"I do not want anything," she modestly replied. "I have my parents, and my brother, and the Padri-Sahibs, and my books, what can I want more?"
"But," said the missionary, "you are only a little girl, and surely you would like something from England. Shall I bring you some playthings?"
"No, thank you," said the child; "I do not want playthings—I am learning to read."
"Come, come," said the missionary, "shall I bring you a playfellow, a white child from England!"
"No, no," answered the little girl, "it would be taking her from her parents."
"Well then," said her friend, "is there nothing I can bring you?"
"Well, if you are so kind as to insist on bringing me something, ask the Christians in England to send me a Bible-book and more PADRI-SAHIBS."
MISSIONARY'S HOUSE. See [ p. 128.]
This was a good request indeed, but to get Padri-Sahibs is a hard thing to do. Who can tell how much good they have done already! There are many Christian villages in India, and they are as different from heathen villages as a dove's nest is different from a tiger's den.