'Tutoo has had a pretty hard day's work of it, poor fellow, and he is
anything but strong. At 9.30 we all went to the chapel, which began
by a hymn sung as roughly as possible, but having rather a fine
effect from the fact of some 400 or 500 voices all singing in unison.
Then a long extemporary prayer, then another hymn, then a sermon
nearly an hour long. It ought not to have taken more than a quarter
of an hour, but it was delivered very slowly, with endless
repetitions, otherwise there was some order and arrangement about it.
Another hymn brought the service to an end about 11. But his work
was not done; school instantly succeeded in the same building, and
though seven native teachers were working their classes, the burthen
of it fell on him. School was concluded with a short extemporary
prayer. At three, service again--hymn, prayer, another long sermon,
hymn, and at last we were out of chapel, there being no more school.'

'To be sure,' is the entry on another Sunday, 'little thought I of
old that Sunday after Sunday I should frequent an Independent chapel.
As for extemporary prayer not being a form, that is absurd. These
poor fellows just repeat their small stock of words over and over
again, and but that they are evidently in earnest, it would seem
shockingly irreverent sometimes. Most extravagant expressions!
Tutoo is a very simple, humble-minded man, and I like him much. He
would feel the help and blessing of a Prayer-book, poor fellow, to be
a guide to him; but even the Lord's Prayer is never heard among
them.'

So careful was Mr. Patteson not to offend the men who had first
worked on these islands, that on one Sunday when Tutoo was ill, he
merely gave a skeleton of a sermon to John Cho to preach. On the