পরিশিষ্ট । 也8° -on another. Old Rajnarain Dutt was smoking his albola (hooka). He passed the snake over to Modhu. This staggered me not a little. When we were alone, I asked Modhu how it was that he was indulged to a length quite out of example and custom. "My father," replied Modhu, 'minds not your common punctilios.” Indeed, it was giving his son, albeit an only son, a longer tether than he should have done. This over-indulgence of his father was the rock on which was wrecked his domestic peace and happiness. Many dainties and delicacies prepared by his doating mother placed on several rehabs, formed the principal dishes that were set before us. It was the first time I partook of Kidpillau, food forbidden to a genuine Vaishnava, One day in 1843, he disappeared all of a sudden, from our Col. lege. It not merely caused a surprise, but gave a shock, a terrible shock, to his "dearest” Gour and Bhoodeb, who instantly went down to the Fort to his rescue, if it were possible. Dr. Corbyne, in whose house he was lodged, made us wait downstairs for a while, when Raja Sutto Shurn Ghosal of Bhookylas, Kidderpore, happened to call The Raja saw us waiting, but went straight upstairs and, after a while, coming down, said to us, "Modhu has not been allowed to see me. What a pity these cunning chaps have Snuggled him into the Ailla, otherwise they would have rued for what they have done.” He advised us to leave, as they would not allow Modhu to be seen. As soon as the Raja drove out, a messenger came down, and told us to call on another day. A day or two after I went again, but alone. I was shown up into the drawingroon, where Modhu received me with a smile, but avoided all discourse on the subject of his "new light' of which however, there was not the slightest glimmer previously. To cut short all reasoning or rebuke, he read out to me the song which he had composed, and which was to be sung at his baptism, "Sunk in superstition, &c." Some body, Dr. Corbyne I believe, stepped into the loom at this moment--a signal that I should retire, lest I should be tampering with his new faith. So I left him, much to my grief and despair. After his baptism, I met him at Archdeacon Dealtry's or at Chaplain Vaughan's house, adjoining the old Mission Church. In what a change I found him! All the welcomings and caressés which greet a neophyte on his advent were now over. He was penned secure in the fold, and was left at sea to find out his way into the world. Like a waif he did not know where to put in his
- I think it is meet to mention here that, in the course of conversation with Modhu, I gathered that in embracing Christianity he felt somewhat sanguine as to receiving certain facilities for attaining the object which he had nearest to his heart-a voyage to England, and what confirmed me in my belief was that, during the whole course of our friendship, though I
