“Abd.—‘He is where he has long intended to go. He is no longer in this world.’ They said, ‘That is very well! May you soon go after him, and no longer make this ado about your religion!’
“Abd.—‘I do, indeed, desire to be where Mr. Brown is, and care not how soon I may be taken: but think not this religion depends on Mr. Brown, or on me: for if I were taken away, God can raise up one from among your own selves, to supply my place.’”
“Feb. 5th.—An event occurred to-day, which Abdool related with great pleasure. At Monickpore resides an aged man, of venerable appearance, with a flowing white beard, who is considered a holy man. He is the proprietor of several villages, and is a man of more than ordinary good nature. He has many servants, and many disciples, and keeps open house for travellers. On these accounts he is much venerated by his neighbours. His place of worship is held very sacred, and many go thither as on a kind of pilgrimage. On Abdool looking in at the outer gate of the premises, one who was going in said, ‘Come in, and pay your devotions.’
“Abd.—‘What place is this?’
“‘It is a holy place; come in.’
“Abd.—‘What advantage will arise from my going in?’
“Stranger.—‘Why, every body goes.’
“Abd.—‘Though every body should act senselessly, why should I?’
“On this the old man came out, and asked Abdool who he was?
“Abd.—‘I am one of mankind, a servant of God.’