when we went on shore ; andNowar, having at last found the use of his tongue,made one grand effort to keep his friend. He must,somehow, have got
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