The author of this memoir had written to Kallihirua, whilst he was at
St. Augustine's, and had received from him a letter shortly, and
plainly expressed, which the Warden stated to have been composed and
written by the youth himself, and which proved how anxious he was to
do well that which was given him to do. The author afterwards often
thought of the amiable Kalli, and was in hopes of soon hearing from
him in his new abode in Newfoundland. But man proposeth, and God
disposeth. A St. John's paper, _The Newfoundland Express_, taken up
casually in July, 1856, conveyed the intelligence that Kallihirua had
passed away from this busy anxious world to another, and, we humbly
and reasonably hope, a better and happier.
A melancholy interest generally attaches to the history of individuals
dying in a foreign and strange land, far from friends and home. The
separation from all they have known and loved is, in their case, so
entire, the change of their circumstances, habits, and associations,
so great, that such a dispensation specially appeals to the sympathy
of all Christian hearts.