above-mentioned ensued, and brought on dissolution; but that this must have happened at no great distance of time, and that no change of climate or treatment, could have prevented the fatal result. This morning the beloved remains were committed to their parent earth, in the Pooree burying-ground. The burying-ground is an enclosed square on the sands of Juggernauth. “Those sands, after almost a year from the Rutt Jattra, are still strewed with the whitened bones of the wretched victims of this Indian Moloch, and I indulged the idea, whilst standing by the grave, that we were taking possession of the land in the name of Jesus our Lord. Without disparagement to a few other remains there interred, and of whose history I know nothing, I _knew_ that we were committing to the earth the remains of a member of His mystical body; and will He not bring in the remnant of His elect, and shall not these, at present, wretched Hindoos, bow to His sceptre, and confess Him ‘Lord, to the glory of God the Father?’ Then, instead of that heartless brutality with which idolatrous remains are treated, decent burial will be given them; and instead of the howling of jackalls and wild dogs over their remains, ‘Devout men will make lamentation,’ though they will not sorrow as ‘those who have no hope.’ These remarks, dearest brother, are indulged in, rather to ease my own heart, than to comfort you and your sorrowing family. I am inexpressibly afflicted for this my brother, but what is my grief compared with his family’s? I send off this blotted and only copy, both that you may receive it within a due time of your knowledge of the afflicting event; and that no discretion may remain with me as to multiplying copies. Mrs. Corrie joins me in tender sympathy to all your house.” For the remaining portion of the month of May, Mr. Corrie continued to gain no strength. A change of air was, therefore recommended, and he removed to Cuttack, about fifty miles inland. There it pleased God to recover him surprisingly fast. But in a letter to Mr. Sherer, dated June 13, 1823, he observed:-- “By the frequent attacks of illness I have of late experienced, our thoughts are sometimes directed towards you [in England]; but I must remain another year in order to the pension. The Lord only knows what time may bring forth. I feel most reluctant to leave India, and nothing but necessity shall lead me to leave it at present.” Ten days later Mr. Corrie writes to his brother: “Cuttack, Orissa, June 23, 1823.