Nama 11
18890101

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TE HOA MAORI, WITH " I haere mai hoki te Tama a te tangata ki te rapu ki te whakaora i te mea i ngaro." Ruka 19.10. " For the Son of man is come to seek and to save that which was lost." Luke 19.10. NAMA 11. ( AKARANA, HAUNARE, 1889. (Registered as No. 11. AUCKLAND, JANUARY, 1889. a Magazine. " Kahore he aroha o tetahi i rahi ake i tenei, kia tuku te tangata i a ia ano kia mate mo ona hoa."—Hoani xv. 13. " Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends-"—John xv. 13. " Heoi e whakakitea nuitia ana e te Atua tona aroha ki a tatou, i a tatou hoki e hara ana, ka mate a te Karaiti mo tatou."—Roma v. 8. "But God commendeth His love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us."—Rom. v. 8. "TOKORUA I MATE MOKU."

•KUA takiri te ata, ho marino, he pai, he marama, ko nga kapua me te awha me te ua o te po kua whakatahe, kua pai. Ko te hau whakahara o te po kua turaki i nga rakau tupu o to ngahere; a i mamae o matou ngakau, no tu mea i haeremai i roto i te kaha o te hau nga ano o te waha tangata, a kua mohio matou tora ho kaipuke e paea ana e akina ana e te ngaru ki te toka, ,1 tera pea te tane, te waihine, te tamariki te horomia mai ra e te moana. I te aonga o te ata, haere ana ahau ki tatahi; kua mutu te awha, e whiti ana te ra, kanapanapa mai ana te moana, e koroki ana te manu i waenga kaanga i ko tata atu, ko nga mahinga o te awha e putu ana i uta, ara nga pakaruhanga o nga kaipuke. Titiro mihi atu ana ahau me te meake ano taku whakaaro, tokohia ra o nga tangata o enei kaipuke tahuri, i ora mai i te mate "TWO DIED FOR ME."

THE morning had broken bright, and clear, and beautiful after a wild night of fierce howling wind and driving rain. The wind had seemed to us like a hurricane, sweeping by, relentlessly uprooting trees, hurling down chimney-pots, breaking or bending everything that opposed its mad career ; and our hearts had ached as, above the noise of the raging storm had come to us sounds of distress over the foaming waters, and we bad known too surely that some vessel or vessels were battling with the waves, and that men, and perhaps women and little children, were facing the dread realities of eternity, and that, alone in the darkness, terror-stricken and despair- ing, many a one might be finding a watery grave. When morning came I stood on the sea- shore ; the storm had ceased, and now the sun shone brightly, the sea sparkled and