He died on Sunday morning, May 29th, at 10 o’clock, without a struggle or groan. He fell asleep in Jesus, and his disembodied spirit took its happy flight to join the great congregation in Heaven. His remains were moved to the chapel at 4 P. M., and from thence to the mission cemetery, followed by a large concourse of every color, rank and station in the community. According to his request, his body now lies at the entrance of the grave-yard under the shade of a large mango tree. I shall do my best to get a few iron-tree posts, and to have the grave enclosed as soon as possible after I return to Kaw Mendi, and I cherish the hope that the friends of the mission will procure a desirable tombstone to be erected over the grave, and send from the States a marble inscription to be put into the chapel. Mr. Jowett is now taking charge of the Station, and Mr. Goodman is teaching the school at Debia. I sincerely wish you could find a dozen such men as Mr. Kemp to send to Africa; only be sure that they come with sound livers, and be entirely free from heart disease. The climate, I think, is more favorable to lung disease than America. I believe men of any color will live as long in health in Africa as elsewhere, provided they visit America or Europe, for a change, once in every two or three years. * * * * * THE INDIANS. * * * * * WORK ON A SHORT TOUR. REV. MYRON EELLS, SKOKOMISH, WASH. TER. We have been made sad by the death of one of our most prominent church members, John F. Palmer. He was at the time of his death working at a saw-mill, when he was accidentally knocked off from a platform, about ten feet below. He was the first Indian to join this church. He lived, however, to see his wife and her two sisters, whom he brought up, members of the church; the oldest one married, and her daughter the first Indian child who received the rite of infant baptism. He was far ahead in many respects of any other of the Indians, especially in regard to old religious superstitions. While many of the Indians seem willing to give up their old ideas as a religion, they find it very difficult to get rid of a superstitious fear. He, however, seemed to have overcome this entirely. This was partly due to his early life. When he was about ten years old he went to live with a white family in this Territory. He afterwards spent several years on board a sailing vessel, and about twelve years ago he came to this reservation, where he served as interpreter ten years. He understood the Twana, Nisqually, Clallam, Russian and English languages, and could read and write the latter, though he never went to school more than about three weeks. Kind persons in the family in which he lived and on the ship taught him, and he had a library at the time of his death worth fifty or sixty dollars, and took several papers and magazines, both eastern and western, and even wrote a few articles for the papers.