When Allen Gardiner and his companion landed at Gregory’s Bay, Wissale the chief, and the whole of his tribe were absent on a hunting expedition, but after a few days they returned. Wissale was a tall powerful man. He wore a guanco mantle and skin boots. His head was bound with a scarlet band, and from his waist hung a handsome dirk. He had been to Rio Aegro in quest of horses. When he entered the hut in which the missionaries lived, he began to appropriate whatever he took a fancy for, including their caps and hats. This they bore cheerfully, but they saw that Wissale was not to be trusted. The chief’s demeanor soon changed; he refused to partake of dinner which the missionaries had prepared for him, and sat in the midst of his followers with his mantle closely hugged round him, his upper lip covered, which is always a sign of displeasure. He soon assumed a threatening attitude, refused to receive presents, and was found to be secretly plotting against them. In their perplexity the two lone servants were cast upon the living God, and it is refreshing to learn from an entry made in Captain Gardiner’s diary at this very time how their souls were sustained in the day of trial. He writes— “Our hopes of deliverance were not built on any measure of our own devising. We betook ourselves to our sure refuge, the God of all means, the Father of the friendless, assured that if it should be consistent with His glory, not a hair of our heads would be touched.” Then the two tried but trusting servants of Christ opened their Bibles and read from the twenty-sixth chapter of Isaiah, “Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on Thee, because he trusteth in Thee. Trust ye in the Lord forever, for in the Lord Jehovah is everlasting strength.” And thus strengthened by the sure word of Jehovah’s promise, they knelt upon the mud floor of their hut, committed themselves to the care of Him who never slumbers, and were soon sleeping calmly while guardian angels encamped around, between them and the angry heathen who thirsted for their blood. The following day an English vessel anchored in the bay, which when Wissale saw, he evidently feared had come to remove the missionaries. His manner suddenly changed: He told the captain of the vessel to carry a message to the people of England that his “heart was towards his brother, Captain Gardiner,” and he solemnly promised in the presence of the whole crew that he would protect the two missionaries. But after the vessel had sailed, Wissale returned to his sullen mood, and threatened the lives of the missionaries. They regarded this as an indication of God’s mind to move to other fields, and so with sore hearts they had to abandon all hope of reaching the dwellers of Gregory Bay with the Gospel. The time spent there may seem to have been in vain, but no such thought clouded the spirits of the faithful ambassadors of Christ. Like their Master, when they were persecuted in one place they had learned to flee to another, and although no present fruit of their Labor was seen, they were assured it was not in “vain in the Lord.” True success consists not in apparent results, but in doing the will of God; and we may rest assured that in the day of Christ’s judgment seat, such labor will not fail of its reward. Thus Allen Gardiner had learned to reckon, for we find him writing in his journal at this time “No labor for Christ is lost.”