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679  India:  MEEK  (R.)  MEMORIALS  OF  ENSIGN 
CHEEK,      6th     Native     Bengal 
murder-1  "«  atAllahkbad,' 

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THE  LIBRARY 

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THE  UNIVERSITY 
OF  CALIFORNIA 

LOS  ANGELES 


THE    MARTYR   OF    ALLAHABAD. 


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THE  MAETYR  OF  ALLAHABAD. 


MEMORIALS 


OF 


ENSIGN   ARTHUR  MARCUS   HILL    CHEEK, 


MURDERED  BY  THE  SEPOYS  AT  ALLAHABAD. 


BY 

THE  REV.  ROBERT  JHEEK,  M.A., 

KECTOB  OP  BUTTON  BONNINGTON,  NOTTS; 

AUTHOR  OF  "  THE  MUTUAL  RECOGNITION  OP  OLOEIFIED  SAINTS,' 

"HEAVENLY  THINGS,"  ETC.,  ETC. 


trti  €f)ousan&. 


LONDON  : 

JAMES  NISBET  AND  CO.,  21,  BERNERS-STREET. 
1857. 


MACINTOSH,   PRINTER, 
GREAT   NEW-STREET,  LONDON. 


D3  ' 


C4IMM7 

THE    RIGHT    HONOURABLE 

THE  LORD  ARTHUR  MARCUS  CECIL  HILL,  K.T.S., 


HIS    GODSON,   ARTHUR   MARCUS   HILL   CHEEK, 

(WITH  HIS  LORDSHIP'S  PERMISSION,) 

ARE  RESPECTFULLY  DEDICATED 

BY 

THE  AUTHOR. 


WELLINGTON  PARK, 

DURDHAM  DOWN,  BRISTOL, 

Octobers,  1857. 


CONTENTS. 


CHAPTER  I. 

Page 

EARLY  DAYS  —  DEPASTURE  FOR  INDIA  —  JOINS  THE 
REGIMENT  AT  ALLAHABAD   .....   1 


CHAPTER  II. 
THE  MUTINY  AT  ALLAHABAD  ......    12 

CHAPTER  III. 

MARCUS  CHEEK'S  ESCAPE,  SUFFERINGS,  NOBLE  CONFES- 
SION, AND  DEATH     .......    22 

CHAPTER  IV. 

LETTERS  OF  SYMPATHY  AND  CONDOLENCE     .       .       .41 

CHAPTER  V. 
CONCLUDING  REMARKS    ,  ,    67 


THE  YOUNG  MARTYR  OF  ALLAHABAD. 


CHAPTER  I. 

EARLY  DAYS.— DEPARTURE   FOR  INDIA.— JOINS 
THE  REGIMENT,  ETC. 

THE  year  1857  will  be  long  remembered  as  a  time 
of  sore  trouble,  and  of  deep  and  wide-spread  afflic- 
tion, from  the  fearful  outbreaks  of  mutiny  and  violence 
in  India.  The  progress  of  these  mutinies  among  the 
native  soldiery  has  from  the  beginning  been  marked  by 
fearful  massacres  and  atrocities,  unparalleled  in  the 
history  of  ancient  or  modern  times.  The  accounts  ot 
the  massacres  of  British  officers,  of  the  dishonour  and 
cruelty  inflicted  on  their  wives  and  children,  have  stirred 
up  a  deep  feeling  of  sympathy  and  of  just  indignation 
throughout  the  nation.  Numerous  are  the  families 
who  mourn  the  loss  of  beloved  friends  and  relatives 
thus  cruelly  cut  off  by  the  treacherous  mutineers. 
How  many  once  happy  wives  have  been  made  widows, — 
children  made  orphans, — and  parents  bereaved  of 
beloved  children !  Yet,  amidst  these  appalling,  heart- 

B 


X  THE    YOUNG   MARTYR   OF   ALLAHABAD. 

rending  calamities,  there  have  been  exhibited  many 
shining  examples  of  British  heroism,  of  devotion,  and 
piety,  the  remembrance  of  which  deserves  to  be  re- 
corded for  the  encouragement  and  instruction  of  sur- 
vivors and  posterity. 

The  design  of  the  following  narrative  is  to  supply 
some  particulars  of  the  short  life,  sufferings,  and  noble 
and  Christian  death  of  Arthur  Marcus  Hill  Cheek,  a 
young  ensign  of  the  6th  Bengal  Infantry,  who,  under 
the  age  of  seventeen  years,  when  enduring  cruel  suffer- 
ings from  Mohammedans,  exhibited  that  Christian 
fidelity  and  heroism  which  justly  entitle  him  to  the 
glorious  distinction  of  the  young  Christian  martyr  of 
Allahabad.  The  first  notice  of  this  noble  boy  appeared 
in  the  ' '  Times  "  newspaper,  in  an  extract  from  a  letter 
of  a  British  officer  in  India : — 

"When  the  wretched  6th  Regiment  mutinied  at 
Allahabad,  and  murdered  their  officers,  an  ensign  only 
sixteen  years  of  age,  who  was  left  for  dead  among  the 
rest,  escaped  in  the  darkness  to  a  neighbouring  ravine. 
Here  he  found  a  stream,  the  waters  of  which  sustained 
his  life  for  four  days  and  nights.  Although  desperately 
wounded,  he  contrived  to  raise  himself  into  a  tree  during 
the  night  for  protection  from  wild  beasts.  Poor  boy  ! 
he  had  a  high  commission  to  fulfil,  before  death  released 
him  from  his  sufferings.  On  the  fifth  day  he  was  dis- 
covered, and  dragged  by  the  brutal  sepoys  before  one  of 
their  leaders,  to  have  the  little  life  left  in  him  extin- 
guished. There  he  found  another  prisoner,  a  Christian 
catechist,  formerly  a  Mohammedan,  whom  the  Sepoys 


EARLY   DAYS.  3 

were  endeavouring  to  torment  and  terrify  into  a  recan- 
tation. The  firmness  of  the  native  was  giving  way,  as 
he  knelt  amidst  his  persecutors,  with  no  human  sym- 
pathy to  support  him.  The  boy  officer,  after  anxiously 
watching  him  for  a  short  time,  cried  out,  '  Oh,  my 
friend,  come  what  may,  do  not  deny  the  Lord  Jesus 
Christ ! '  Just  at  this  moment,  the  alarm  of  a  sudden 
attack  by  the  gallant  Colonel  Neile,  with  his  Madras 
Fusiliers,  caused  the  flight  of  the  murderous  fanatics. 
The  catechises  life  was  saved.  He  turned  to  bless  the 
boy  whose  faith  had  strengthened  his  faltering  spirit, 
but  the  young  martyr  had  passed  beyond  all  reach  of 
human  cruelty — he  had  entered  into  his  rest ! " 

Thousands  in  whose  hearts  this  touching,  though, 
in  some  respects,  imperfect  story,  has  awakened 
admiration,  and  gratitude  to  God  who  strengthened  the 
faith  of  this  gallant  youth  boldly,  in  the  hour  of  suffering 
and  death,  to  confess  and  glorify  Christ,  will  be  inter- 
ested to  receive  further  particulars  respecting  him.  An 
opportunity  the  writer  has  lately  had  of  converse  with 
the  bereaved  parents,  and  the  sight  of  letters  received  by 
them  from  India,  and  other  quarters,  will  enable  him  to 
supply  many  additional  and  interesting  details. 

Arthur  Marcus  Hill  Cheek,  the  second  son  of  Oswald 
Cheek,  Esq., the  highly-respected  town  clerk  of  Evesham, 
was  bom  at  Evesham,  July  31,  1840.  He  was  the  god- 
son of  the  Right  Hon.  Lord  Arthur  Marcus  Cecil  Hill, 
formerly  M.P.  for  Evesham,  who  attended  as  sponsor  at 
his  baptism,  and  after  whom  he  bore  the  name  of 
Arthur  Marcus  Hill.  His  great-grandfather  was  Nicholas 
B  2 


4  EARLY   DAYS. 

Mosley  Cheek,  formerly  Rector  of  Rollestone,  Stafford- 
shire, and  afterwards  founder  and  first  minister  of  St.  Ste- 
phen's Church,  Salford,  Manchester,  and  nephew  to  the 
late  Sir  John  Parker  Mosley,  Bart.,  of  Rollestone.  His 
grandfather  is  John  Mosley  Gilbert  Cheek,  in  his  85th 
year,  formerly  an  eminent  solicitor  at  Evesham,  but 
who  for  many  years  has  retired  from  the  profession. 
Our  young  Christian  hero,  Marcus,  for  so  he  was 
generally  called,  was  one  of  a  large  family,  nine  of 
whom,  with  the  afflicted  parents,  live  to  mourn  his 
early  death.  There  is  but  little  to  record  of  his  early 
days.  His  parents  speak  of  him  as  an  affectionate  and 
dutiful  son,  as  remarkably  steady  and  correct  in  conduct, 
having  and  manifesting  at  all  times  a  conscientious 
regard  to  truth ;  as  most  attentive  to  his  religious 
duties,  fond  of  attending  the  services  of  the  Church, 
and  serious  in  his  attention  when  in  the  house  of  God, 
and  careful  to  keep  the  Sabbath-day  holy.  He  first 
went  to  a  school,  as  a  child,  near  Birmingham,  kept  by 
a  lady;  then  removed  to  the  Proprietary  School  at 
Edgbaston,  near  Birmingham;  thence  he  went  to  the 
Grammar  School  at  Cheltenham,  under  the  care  of  Dr. 
Humphries,  who  speaks  of  him  as  a  youth  of  great 
promise.  Here  he  received  several  valuable  prizes  for 
good  conduct  and  improvement  in  his  studies.  He 
afterwards  studied  and  resided  at  Brussels  for  one  year 
tinder  the  care  of  the  Rev.  C.  Jenkins,  a  British  Chap- 
lain in  that  city.  The  mother  of  this  gentleman,  in  a 
letter  of  condolence  addressed  to  the  parents,  thus  tes- 
tifies of  Marcus,  while  under  their  care : — 


EARLY   DAYS.  5 

"  It  was  with  overwhelming  sorrow  I  read  his  name 
in  the  'Times'  yesterday.  I  cannot  resist  expressing 
to  you  the  sincere  sympathy  I  feel  for  that  heavy  loss 
his  family  have  sustained  by  the  death  of  so  promising 
a  youth.  Of  his  good  qualities  I  could  give  many 
proofs,  but  I  will  not  harrow  up  your  feelings,  already 
too  sorely  tried,  and  only  add,  that  poor  Marcus  was  a 
favourite  with  us  all,  and  deeply  his  early  death  is 
lamented  by  my  son,  myself,  and  his  late  school- 
fellows." 

The  following  extract  of  a  letter  to  his  father,  from 
Brussels,  is  interesting.  In  the  haste  of  leaving  home 
Marcus  had  neglected  to  pay  a  small  boyish  debt  he 
had  contracted.  His  fond  father,  anxious  to  impress 
on  the  minds  of  his  children  a  scrupulous  regard  to 
honesty  and  the  avoidance  of  thoughtless  expenditure, 
had  kindly  remonstrated  with  him.  This  will  explain 
the  allusion  in  the  following  extract : — 

"  MY  DEAR  FATHER, — I  am  extremely  sorry  to  hear 
that  Mamma  is  unwell,  but  I  hope  her  visit  to  Brether- 
ton  will  do  her  good.  As  yet,  my  dear  father,  I  have 
never  owed  more  than  two  or  three  shillings,  which  I 
forgot  to  pay  Mr.  H.,  for  fishing  tackle,  before  I  left, 
and  which  I  had  intended  to  pay,  but  quite  forgot :  and 
the  other  day,  having  no  money  to  pay  for  some 
letters,  one  of  the  boys  kindly  lent  me  some  until  I  had 
some  chance  of  paying  him.  Thus  you  have  the  extent 
of  my  debts.  I  can  assure  you  that  I  have  felt  very 
uncomfortable  since  I  posted  the  letter,  thinking  that  I 


6  EARLY   DAYS. 

owed  a  few  francs.  I  think  I  can  safely  promise  never 
to  get  into  debt,  and,  at  least,  this  I  can  safely  say, 
that  I  detest  debt  as  much  as  you  possibly  can.  I 
think  it  is  the  root  of  immense  evil,  and  all  manner  of 
temptation ;  and  regarding  it  in  this  light  I  will  shun 
it  through  life  as  my  worst  enemy.  God  only  knows 
how  I  can  resist  the  temptation  of  various  vices  when  I 
am  left  to  act  for  myself, — but  it  shall  be  my  earnest 
prayer  to  be  delivered  from  them." 

The  principles  and  feelings  avowed  in  this  letter  of  a 
boy  of  sixteen  are  too  important  to  our  young  readers 
to  be  overlooked.  It  should  ever  be  borne  in  mind 
that  honesty  is  an  essential  branch  of  the  religion  of 
Christ,  which  requires  us  to  "  live  righteously  and  godly 
in  the  presqnt  world."  How  many  young  men  would 
have  been  spared  difficulties  which  crippled  their  exer- 
tions in  after-life,  had  they  commenced  their  career 
with  the  same  honest  principles  which  are  expressed  by 
the  youthful  writer  of  this  letter.  It  is  a  lamentable 
fact  that  many  young  people  seem  to  have  no  idea  of 
the  sin  and  disgrace  of  contracting  debt  by  thoughtless 
expenditure.  This  habit  is  especially  to  be  avoided  in 
boyhood  as  the  forerunner  of  many  evils.  The  resolute 
self-denial  of  our  young  hero  was  but  the  first  demon- 
stration of  that  firmness  of  character  and  conscientious- 
ness which  afterwards  enabled  him  to  resist  the  solicita- 
tions of  those  who  tempted  him  to  save  his  life  by 
renouncing  his  religion. 

The  fear  expressed  by  this  youth  as  to  his  endurance 
and  triumph  over  temptations  to  evil  is  also  worthy  of 


EARLY   DAYS. 


notice.  In  the  gay  capital  of  Brussels,  removed  from 
the  watchful  eye  of  parents,  he  felt  his  exposure  to 
danger  on  this  score.  It  was  indicative  of  true  religious 
principles  germinating  in  his  mind  that  he  felt  this,  and 
was  distrustful  of  himself.  Such  feelings  are  among 
the  best  pledges  of  safety,  as  they  will  lead  the  young 
Christian  to  shun  the  scenes  and  occasions  of  tempta- 
tions ;  to  watch  against  the  danger,  and  to  pray 
earnestly  to  God  for  upholding  and  preserving  grace. 
It  is  to  the  want  of  such  holy  fear,  and  distrust  of 
themselves,  and  neglect  of  prayer,  that  many  young 
persons,  in  an  unsuspecting  hour,  fall  a  pray  to  temp- 
tations which  have  proved  to  them  the  commencement 
of  a  career  of  folly  and  misery.  The  religious  principles 
here  avoved  by  young  Marcus,  sown  in  the  youthful 
mind  and  nurtured  there,  are  the  elements  of  true 
greatness  of  character,  and  will  be  the  source  of  pure 
joys  in  after-life. 

Before  he  left  Brussels,  Marcus,  at  his  own  desire, 
was  confirmed,  and  the  first  Sunday  after  his  return  to 
England,  when  the  Sacrament  was  to  be  administered 
at  the  church  of  his  native  town,  he  expressed  his  desire 
and  intention  to  his  mother  to  partake  of  the  Holy 
Communion  with  her,  which  he  did  with  great  serious- 
ness and  devotion.  About  this  time,  on  an  occa- 
sion of  a  collection  being  made  in  the  church, 
his  aunt  supposing  that  he  had  but  little  money 
with  him,  offered  to  give  him  a  part  of  what 
she  intended  for  the  collection,  to  put  in  the  plate. 
His  reply  was,  "  Oh  no,  aunt,  you  know  that  would  not 


8  DEPARTURE    FOR   INDIA. 

be  my  gift,  but  yours.  I  intend  to  give  my  own,  and 
have  something  to  give."  Marcus  at  this  time  was 
fond  of  drawing,  and  several  of  his  sketches,  which  the 
writer  has  seen  in  his  little  room,  and  which  remain  as 
he  left  them,  evince  considerable  talent  in  this  way ; 
one  or  two  show  considerable  wit  and  humour.  He  was 
remarkably  tall;  at  the  age  of  fifteen,  his  stature  was 
within  an  inch  of  six  feet.  Discovering  a  decided  pre- 
dilection for  the  military  profession,  his  father,  through 
the  kind  interest  of  Lord  Marcus  Hill,  who  was 
attached  to  him  as  his  godson,  obtained  an  appointment 
for  him,  through  the  Right  Hon.  Robert  Vernon  Smith, 
President  of  the  Board  of  Control,  who  gave  him  a 
"  direct "  appointment  to  India.  Though  such  an  ap- 
pointment rendered  his  going  through  the  usual  course 
of  studies  for  two  years  at  Addiscombe  unnecessary,  he 
had  to  pass  an  examination  there,  which  he  did  with  credit 
to  himself  and  satisfaction  to  those  who  examined  him. 
The  time  was  now  come  for  Marcus  to  quit  the  scenes 
of  his  early  youth,  and  to  leave  those  beloved  friends 
and  that  home  which  he  was  not  again  to  revisit.  He 
was  cheerful  in  spirit,  buoyant  in  hope  of  future  scenes 
and  days,  though  at  times  a  little  depressed,  as  the  time 
drew  nigh  of  separation  from  those  he  loved.  His 
father  accompanied  him  to  Southampton,  where  he 
embarked  for  India  on  the  20th  of  March,  1857, 
reaching  Calcutta  by  the  overland  route  on  the  28th  of 
April,  and  received  his  appointment  of  ensign  of  the 
6th  Regiment  of  Bengal  Infantry,  stationed  at  Alla- 
habad. He  was  allowed  three  weeks  to  visit  his  uncle 


JOINS    THE    REGIMENT,    ETC.  9 

and  family  resident  in  India  before  he  joined  his  regi- 
ment. The  short  letters  from  himself,  and  others  from 
his  relatives,  show  that  these  hasty  visits  were  to  them 
all  a  source  of  great  pleasure  and  satisfaction.  Alas, 
these  were  the  only,  the  last  visits  our  young  ensign 
was  permitted  to  make  to  his  Indian  relatives  !  Little 
did  they  imagine  they  should  see  his  face  no  more. 
Such  was  the  will  of  God,  and  they  bow,  though  with 
sorrowing  hearts  and  sweet  reminiscences  of  the  de- 
parted youth,  to  Him,  who  "doeth  all  things  well." 
Young  Marcus  reached  Allahabad  on  the  19th  of  May, 
1857,  and  joined  his  regiment.  The  brief  communica- 
tions received  by  his  friends  in  England  speak  -of  his 
being  pleased  with  Allahabad  as  a  fine  city,  and  of  the 
satisfaction  he  realized  in  his  new  position,  and  the 
novel  circumstances  in  which  he  found  himself.  It  is 
much  to  be  regretted  that  a  diary,  which  he  promised  to 
keep  and  send  monthly  to  his  mother,  has  not  been 
found,  as  it  would  have  conveyed  interesting  information 
concerning  him ;  this  diary,  his  sword,  the  Bible  given 
to  him  by  his  aged  grandfather  before  he  quitted  Eng- 
land, and  other  valuables,  are  supposed  to  have  been 
irrecoverably  lost. 

This  brief  notice  of  the  early  days  of  Marcus  Cheek, 
— though  presenting  nothing  remarkable  above  that  of 
many  young  people,  yet  viewed  in  connexion  with  his 
future  short  history,  furnishes  one  among  many  in- 
stances that  times  of  great  trouble  call  forth  from  their 
obscurity  persons  of  eminent  talent  and  faith  who 
would  have  remained  unknown  had  all  things  gone  on 


10  THE    YOUNG   MARTYR,   OF   ALLAHABAD. 

quietly  and  smoothly  as  usual ;  just  as  the  earthquake 
and  the  torrent,  rending  the  mountain  side,  reveal  to 
sight  the  rich  minerals  before  concealed.  Where  there 
is  nothing  more  than  what  is  commonly  expected  to 
take  place  in  the  ordinary  affairs  of  life,  the  man  of 
high  courage  has  no  opportunity  of  distinguishing  him- 
self from  his  timid  and  irresolute  companions.  He  may 
not  himself  even  be  aware  that  he  possesses  those 
higher  virtues  that  are  commonly  called  forth  by 
difficult  and  dangerous  circumstances.  The  latent 
virtue  existed  before  the  trial  came ;  it  would  be  too 
late  to  learn  how  to  do  the  duty  when  the  time  of  ac- 
tion arrived.  The  great  task  of  those  who  educate  the 
rising  generation  must  be  to  implant  those  high  princi- 
ples of  Christian  faith,  of  justice,  mercy,  and  truth, 
which  will  render  it  difficult,  if  not  impossible,  for  a 
man  to  do  an  act  of  criminality,  of  injustice  and 
cruelty,  or  to  violate  the  strictest  rules  of  honesty  and 
truth.  The  parent  and  guardian  must  strive,  in  de- 
pendance  on  Divine  guidance,  to  awaken  the  latent 
powers  of  mind,  and  to  kindle  high  and  holy  feelings ; 
but  there  is  no  teaching  more  powerful  than  example. 
The  anxious  parent,  therefore,  who  sends  forth  an  in- 
experienced and  darling  son  to  encounter  the  tempta- 
tions and  difficulties  of  the  world,  will  look  with  eager- 
ness for  some  shining  examples  of  virtue  among  the 
comrades  of  the  boy,  or  those  of  similar  age,  that  may 
hold  forth  to  him  a  pattern  by  which  to  form  his  own 
conduct.  Hence,  it  is  important  that  every  deed  of 
heroism,  every  shining  example  of  piety,  should  be 


THE    YOUNG   MARTYR   OP   ALLAHABAD.  11 

remembered,  that  those  who  hear  of  it  may  be  stimu- 
lated and  encouraged  to  do  likewise.  Surrounded  as 
the  inexperienced  youth  is  with  the  many  bad  examples 
whose  influence  is  to  draw  to  evil,  it  is  refreshing  to  find 
some  who,  though  young,  have  been  strong  in  faith, 
and  have  held  fast  their  Christian  hope  in  the  darkest 
hour  of  temptation  and  peril.  It  is,  therefore,  a  sacred 
duty  to  preserve  the  records  of  the  faithful  who  have 
stood  out  bravely  to  confess  Christ  before  men.  In 
thus  gathering  up  the  few  precious  memorials  of 
Marcus  Cheek,  as  we  proceed,  we  hope  to  hold  up  a 
shining  example  of  Christian  fidelity,  to  stimulate  other 
young  persons  to  cultivate  by  prayer  and  diligence 
those  Christian  graces  which  can  arm  the  unprotected 
sufferer  with  the  same  courage  to  bear  affliction,  even 
captivity  and  torture,  without  giving  up  their  trust  in 
the  power  and  love  of  their  Saviour. 


12  THE    MUTINY   AT   ALLAHABAD. 


CHAPTER  II. 

THE  MUTINY  AT  ALLAHABAD. 

THE  fearful  storm,  of  the  near  approach  of  which 
there  were  unmistakeable  signs, — was  now  about 
to  burst  over  Allahabad,  its  100,000  inhabitants, 
and  its  devoted  garrison.  What  had  occurred  at 
Meerut,  Neemuch,  Benares,  and  other  places, — 
the  fearful  massacre  of  British  officers  and  Euro- 
peans,— the  flight  of  the  mutineers  to  Delhi,  and  its 
possession  by  them,  with  all  its  mighty  stores  of 
military  materials,  could  not  fail  to  excite  alarm  at 
Allahabad.  It  was  manifest  to  all  that  the  mutiny  was 
not,  as  at  first  supposed,  of  a  partial  or  local  character, 
but  the  result  of  a  deep-laid,  well-ordered,  and  widely- 
spread  conspiracy  for  the  overthrow  of  British  dominion 
• — for  the  expulsion  of  Christians  and  Christianity  from 
India.  A  time  was  fixed  for  striking  the  final  blow, 
and  for  a  general  rising  and  massacre  of  the  Europeans. 
The  somewhat  premature  outbreak  at  Meerut  antici- 
pated this — led  to  the  discovery  of  the  fearful  plot,  and 
thus  providentially  put  the  Europeans  on  their  guard. 
In  Allahabad,  with  about  100,000  inhabitants,  with  a 
large  Sepoy  force,  and  with  comparatively  small 


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European  forces,  in  the  event  of  an  outbreak,  the  worst 
of  consequences  were  apprehended.  The  Rev.  Mr.  Hay, 
an  American  missionary,  stationed  there  and  in  the  city 
at  the  time,  states : — "  There  had  been  several  panics  in 
the  city  for  some  time  before  the  revolt  broke  out  there, 
and  three  weeks  before  there  was  any  fighting  the  city 
was  patrolled,  and  European  women  and  children  were 
ordered  into  the  Fort.  At  times  the  alarm  died  away, 
and  the  women  would  come  out  of  the  Fort.  The 
expectation  was  that  the  city  would  be  attacked  by 
mutineers  from  Benares.  At  length  a  chief  raised  the 
standard  of  insurrection.  No  European  knew  who  he 
was ;  some  said  he  was  a  Moulvie — that  is,  a  Moham- 
medan religious  teacher,  something  like  the  padre  of  the 
Portuguese ;  others,  that  he  was  a  native  officer ;  others, 
that  he  was  a  weaver  by  trade.  He,  however,  repre- 
sented himself  as  a  Viceroy  of  the  King  of  Delhi.  He 
commanded  about  4,000  of  the  mutineers.  Mr.  Hay 
speaks  in  the  highest  terms  of  Major  Brasier  and 
Colonel  Neile.  He  (Brazier)  commanded  the  Sikhs  at 
Allahabad,  and  exercised  great  influence  over  them.  It 
was  to  him  that  the  Europeans  were  indebted  for  pre- 
venting the  rebels  from  taking  the  fort.  Had  they 
done  so,  scarcely  anything  could  have  driven  them  out 
of  it,  for  it  is  constructed  on  a  European  model. 
Nothing  could  induce  the  rebel  Sepoys  who  besieged  it 
to  come  near,  so  much  did  they  dread  its  guns.  On 
the  13th  June,  Colonel  Neile  cannonaded  Darghung,  a 
suburb  of  Allahabad.  Brasier  behaved  there  with  dis- 
tinguished gallantry.  The  chief  of  the  mutineers  was 


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taken  prisoner.  He  was  a  young  man  magnificently 
dressed,  and  was  said  to  be  a  nephew  of  the  Moulvie 
who  headed  the  mutiny  inside  the  walls.  Major  Brasier, 
surrounded  by  a  few  Sikh  soldiers,  ordered  the  chief  to 
be  brought  before  him  to  be  interrogated.  After  being 
questioned,  he  was  ordered  to  be  taken  to  a  place  of 
confinement.  His  arms  were  loosely  fastened  behind 
him.  Before  he  left  the  presence  of  the  Major,  he  by 
a  great  effort  caught  at  a  sword  that  was  within  his 
reach,  and  made  a  cut  at  one  of  the  Sikhs.  Brasier 
and  all  the  Sikhs  fell  upon  him,  and  the  foi'mer  wrested 
the  sword  from  the  prisoner's  hand ;  but  the  enraged 
Sikhs,  while  the  chief  was  prostrate,  placed  their  heels 
on  his  head  and  literally  crashed  out  his  brains,  and 
the  body  was  thrown  outside  the  gates  there. " 

Within  the  city  all  was  intense  anxiety  and  alarm. 
The  6th  Native  Regiment  of  Bengal  Infantry,  of  which 
Marcus  Cheek  was  an  ensign,  was  for  a  time  considered 
to  be  faithful  and  to  be  relied  on.  They  had,  with 
great  apparent  sincerity,  professed  their  loyalty,  and 
great  attachment  to  their  officers,  and  had  prayed  to  be 
led  to  Delhi,  to  rescue  that  city  from  the  rebels;  and 
had  received  with  hearty  cheers  the  thanks  of  the 
Governor-General  for  their  loyalty.  But  in  the  hour 
of  need  the  6th  Regiment  proved  treacherous  and  broke 
out  into  open  mutiny,  arid  massacred  their  officers,  to 
whom  they  had  professed  submission  and  attachment ! 
The  sad  story  of  all  this  is  best  told  in  the  extracts  from 
letters  of  several  of  the  survivors. 


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FROM  A  CIVIL  SERVANT. 

"Allahabad,  June  28. 

"  I  told  you  in  my  last  letter  that  we  were  apprehen- 
sive of  an  outbreak  on  the  part  of  the  city  people,  and 
that  I  had  taken  up  a  position  at  the  gaol,  ready  to 
make  a  stand — that  the  officers  of  the  6th  Native 
Infantry  had  all  confidence  in  their  men,  though  we 
had  not,  for  now  no  one  can  trust  those  wretched 
natives.  Well,  matters  went  on  quietly  enough  till 
Friday  the  5th,  when  news  of  the  disturbance  at 
Benares  came  up,  with  a  report  that  a  number  of  the 
insurgents  were  on  their  way  to  attack  this  station. 
On  the  same  day  an  order  came  from  the  Brigadier  at 
Cawnpore  to  '  man  the  Fort  with  every  available 
European,  and  make  a  good  stand/  We  non-military 
men  were  instantly  ordered  into  the  Fort,  being  formed 
into  a  militia  under  the  orders  of  the  officer  command- 
ing the  garrison.  We  slept  in  the  Fort  on  that  Friday, 
the  5th,  doing  duty  upon  the  ramparts,  and  returned 
to  the  station  the  following  morning,  but  only  for  the 
morning,  going  into  the  Fort  again  in  the  afternoon. 
About  this  time  we  had  in  the  Fort  about  fifty  invalid 
artillery  soldiers,  some  few  commissariat  and  magazine 
sergeants,  and  we  volunteers,  mustering  above  100 
men.  There  were  also  400  Sikhs,  and  80  of  the 
wretched  6th  guarding  the  main  gate.  A  great 
number  of  the  European  merchants  and  half-castes 
remained  outside,  believing  the  report  to  be  only  a  cry 
of  '  Wolf'  and  supposing  it  to  be  a  false  alarm.  The 


16  THE    MUTINY   AT   ALLAHABAD. 

report  of  the  approach  of  the  insurgents  was  false ;  but, 
alas !  would  that  the  poor  creatures  had  taken  advice, 
and  joined  us  in  the  Fort !  Among  those  outside  were 
poor  Captain  Birch,  the  Fort-Adjutant,  a  married  man, 
poor  fellow !  with  a  family ;  Innes,  the  Executive 
Engineer,  who  had  the  previous  day  resigned  his 
appointment  in  the  Fort  from  ill-health,  and  had  gone 
up  to  his  bungalow.  My  poor  dear  friend,  Alexander, 
of  the  Irregulars,  was  in  a  garden  near  the  Fort  with 
150  of  his  troopers.  Two  guns,  under  Harward,  of  the 
Artillery,  had  been  sent  down  to  the  river  to  guard  the 
bridge  of  boats  over  the  Ganges  towards  Benares. 
Hinks,  of  the  6th  Native  Infantry,  and  two  little  griffs 
(young  men  not  long  in  India),  were  also  stationed 
there,  in  charge  of  two  companies  of  that  regiment. 
Well,  all  these  poor  fellows  were  out,  and  we  were 
inside  the  Fort,  through  the  mercy  of  the  Almighty. 
We  were  told  off  on  our  guard,  and  had  laid  ourselves 
down  on  our  beds  (those  who  were  not  on  watch),  when 
about  half-past  nine  we  heard  firing  in  the  station,  and 
on  the  alarm-bugle  being  sounded  we  ran  up  to  the 
ramparts  in  breathless  silence.  The  firing  grew  heavier, 
and  we  all  thought  that  the  insurgents  had  entered  the 
station,  and  were  being  beaten  off  by  the  regiment.  So 
steady  was  the  musketry,  regular  the  firing ;  on,  on  it 
continued,  volley  after  volley.  '  Oh ! '  we  all  said, 
'  those  gallant  Sepoys  are  beating  off  the  rebels/ — for 
the  firing  grew  fainter  in  the  distance,  as  if  they  were 
driving  a  force  out  of  the  station.  But  before  long  the 
sad  truth  was  known.  Harward  rode  in,  bringing  the 


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tidings  that  the  wretched  Sepoys  had  risen,  had  seized 
his  guns,  and  had  marched  them  up  to  the  station.  He 
had  escaped,  and  had  run  up  to  poor  Alexander's  camp, 
who  jumped  on  his  horse  and  rode  up  towards  the 
lines,  with  as  many  of  his  men  as  could  be  got  ready; 
he  had  been  caught  in  an  ambush  by  a  body  of  Sepoys 
lying  in  wait  in  an  empty  tank,  and  had  been  killed  by 
a  musket  being  placed  to  his  side,  blowing  out  his  heart. 
His  poor  body  was  brought  in  later  in  the  night,  and  I 
gave  his  hand  a  last  shake  and  shed  tears  over  his  last 
bed. 

"  The  officers  were  at  mess  when  the  wretches  sounded 
the  alarm-bugle  to  bring  them  to  the  parade,  and  shot 
them  down  right  and  left.  Wretched  murderers,  may 
they  receive  their  reward !  Nine  poor  little  ensigns 
doing  duty  with  the  regiment  were  bayoneted  to  death 
in  the  mess-room,  and  three  of  the  officers  who  escaped 
heard  their  cries  as  they  passed  !  Poor  boys  !  who  had 
never  given  offence  to  any  native,  nor  caused  dissatis- 
faction to  the  Sepoys.  Five  officers  were  shot  belong- 
ing to  the  regiment,  besides  the  nine  poor  boys.  Birch 
and  Innes,  with  the  Sergeant- Major — in  all,  seventeen 
military  men, — many  merchants  and  others,  were  most 
cruelly  murdered.  In  all,  fifty  Europeans  fell  that 
night  by  the  hands  of  the  murderous  Sepoys.  The 
treasury  was  plundered,  the  prisoners  escaped  from 
gaol,  and  the  work  of  destruction  commenced.  The 
whole  station  was  destroyed — house  after  house  plun- 
dered and  destroyed !  Each  moment  we  expected  the 
Sikhs  would  turn  on  us,  and  then  !  .  .  .  But  the 

c 


18  THE    MUTINY   AT   ALLAHABAD. 

Almighty  mercifully  decreed  otherwise.  We  disarmed 
the  6th  guard  at  the  main  gate,  and  found  the  villains 
with  loaded  and  capped  muskets  ready  to  turn  out ! 

"  What  an  escape  we  had !  Five  officers  came  in, 
all  having  escaped  in  a  wonderful  manner — three  naked, 
having  had  to  swim  the  Ganges.  "VYe  were  all  night 
under  arms,  and  in  the  morning  lay  down  in  our  cots 
sad  and  weary,  each  moment  expecting  to  be  called  up. 
The  streets  of  the  city  are  about  half  a  mile  from  the 
fort,  and  during  the  four  or  five  following  days  troops 
of  the  rioters  were  to  be  seen,  rushing  from  place  to 
place  plundering  and  burning.  Day  and  night  we 
manned  the  ramparts  in  the  hot  blasting  sun,  and  day 
and  night  the  guns  and  mortars  belched  forth,  throwing 
shell  and  grapeshot,  burning  down  houses,  and  scatter- 
ing the  demons  wherever  they  were  seen. 

"  We  dared  not  leave  the  Fort,  for  who  knows  what 
the  Sikhs  would  have  done  if  it  had  been  left  empty  ? 
However,  let  us  not  breathe  one  word  of  suspicion 
against  them,  for  they  behaved  splendidly,  &c. 

"The  wicked  6th  had  marched  out  on  the  7th, 
leaving  two  guns,  and  a  Mussulman  had  set  himself  up 
in  this  city  calling  himself  the  agent  of  the  King  of 
Delhi,  and  calling  on  all  natives,  Hindoos,  and  true 
believers,  to  massacre  all  Europeans ;  and  many  poor 
fellows  who  had  been  in  hiding  fell  into  his  hands  and 
were  murdered." 

However  painful  it  is  to  pursue  this  view  of  the 
horrors  and  atrocities  of  this  mutiny  at  Allahabad,  we 


THE    MUTINY  AT   ALLAHABAD.  19 

must  add  to  the  above  painful  narrative  an  extract  from 
the  letter  of  the  son  of  a  clergyman  to  his  father,  dated 
"Chunar,  June  6:"— 

"  And  now  I  have  a  tale  of  fearful  horrors  to  tell  you 
of  what  happened  at  Allahabad.  God  grant  it  may  be 
exaggerated ;  I  fear  it  is  too  true.  Let  it  stir  up  our 
English  friends  to  send  us  with  the  utmost  expedition 
the  troops  we  so  urgently  require.  On  Saturday  even- 
ing last,  the  3d  Oude  Cavalry  and  6th  Native  Infantry 
rose,  and  destroyed  the  bridge  of  boats,  and  murdered 
every  European  they  could  find.  Out  of  seventeen 
officers  at  mess  at  9.30,  fourteen  of  them  were  butch- 
ered by  9.40,  by  the  mutineers  and  mess-guard. 
And  this  is  a  regiment  that  volunteered  to  go  against 
the  Delhi  rebels  !  Many  of  the  poor  residents  had  left 
the  Fort,  on  account  of  the  intense  heat  and  the  apparent 
security  of  everything.  The  mob  and  cut-throats  rose 
with  the  soldiery.  They  burnt  one  whole  family,  from 
grandfather  to  grandchildren,  alive  !  Others  they  killed 
by  inches,  cutting  off  the  nose,  then  the  ears,  then 
fingers,  then  toes,  &c.  Children  they  killed,  little 
innocent  babes,  before  the  mother's  eyes,  and  then 
killed  her!" 

How  fearful  the  exhibition,  the  confirmation,  exhibited 
in  the  massacre  and  atrocities  at  Allahabad,  at  Cawnpore, 
and  other  places,  of  the  representations  of  Holy  Scrip- 
tures, that  the  heathen  are  "  without  natural  affection," 
and  the  "  dark  places  of  the  earth  are  filled  with  the 
habitations  of  cruelty."  Of  all  cruelty  to  which  man  is 
impelled,  none  is  greater  than  that  which  is  called  forth 
c  2 


20  THE    MUTINY   AT   ALLAHABAD. 

by  religious  bigotry ;  and  to  this  we  must  trace  what  is 
occurring  in  India.  The  various  reasons  assigned  for 
this  fearful  outbreak  are  for  the  most  part  mere  pretexts. 
British  dominion  in  India  has  proved  the  forerunner  of 
civilisation,  and  most  beneficent  to  the  many  millions 
thus  placed  under  British  sway.  It  is  the  success  and 
wide-spreading  influence  of  British  Christianity  shaking 
the  superstitions  of  Hindooism  and  Mohammedanism — 
the  diffusion  of  Christian  knowledge  by  our  schools  for 
the  instruction  of  the  natives — the  spread  of  railways, 
and  other  advances  in  civilisation, — these  have  excited 
in  the  minds  of  the  Brahmins  and  Mohammedans  the 
fear  of  the  approaching  downfall  of  their  old  super- 
stitions and  false  religions,  and  of  the  final  and  near 
ascendancy  of  Christianity.  Hence,  though  opposed 
to  each  other,  Hindoos  and  Mohammedans  combine 
together  with  maddened  bigotry  to  uproot,  to  destroy, 
and  to  banish  Christians  and  Christianity  from  India. 
A  prophecy,  long  current  among  them,  that  British 
dominion  in  India  was  only  to  last  for  a  hundred  years, 
which  period  is  now  rapidly  drawing  to  its  close,  may 
also  have  had  its  influence  in  hastening  the  calamities 
we  now  deplore.  But  however  these  events  may  for  a 
time  retard  the  progress  of  Christianity  in  our  Eastern 
Empire,  no  one  who  believes  the  Word  of  God  can 
doubt  the  ultimate  triumphs  of  Christianity,  and  final 
downfall  of  all  those  systems  of  idolatry  and  super- 
stition opposed  to  it.  The  present  fearful  events  which 
are  taking  place  in  India,  however  painful  and 
mysterious  to  us,  we  cannot  doubt  will  be  overruled 


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by  God  to  these  grand  ends.  The  ploughshare  of  war 
will  break  up  and  prepare  the  ground  for  the  reception 
of  the  Word  of  eternal  life,  and  thus  will  be  hastened 
onward  that  glorious  consummation  for  which  every 
sincere  Christian  devoutly  prays,  when  the  Saviour  of 
the  world  shall  "  receive  the  heathen  for  his  inheritance, 
and  the  uttermost  parts  of  the  earth  for  his  possession." 
How  appropriate  to  the  present  times,  and  how  consol- 
ing, is  the  prophetic  language  of  Holy  Scripture : — 

"  Why  do  the  heathen  rage,  and  the  people  imagine 
a  vain  thing  ?  The  kings  of  the  earth  set  themselves, 
and  the  rulers  take  counsel  together,  against  the  Lord, 
and  against  his  anointed,  saying,  Let  us  break  their 
bands  asunder,  and  cast  away  their  cords  from  us.  He 
that  sitteth  in  the  heavens  shall  laugh :  the  Lord  shall 
have  them  in  derision.  Then  shall  He  speak  unto 
them  in  his  wrath  :  and  vex  them  in  his  sore  dis- 
pleasure. Yet  have  I  set  my  king  upon  my  holy  hill 
of  Zion.  I  will  declare  the  decree  : — the  Lord  hath 
said  unto  me, — Thou  art  my  Son;  this  day  have  I 
begotten  thee.  Ask  of  me,  and  I  shall  give  thee  the 
heathen  for  thine  inheritance,  and  the  uttermost  parts 
of  the  earth  for  thy  possession.  Thou  shalt  break  them 
with  a  rod  of  iron ;  thou  shalt  dash  them  in  pieces  like 
a  potter's  vessel.  Be  wise  now  therefore,  0  ye  kings ; 
be  instructed)  ye  judges  of  the  earth"  (Psalm  ii.) 


22  THE    ESCAPE    OF    MARCUS    CHEEK 


CHAPTER  III. 

THE  ESCAPE  OF  MARCUS  CHEEK  FROM  THE  MAS- 
SACRE—HIS SUFFERINGS— HIS  HEROIC  FAITH— 
HIS  DEATH. 

IN  the  fearful  outbreak  and  massacre  of  British  officers 
and  Europeans  at  Allahabad,  what  became  of  Marcus 
Cheek,  our  young  Christian  hero  ?  Providentially  on 
that  night  of  horrors,  when  nine  young  ensigns  were 
murdered  by  the  treacherous  Sepoys,  whose  dying 
shrieks  were  heard  by  the  passers  by,  Marcus  had  left 
the  mess-room  at  an  early  hour  and  retired  to  his  own 
private  lodgings.  An  overruling  and  merciful  Provi- 
dence thus  rescued  him  from  instant  death,  and  pre- 
served his  life  a  few  days  longer,  to  fulfil  his  high 
commission  of  testifying  his  faith  in  his  Saviour,  and  to 
strengthen  others  boldly  to  confess  Christ  in  the  face  of 
cruel  suffering  and  death.  How  the  short  interval  was 
employed  is  known  only  to  that  God  who  seeth  in 
secret.  It  was  a  time  of  seriousness,  as  danger  was 
anticipated.  It  is  no  undue  stretch  of  imagination  to 
suppose  that  our  young  hero  opened  and  read  at  that 
solemn  evening  hour  that  precious  Bible  his  pious 
grandfather  had  given  him  before  he  quitted  his  Eng- 


FROM    THE    MASSACRE.  23 

lish  home,  and  that  he  prayed  to  the  God  of  his  fathers 
to  prepare  him  for  and  protect  him  in  anticipated  trials 
and  dangers.  Soon  the  sound  of  sudden  alarm,  the 
rushing  of  multitudes,  and  the  rattling  noise  of  firing, 
roused  him  from  reflection  and  rest.  It  is  supposed 
that  on  leaving  the  house  where  he  was,  he  was  cut 
down  by  a  Sepoy  and  left  for  dead.  We  must  here 
give  the  few  particulars  which  have  been  gathered  in 
the  words  of  his  uncle,  G.  N.  Cheek,  Esq.,  communi- 
cated in  a  letter  to  his  brother,  the  bereaved  father : — 

"  Bancoorah,  June  27,  1857. 

"My  DEAREST  OSWALD, — I  have  tried  all  in  my 
power  to  get  correct  accounts  regarding  the  death  of 
your  dear  Marcus,  and  what  I  have  obtained  I  have 
enclosed.  You  will  see  that  after  he  was  wounded  he 
was  left  for  days  in  the  hands  of  the  mutineers.  Some 
accounts  say  that  he  must  have  had  a  little  care  taken 
of  him,  or  he  would  not  have  lived  so  long ;  others  say, 
the  rascal  of  a  landholder  who  had  him  neglected  him, 
and  the  consequence  was,  when  he  was  rescued  and 
sent  into  the  fort  of  Allahabad,  he  sank  from  exhaus- 
tion. Poor  dear  lad,  he  has  been  called  early  indeed 
to  suffer.  But  it  is  a  consolation  to  me  (little  though 
it  may  be  to  some),  that  he  was  not  killed  on  the  spot : — 
likely  this  short  respite  was  given  him  to  be  more  pre- 
pared to  meet  his  God.  Another  comfort  is,  he  had 
Christian  burial :  the  others  who  were  massacred  were 
devoured  by  jackals  and  dogs;  so  in  all  your  severe 
affliction  your  dear  wife  and  self  will  have  some  little 


24  THE    ESCAPE    OF    MARCUS   CHEEK. 

consolation.  May  He  who  can  alone  pour  balm  into 
your  bleeding  hearts  abundantly  bless  and  support  you. 
The  letters  I  enclose  are  all  the  information  I  can 
obtain  to  this  date.  I  shall  persevere  and  see  if  I  can 
glean  anything  more,  if  so  you  shall  have  it. 

"We  have  not  come  to  a  turn  in  our  favour  yet. 
Delhi  is  not  taken.  At  Cawnpore  and  Lucknow  we 
have  great  difficulty  to  hold  our  own,  and  shall  not  hold 
out  long  unless  reinforcements  reach  these  places. 
The  deaths  in  Oude  are  fearful — not  known  yet  in  full. 
All  India  in  a  blaze  !  Prisoners  let  out  of  the  gaols, 
and  the  treasuries  robbed — more  than  a  million  and 
a-half  of  pounds  sterling — besides  stores  taken  by  the 
rebels.  We  are  in  a  fearful  state;  all  the  ladies  from 
this  have  been  sent  into  Calcutta — my  dear  wife  gone 
too.  Jane  is  coming  down  in  the  steamer  to  Calcutta. 
No  civil  station  is  safe.  Here,  at  present,  all  is 
quiet,  but  in  these  days  we  may  in  an  hour  be  attacked. 
I  sleep  with  two  revolvers  loaded  under  my  bed,  and 
my  gun  loaded  in  my  dressing-room.  I  hope  my  trust 
is  in  God,  not  in  man ;  it  is  my  duty  to  leave  no  stone 
unturned  for  defence,  but  results  must  be  left  to  Him, 
who,  though  his  providence  may  to  us  mortals  be  dark 
and  mysterious,  He  does  all  things  well :  blessed  be 
his  holy  name !  My  wife  has  suffered  dreadfully  on 
account  of  Marcus ;  she  loved  him  and  he  loved  her.  I 
send  a  letter  which  came  for  him — it  reached  me  after 
his  death.  I  suspect  it  is  from  his  dear  mother.  I 
have  written  to  inquire  about  all  the  things  Marcus 
had,  and  told  them  to  sell  nothing,  but  send  all  to  me. 


HIS    SUFFERINGS.  25 

If  I  get  anything  I  will  send  them  to  you,  but  I  fear 

everything  is  gone."  * 

Among  the  papers  sent  by  the  uncle  is  the  following 
extract  from  "  The  Englishman,"  of  Calcutta,  June  24, 
1857:— 

"  Cheek,  a  young  ensign,  who  had  been  wounded 
when  the  rest  of  the  officers  of  the  6th  Regiment  were 
shot  down  by  the  miscreants  of  that  corps,  came  in 
to-day  (to  the  Fort).  He  had  been  kept  by  a  zemindar 
(a  landholder),  a  known  scoundrel,  who  starved  him. 
Cheek  is  rapidly  sinking,  poor  fellow,  from  exhaustion." 

The  uncle  adds  to  this  brief  statement  in  his  letter 
to  the  father  : — 

"Your  noble  boy  was  not  only  a  soldier,  but  a 
Christian.  The  zemindar,  into  whose  hands  he  had 
fallen,  wanted  the  dear,  dear  departed  lad  to  become  a 
Mussulman,  giving  him  the  choice  of  doing  so,  or 
death !  The  noble  lad  replied,  '  Anything  but  resign 
my  faith  and  hope  in  my  Redeemer  ! '  So,  my  brother, 
the  noble  boy  died  a  martyr,  and  although  his  name 
may  not  be  mentioned  among  those  noted  as  martyrs, 
to  all  intents  he  was  a  blessed  one.  He,  glorious  boy, 
acknowledged  Christ  before  Christ's  enemies ;  and 
Marcus  will  be  acknowledged  by  his  Saviour  in  the 
realms  of  bliss ;  one,  who  though  young,  has  fought  the 
good  fight  and  not  denied  the  faith ;  to  such  a  crown  of 
glory  is  promised,  and  none  of  Christ's  promises  shall 
fail.  I  pray  God,  if  in  my  grey  hairs  I  am  called  on 
as  he  was,  the  Holy  Spirit  may  be  given  me  to  act  as 


26  HIS    SUFFERINGS. 

he,  dear  lad,  has  done.  I  ask  no  more ;  then  come  life 
or  death,  it  little  matters.  How  much  more  impressive 
is  the  conduct  of  dear  Marcus  than  ten  thousand 
sermons.  Let  us,  my  brother,  follow  his  example ;  let 
us  be  ready,  as  he  evidently  was,  and  then  we  shall 
meet  him  in  glory !  " 

So  far  as  can  be  gathered  from  the  various  accounts 
which  have  come  to  hand,  our  young  hero,  after  he  had 
been  dreadfully  wounded  by  a  sabre  cut  on  the  night  of 
the  outbreak  of  the  mutiny  and  massacre  of  the  officers, 
was  able  to  effect  his  escape  and  to  hide  himself,  as  the 
affecting  notice  of  him  in  the  "  Times  "  states,  in  a  ravine 
on  the  banks  of  the  Ganges.  "  Here,"  as  that  notice 
says,  "  he  found  a  stream,  the  waters  of  which  sustained 
his  life  for  four  days  and  nights.  Although  desper- 
ately wounded,  he  contrived  to  raise  himself  into  a  tree 
during  the  night  for  protection  from  wild  beasts.  Poor 
boy !  he  had  a  high  commission  to  fulfil,  before  death 
released  him  from  his  sufferings.  On  the  fifth  day  he 
was  discovered,  and  dragged  by  the  brutal  Sepoys  before 
one  of  their  leaders,  to  have  the  little  life  in  him  extin- 
guished." (The  leader  before  whom  he  was  dragged 
appears  to  have  been  the  Moulvie,  the  head  of  the 
insurgents.)  "  There,"  this  account  proceeds  to  state, 
"he  found  another  prisoner,  a  Christian  Catechist, 
whom  the  Sepoys  were  endeavouring  to  torment  and 
terrify  into  a  recantation.  The  firmness  of  the  native 
was  giving  way,  as  he  knelt  amidst  his  persecutors, 
with  no  human  sympathy  to  support  him.  The  boy 


HIS    HEROIC    FAITH.  27 

officer,  after  anxiously  watching  him  for  a  short  time, 
cried  out,  '  Oh,  my  friend,  come  what  may,  do  not  deny 
the  Lord  Jesus  Christ ! }  " 

It  was  just  at  that  critical  moment  the  gallant 
Colonel  Neile,  with  his  heroic  Madras  Fusiliers,  came 
to  the  deliverance  of  Allahabad  and  the  beleaguered 
fort.  The  insurgents,  with  their  leader,  were  put  to 
flight,  and  the  noble  confessors  at  the  Moulvie's  head- 
quarters were  mercifully  delivered. 

The  following  interesting  letter  communicated  by  the 
uncle  will  throw  light  on  this  statement  and  supply 
some  very  important,  interesting  particulars  as  to  the 
sufferings,  faith,  and  death  of  our  young  Christian 
martyr : — 

"  Fort  Allahabad,  June  19,  1857. 
"My  DEAR  MR.  CHEEK, — I  received  this  morning 
your  letter  of  the  12th  inst.,  and  proceed  to  answer  it 
as  well  as  I  can,  and  give  you  what  particulars  I  have 
been  able  to  obtain  regarding  poor  Marcus  Cheek's 
death.  On  the  night  of  the  6th  inst.  he  had  left  the 
mess-room  before  nine  p.m.  and  gone  to  his  own  house, 
which  was  not  far  distant,  and  retired  to  rest.  From 
that  period  till  for  four  or  six  days  afterwards  nothing 
was  heard  regarding  him,  and  it  was  supposed  he  had 
been  killed  amongst  the  many  who  fell  victims  to  the 
treachery  of  the  6th  Regiment.  About  the  12th  we 
heard  he  was  lying,  badly  wounded,  at  the  Khowhs  or 
Gardens,  where  the  Moulvie,  the  head  of  the  insurgents 
at  Allahabad,  had  established  himself.  Holding  the 


28  HIS    HEROIC    FAITH. 

Fort  with  so  few  men  we  could  make  no  offensive  move- 
ments, and  could  only  hope  that  the  poor  survivors  might 
yet  remain  alive  when  means  were  at  our  disposal  to 
punish.  On  the  17th  inst.  the  Moulvie  fled  in  conse- 
quence of  our  small  force  moving  out,  and  burning 
Durghabad  and  chasing  the  insurgents  from  Kydgunge, 
a  portion  of  the  native  city;  and  in  the  same  morning 
poor  Cheek  was  brought  into  the  Fort,  having  been  sent 
from  the  gardens  in  a  dooly  to  the  American  Mission- 
house,  about  a  mile  distant  from  the  Fort,  by  some 
friendly  people ;  from  whence  we  brought  him  by  send- 
ing some  men  of  the  Madras  Fusiliers  in  a  steamer  up 
the  Jumna  river,  the  Mission-house  being  on  its  bank. 
Poor  fellow,  he  was  in  a  sad  state,  at  times  slightly 
sensible,  and  at  times  the  reverse;  but  from  what  fell 
from  his  lips  we  believe  that  he  was  attacked  in  his 
own  house,  and  in  the  attempt  to  escape  was  cut  down 
at  the  door  by  a  sabre  cut  across  the  brow  or  head, 
where  he  had  a  most  severe  wound.  When  he  came 
among  us  he  remembered  nothing  but  the  fact  of  some 
people  having  been  kind  to  him  and  giving  him  water 
and  melons ;  all  else  was  confused.  Evidently  he  had 
suffered  much,  and  his  body  exhibited  signs  of  great 
suffering  in  the  marks  of  bruises  and  sores  caused  from 
exposure  to  the  sun.  He  died  the  same  evening,  and 
was  buried  in  the  covered  way  of  the-  Fort,  near  the 
river  side,  and  at  the  salient  angle  of  the  Jumna 
battery.  But  if  I  am  necessitated  to  be  so  open  with 
you  in  detailing  particulars  of  the  manner  of  his  death, 
I  am  happy,  also,  to  be  able  to  tell  you  of  matters  pre- 


HIS    HEROIC    FAITH.  29 

ceding  which  may  comfort  those  to  whom  he  was  dear. 
A  conductor  of  my  establishment,  a  Mr.  Coleman,  and 
his  wife,  were  seized  by  the  insurgents  and  taken  to  the 
gardens,  where  they  saw  poor  Cheek.  Every  effort  was 
made  by  these  rebels  to  induce  them  to  abjure  their 
faith  and  become  Mohammedans,  and  threats  were 
made,  that,  unless  they  did  so,  they  must  forfeit  their 
lives.  Poor  Cheek,  in  his  almost  last  moments  of  sensi- 
bility, called  Mrs.  Coleman  to  his  side,  and  bade  her 
remember,  and  to  do  everything  but  that ; — to  be  true  to 
her  faith  and  hope ;  and  after  these  few  words  of  exhor- 
tation she  and  he  were  parted ;  and  we  know  no  more ; 
but  amidst  the  records  of  heaven  these  few  words  of  his 
may  have  been  written,  and  brought  down  a  message 
of  pardon  and  acceptance  to  the  dying  soldier. 

"W.  C.  RUSSELL. 

"P.S.  I  have  just  heard  from  another  source  that 
poor  Cheek's  last  wish  before  he  died,  in  a  few  moments 
of  seeming  consciousness,  was  to  write  to  his  mother." 

The  following,  from  one  of  the  American  mission- 
aries, of  the  name  of  Joseph  Aben,  addressed  to  Mrs. 
Cheek,  will  supply  additional  particulars : — 

"Allahabad,  June  23,  1857. 

"Mv  DEAR  MRS.  CHEEK,—  Your  kind  letter  of  the 
12th  inst.  has  just  reached  me,  the  Benares  Dak  having 
been  closed  up  for  several  days.  It  is  indeed  pleasant 
to  hear  from  friends  once  more.  I  have  also  just 


30  HIS    HEROIC    FAITH. 

received  a  letter  from  my  dear  wife,  giving  me  good 
accounts  of  her  own  and  our  dear  boy's  continued  wel- 
fare. From  the  Cawnpore  side  we  have  had  no  dak 
for  about  three  weeks.  You  ask  me  about  your  dear 
nephew.  On  the  night  of  the  6th  instant,  about  nine 
o'clock,  the  6th  Regiment  of  Native  Infantry  broke  out 
into  mutiny,  sounded  an  alarm,  called  the  officers  to 
the  parade-ground,  and  then  and  there  shot  seven  of 
their  officers.  Others  were  also  wounded.  Indeed,  the 
number  of  Europeans  and  East  Indians  who  were 
victims  of  the  massacre  amounts  to  about  thirty.  The 
incendiarism  has  been  dreadful,  far  more  destructive 
than  at  any  other  station;  very  few  bungalows  at  our 
once  large  station  have  escaped.  All  our  Mission 
property  has  been  destroyed.  I  have  lost  all  my 
private  property,  and  a  library  which  cost  me  about 
10,000  rupees,  but  which  no  money  can  ever  replace. 
I  had  a  large  collection  of  precious,  old  theological 
volumes,  long  since  out  of  print,  collected  from  various 
parts  of  Europe ;  also  a  large  classical,  and  a  German 
and  an  Oriental  library  of  valuable  books  and  manu- 
scripts. The  authorities  would  not  allow  me  to  take 
anything  into  the  Fort,  so  I  lost  everything,  except 
a  few  changes  of  clothes  and  a  few  volumes.  "\Ve 
in  the  Fort  heard  the  firing  from  cantonments  shortly 
after  nine  o'clock  at  night,  but  for  some  time 
knew  not  the  cause.  Our  chief  apprehension  had  been 
regarding  the  arrival  of  mutineers  from  Benares,  hav- 
ing heard  that  that  station  was  in  a  blaze ;  but  those 
mutineers  never  came.  Our  troubles  came  only  from 


HIS    HEROIC    FAITH.  31 

the  loyal  (!)  6th,  who  had  offered  their  services  to  go 
and  fight  the  rebels  at  Delhi,  and  who  had  at  six  o'clock 
in  the  evening  of  the  6th  received  the  thanks  of  the 
Governor- General,  at  a  special  parade  ordered  for  the 
purpose,  and  returned  the  same  with  three  hearty 
cheers  !  Three  hours  afterwards  they  shot  their  officers  ! 
Of  the  seventeen  who  sat  down  to  dinner  at  mess  that 
evening,  only  three  are  known  to  survive,  viz.,  Colonel 
Simpson,  Captain  Gordon,  and  Lieutenant  Currie. 
Colonel  Simpson's  horse  was  riddled  with  bullets,  but 
he  managed  to  reach  the  Fort  in  safety.  Lieut.  Currie's 
horse  was  shot  from  under  him,  but  he  got  another,  and 
reached  the  Fort.  Seven  officers  were  shot  on  the 
parade  ground,  and  their  bodies  were  never  recovered. 
Others  were  murdered  elsewhere,  and  their  bodies 
shared  the  same  fate.  Some  of  the  bodies  of  the 
young  ensigns  were  believed  to  be  in  the  mess-house 
when  that  was  burnt.  A  week  ago  to-day  (Tuesday, 
16th  inst.)  my  mind  was  relieved  by  receiving  a  letter 
from  our  dear  brother,  the  Rev.  Gopenauth  Nundy, 
regarding  his  safety.  We  had  heard  most  distress- 
ing rumours  about  him.  He  said  he  was  in  the 
Mission  school-house  with  Ensign  Cheek,  and  Conductor 
Coleman  and  his  family.  On  having  escaped  from  the 
insurgents,  who  had  left  the  place  that  morning,  I  went 
immediately  to  Mr.  Court,  the  magistrate,  who  had  just 
received  a  similar  letter.  I  could  not  get  writing 
materials,  and,  therefore,  sent  a  verbal  message  that  we 
would  come  immediately.  We  went  up  on  a  steamer, 


32  HIS    HEROIC    FAITH. 

with  a  party  of  100  Sikhs  and  80  Fusiliers,  and  a  12- 
pounder,  but  met  with  no  opposition.  "When  we 
reached  the  place,  they  having  misapprehended  my 
message,  had  left.  On  returning  to  the  Fort,  I  found 
Gopeenauth'  (Gopeenay)  in  my  quarters.  He  and  his 
wife  and  two  children  had  been  in  the  hands  of  the 
Mohammedans  more  than  four  days,  and  very  badly 
treated.  Immediately  on  our  disaster  here  the  Moham- 
medans set  up  a  government  of  their  own,  which 
lasted  nine  days.  They  took  the  way  of  making 
converts  which  is  peculiarly  their  own.  Gopeenauth's 
feet  were  in  the  stocks  four  days  and  nights,  and  his 
wife  was  treated  with  great  cruelty.  On  the  night  of 
the  outbreak  your  nephew  escaped  to  the  Ganges,  and 
was  there  found  by  the  Mohammedans,  and  thence 
brought  to  their  head- quarters.  There  Gopeenauth  met 
with  him,  saw  him  wounded  with  sword-cuts,  and 
showed  him  all  the  kindness  in  his  power.  The  Mo- 
hammedans seeing  this,  separated  them,  and  made 
GopeenauthV  feet  fast  in  the  stocks.  Your  nephew 
suffered  greatly  from  thirst.  Gopeenauth  tried  to  get 
milk  for  him,  but  the  Mohammedans  prevented  even 
this  trifling  kindness ;  nor  would  they  allow  him  to  give 
him  a  drink  of  water.  Gopeenauth  was  enabled,  by 
Divine  grace,  to  witness  a  good  confession.  He  pub- 
licly declared  his  faith  before  the  scoffing  Moham- 
medans; had  worship  with  your  nephew,  and  the 
other  Christians  who  were  with  him,  and  showed  that 
he  was  not  ashamed  of  Jesus.  He  was  frequently 


HIS   DEATH.  33 

threatened  with  death  by  the  Mohammedans,  and 
told  them  he  was  not  afraid !  Your  nephew  said  to 
him,  e  Padre  Sahib  !  hold  on  to  your  faith — don't  give  it 


up 


i  > 


"  On  Tuesday,  the  16th,  after  the  party  had  reached 
the  Fort,  I  was  engaged  in  trying  to  make  Gopeenauth 
and  his  family  comfortable,  and  arranging  for  their 
immediate  passage  to  Calcutta.  While  thus  engaged  I 
heard  that  young  Cheek  was  very  ill.  Some  one  also 
said,  that  he  had  a  relative  living  at  Bancoorah.  I 
instantly  thought  of  you  and  Dr.  Cheek,  and  without 
a  moment's  delay  ran  down  to  the  hospital  to  see  him. 
But  it  was  too  late  j  he  was  insensible,  and  died  shortly 
afterwards.  I  never  had  the  pleasure  of  his  acquaint- 
ance, nor  did  I  know,  till  too  late  to  get  a  message  from 
him,  that  he  was  related  to  you.  After  his  recovery 
from  the  hand  of  the  Mohammedan  savages  all  was 
done  for  him  that  could  be  done;  but  his  severe 
wounds,  and  exposure  to  the  sun,  and  want  of  nourish- 
ment were  too  much  for  his  physical  frame.  It  will  be 
a  comfort  to  his  friends  to  know  that  he  received  Chris- 
tian burial  from  the  Chaplain,  the  Rev.  A.  B.  Spry,  in 
the  trenches  of  the  Fort,  on  the  morning  of  Wednesday, 
June  17th, — a  blessing  denied  to  many  of  his  brother 
officers,  whose  bodies  were  never  recovered  after  the 
massacre,  and  have  probably  been  devoured  by  wild 
birds  and  beasts.  These  are  mysterious  dispensations 
of  Divine  Providence :  but  Jehovah  reigns,  and  will 
doubtless  bring  good  out  of  all  this  evil.  The  move- 
ment appears  to  be  a  Mohammedan  one ;  the  cartridges 

D 


34  HIS    DEATH. 

are  dexterously  used  as  a  handle  for  laying  hold  of  the 
Hindoos.  "  With  best  regards, 

"  Yours  most  sincerely, 

"  JOSEPH  ABEN." 

The  remarks  of  the  uncle,  to  whom  these  letters 
were  addressed,  in  his  letter  to  his  brother  in  England, 
must  not  be  withheld : — 

"  He  (Marcus)  is  now  clothed  in  white  robes — the 
righteousness  of  his  blessed  Saviour — is  crowned  with 
the  crown  of  glory.  Happy  Marcus  !  So  soon  taken 
from  a  world  of  sin  and  misery  to  a  state  of  happiness 
in  glory,  and  enjoying  the  presence  of  the  Saviour, 
whom  he  boldly  confessed  before  men.  Do  you  not 
feel  this,  my  brother  and  sister?  Can  you  wish  the 
beloved  one  back  again?  Does  it  not  call  for  great 
thankfulness  that  he  was  permitted  to  show  his 
faith  in  Jesus,  while  his  comrades  were  killed  on  the 
instant  ?  Think  not  of  the  sufferings  the  dear  departed 
went  through  the  few  days  he  was  in  the  rebels'  hands  ; 
think  of  the  manner  in  which  he  has  glorified  his  God 
and  Saviour,  and  of  the  happiness  he  is  now  enjoying, 
purchased  through  the  blood  of  Christ,  to  whom  be  all 
the  glory  !  " 

A  better  idea  will  be  formed  of  the  amount  of  suffer- 
ing endured  by  our  young  hero,  of  the  strength  of  faith 
he  displayed,  and  of  the  sustaining  grace  of  God  which 
supported  him,  from  the  following  statement  of  the 
medical  gentleman  who  attended  him  in  his  last  hours. 
The  letter  is  addressed  to  Dr.  Cheek,  of  Benares  : — 


HIS   DEATH.  35 

"  Allahabad,  June  30. 

"  MY  DEAR  CHEEK, — Your  poor  young  cousin  was 
brought  into  the  fort  in  a  very  exhausted  state  between 
eleven  and  twelve  o'clock  on  the  16th,  and  died  a  few 
minutes  before  four  o'clock  the  same  evening,  and  was 
buried  in  the  fort.  Brettingham  and  I  saw  him,  and 
did  all  we  could  for  him.  He  had  an  incised  wound 
over  the  right  ear,  through  the  scalp,  an  inch  and  a-half 
long ;  another  in  the  left  elbow,  and  left  humerus  frac- 
tured; his  mind  wandering ;  the  skin  was  literally  off  his 
chest  and  thighs  from  exposure  to  the  sun,  fyc.,  fyc." 

What,  but  strength  from  God,  could  have  supported 
our  young  hero  under  such  sufferings,  during  those 
four  days  and  nights  of  solitary  agony  on  the  banks  of 
the  Ganges,  and  nerved  him  with  such  faith  and 
endurance  in  the  midst  of  scoffing  and  blood-thirsty 
Mohammedans,  threatening  him  with  death  unless  he 
denied  his  Saviour !  We  have  in  this  evidence  of  God's 
faithfulness  to  his  promise  :  "  As  thy  day,  thy  strength 
shall  be."  He  who  calls  his  children  to  great  trials  and 
sufferings  will  impart  special  "  grace  to  help  in  time 
of  need."  What  striking  proof  have  we  of  this  in  the 
case  before  us,  and  also  in  that  of  the  martyrs.  The 
weakness  of  youth  and  womanhood  has  waxed  strong 
in  the  hour  of  trial,  thus  strengthened  from  on  high. 
Weak  humanity  has  never  exhibited  such  super-human 
power,  or  appeared  in  more  grandeur,  than  when  thus 
called  to  the  endurance  of  "  cruel  mockings,"  and  cruel 
deaths  for  Christ.  How  many  and  how  striking  have 
D  2 


36  HIS   DEATH. 

been  the  instances  of  this  during  the  late  troubles  and 
appalling  atrocities ! 

The  following  extract  from  a  letter  of  a  dear  friend, 
the  wife  of  a  Christian  missionary,  will  supply  proof  of 
this : — 

"  Bangalore,  July  20,  1857. 

"  MY  BELOVED  FANNY, — You  will  be  anxious  to  have 
a  line  from  us  in  these  troublous  times ;  and,  just  now, 
it  is  to  us  no  small  comfort  that  we  have  your  sympathy 
and  prayers.  We  cannot  doubt  that  many  a  fervent 
supplication  is  ascending  from  our  beloved  country  on 
our  behalf,  and  for  this  sorely  tried  land;  and  may  it 
not  be  in  answer  to  these,  coupled  with  those  we  have 
presented  here,  that  hitherto  we  have  been  kept  in 
.safety  ? 

"  Since  we  last  wrote,  we  have  suffered  the  most 
painful  alarm.  Every  day  has  brought  tidings  from 
the  north  of  the  most  harrowing  nature,  either  of  fresh 
outbreaks,  or  of  plots  discovered,  just  in  time  to 
prevent  their  being  executed ;  or  of  barbarities  on  the 
part  of  the  mutineers  only  equalled  by  the  atrocities  of 
the  North  American  Indians,  or  those  fierce  Fingoes'in 
South  Africa.  We  have  been  watching  the  increasing 
storm  with  the  intensest  anxiety, — and  seeing  it  draw- 
ing nearer  to  us,  until  at  last  came  this  unwelcome 
truth,  that  it  was  around  and  among  us.  I  cannot  tell 
you  the  feelings  with  which  we  first  realized  this.  Some 
of  us  felt  that  a  natural  death,  or  even  being  suddenly 
massacred,  was  a  small  thing  compared  to  the  indig- 


HIS    DEATH.  37* 

nities  and  lingering  tortures  which  might  await  us. 
The  great  perfidy  of  the  (native)  troops,  everywhere, 
made  us  feel  safe  at  no  moment.  The  Lord's  people, 
at  least  many  of  them,  drew  together,  and  united 
in  earnest  prayer  to  Him  who  alone  can  protect  and 
save  us:  We  met,  and  still  meet,  in  one  of  our  school- 
rooms, at  seven  in  the  evening.  The  flushed  cheeks 
and  tears  of  the  ladies,  and  the  trembling  voices  of 
those  (often  officers)  who  lead  our  devotions,  tell  how 
deep  is  the  general  feeling.  But  these  have  already 
been  seasons  of  much  blessing.  We  have  felt  it  good 
to  unite  in  humbling  ourselves  before  God,  confessing 
our  sins  and  the  sins  of  our  people,  and  have  found  our 
little  strength  renewed,  and  our  hope  and  trust  con- 
firmed. We  have  been  quite  astonished  to  see  how 
numerous  were  the  portions  of  Divine  truth  just 
adapted  to  our  peculiar  position  and  circumstances. 
Some  histories,  which  we  before  regarded  as  belonging 
to  a  past  age,  have  contained  such  appropriate  instruc- 
tion and  consolation  that  we  have  admired  and  blessed 
the  wisdom  that  left  them  on  record.  One  evening, 
dear  Fanny,  I  shall  long  remember  with  thankfulness. 
In  addition  to  alarming  accounts  in  the  papers,  we  had 
that  day  received  letters  from  the  different  places,  con- 
taining the  most  harrowing  details.  My  dear  husband 
and  I  felt  extremely  depressed;  we  felt  that,  before 
night  was  over,  we  and  our  beloved  boy  might  be  called 
to  undergo  similar  treatment.  We  took  the  Bible,  and 
read  the  Saviour's  last  instructions  to  his  disciples  in 


38  HIS    DEATH. 

anticipation  of  the  persecutions  they  would  be  called  to 
endure ;  and  as  we  lingered  over  and  pondered  his 
words  of  comfort,  the  Holy  Spirit  the  Comforter  came 
to  us,  removed  the  load  that  oppressed  our  hearts,  and 
made  us  feel  that  we  could  accept  anything  with  Christ 
and  for  Christ.  May  the  love  He  has  shown  us  in 
these  times  of  trial  bind  our  hearts  more  closely 
to  Him!" 

Such  precious  records  of  the  faith  and  patience  of 
many  of  our  countrymen  and  countrywomen  in  India, 
shed  a  halo  of  heavenly  glory  over  those  trying  scenes 
through  which  many  of  them  have  passed  to  that 
bright  and  better  world,  where  they  now  experience 
"fulness  of  joy  at  God's  right  hand;"  and  "sorrow 
and  sighing  are  for  ever  done  away." 

Such  was  the  noble  conduct  of  Marcus  Cheek  in  the 
hour  of  trial  and  death.  Who  that  contemplates  this 
noble  youth  in  the  presence  of  cruel  and  scoffing 
Mohammedans,-  threatening  him  with  torture  and  death 
unless  he  denied  his  Saviour,  yet  boldly  confessing  Him, 
and  exhorting  others  to  the  same  fidelity,  can  hesitate  to 
enrol  him  in  that  "  noble  army  of  martyrs  "  who,  "  out 
of  weakness  were  made  strong,  and  waxed  valiant  in 
the  fight  "  of  faith  ?  There  is  something  touching  in 
his  last  moments  of  consciousness,  in  the  allusion  of 
the  dying  youth  to  his  mother.  The  last  earthly  desire 
which  he  expressed  was  to  write  to  his  mother  !  The 
love,  the  tenderness,  the  gratitude  expressed  in  so 


HIS    DEATH.  39 

touching  a  remembrance,  breathes  in  it  the  spirit  of 
Jesus,  who  in  His  last  moments  of  unparalleled  agony 
on  the  cross  regarded  his  mother  with  affection,  and 
cared  for  her  comfort.  To  the  sorrowing  heart  of  the 
bereaved  mother  of  our  young  martyr  such  a  remem- 
brance of  her  in  such  an  hour  may  well  prove  a 
precious  consolation  in  the  season  of  her  sorrow.  Under 
whatever  circumstances  it  may  have  been  permitted 
to  happen,  "  precious  in  the  sight  of  the  Lord  is  the 
death  of  his  saints."  It  was  the  desire  of  an  apostle 
"  that  Christ  might  be  glorified  in  his  body,  whether  by 
life  or  by  death;"  this  privilege  was  granted  to  Marcus 
Cheek.  A  long  life  of  distinguished  piety  and  useful- 
ness could  not  have  glorified  the  Saviour  more  than  our 
young  Christian  hero  did  by  his  stedfast,  suffering,  and 
triumphant  faith  in  Christ,  in  suffering  and  dying 
hours.  We  must  estimate  life  not  by  length  of  days, 
but  by  the  fruits  of  faith,  by  which  the  Saviour  is  glo- 
rified. What  though,  as  in  the  case  of  Marcus  Cheek, 
the  mortal  remains  of  our  beloved  ones  may  slumber  in 
distant  lands,  in  unknown  and  unvisited  graves,  the 
Saviour  watches  over  their  sleeping  dust ;  "  they  rest 
in  their  graves."  Those  graves  contain  precious 
"jewels,"  which  Jesus  purchased  with  His  own  blood. 
He  will  ransom  them  from  the  grave,  and  will  claim 
and  acknowledge  them  as  his  " own"  in  that  day  when 
He  will  "make  up  his  jewels."  The  word  of  Christ 
abideth  for  ever :  "  Whosoever  shall  confess  me  before 
men,  him  will  I  confess  also  before  my  Father  which  is 
in  heaven."  (Matt.  xi.  32.) 


40  HIS    DEATH. 

"  His  soul  to  Him  who  gave  it  rose, 
God  led  it  to  his  long  repose, 

Its  glorious  rest. 

And  though  the  Warrior's  sun  is  set, 
Its  light  shall  linger  round  us  yet, 
Bright,  radiant,  blest." 

Longfellow, 


LETTERS   OF   SYMPATHY.  41 


CHAPTER  IV. 

LETTERS  OF  SYMPATHY  AND  CONSOLATION  TO 
THE  PARENTS  OF  MARCUS  CHEEK.* 

SYMPATHY  of  man  with  man  in  joy  and  sorrow  is  one 
of  those  benevolent  laws  of  human  nature,  implanted 
and  provided  by  God  for  human  happiness ;  for  the  in- 
crease of  our  mutual  joys,  and  the  mitigation  of  our 
mutual  sorrows.  How  powerful  and  valuable  is  the 
manifestation  of  this  sympathy  at  all  times,  but  espe- 
cially so  in  the  hour  of  sorrow  and  bereavement !  It 
is  so  universal,  that  we  cannot  behold  sorrow  in  others 
without  being  in  some  measure  touched  with  it  our- 
selves. The  tears  of  the  bereaved  parent  appeal  too 
strongly  to  the  tenderness  of  our  nature,  and  we  can 
no  more  resist  the  contagion  of  grief,  or  be  unmoved 
by  the  smile  of  rejoicing  thankfulness,  than  the  mirror 
refuse  to  give  back  the  image  placed  before  it,  or  the 
face  of  nature  resist  the  glow  of  sunshine  in  the 
unclouded  light  of  noon.  The  Christian  religion,  so 

*  The  Author  is  bound  to  apologise  to  the  sympathising  friends 
whose  letters  are  given  in  this  chapter,  for  the  liberty  taken  in 
publishing  them,  without  previously  asking  their  consent.  His 
excuse  must  be  the  difficulty  of  obtaining  the  consent  of  so  many 
parties,  and  his  unwillingness  to  delay  this  publication  a  day 
longer  than  necessary. 


42         LETTERS   OF   SYMPATHY   AND    CONSOLATION 

wonderfully  adapted  to  the  wants  of  man's  nature,  as  to 
assure  us  that  He  who  made  the  one  is  the  author 
of  the  other,  supplies  the  most  powerful  motives  to  the 
exercise  of  this  sympathy.  It  reveals  to  us  the  charac- 
ter of  God,  as  "  the  God  of  consolation"  *  "  God  that 
comforteth  those  that  are  cast  down."  f  He  hath 
given  us  in  his  holy  Word,  "  many  .exceeding  great  and 
precious  promises,"  all  adapted  to  comfort  us  in  the 
seasons  of  our  sorrow.  We  have  revealed  to  us  a  sym- 
pathizing Saviour,  of  whom  we  read  that  "  He  wept " 
at  the  grave  of  Lazarus,  whom  He  loved ;  of  whom  the 
prophet  declares,  "  He  hath  home  our  griefs  and  carried 
our  sorrows;"  and  who,  though  He  hath  passed  into 
the  heavens,  and  is  far  beyond  the  reach  of  sorrows, 
"can  yet  he  touched  with  the  feeling  of  our  infirmities," 
because,  when  on  earth,  "  He  was  in  all  points  tempted 
and  tried  like  as  we  are,  yet  without  sin."  J 

"  Touched  with  a  sympathy  within, 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame  ; 
He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean, 
For  He  hath  felt  the  same." 

We  have  sympathizing  friends,  who  "weep"  with 
us  when  we  weep,  and  "rejoice"  with  us  when  we 
rejoice.  How  grateful  ought  we  to  feel  for  this  merci- 
ful provision  made  for  our  comfort — for  that  sympathy, 
which  flowing  through  so  many  channels,  cheers  and 
sustains  the  mourner  in  times  of  sadness  and  affliction  ! 

It  has  been  the  privilege  of  the  bereaved  parents  of 
Marcus  Cheek  to  experience  this.  The  sufferings, 

*  Eom.  xv.  5.  f  2  Cor.  vii.6.  J  Heb.  iv.  15. 


TO    THE    PARENTS.  43 

faith,  and  death  of  their  noble  boy  have  awakened 
sympathy  in  thousands  of  Christian  hearts,  and  called 
forth  precious  expressions  of  it  in  numerous  letters  to 
them,  some  of  which  the  writer  is  privileged  to  tran- 
scribe. The  following  selection  from  the  many  before 
him,  must  suffice : — 

LOED  MARCUS  HILL  (TO  THE  FATHER.) 

"  MY  DEAR  OSWALD, — I  thank  you  much  for  the 
perusal  of  the  several  letters  which  I  return.  They 
are  of  no  small  interest  to  me  in  connexion  with  the 
early  fate  of  my  godson. 

"  What  a  melancholy  gratification  it  is  to  know  that 
he  was  so  much  appreciated. 

"  God  give  you  all  resignation  and  consolation  ! 
"  I  am,  very  sincerely  yours, 

"Aug.  7."  "A.  MARCUS  C.  HILL. 


THE  EARL  OF  SHAFTESBURY. 

"  Spa,  Sept.  14,  1857. 

"  SIR, — A  letter  from  you  to  the  Editor  of  the 
( Times '  reveals  the  name  of  that  noble  boy  who  died 
by  the  hands  of  assassins  near  Allahabad. 

"  I  cannot  repress  the  desire  I  feel  to  express  my 
deepest  sympathy  with  yourself,  and  my  unbounded  ad- 
miration of  the  heroism  and  conduct  of  your  precious 
son. 

"  But  we  must  do  more  than  this ; — we  must  (we,  I 


44         LETTERS    OF    SYMPATHY   AND    CONSOLATION 

mean  every  Englishman,  nay,  every  true  Christian) — 
we  must  give  humble  and  hearty  thanks  to  Almighty  God, 
who  raised  up  one  of  such  tender  years  to  bear  such 
testimony,  at  such  a  time  and  in  such  circumstances. 
Surely,  never  were  the  words  of  the  Liturgy  more 
applicable :  '  We  also  bless  thy  holy  name  for  all  thy 
servants  departed  this  life  in  thy  faith  and  fear;  be- 
seeching thee  to  give  us  grace  so  to  follow  their  good 
examples,  that  with  them  we  may  be  partakers  of  thy 
heavenly  kingdom/ 

"  As  a  father,  you  must  deeply  feel  the  loss,  for  the 
flesh  is  strong ;  but  as  a  Christian,  you  will  rejoice  to 
have  been  the  father  of  such  a  child;  and  remember, 
too  (we  cannot  see  into  futurity)  that  his  end,  had  he 
lived  longer,  might  not  have  been  equal  to  his  begin- 
ning. But  now  he  is  in  everlasting  security,  beyond  all 
the  harm  that  might  have  reached  him  from  the  world, 
the  flesh,  and  the  devil. 

"  It  is  not  given  to  many  parents  to  produce  such 
sons ;  and  it  is  given  to  still  fewer  to  have  such  com- 
plete and  unmistakeable  assurance  that  they  are  entered 
into  their  rest. 

"  You  will  excuse  this  intermeddling  with  your 
sorrows ;  but  I  have  myself  experienced  something  very 
similar ;  and  I  have  the  comfort  of  these  considerations. 

"  I  am,  Sir,  with  much  sympathy, 

"  Your  faithful  servant, 

"  SHAFTESBURY." 


TO    THE    PARENTS.  45 


THE  ARCHDEACON  OF  MEATH. 

"  Archdeaconry,  Kells,  Ireland, 
Sept.  13,  1857. 

"  DEAR  SIR, — Your  loss  is  one  that  must  engage  the 
sympathy  of  thousands  whom  you  can  never  know. 
Will  you  permit  a  stranger  to  express  it  ? 

"  When  the  great  and  good  Duke  of  Ormond  heard 
of  the  death  of  his  brave  son,  fighting  against  an  enemy 
as  barbarous  as  Sepoys,  he  exclaimed,  fl  would  not 
exchange  my  dead  son  for  any  living  son  in  Christen- 
dom/ 

",  Where  could  this  apply  so  well  as  to  one  who  has 
early  won  his  heavenly  crown,  with  a  spirit  so  unsub- 
dued by  suffering,  so  faithful  unto  death  ? 

"But  the  expression  needs  some  change  for  him. 
He  is  not  dead,  but  liveth  unto  God. 

"  I  thank  God  that  his  words  have  been  preserved,  to 
be  an  example  to  many,  and  I  trust  a  comfort  to 
yourself. 

"  I  remain,  with  sincerest  sympathy, 
"  Your  faifrhful  servant, 

.  A.  STOPFORD, 
"  Archdeacon  of  Meath." 


46         LETTERS    OF    SYMPATHY   AND    CONSOLATION 

THE  HON.  AND  REV.  BAPTIST  W.  NOEL,  M.A., 

ON  THE  DEATH  OF  ENSIGN  CHEEK,  AND  FIVE  OTHER 
YOUNG  ENSIGNS,  MURDERED  AT  ALLAHABAD  (AGED 
SEVENTEEN). 

"  Treason  in  Delhi's  walls  had  risen ; 

Bengal's  battalions  rose ; 
And  every  fort  became  a  prison 
Begirt  with  Sepoy  foes. 

"  Throughout  the  lines  of  Allahabad 

Fanatic  fury  grew ; 
And  mutineers,  with  hatred  mad, 
Their  own  commanders  slew. 

"  One  only  from  the  gory  heap 

Crept  out  to  die  alone ; 
He  did  not  wail,  nor  groan,  nor  weep, 
But  said,  '  Thy  will  be  done ! ' 

"  "Within  the  covert  of  a  wood, 

Close  by  a  streamlet's  play, 
Wounded  and  destitute  of  food, 
Four  days  the  soldier  lay. 

"  And  now  they  find  him  'midst  the  trees — 

Not  friends  who  bring  relief — 
But  Sepoys,  who  with  fury  seize 
And  drag  hin>  to  their  chief. 

"  One  brandishes  a  bloody  knife  ; 
All  hate  to  Christians  bear ; 
Fresh  stabs  will  take  his  ebbing  life — 
New  curses  wound  his  ear. 

"  But  who  is  he  that  elder  man, 

Bound,  beaten,  fearing  worse, 
On  whom  each  fierce  Mahommedan 
Is  pouring  out  his  curse  ? 


TO   THE    PARENTS.  47 

"  Why  are  those  guards  around  him  set  ? 

Those  cords  upon  his  wrist  ? 
He  teas  the  slave  of  Mahomet, 
And  now  he  preaches  Christ. 

"  '  Repent ! '  exclaimed  the  Sepoy  crew, 

'  Or  Allah's  vengeance  taste ! ' 
'  Repent ! '  exclaimed  their  Captain  too, 
'  Or  this  day  is  thy  last ! 

"  '  Seek  then  the  prophet's  aid  by  prayer, 

Abjure  the  Christian  lie  ; 
Or  by  his  sacred  name  I  swear, 
Apostate,  thou  shall  die ! ' 

"  The  drops  are  standing  on  his  brow, 

His  quivering  lips  are  pale; 

Who  will  sustain  his  weakness  now, 

For  hope  and  courage  fail  ? 

"  Then  spake  the  wounded  boy,  while  faith 

Lighted  his  languid  eye : 
1 0  Brother !  ne'er  from  dread  of  death 
Thy  Saviour's  name  deny ! ' 

"  Trembling  no  more,  no  more  afraid, 
The  prisoner  hears  them  crave  ; 
Those  words,  that  dying  look,  have  made 
His  faltering  spirit  brave. 

"  '  Hark !  hark !  it  is  the  tramp  of  men ; 

The  Fusiliers  are  here ! ' 
And,  rushing  headlong  down  the  den, 
The  Sepoys  disappear. 

"  The  Teacher  clasped  his  hands  with  joy, — 
1  We  are  saved ! — Our  foes  are  fled  ! ' 
And  then  he  turned  to  bless  the  boy, — 
The  heroic  boy  was  dead ! 


48         LETTERS  OF  SYMPATHY  AND    CONSOLATION 

"  They  bore  his  placid  corpse  away, 

And  dug  a  quiet  grave 
Far  from  his  childhood's  home,  which  lay 
Across  the  Western  wave. 

"  But  ye  who  love  him  still  shall  greet 

Your  loved  one  once  again  ; 
For  all  who  trust  in  Jesus  meet 
Beyond  the  reach  of  pain !" 

B.  W.  N. 


THE  REV.  DR.  WILLIAMSON. 

"  Per  shore  Vicarage,  Sept.  26,  1857. 
"  DEAR  SIR, — I  hope  you  will  not  think  that 
I  intrude  too  soon,  stranger  as  I  am,  upon  your 
domestic  sorrow,  if  I  send  you  a  few  words  expressive 
of  my  deep  sympathy  with  you  in  the  loss  of  your  son 
in  India. 

"  I  do  not  know  when  I  have  read  so  touching 
a  story,  as  given  in  the  newspapers,  as  his,  poor  boy ! 
And  that  noble  confession  of  faith  with  which  he 
closed  his  life,  when  he  encouraged  his  fellow-sufferer 
to  stand  firm,  and  not  to  deny  his  Lord — as  one  cannot 
read  without  tears.  Surely,  if  the  recollection  of  his 
heroism  and  truth  can  soften  the  grief  which  his  loss 
must  cause  you,  you  have  that  consolation  abundantly 
granted  you,  by  his  and  your  common  Saviour. 
"  I  am,  dear  Sir,  with  much  respect, 
"  Yours  faithfully, 

"  R.  WILLIAMSON." 


TO    THE    PARENTS.  49 


FROM  A  LADY. 

"  SIR, — I   trust    you    will    excuse   a   stranger  for 
intruding  upon  you  in  your  time  of  poignant  sorrow, 
by  writing  a  few  lines  of  sincere  and  heartfelt  sympathy. 
No  one  in  our  domestic  circle  could  read  the  touching 
details  of  your  noble  son's  steadfast  faith  and  manly 
fortitude,   amid   his    solitary   and   acute   sufferings  at 
Allahabad,  without  shedding  tears.     We  wept  when  we 
thought  of  the  lonely,  mourning  hearts  of  his  parents, 
bereaved  of  such  a  son,  so  worthy  of  being  the  object 
of  the  warmest  parental  affection ;  and  even  then,  there 
were  mingled  tears  of  holy  joy  with  those  of  sorrow,  as 
we  thought  on  the  bright  transition  to  his  pure  eman- 
cipated spirit,  as  it  winged  its  flight  from  the  dreary 
scenes  of  rapine  and  bloodshed,  to  the  sheltering  arms 
of    that    compassionate    and    sympathizing    Saviour, 
to  whom  he  had  been  firmly  "  faithful  unto  death." 
The    crown    of    life   now    gleams    on    his    purified 
brow ;  he  has  '  washed  his  robes,  and  made  them  white 
in  the  precious  blood  of  the  Lamb/     In  the  lonely 
ravine,  where  his  last  suffering  days  were  past,  I  believe 
many  thoughts  of  his  far  distant  home  would  come 
over  his  weary  spirit,  and  perhaps  the  blessed  memory 
of  instruction  received  there  in  happier  days  might  con- 
tribute, under  God's  blessing,  to  the  completion  of  the 
work   of  sanctification  within   him   and   to   his   final 
ripening  for  glory.     The  last  efforts  of  his  expiring 
nature  were  given  in  his  Redeemer's  cause  !     Oh,  Sir  ! 
E 


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what  comfort  to  you  in  thinking  of  this  fact.  Among 
all  the  incidents  which  I  have  read  from  India  not  one 
has  touched  my  heart  with  the  same  interest  as  that  of 
your  dear  son.  Do  excuse  my  boldness  in  writing.  I 
have  five  sons ;  one  dear  daughter  is,  I  believe,  in  the 
same  bright  land  with  your  precious  departed  one ; 
therefore  my  heart  would  mingle  its  sympathy  in  your 
grief.  My  husband  begs  also  to  join  me  in  this,  and 
commending  you  to  Jesus'  care  and  love, 
"  I  remain,  faithfully  yours, 

"ELIZA  BANKS  THOMSON." 


AN   INCIDENT   IN   THE    WAR. 
(From  the  " Essex  Herald") 

OH  earth,  earth,  earth !  thy  loud  deep  cry, 

Full  of  intensest  agony, 

Comes  mourning  o'er  the  surging  wave, 

"With  shrieks  for  succour  from  the  brave ; 

Thy  sunlit  morn,  thy  midnight  air, 

Echo  the  fever  of  despair ; 

Thy  social  fabric  rent  and  riven, 

Breathes  its  sad  prayer  for  help  from  heaven. 

Resting  upon  yon  Christian's  doom, 

One  brightening  ray  pervades  the  gloom  ; 

It  permeates  his  earthly  night, 

With  beams  of  everlasting  light. 

Weary,  exhausted,  faint,  and  worn, 
In  frantic  demons'  battle  storm  ; 
He  sees  a  little  streamlet  play 
With  the  frail  insect  of  a  day, — 
And  slowly  drags  his  sinking  frame 


TO   THE    PARENTS.  51 


To  the  cool  current  of  the  plain  ; 
Where,  sinking  on  the  blood-stained  sod, 
He  bathes  his  lips  and  seeks  his  God. 

Night  closes  round,  too  well  he  knows 
Darkness  releases  other  foes — 
Foes  framed  by  nature  to  be  wild ; 
The  forest  and  the  jungle  child. 
He  finds  a  shelter  in  a  tree, 
And  from  their  hungry  jaws  is  free  ; 
But  man,  far  fiercer  than  the  beast, 
Seeks  in  his  Christian  blood  a  feast, 
And  gloats  with  fiendish  joy  his  eyes 
Upon  the  hapless  youth  his  prize  ; — 
His  weakened  limbs,  resistless  now, 
Before  his  heathen  conqueror  bow ; 
In  very  helplessness  he  yields, 
Nor  dares  to  show  the  scorn  he  feels, 
But  what  to  him  the  road  he  treads, 
While  God  his  soul  with  manna  feeds  ? 
His  earthly  home,  his  youthful  life, 
Must  pay  the  penalty  of  strife  ; 
Death's  shadow,  like  a  veil  of  love, 
Gently  descending  from  above, 
Is  hovering  near  to  strike  a  blow, 
To  free  him  from  his  tyrant  foe. 
Yet  stay,  poor  youth,  one  trial  more 
Awaits  thee,  ere  thy  mission's  o'er ; 
Thou  hast  an  aged  Christian  friend, 
On  whose  pale,  quivering  lips  suspend 
The  name  of  his  new  worshipped  Lord, 
The  hatred  of  the  Hindoo  horde ; 
By  cruel  tortures  he  must  die, 
Or  Jesus'  blessed  name  deny. 

Oh,  in  this  struggling  conflict,  Lord, 
Do  Thou  thy  strength  and  grace  afford ; 
Give  vigour  to  that  feeble  youth, 
That  he  may  plead  the  cause  of  truth. 

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He  gently  whispers  in  his  ear, 

"  Behold  by  faith  a  Saviour  near." 

He  pleads  that  Saviour's  suffering  name, 

And  bids  the  aged  man  proclaim 

To  heathens,  that  "  He  dies  to  live 

In  bliss  which  Christ  alone  can  give." 

He  needs  no  more ;  that  living  faith 

Invests  him  with  a  hope  in  death  ; 

Then  turns  to  bless  the  Christian  boy 

Who  fills  his  dying  ears  with  joy ; 

But  he  is  not ;  the  spirit  band 

Had  borne  him  to  a  happier  land ; 

And  through  that  night  the  old  man's  dream 

Was  full  of  Jesus'  precious  theme, — 

"  Whoso  on  earth  confesses  me 

Will  I  confess  eternally." 

ALPHA. 


FROM  A  LADY. 

"  HONOURED  SIR, — I  must  honour  the  parent  of 
the  young  hero,  saint,  and  martyr  of  Allahabad,  in 
proportion  to  the  reverence  I  feel  for  his  son,  in  common 
with  all  who  have  or  shall  read  the  details  of  his  most 
glorious  and  triumphant  death,  supported  and  supporting 
another  with  his  latest  breath,  by  his  most  holy  faith, 
amidst  sufferings  and  terrors  at  which  the  stoutest 
hearts  might  quail.  Yours  is  indeed  a  rich  consolation ; 
your  soldier  of  Christ  promoted  to  'the  holy  army  of 
martyrs/  whom  we  reverently  remember  in  our  Church 
prayers  !  May  we  all  be  given  grace  to  follow  their 
good  examples ! 

"  But  I  must,  as  a  perfect  stranger,  apologize  for 


TO    THE    PARENTS.  53 

the  liberty  I  have  taken  in  addressing  you.  A  very 
dear  godson  of  mine  was  a  fellow-voyager  with  your 
precious  son,  reached  that  ill-fated  station  one  day 
before  him,  and  would,  on  this  day,  have  completed 
his  eighteenth  year.  He  fell  on  that  sad  Gtk  of  June, 
but  how,  or  when,  we  cannot  learn,  and  the  accounts  of 
that  dreadful  night  given  in  the  papers  are  so  vague  and 
various,  that  his  poor  parents  and  friends  are  constantly 
torn  by  the  conflicting  accounts  given,  without  know- 
ing which  to  believe.  His  name  was  Thomas  Lane 
Bayliff;  and  if  in  any  letters  you  may  have,  his  untimely 
and  much  lamented  death  is  mentioned,  you  would 
confer  a  great  favour  on  the  writer  and  his  sorrowing 
and  bereaved  family,  by  letting  me  know  any  particulars 
of  his  melancholy  fate  which  may  have  reached  you. 
He,  too,  was  a  jewel ;  but  few  find  grace  early  or  late 
to  shine  with  lustre  such  as  your  dear  lost  son's.  May 
the  God  of  consolation  support  you  under  your  bereave- 
ment ! 

"  I  have  the  honour  to  be,  yours,  &c., 

"E.  B.  LANZEEN." 


FROM  A  LADY. 

"  DEAR  SIR, — "Will  you  accept  this  poor  expression 
of  a  stranger's  sympathy  with  your  sorrow  and  your 

consolation  ? — 

"THE  LAST  BREATH. 
"  Dark  faces  thronged  around  them, 

Beneath  an  Eastern  sky ; 
Two  helpless  captives  hunted  forth 
To  suffer  and  to  die. 


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"  Dark  faces  swarmed  around  them, 
Raging  with  hate  and  scorn ; 

They  stood  amid  a  host  of  foes, 
Weak,  wasted,  and  forlorn. 

"  The  one,  an  English  stripling,— 

What  thoughts  are  with  him  there  ? 

His  father's  blessing  on  his  head — 
His  mother's  parting  prayer. 

"  So  late,  their  tears  and  kisses 
Seem  warm  upon  his  brow ! 

Their  voices  murm'ring  in  his  ear — 
Oh !  could  they  see  him  now ! 

"  And  one,  a  swarthy  native 
Who,  in  some  hour  of  need, 

Had  learned  to  serve  a  holier  God, 
And  teach  a  purer  creed. 

"  Well  might  his  spirit  falter, 

Well  might  his  heart  be  wrung  ; 

The  taunts  and  curses  heaped  on  him 
Were  in  his  native  tongue. 

"  The  memories  of  his  childhood, 

The  friendships  of  his  youth — 

Life,  home,  and  freedom  proffered  still, 

Would  he  but  spurn  the  truth. 

"  What  marvel  if  that  moment 

A  wavering  thought  might  crave — 

An  aching  doubt,  Is  mine  a  God 
Who  will  not  smite  or  save  ? 

"  But  clear  above  the  tumult 

Arose  a  warning  word 
In  English  accents, — '  Oh,  my  friend, 
Deny  not  Christ  the  Lord ! ' 


TO    THE    PARENTS.  55 

"  And,  strengthened  for  endurance, 

He  gazes  on  the  foe — 
Yet,  hark  !  what  mean  those  rushing  sounds  ? 

Well  do  the  traitors  know ! 

"  Nearer  the  tramp  of  horsemen ! 

Nearer  that  ringing  shout ! 
And  wild,  wild  yells  of  baffled  rage, — 

They  flee  in  headlong  rout. 

"  The  rescued  native  utters 

A  cry  of  thanks  and  joy ; 
But  mute  and  lifeless  at  their  feet 

Lies  the  brave  English  boy ! 

"  Sees  not  the  friendly  faces, 

Hears  not  the  victor's  cheer ; 
But  who  may  tell  what  sights  or  sounds 

Woke  on  his  eye  and  ear  ? 

"  The  faithful,  the  true-hearted — 

Far  shall  his  tale  be  heard ; 
His  spirit  had  departed, 

E'en  with  the  warning  word." 


FROM  A  LADY. 

"  9th  September,  1857. 

"MY  DEAR  SIR, — As  human  sympathy  seems  the 
best  consolation  in  sorrow,  next  to  the  comfort  which  we 
know  will  be  bestowed  by  a  gracious  God  upon  those 
whom  He  has  permitted  to  suffer  affliction  for  some 
hidden  good  to  those  who  trust  in  Him,  I  cannot 
forbear  telling  you  that  I  know  a  wide  circle  wherein 


56         LETTERS    OF   SYMPATHY   AND    CONSOLATION 

your  noble  son  has  been  distinguished  above  all  the 
sufferers  in  this  dreadful  time  of  crime  and  sorrow. 

"We  think  the  faith  which  shone  so  brightly  in 
your  son's  fearful  trial  must  have  been  learnt  at  the 
home  he  had  so  recently  left. 

"The  faith  which  supported  the  son  will,  I  trust, 
enable  the  father  to  seek  and  obtain  comfort  from 
whence  only  it  can  be  obtained. 

"  Sincerely  wishing  that  your  eldest  son  may  return 
in  safety, 

I  remain, 

"THE  MOTHER  OF  AN  OFFICER  NOW 
BEFORE  DELHI." 


FROM  A  LADY. 

"  Richmond-hill,  Surrey. 

"  SIR, — I  have  sent  you  by  this  day's  post  a  little 
book,  entitled  '  Gone  Home  to  be  with  Jesus.'  It  is 
out  of  print,  so  you  must  excuse  its  being  dirty.  It 
may  interest  you  to  hear  that  an  excellent  discourse 
was  preached  on  the  account  given  of  your  son  (I 
was  told)  at  Marylebone  Church,  on  Sunday  last. 
The  little  book  is  on  the  death  of  a  child,  but  will,  I 
trust,  comfort  you.  What  are  all  the  sufferings  of  the 
body — the  shell — compared  to  the  triumphs  of  the 
emancipated  spirit?  My  own  heart  is  mourning  the 
loss  of  a  darling  child,  so  I  can  feel  for  you  under  your 
acuter  affliction.  But  how  glorious  was  your  noble 


TO   THE    PARENTS.  57 

boy's  death  after  all ! — glorious  in  the  sight  of  angels 
and  the  Great  Redeemer,  whose  faith  he  confessed,  and 
who  will  not  deny  him  when  He  comes  again  in  the 
clouds  of  heaven  attended  by  all  his  saints. 

"  Yours  sympathizingly, 

"  JULIA  A.  BARRETT." 


BY  THE  SAME. 

"LINES  ON  THE  NOBLE  YOUNG  OFFICER  AT 
ALLAHABAD. 

'  Those  were  well-spoken  -words,  young  Ensign  brave — 
'  Deny  not'  Him  who  died  thy  soul  to  save  ! 
'  Deny  not'  Him  who  suffered  pangs  untold ! 
Oh !  '  Come  what  may,'  the  faith  of  Christ  uphold ! 
Thy  mission  was  fulfilled,  thy  Lord  was  nigh ; 
Angels  rejoiced,  and  wafted  thee  on  high ! 
For  ever  free  from  all  thy  foes  and  fears, 
Jesus  will  thee  confess  '  when  He  appears ! ' 

"J.  A.  B." 


FROM  A  LADY. 

"  SIR, — Your  great  grief  is  borne  upon  thousands  of 
hearts  in  this  country ;  but  condolence  for  your  natural 
distress  must  mingle  with  high  congratulations  in  being 
the  father  of  a  Christian  hero,  who,  having  proved 
himself  '  a  child  of  God '  upon  earth,  is  now  (we  may 
not  doubt  it)  an  'inheritor  of  the  kingdom  of  heaven/ 


58         LETTERS    OF    SYMPATHY   AND    CONSOLATION 

"  I  venture  to  beg  your  acceptance  of  two  copies  of 
the  accompanying  stanzas,  to  the  memory  of  your  son. 
"I  remain,  Sir,  with  much  sympathy,  &c., 

"RACHEL  ELIZ.  CRESSWELL. 
"  Bank  House,  King's  Lynn, 
Sept.  10,  1857. 

"THE  YOUTHFUL  MARTYR. 

"  Four  weary  nights  and  days, 

In  danger  and  distress, 
By  the  river  brink  he  laid, 
In  utter  helplessness. 

"  He  hears  the  wild  beasts'  howl, 

And  the  jackal  prowling  nigh ; 
But  't  is  music  to  the  sound 
Of  the  Sepoys'  cry. 

"  The  boy  was  scarce  sixteen 
When  he  left  his  parents'  side 
For  India,  with  her  storied  pomp, 
And  her  military  pride. 

"  A  few  short,  busy  months  ! 
Bleeding  and  wounded,  he, 
By  the  mutineers  in  Allhabad 
Unseen,  in  misery, 

"  Crawls  from  the  crimson  field, 
Drinks  of  the  running  stream, 
Then  sinks  exhausted,  slumbers, 
And  dreams — 't  is  all  a  dream ! 

"  He  has  nobly  done  his  work, 

Nor  grudged  his  young  life-blood  ; 
For  the  mother  and  the  children 
To  the  death  he  stood. 


TO   THE    PARENTS.  59 

"  Now  life  is  ebbing  fast ; 

But  he  deems  the  hour  blest, 
When,  on  his  Saviour's  bosom, 
He  shall  sink  to  rest. 

"  Not  yet,  not  yet,  young  hero  ! 

Though  thy  work  be  well  nigh  done, 
There  is  a  nobler  deed  before  thee, 

Ere  the  victory  be  won ! 

"  The  fiendish  traitors  find  him, 

They  drag  him  to  their  lair — 
A  man  in  tortured  agony 

Is  writhing  there. 

"  It  is  a  Christian  convert, 

Not  daring  to  deny 
The  Lord  of  life  and  glory, 
And  yet  afraid  to  die. 

With  promises  of  freedom,  life, 

They  ply  their  victim  still ; 
But  death,  in  every  hideous  shape, 

If  he  refuse  their  will. 

"  Oh  !  'twas  a  fearful  moment ! 

A  soul  endangered  then — 
The  immortal  for  the  mortal 

Perilled  from  fear  of  men. 

"  There  is  a  hush,  a  stillness ; 

For  a  voice,  soft,  calm,  and  clear, 
Issues  from  lips  so  deadly  white — 
The  murderers  pause  to  hear : 

"  '  Oh !  whatsoe'er  you  suffer — 

Oh !  whatsoe'er  you  do, 
Deny  not  Christ  the  Saviour, 
The  Lord  who  died  for  you ! 


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"  'T  is  past !  the  sound  has  died  away, 

Drown'd  in  the  war  cry  loud 
Of  British  warriors,  bursting 
Upon  the  murd'rous  crowd. 

"  The  rescued  convert  turns  to  bless, 

And  for  the  boy  to  pray ; — 
He  needs  it  not !  the  victory's  won — 
The  spirit  has  passed  away ! 

"  K.  E.  C." 


THE  REV.  M.  M.  HUMBLE. 

"  Suit  on  Rectory,  Chesterfield, 

Sept.  11,  1857. 
"Sin,—  *  *  *  * 

"  I  feel  impelled  to  express  to  you,  in  however  feeble 
a  way,  my  intense  admiration  of  your  child's  Christian 
courage  and  example,  and,  at  the  same  time,  my  real 
sympathy  with  you  as  a  sorrowing  parent.  And  yet, 
let  me  say,  Why  sorrow  in  the  way  and  to  the  extent 
named  in  your  letter  ?  Will  not  your  noble  son  be 
numbered  with  the  glorious  army  of  martyrs?  And 
what  an  honour  is  that  to  him,  the  coming  crown 
making  even  more  bright  and  blessed  the  rest  and  light 
of  paradise, — and  to  you,  the  instrumental  author  of  his 
existence  !  Had  he  been  spared  to  you  on  earth,  could 
any  worldly  honour — any  princely  preferment — any, 
the  highest,  place  in  the  kingdoms  of  this  world,  have 
given  him  such  a  position  as  he  now  holds  in  the 


TO    THE    PARENTS.  61 

'  Peerage '  Book  of  the  King  of  kings  ?  Though 
'  sorrowing/  yet  surely  you  can  and  will  '  rejoice/  I 
only  know  that  I  have  read  of  your  son's  confession 
unto  death  as  though  I  were  carried  back  to  the 
apostolic  age ;  and,  whilst  I  sympathize  with  your 
sorrow  as  a  parent,  I  rejoice  and  am  thankful  that  out 
of  the  evil  and  misery  of  this  cruel  Indian  rebellion  the 
Great  Head  of  the  Church  has  brought  to  light  such  a 
witness  (the  literal  meaning  of  the  word  martyr)  to  His 
truth  and  the  power  of  His  grace, — and  that  at  a  time 
when  faith  so  much  fails,  and  love  is  growing  cold." 


TO  THE  MOTHER. 
SORROW   NOT   AS    THOSE    THAT    HAVE    NO    HOPE. 

"  T  was  not  a  cruel  hand  that  tore 
Thy  blossom  from  the  bough, 
And  traced  another  line  of  woe, 
Bereaved  one,  on  thy  brow. 

"  The  sever'd  cord  will  be  reknit, 

That  wrung  thy  heart's  deep  core, 
Where  shears  of  death  can  enter  not, 
And  life  is  evermore. 

"  There  was  a  scar  upon  his  brow, 

The  farewell  mark  of  death  ; 
It  changed  into  a  martyr's  crown, 
A  holy  victor's  wreath. 

"  Thou  scarce  hadst  deem'd  the  grain  was  ripe 

To  harvest  it  so  soon  ; 
Thou  scarce  hadst  deem'd  the  morning  full, 
When,  lo  !  the  light  of  noon. 


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"  Scarce  was  the  earth-light  kindled,  when 

Its  flame  was  fast  a-gone ; 
But  death  could  not  extinguish  it ; 
For,  lo !  a  star  it  shone. 

"  Thou  would'st  not  have  him  fading  here 
'Mid  earth's  cold  winds  and  showers, 
Rather  than  blooming  even  now 
'Mid  Heaven's  gathered  flowers. 

"  Then  deem  not  thou  as  sad  the  life 

That  had  so  short  an  even  : 
Think  of  his  martyr  glories  now — 
A  chosen  one  of  heaven. 

"  Think  of  thy  hero,  not  thy  boy — 

Thine  angel,  not  thy  son ; 
And  let  thy  worn  heart  yearn  to  know 
The  heaven  he  hath  won. 

"  And  yet  we  cannot  still  the  sigh, 

Forbid  the  dropping  tear — 
He  was  too  bound  to  us,  too  close, 
Too  well-belov'd,  too  dear. 

"  Oh !  may  the  God  that  claimed  His  ow«. 

Be  near  thee  in  thy  sorrow ! 
Life  is  but  short — thy  martyr'd  son 
Shall  greet  thee  on  the  morrow. 

"  LIZZIE  FOSTER." 
"  Evesham." 


FROM  A  LADY. 


"Westow  Hall,  York,  Sept.  16. 
"  SIR, — I  hope  that  even  a  stranger  may  venture  to 


TO    THE    PARENTS.  63 

offer  to  you  some  expression  of  the  deep  sympathy  with 
which  she — in  common,  doubtless,  with  thousands — 
has  read  that  most  touching  account  of  the  manner  in 
which  it  has  pleased  God  that  you  should  be  deprived 
of  a  most  noble  son.  Deep,  indeed,  must  be  the 
anguish  of  his  parents  and  friends;  and  yet  surely, 
dear  Sir,  you  have  the  highest  consolation  in  your 
intensity  of  grief.  Is  it  not  blessed  indeed  to  think 
that  you  had  been  enabled  so  to  bring  up  your  child  as 
he  must  have  been  brought  up,  and  to  think  that  at  an 
age  so  early  he  should  have  been  permitted  to  win  the 
martyr's  glorious  crown  ? 

"  A  few  days  ago,  I  met  with  a  passage  relating  to 
the  unspeakable  horrors  of  this  Indian  war,  which  I 
thought  so  beautiful  and  so  consoling  that  I  copied  it, 
and  now  I  will  venture  to  send  it  to  you.  I  should  be 
indeed  thankful  if  it  should  bring  you  any  thought  of 
comfort : — 

" '  One  thought,  and  one  alone,  can  give  any  support 
to  the  mind  when  these  agonizing  scenes  are  forced  upon 
it.  There  was  One  Spectator,  whose  thoughts  are  not 
as  our  thoughts,  and  in  whose  eyes  every  pang,  every 
indignity,  borne  in  submission  to  His  will,  was  no  stain 
or  pollution,  but  a  fresh  claim  to  glory.  And  among 
the  sufferers  there  may  have  been  those  who  were  sup- 
ported by  something  above  ordinary  Christian  patience, 
by  the  knowledge  that  as  by  their  labours  in  his  service 
they  had  not  feared  to  risk  the  most  fiery  persecution,  as 
in  his  service  they  did  not  refuse  to  suffer  it, — so  He  was 
admitting  them  through  this  gate  of  brief  but  terrible 


64  LINES   TO    THE    MEMORY 

anguish,  to  a  place  in  that  glorious  rest  under  the  altar 
reserved  for  those  "  which  were  slain  for  the  Word  of  God 
and  the  testimony  which  they  held,"  to  cry  out  till  their 
number  is  accomplished,  "How  long,  O  Lord !" 

"Many,  many  are  the  daily  prayers  offered  for  the 
mourners,  among  whom  you  are  now  included ;  and  little 
children  join  in  these  prayers.  I  have  just  now  been 
hearing  a  dear  boy,  Arthur,  and  his  little  sister,  repeat 
their  prayers,  and  one  prayer  is  for  our  countrymen  in 
India,  adding  the  words,  '  Comfort  all  their  friends,  and 
bring  all  at  length  to  heaven  ! ' 

"  May  our  most  loving  Lord,  who  '  healeth  the-  broken 
in  heart  and  giveth  medicine  to  heal  their  sickness/  heal 
and  comfort  you  and  yours,  and  give  you  at  length  a 
blessed  meeting  with  the  beloved  one  whom  you  have 
not  lost ! 

"  Allow  me  to  remain,  dear  Sir, 

"  Yours  in  true  sympathy, 

"SARAH  DONKIN." 


LINES   TO   THE   MEMORY   OF   THE    LATE 
ENSIGN  CHEEK. 

"  '  How  is  he  numbered  among  the  children  of  God,  and  his 
lot  among  the  Saints.'— First  Evening  Lesson  for  AH 
Saints'  Day. 

"  Basking  in  the  light  of  summer, 
England  saw  the  red  bolt  fall, 
And  the  plenteous  joys  of  harvest 
Quench'd  by  tidings  from  Bengal. 


OF   THE    LATE    ENSIGN    CHEEK.  65 

"  Then  too  came  the  mournful  story 

Of  a  youthful  hero's  death, 
With  his  holy  breast-plate  round  him, 
Couch'd  upon  the  shield  of  faith. 

"  Thinking  of  his  pleasant  childhood, 
And  his  parents'  sadden 'd  years, 
We  a  little  while  kept  silence, 
For  we  could  not  speak  for  tears  ; 

"  And  we  said,  such  grief  is  sacred, 

Let  no  careless  foot  intrude 

On  the  holy  ground  of  sorrow, 

Till  its  anguish  be  subdued. 

"  When  the  months  have  faded  slowly 

We  will  give  a  song  for  him, 
With  the  music  of  our  dirges 
Blending  rapture's  loftiest  hymn, — 

"  Turning  with  a  deep  thanksgiving 
From  his  grave  beneath  the  sod, 
To  the  happy  saints  that  slumber 
'In  the  faith  and  fear  of  God.' 

"  Only  such  high  song  of  triumph 

Should  be  poured  above  the  dead 
As  exulting  angels  chanted 
When  the  early  martyrs  bled ; 

"  When,  like  parting  sunlight,  falling 

Swiftly  on  the  dying  year, 
Comes  that  day  of  pure  rejoicing 
Many  a  striving  heart  to  cheer. 

"  We  departed  saints  remember, 

'  Meekly  kneeling  on  our  knees.' 
Oh,  thou  young  and  brave  confessor, 
Come  and  take  thy  place  with  these  ! 
F 


66        LINES    TO    THE    MEMORY   OF    ENSIGN    CHEEK. 

"  With  immortal  hope  to  cheer  thee, 

Strong  the  waves  of  death  to  stem, 
Thou  wert  tempted,  slain,  tormented — 
Come  and  share  the  crown  with  them. 

"  Witnessing  a  good  confession, 

With  a  courage  high  and  calm, 
Comforting  a  wavering  brother, 
Thine  shall  be  the  victor's  palm. 

"  Rest — thy  burning  thirst  is  over, 

All  thine  agony  and  pain  ; 
Thou  hast  quaffed  the  living  water, 
And  shalt  never  thirst  again. 

"  D.  S.  W." 


CONCLUDING   REMARKS.  67 


CHAPTER  V. 

CONCLUDING  REMARKS. 

THE  preceding  memorials  of  the  early  life,  sufferings, 
faith,  and  death  of  Marcus  Cheek,  suggest  some  impor- 
tant remarks,  which  will  form  a  suitable  conclusion  to 
this  work. 

We  see  the  importance  of  having  the  mind  well 
instructed  and  established,  in  early  life,  in  the  principles 
of  the  religion  of  Christ.  The  season  of  childhood  and 
youth  is  the  best  time  for  sowing  the  seed  of  religious 
instruction.  The  mind  is  then  most  tender,  more  sus- 
ceptible of  religious  impression,  and  more  free  from 
those  evil  principles  by  which  advancing  youth  is  sure  to 
be  assailed ;  and  thus,  with  the  blessing  of  God,  becomes 
fortified  and  strengthened  against  temptations.  To 
withhold  religious  training  from  the  child,  is  to  launch 
inexperienced  youth  on  a  treacherous  ocean,  without 
rudder  or  compass,  the  sport  of  every  wind  that  blows, 
to  be  driven  on  the  rocks  or  engulphed  in  the  deep. 
Religious  principles  implanted  in  childhood  are  the 
seeds  of  future  excellence  and  usefulness.  They  may 
be  long  buried,  and  may  be  thought  to  be  lost ;  but 
F  2 


68  CONCLUDING   REMARKS. 

though  in  some  cases  it  may  be  so,  yet  we  know  that, 
unless  the  seed  be  sown  at  the  proper  season,  there  can 
be  no  harvest.  Though,  for  a  time,  the  field  may  give 
no  promise  of  fruitfulness,  it  is  a  ground  of  hope  that 
the  seed  has  been  sown  — that  the  seed  is  there.  It  is  a 
further  ground  of  hope  that  the  Divine  promise  assures 
us  of  the  blessing :  "  In  due  time  ye  shall  reap  if  ye 
faint  not."  The  time  will  arrive  in  which  it  will  be 
manifest  that  religious  principles,  early  imparted,  have 
been  the  seeds  of  those  excellencies  which  are  developed 
in  after  years, — that  thus  the  mind  has  been  trained 
and  moulded  for  new  and  untried  circumstances,  and 
strengthened  to  resist  temptation,  to  endure  affliction, 
to  bless  others,  and  to  glorify  God.  Let  parents  and 
guardians  of  our  youth,  by  assiduous  religious  teaching, 
and  with  earnest  prayer,  thus  implant  religious  princi- 
ples, and  right  practice  and  religious  fruitfulness  will  be 
the  result.  If  they  neglect  this,  and  yet  expect  that 
our  youths  will  be  virtuous  and  holy,  they  are  guilty  of 
the  folly  of  those  who  expect  to  reap  the  harvest,  but 
have  neglected  to  sow  the  seed.  What  pleasing  proof 
of  this  have  we  in  the  case  of  Marcus  Cheek.  His 
voluntary  dedication  of  himself  to  God  in  Confirmation 
at  Brussels,  his  own  desire  to  renew  that  dedication  at 
the  Lord's  Table,  on  the  first  opportunity  that  offered 
on  his  return  to  England,  are  proofs  of  this.  The 
religious  principles  implanted  in  childhood,  developed 
their  vitality  and  efficacy  in  India,  sustaining  him  in 
the  time  of  suffering,  and  nerving  him  with  Christian 
courage,  rather  to  die  for  Christ  than  to  deny  Him. 


CONCLUDING   REMARKS.  69 

Oh,  that  like  Marcus  Cheek,  every  young  reader  of  this 
work  were  persuaded,  and  enabled  by  Divine  grace,  to 
give  up  the  heart  early  to  God,  and  to  walk  in  his  ways. 
Such  know  not  the  future  circumstances  of  their  coming 
days, — what  temptations,  what  trials,  what  dangers,  are 
before  them.  The  only  sure  way  to  happiness,  to 
safety,  and  comfort,  under  trouble, — to  courage  and 
support  in  the  face  of  peril  and  death,  is,  in  sincerity 
and  prayer,  early  to  give  up  the  heart  to  God  and  his 
service. 

We  have  in  the  narrative  of  Marcus  Cheek  an 
instructive  instance  of  the  value  and  power  of  living 
faith  in  God,  to  sustain  under  suffering  and  give  courage 
in  death.  Where  we  see  the  fruits  of  faith,  we  cannot 
doubt  its  reality  and  vitality.  It  is  one  principle  end 
and  use  of  biography,  especially  of  religious  biography, 
to  show  us  how  men  of  like  passions  with  ourselves 
have  acted  in  difficult  circumstances,  and  to  develop 
the  principles  by  which  they  were  influenced  and 
sustained.  There  are  some  situations  and  circumstances 
in  life  in  which  some  deem  it  next  to  impossible  to 
maintain  real  dignity  and  consistency ;  but  holy  Scrip- 
tures, which  are  adapted  for  all  conditions  of  life,  and 
furnish  rules  and  examples  for  conduct  under  all  diffi- 
culties, record  how  Joseph  and  Daniel  served  God  and 
benefitted  their  fellow-creatures  when  captives  to 
heathen  masters.  The  unlooked-for  calamities  which 
have  overwhelmed  our  countrymen  in  India  may  have 
been  in  many  cases  rendered  yet  more  dreadful  by  the 
idea  of  the  difficulty  of  retaining  true  dignity  and 


70  CONCLUDING   REMARKS. 

honour  in  such  circumstances ;  and  brave  men  and 
high-minded  women,  fearing  shame  more  than  death, 
may  be  almost  tempted  to  despair  and  desperation 
rather  than  fall  under  the  power  of  their  enemies.  Such 
despair  and  desperation  are  both  alike  equally  forbidden 
by  the  lessons  and  examples  of  holy  Scripture.  Living 
faith  in  God  is  the  best  and  only  sure  preservative  in 
these  temptations  and  dangers.  The  concluding  verses 
of  that  history  of  the  power  of  faith  recorded  in  Heb. 
xi.  32 — 40  show  us  what  great  things  faith  can  do  and 
suffer.  The  case  of  Daniel  and  his  young  companions 
in  Babylon  seems  recorded  on  purpose  to  meet  such 
cases  as  are  now  occurring  in  India,  and  such  as  that 
in  which  Marcus  Cheek  was  placed.  Daniel  and  his 
companions  resisted  the  temptations  from  the  royal 
table :  thus  commencing  their  brilliant  course  with  that 
self-denial  which  was  the  foundation  of  future  greatness, 
by  perseverance  in  the  strictest  temperance,  and  main- 
taining the  habit  of  prayer  even  when  it  exposed  them 
to  danger  and  death.  May  we  not  remark  the  pleasing 
indication  of  this  in  the  fact  of  Marcus  Cheek's  early 
retirement  from  the  mess-room,  on  the  fatal  night,  to 
his  own  house,  most  likely  for  meditation  and  prayer  ? 
We  mark  in  Daniel  and  his  companions,  when  tempted 
and  threatened  to  deny  God  by  an  act  of  idolatry,  how 
living  faith  in  God  sustained  and  triumphed  !  When 
threatened  with  a  fearful  death  unless  they  bowed  down 
to  worship  the  idol,  what  fidelity  to  God,  what  true 
heroism,  is  shown  in  their  firm  reply : — "  If  it  be  so, 
our  God  whom  we  serve  is  able  to  deliver  us  from  the 


CONCLUDING    REMARKS.  71 

burning  fiery  furnace,  and  He  will  deliver  us  out  of 
thine  hand,  0  King.  But  if  not,  be  it  known  unto 
thee,  0  King,  that  we  will  not  serve  thy  gods,  nor 
worship  the  golden  image  which  thou  hast  set  up  ! "  * 
Here  is  the  power  and  triumph  of  living  faith  in  God. 
Such  was  the  faith  of  Marcus  Cheek,  when  threatened 
with  death  unless  he  denied  his  Saviour :  "  Anything 
but  give  up  my  faith  in  my  Redeemer ! "  was  his  noble 
reply,  and  such  was  the  faith  to  which  he  exhorted  and 
encouraged  others.  Noble  boy  !  thy  example  speaks  to 
a  thousand  hearts  the  power  of  faith  to  impart  true 
courage  and  triumph  in  hours  of  suffering  and  death ! 
May  the  youths  of  your  loved  native  land  learn  from 
thy  example  the  necessity  and  value  of  living  faith  in 
God,  to  protect  them  in  the  hour  of  temptation,  to 
deliver  them  in  peril;  and  then,  whatever  may  befall 
the  fleshly  tabernacle,  their  spirits  will  be  happy  and 
safe ;  for  "  the  souls  of  the  righteous  are  in  the  hand  of 
the  Lord,  and  there  shall  no  torment  touch  them." 
Such  a  faith,  founded  in  assured  belief  of  the  Divine 
promises,  and  a  realizing  sense  of  the  Divine  presence, 
takes  firm  hold  of  the  strength  of  the  Almighty,  and 
gives  unearthly  support  and  triumph  in  danger, 
suffering,  and  death. 

We  learn  also  from  the  case  of  Marcus  Cheek  the 
duty  and  honour  of  boldly  confessing  Christ  before  men. 
The  case  of  Daniel  and  his  companions,  before  referred 
to,  is  one  among  many  instances  to  show  that  such 
courage  and  heroic  faith,  contrary  to  the  ideas  of  some 
*  Daniel  iii.  17,  18. 


72  CONCLUDING    REMARKS. 

timid  and  unfaithful  professors,  is  crowned  with  respect 
and  even  temporal  advancement ;  for  we  read,  "  Then 
the  King  promoted  Shadrach,  Meshach,  and  Abed-nego, 
in  the  province  of  Babylon  !  "  *  Nothing  is  lost,  even 
in  a  temporal  point  of  view,  by  fidelity  to  God  and  his 
service.  But  we  must  take  higher  ground.  Such  the 
promise  of  the  Saviour  sets  before  us : — "  Whosoever, 
therefore,  shall  confess  me  before  men,  him  will  I  con- 
fess also  before  my  Father  (and  before  the  angels  of 
God)  which  is  in  heaven."  f  The  connexion  in  which 
this  promise  is  found  clearly  points  to  similar  circum- 
stances as  those  in  which  Marcus  Cheek  confessed  and 
honoured  the  Saviour.  "  Fear  not  them  which  kill  the 
body,  but  are  not  able  to  kill  the  soul :  but  rather  fear 
Him  which  is  able  to  destroy  both  body  and  soul  in 
hell;  whosoever  shall  confess  me  before  men,  him  will 
I  confess  also  before  my  Father  which  is  in  heaven." 
How  glorious  the  promise !  When  our.  young  hero 
sunk  in  weakness  into  the  arms  of  death,  the  Saviour, 
whom  he  boldly  confessed,  received  his  emancipated 
spirit  and  confessed  him  before  his  Father.  And  when 
the  Saviour  shall  come  again  "  in  glorious  majesty  "  to 
raise  his  sleeping  saints  He  will  confess  before  an 
assembled  universe  Marcus  Cheek  as  one  of  that 
"noble  army  of  martyrs,"  who  thus  honoured  him 
"  before  men."  Marcus  has  received  .from  his  Saviour 
the  martyr's  crown  :  for  He  hath  said, — "  Be  thou 
faithful  unto  death,  and  I  will  give  thee  the  crown  of 
life  !  "  But  how  fearful 'the  alternative : — "  Whosoever 
*  Dan.  iii.  30.  f  Matt.  x.  32 ;  Luke  xii.  8. 


CONCLUDING   REMARKS.  73 

shall  deny  me  before  men,  him  will  I  also  deny  before 
my  Father  which  is  in  heaven  !  " 

The  present  fearful  state  of  India  and  its  future 
prospects  cannot,  in  conclusion,  properly  pass  unnoticed. 
British  dominion  there  has  now  existed  for  nearly  100 
years.  Though  its  beginning  was  small,  its  increase 
and  extension  by  conquest  and  cession  is  extraordinary. 
That  so  mighty  an  empire,  with  a  population  of  little 
short  of  two  hundred  millions  of  Hindoos  and  Moham- 
medans, should  have  been  brought  under  British  sway, 
is  in  itself  indicative  of  some  great  design  of  Providence 
to  be  accomplished  by  this  country  for  the  welfare  of 
India.  This  design  will  not  be  overlooked  or  mistaken 
by  a  Christian  people.  It  was  not  that  Britain  might 
be  enriched  by  the  treasures  of  the  East;  but  that 
India  might  receive  from  her  what  is  far  more  necessary 
and  valuable,  "the  unsearchable  riches"  of  the  know- 
ledge of  a  Saviour ;  not  that  Britain  might  be  aggran- 
dised by  an  Empire,  on  which  it  is  vauntingly  said, 
"  the  sun  never  sets/'  but  that  India  might  be  added 
to  the  kingdom  of  our  Lord  Jesus  Christ.  It  is  for 
this  high  and  holy  object  British  dominion  has  been 
established  in  India ;  our  tenure  of  India  depends  upon 
our  fulfilment  of  this  high  trust  and  destiny.  It  is  by 
Evangelizing  India  we  can  only  hope  to  civilize  her. 
Our  duty  as  a  Christian  nation  and  Church  to  attempt 
this  is  not  doubtful  or  optional,  but  clear  and  impera- 
tive. The  Saviour's  command,  that  his  Gospel  shall  be 
preached  in  "  all  nations/'  and  compassion  for  the  souls 
of  the  millions  held  under  cruel  and  debasing  super- 


74  CONCLUDING   REMARKS. 

stitions,  demand  this  of  Christian  Britain.  Alas  !  how 
little  has  been  done  by  us  to  fulfil  this  great  duty  of 
christianizing  India.  The  aggregate  of  all  Christian 
efforts  and  success  is  thus  summarily  stated : — 

"  Missionaries  have  been  established  in  more  than 
300  stations  throughout  India:  mission-schools  have 
amounted  to  the  number  of  2,015.  There  have  been 
nearly  80,000  children  in  these  schools.  Missionaries 
have  itinerated  in  all  directions,  singly  and  in  company, 
with  native  Christians,  and  nearly  80,000  Christian 
converts  have  been  made  in  Southern  India." 

But  great  as  this  effort  and  success  may  appear,  and 
full  of  promise  as  it  is  for  the  future,  it  is  mostly  the 
result  of  the  Divine  blessing  on  the  voluntary  efforts  of 
the  Christian  Church.  The  Government,  whether  at 
home  or  abroad,  has  made  no  decided  effort  as  a 
Government  for  the  religious  instruction  and  conver- 
sion of  the  millions  of  its  heathen  subjects  in  India. 
It  has  established  the  Eastern  Episcopacy,  and  provided 
chaplains  for  the  English  residents,  its  military  and 
civil  officers ;  but  as  a  professedly  Christian  nation  and 
Government  no  provision  has  been  made  for  the  conver- 
sion of  the  heathen.  On  the  subject,  the  remarks  of 
the  Bishop  of  Durham,  in  a  speech  delivered  lately  at 
Durham,  will  find  an  echo  in  thousands  of  hearts. 
The  Bishop  expressed  regret  "  to  be  obliged  to  say  that 
he  thought  England,  in  all  her  dealings  with  her  empire 
in  India,  had  not  been  true  to  the  Christian  principles 
and  faith  she  professed.  He  did  feel  they  had  been 
over-indulgent  in  dealing  with  the  hideous  superstitions 


CONCLUDING   REMARKS.  75 

which  pervaded  that  land.  They  had  given,  as  a 
Government,  their  full  confidence  and  support  to  the 
idolatrous  religions  of  the  country,  while,  as  a  Govern- 
ment, they  had  given  no  encouragement  to  the  propaga- 
tion of  the  Gospel  of  Christ ;  and  it  was  with  feelings 
of  deep  sorrow  that  he  heard  with  his  own  ears  in  the 
House  of  Lords  the  charge  brought  against  the  present 
Governor-General  of  India,  that  he  had  given  a  contri- 
bution to  a  Missionary  Society.  That  was  imputed  to 
him  as  a  crime,  and  as  a  grievous  wrong  to  the  religion 
of  the  country  over  which  he  was  called  to  govern. 
Did  it  not  seem  that  this  was  a  retribution  for  their 
conduct  towards  that  empire  ?  If  they  had  civilized,  if 
they  had  christianized  those  who  had  now  turned  round 
upon  them  with  such  barbarous  ferocity,  they  would 
not  have  been  exposed  to  those  calamities  which  have 
befallen  them.  They  were  guilty  as  a  nation  for  not 
having  boldly  taught  that  religion  to  others  which  they 
professed  themselves.  Earnestly  did  he  hope  that  the 
result  of  the  war  might  lead  to  the  adoption  of  a 
different  policy  by  this  country."  The  unworthy  fear 
that  our  empire  in  the  East  would  be  endangered  by  our 
discouragement  of  and  interference  as  a  Christian 
Government  with  the  superstitions  of  the  people,  is 
refuted  by  the  fact  that  in  those  parts  of  India  where 
missionary  labours  have  been  most  active  and  most  suc- 
cessful, there  order  and  safety  are  enjoyed,  and  this 
rebellious  outbreak,  with  its  attendant  horrors,  are  but 
little  felt  or  feared. 

It  is  an  opinion,  confirmed  by  the  testimony  of  mis- 
sionaries and    others    resident   in    India,    and    best 


76  CONCLUDING   REMARKS. 

acquainted  with  the  feelings  of  the  people,  that  this 
fearful  outbreak  of  violence  and  insurrection  is  to  be 
traced  not  to  any  real  or  imaginary  wrongs  done 
to  India,  but  that  it  is  mainly  a  religious,  a  Moham- 
medan movement,  having  for  its  object  not  only  the 
overthrow  of  British  dominion,  but  the  expulsion 
and  extirpation  of  all  Christians  and  Christianity  from 
India.  The  violence,  the  unparalleled  cruelties  on  Chris- 
tians, is  but  acting  out  the  principles  inculcated  in  the 
Shasters  of  the  Hindoos,  and  especially  in  the  Koran 
of  the  Mohammedans.  And  is  it  not  humiliating  and 
astounding  that  in  the  schools  established  for  native 
instruction  by  the  Indian  Government,  that  the  Shaster 
and  the  Koran  should  be  received  in  those  schools  as 
books  of  instruction  while,  at  the  same  time,  the  holy 
Scriptures  are  ignored  and  proscribed?  An  Indian 
officer  in  the  Madras  Presidency  thus  writes :  "  You 
will  have  seen  that  we  are  now  passing  through  what  is, 
without  doubt,  the  greatest  peril  to  which  our  Indian 
Empire  has  ever  been  exposed.  I  do  not  feel  at  all 
doubtful  as  to  its  ultimate  issue,  because  I  feel  per- 
suaded that  our  mission  in  India  has  not  yet  been  ful- 
filled; and  because  the  present  fierce  outbreak,  what- 
ever may  be  its  real  cause,  has  been  distinctly  put  by 
the  mutineers  themselves,  Mohammedans  as  well  as 
Hindoos,  upon  the  ground  of  religion.  It  has  the  cha- 
racter, consequently,  of  an  open  contest  for  Satan 
against  Christ,  and  '  He  shall  have  them  in  derision.5  ' 
What,  then,  is  the  duty  of  the  Home  and  of  the 
Indian  Government,  on  the  putting  down  of  the  present 
rebellion  in  India,  with  a  view  to  the  re-settlement  and 


CONCLUDING   REMARKS.  77 

re-construction  of  the  government  of  our  Eastern 
Empire  ?  It  is  required  that  we  act  towards  India  as  a 
decidedly  Christian  Power.  That  no  direct  encourage- 
ment be  given  to  idolatry,  no  favouritism  or  preference 
be  shown  to  idolaters,  or  to  castes,  the  existence, 
tolerance,  and  influence  of  which  are  the  source  of  so 
many  social  evils  in  India,  and  the  cause,  in  a  great 
measure,  of  the  present  calamities.  In  the  administra- 
tion of  righteous  and  equal  laws  for  all,  in  our  civil  and 
military  employments,  caste  must  not  be  recog- 
nized as  a  qualification  or  a  ground  of  preference, 
or  conversion  to  Christianity  a  disadvantage  or  dis- 
qualification. In  the  Indian  schools  patronized  by 
'the  Government,  the  Holy  Scriptures  must  be  admitted 
and  used  for  instruction.  "Mere  secular  education 
without  the  Word  of  God,"  as  a  missionary  justly 
remarks,  "  is  training  up  a  race  of  infidels,  and  not  the 
right  way  to  make  loyal  subjects  for  Queen  Victoria — 
to  say  nothing  of  aught  else/'  Though  it  is  not  the 
duty  of  a  Christian  Government  to  attempt  by  coercion 
the  putting  down  of  the  false  religions  and  debasing 
superstitions  of  India,  it  is  clearly  its  duty  as  a  Chris- 
tian Power  that  full  means  of  Christian  instruction  be 
provided  for  the  natives,  that  eveiy  part  of  the  country 
be  fully  and  freely  opened  to  Christian  missionaries^ 
and  that  all  protection  and  encouragement  be  given  to 
them.  The  Church  of  God  must  awake  and  arise  to  a 
deeper  sense  of  the  duty  of  doing  more,  and  of  making 
greater  efforts  and  sacrifices  for  the  christianization  of 
India  than  she  has  ever  yet  done. 


78  CONCLUDING   REMARKS. 

Though  at  present  dark  clouds  brood  over  our  Eastern 
Empire,  yet  the  Christian  believer  in  the  revealed  pur- 
poses and  promises  of  God — not  doubting  for  a  moment 
that  what  is  now  happening  "  will  turn  out  rather  unto 
the  furtherance  of  the  Gospel " — will  look  forward  with 
faith  and  hope  to  brighter  and  better  days  for  that  dark 
land.  The  Gospel,  which  has  triumphed  over  the  for- 
midable superstitions  of  olden  times,  has  lost  nothing  of 
its  heavenly  power.  It  has  already  achieved  glorious 
triumphs  in  India.  The  seed  of  the  Word  of  God  has 
been  widely  sown  there,  and  will  yield  a  glorious  harvest. 
The  light  of  the  Gospel  which  has  broken  upon  those 
dark  places  of  the  earth  heralds  a  coming  glorious  day. 
What  though  as  yet  it  resembles  the  dim  twilight  of  the 
morning  breaking  gently  on  the  long  deathlike  slumbers 
of  the  millions  there,  it  is  surely  leading  on  the  full 
splendours  of  the  day  when  God  will  "  destroy  the  cover- 
ing cast  over  all  people,  and  the  vail  that  is  spread  over 
all  nations."  India  shall  one  day  cast  away  her  idols 
and  her  superstitions,  and  become  "  the  Kingdom  of  our 
God  and  his  Christ, — "As  surely  as  I  live,  saith  the 
Lord,  the  whole  earth  shall  be  filled  with  his  glory." 

"  Come  forth  out  of  Thy  royal  chambers,  0  Prince  of 
all  the  kings  of  the  earth ;  put  on  the  visible  robes  of 
Thy  imperial  majesty,  take  up  that  unlimited  sceptre 
which  Thy  Almighty  Father  hath  bequeathed  Thee; 
for  now  the  voice  of  the  Bride  calls  Thee,  and  all 
creatures  sigh  to  be  renewed/' — MILTON. 


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