Meantime the spirit of enquiry and faith was making-marked progress.  Mr. Codrington says:  ’The stir in the hearts and minds of those already christened might be called a revival, and the enquiring and earnest spirit of many more seemed to be working towards conversions.  During this time, there might be seen on the cliff or under the trees in the afternoon, or on Sundays, little groups gathered round some of the elder Christians, enquiring and getting help.  It was the work that George evidently was enabled to do in this way that convinced everyone that the time had quite come for his Ordination.  It is worth mentioning that the boys from one island, and one individual in particular, were much influenced by the last conversations of the first Christian who died here (Walter Hotaswol), who had told his friends to be “sure that all the Bishop had told them was true."’

This quickening and its results are further described in the ensuing letter, wherein is mention of the Bauro man Taroniara, the most remarkable of the present conversions, and destined three years after to die with the Bishop and Mr. Atkin.

’June 20, 9 P.M., 1868.

’My dear Sisters,—­You know how I am thinking of him to-day.  Seven years ago!  I think that he seems more and more present to my mind than ever.  How grateful it is to me to find the dear Bishop ever recurring to him in his sermons, &c.; but indeed we all have the great blessing and responsibility of being his children.  The thought of meeting him again, if God be so merciful, comes over me sometimes in an almost overpowering way:  I quite seem to see and feel as if kneeling by his side before the Great Glory, and even then thinking almost most of him.  And then, so many others too—­Mamma, Uncle James, Frank, &c., and you, dear Joan, think of your dear Mother.  It seems almost too much.  And then the mind goes on to think of the Saints of God in every generation, from one of the last gathered in (dear Mr. Keble) to the very first; and as we realise the fact that we may, by God’s wonderful mercy, be companions, though far beneath the feet, of Patriarchs, and Apostles, and Martyrs, and even see Him as He is—­it is too great for thought! and yet, thank God, it is truth.

’My heart is full too of other blessed thoughts.  There seems to be a stirring of heart among our present set of scholars, the younger ones I mean; they come into my room after evening Chapel and school, one or two at a time, but very shy, sit silent, and at last say very softly, “Bishop, I wish to stop here for good.”

’"Why?”

’"I do wish to be good, to learn, to be like George and Henry and the rest.”

’This morning I baptized Charlotte and Joanna.  Charlotte will be married to Fisher on Wednesday, when Benjamin and Marion will also be married.  Oh, what blessings are these!  I spoke earnestly of the service in my preachment.