at the Melanesian school in New Zealand in order to learn his work,
and would give up any preconceived notions of his own about the way
to conduct missionary work that might militate against the Bishop's
plan--such a man would be, of course, the very person we want; but we
must try to make people understand that half-educated men will not do
for this work. Men sent out as clergymen to the mission-field who
would not have been thought fit to receive Holy Orders at home, are
not at all the men we want. It is not at all probable that such men
would really understand the natives, love them, and live with them;
but they would be great dons, keeping the natives at a distance,
assuming that they could have little in common, &c.--ideas wholly
destructive of success in missionary, or in any work. That pride of
race which prompts a white man to regard coloured people as inferior
to himself, is strongly ingrained in most men's minds, and must be
wholly eradicated before they will ever win the hearts, and thus the
souls of the heathen.

'What a preachment, as usual, about Melanesia!...

'Your loving old Pupil and Nephew,

'J. C. PATTESON.'


Next follows a retrospective letter:--


'April 1, 1859: St. John's College.

'My dearest Father,--Thirty-two years old to-day! Well, it is a