’But I hardly know how far I ought to spend any time in such things.  Elementary grammars for our own missionaries and teachers are useful, and the time is well spent in writing them.  Hence it is that I do not write longer letters.  Oh! how I enjoy writing un-business letters; but I can’t help it—­it’s part of my business now to write dull Reports—­i.e. reports that I can’t help making dull, and all the rest of it....

’I cannot write about Bishop Mackenzie.  Mr. Pritt (at 9.30 P.M. the night we landed) put his head into my room and said, “Bishop Mackenzie is dead,” and I sat and sat on and knelt and could not take it all in!  I cannot understand what the papers say of his modus operandi, yet I know that it was an error of judgment, if an error at all, and there may be much which we do not know.  So I suspend my opinion.’

In a letter to myself, written by the same mail, in reply to one in which I had begged him to consider what was the sight, to a Christian man, of slaves driven off with heavy yokes on their necks, and whether it did not justify armed interposition, he replies with arguments that it is needless now to repeat, but upholding the principle that the shepherd is shepherd to the cruel and erring as well as to the oppressed, and ought not to use force.  The opinion is given most humbly and tenderly, for he had a great veneration for his brother Missionary Bishop.  Commenting on the fact that Bishop Selwyn’s speech at Cambridge had made Charles Mackenzie a missionary, and that he would gladly have hailed an invitation to the Australasian field of labour, the letter proceeds:—­

’How wonderful it is to reflect upon the events of the last few years!  Had he come out when I did to New Zealand, I might be now his Missionary Chaplain; and yet it is well that there should be two missionary dioceses, and without the right man for the African Mission, there might have been a difficulty in carrying out the plan.

’The chapel is not built yet, for I have sixty mouths to feed, and other buildings must be thought of for health’s sake.  But I have settled all that in my will.’

’In a postscript is mentioned the arrival of some exquisite altar plate for the College chapel, which had been offered by a lady, who had also bountifully supplied with chronometers and nautical instruments the ‘Southern Cross,’ which was fast being built at Southampton.

The above letter was accompanied by one to Dr. Moberly:—­

’St. Andrew’s College, Kohimarama:  Nov. 18, 1862.

’My dear Dr. Moberly,—­Thank you heartily for writing to me.  It is a real help to me and to others also, I think, of my party to be in communication with those whom we have long respected, and whose prayers we now more than ever earnestly ask.  We returned on November 7 from a very remarkable voyage.

’I was nineteen weeks absent all but a day:  sailed far beyond our most distant island in my previous voyage, landed nearly eighty times amidst (often) 300 and more natives, naked, armed, &c., and on no less than thirty or forty places never trodden before (as far as I know) by the foot of a white man.  Not one arm was lifted up against me, not one bow drawn or spear shaken.  I think of it all quietly now with a sort of wondering thankfulness.