“I have had a long talk with Nai Chune. Since the fourth month of last year he has been convinced of the truth of Christianity. He has broken the necks of his household gods and melted them. ‘If I think he venerates the gods still he will go into the temple and do the same.’ Those stories in their sacred books about its raining diamonds and gold he regards not like the beneficent miracles of Christ which I told him. “I was going to give him some idea of the historical evidences when he cut me short by saying, ‘I have _tried_ Buddhism—and what benefit has it been to me? I have thrown away a large part of my life in studying it. But I was a child then—God must forgive me.’ He has ceased to gamble and to drink spirits, to both of which he formerly was addicted. He says that he sometimes weeps with joy when he thinks of God’s goodness to him. He prays to Jehovah, keeps the Sabbath, and for months has been a faithful attendant on preaching, to which he often invites his acquaintances, bringing them with him. “He is an educated man of about forty years, has a wife but no living children. He was once a priest, in the king’s own watt for some eight years. At one time he used to call upon me often and learned several chemical experiments. Since the mission moved to its new location in his neighbourhood (where he has a small property) he called to renew acquaintance. I had much conversation with him formerly about religion; but he seemed almost too willing to believe. I mistrusted his motives, past experience having made me too cautious perhaps. When he called subsequently I had no confidence in his sincerity. Mr. Mattoon, however, thought somewhat better of him. “He is now the Siamese teacher of our school, and is very faithful to his duties. The most interesting feature of his case and what, with other things, has removed my doubts, is the true moral courage with which he avows his change of his belief to his countrymen and relatives. I do not think anything but the grace of God could make a Siamese brave enough to do this.” Five months later, the doctor records the reception of the convert into the Mission Church on Aug. 7, 1859: “My eyes have at length been permitted to see what has long been my heart’s desire and prayer to God, the baptism of a Siamese. Nay, to my unworthy hands has this privilege fallen, to receive into the visible fold of Christ by the ordinance of His appointing this new member of the flock.