On the twenty-first we sighted the bold headlands of Cape Clear, and in the evening we were reading the latest news from London. Having arrived safely in Liverpool, and Mr. and Mrs. Kemp, colored missionaries for the Mendi Mission, reaching the same place a few days later, we were obliged to wait there a week for an African steamer; but the time was well employed in some preliminary business in London and elsewhere, with reference to the proposed new mission in the Nile basin. We had the pleasure of a short but interesting visit with Rev. O. H. White, D.D., the earnest and efficient secretary of the Freedman’s Missions Aid Society, who has done so much to interest our English and Scotch friends in the work of the American Missionary Association. We also called on Robert Arthington, Esq., of Leeds, whose munificent generosity has made possible the opening of the new mission near the head-waters of the Nile, which is to be distinguished by his name. He received us very kindly, and with outspread map before us, we spent a pleasant afternoon together, discussing plans and hopes for the opening of the work next fall, which now seems to promise so well. On Saturday, March 5th, we embarked on board the steamship “Mayumba,” for Africa, and our voyage has been a delightful one ever since. The same steamer had on board two hundred tons of gunpowder for the slaughter of the natives. Like the vessel that carried out rum and missionaries to Turkey, this was carrying powder to kill the Africans, while we were going for their peace and healing. Yet we would rather a thousand times go with the powder than with the rum; for the former, horrid as is the art of war, has in the hands of the English made a way in the wilderness for the heralds of the Cross, while the latter has been and always will be an unmitigated curse.