nearly all had gone.

"Where is this one? Where is the other?" cried Elikana, with sad face
as he looked around on them.

"Gone, gone," came the answer; "carried away by the man-stealing
ships."

Elikana turned to the white missionary who had come with him, to ask
what they could do.

"We will leave Joane and his wife here," replied Mr. Murray.

* * * * *

So a teacher from Samoa stayed there and taught the people, while
Elikana went to begin work in an island near by.

To-day a white lady missionary has gone to live in the Ellice Islands,
and the people are Christians, and no slave-trader can come to snatch
them away.

So there sailed over the waters of the wondrous isles first the boat
of sunrise and then the ship of darkness, and last of all the ship
of the Peace of God. The ship of darkness had seemed for a time to
conquer, but her day is now over; and to-day on that beach, as the
sunlight brims over the edge of the sea, and a new Lord's Day dawns,
you may hear the islanders sing their praise to the Light of the
World, Who shines upon them and keeps them safe.