Grand Cayman, West Indies
By Frank Hall
GEORGETOWN.—July 23 I left for the east end, about twenty-four miles from here. My bicycle could carry me only twelve miles, owing to the heavy sand, so I had to walk the rest of the journey. This is where that brother of whom I wrote the last time is living. It is the fourteenth year now that he has stood alone as a Sabbath-keeper. During that whole time he has not been free to talk to the people about the truth; but now he has freedom, not only with the people, but with his wife and two of his children, who have accepted the message. I remained there two weeks, holding meetings every evening, and as a result eight have taken their stand for the truth. One is a prominent man of the village who once wrote and asked the Roman Catholics to send a missionary here. After my arrival, he was taken sick, and I attended him with success. Further result will be learned from his letter, as follows:— “I thank God this morning that I am permitted to convey to you the glad tidings God has revealed to me in answer to my prayers—the truth of the gospel and the light of salvation. All my doubts and fears are removed. I asked God last night to enable me to cross over the line, and to reveal to me the joy of his salvation. This morning I found myself rejoicing in Christ Jesus. “You are at liberty to use this declaration in any way you deem necessary. I only ask that I may be permitted to offer a prayer in your service to-day. May God use you as an instrument in his cause, and may all your efforts be crowned with success. Mrs. Hall is doing her best in the nursing department at home. She can not go out among the people, but they come to her for advice and treatment. “Pray ye therefore the Lord of the harvest, that he will send forth laborers into his harvest.” Truly we are in need of help. FRANK HALL.