Earlier text: A TEACHER SENT FROM GODREVEAL CHRIST TO THE CHILDREN
By M. M. M.
Are we showing Christ to the children? Are we revealing Him to them in our looks, words, and actions? Only through our life can they know Christ; the only way they can see His tender, pitying smile, and realize His love for them, even when rebellious and disobedient, is to see it in our face. But, you plead, This child is so trying, hateful, and aggravating, and has such an unlovely disposition. Yes, and that is why you should show Christ to him; for it is an evidence that the childish heart has been starved for want of Him. May God pity the little ones who are in this condition. Unkind words and harsh looks, fault-finding, threatening,—all these things hide the sunshine of the Saviour’s face from little children, as surely as storm-clouds and rain hide the sunshine from the earth. The little ones suffer when they are under this cloud. They are out of harmony with that law of love which governs the universe, and there follows a confused and morbid condition of mind, which, if continued, must result in disaster. Would finding fault be a source of encouragement to us? Would it help us on in the better way to receive frowning looks when we need a smile? Are we faultless ourselves? Have we no need of the Father’s pitying compassion and forgiveness? Did not He, even after years of sin and rebellion against Him, extend to us with infinite love and longing, the invitation to come and find rest? He knew the weariness, the heartache, the loss, we suffered by wandering in the wilderness of sin, and He pitied us with a great pity, and loved us with a great love, in spite of all our waywardness. I have known a mother to take her willful child and with solemn mien and true earnestness undertake to impress upon his mind the enormity of his guilt when committing some misdemeanor, yet no sign of relenting or sorrow for his act would be evinced. But when the Spirit of Christ came into her heart, it showed in the pitying tenderness in her eyes, and immediately two young arms were thrown about her neck, and warm kisses were showered upon her face. Children recognize the true Spirit of Christ manifested in us, and they readily respond. O that God could teach us—every father, every mother, every one who has any association whatever with little children—to show Christ Jesus to them. They need this; it is their right. Forbid them not. My heart is often stirred within me at the lack of Christlike love shown in the training of children: and I fear there will be a sad awakening by and by, if we do not wake up now, and manifest more of that spirit of pure, true love, which has an irresistible power upon even the most wayward. Christ’s Example of Prayer and Labor
“CHRIST sought for men wherever He could find them,—in the public streets, in private houses, in the synagogues, by the seaside. He toiled all day, preaching to the multitude, and healing the sick that were brought to Him; and frequently, after He had dismissed the people that they might return to their homes to rest and sleep, He spent the entire night in prayer, to come forth and renew His labors in the morning.” BOBBY’S POCKET
By Carolyn Wells
OUR Bobby is a little boy of six years or so; And every kind of rubbish in his pocket he will stow. One day he thought he’d empty it (so he again could stock it), And here’s an alphabet of what was found in Bobby’s pocket: A was a rosy apple, with some bites out here and there; B was a bouncing rubber ball that bounded in the air. C was a crispy, crusty cake, with citron on the top; D was a dancing donkey that could jump around and hop. E was a little robin’s egg, all speckled blue and brown; F was a fluffy feather that was white and soft as down. G was a lively grasshopper, whose legs and wings were green; H was a grimy handkerchief that once perhaps was clean. I was a plaster image that had lost its plaster head; J was a jolly jumping-jack all painted blue and red. K was a keen and shining knife, ’twould cut the toughest bark; L was a little wooden lion, strayed out of Noah’s ark. M was a marble, large and round, with colors bright and clear; N was a bent and rusty nail, of little use, I fear. O was a tiny oil-can, which was always upside down; P was a penny Bob had saved to spend some day in town. Q was a quilted ear-tab, which had lost its velvet mate; R was a ring with glassy gem of wondrous size and weight. S was a string, a piece of soap, a stone, a sponge, a stick; T was a lump of taffy, exceeding soft and thick. U, an umbrella-handle of silver-mounted horn; V was a comic valentine, a little creased and worn. W was some sticky wax, lovely to pinch and mold; X was an old express receipt, worn out in every fold. Y was a lot of yellow yarn, all bunched up like a mop; Z was a jagged piece of zinc, found in a plumber’s shop. All these are Bob’s possessions; he loves each single thing, And owning all these treasures; he’s as happy as a king. — Carolyn Wells, in Little Folks. UNITY AND LOVE
By H. I. White
H. I. WHITE
(Columbia, O. T.) OUR SAVIOUR was very anxious that His followers should be bound together with the bands of love. As I have been among our people in different places, I have often been pained to see the lack of love that too often exists. It has ever been the work of the enemy of souls to bring contention into the Church, that there may be coldness among the followers of the Lord; for he knows that by so doing he can deprive us of the power we should otherwise have. We are too ready to listen to some real, or more often supposed, wrong, and let him magnify it until we are in a state of mind where he can impart a spirit of hatred in our hearts; or perhaps we may see or hear something about our brother or sister that we think is not right. Then the devil puts it into our hearts to go and talk it over with some other brother or sister, until, before we know it, we have lost the love we had for that brother, and have put ourselves where Satan can use us to keep up contention. Surely, the Lord is not well pleased with that kind of work, and I fear that if there is not a change, and that soon, many of us will not be prepared for translation when the Lord comes to take His people home. Let each of us carefully study, and apply to our own lives, Matt. 7: 3-5, and then we shall be better prepared to have compassion on our brother. The Saviour prayed that we might become one even as He and the Father are one. John 17: 20-24. He had a purpose in that prayer, a purpose which I fear many of us do not see—that because of our love one for another the world might believe in our Saviour. Do you see, then, that we are standing in the way of the conversion of sinners, and are keeping our children away from the Saviour by not being perfectly bound together in love? As a people we can never enjoy the full measure of the Spirit, and be clothed with the power that the Lord wants us to have, until the Saviour’s prayer has been answered. May the Lord hasten the day when we shall see eye to eye. HUMAN nature rebels against submission, and it is a difficult lesson to learn. To displace our will, and replace it by His will, is a trying ordeal through which we need to pass. The great lesson we may learn is continually to submit our way to His way, and our will to the will of the Holy Spirit, who in all things is to be our guide. Yield ourselves. Accept Him. Receive ye the Holy Ghost. Learn of Him. Be taught by Him of the supreme excellence of His will concerning us, and of the blessedness of submitting to that will. Easy and delightful is this submission. We are apt to think of it as hardship, as oppressive, as disturbing and destroying. Not so! It is a privilege to have ours lost in His. It is joy and gladness to be swallowed up in Him. It is wisdom to have our ignorance submerged in His knowledge, and our weakness lost in His almightiness? Are we learners? Do we sit at His feet, and are we letting Him take of the things of God and make them known unto us? Have we learned—are we learning—the sweet lessons of submission? When we do,—when we cease from ourselves, and stop desiring and demanding our own way, but give ourselves to Him to have His way; when we cease from pleading and praying for Him to alter His purpose to accept ours, to please us, and the cry of our soul is, “Thy will be done,”—then the morning has come, the day has dawned, the clouds have scattered; the singing of the birds and the incense of the flowers and the music of the atmosphere, fills our senses with gladness, and overflows our souls with joy. Life is exultant, death is glorious, and He makes all things work together for good. Hail, submission! His will, His power, His glory! When our eye becomes single, our whole body is full of light. Then His will becomes ours, and ours His, and there is but one will. That will will prevail,—all failures will turn into successes, all disappointments will disappear. Blessed! “My will is the will of my God!”—no friction, no fighting without nor fears within. Great peace—my peace—a peace that passeth understanding—the peace of God! No opposition to His will! A yielding—yielding is strength, submission is bliss. Let us learn submission, and be glad to submit ourselves. LIVING UNTO GOD
By T. E. BOWEN
While the Lord loves His children as dearly in the hour of death as at any other time, and counts them His, although sleeping, yet greater emphasis in the Word is put upon our living for God than upon our dying for Him. Among the most precious things God counts our living for Him. He says: “Likewise reckon ye yourselves to be dead indeed unto sin, but alive unto God through Jesus Christ our Lord.” When the temptations of the enemy are being pressed in like a flood, when every fiber of faith is needed to sustain the pressure upon the soul because of contact with sin, then it is that God is glorified in our living for Him. Christian courage and fortitude are needed in living for Christ, and filling up that life of suffering left behind by our Lord. He left us a pattern for living. It would have been easier had it been possible for Jesus to exclaim, “It is finished,” before He spent that terrible night in Gethsemane, that morning of cruel mocking, scourging, and shame. But in all this He was living unto His Heavenly Father. We count ourselves dead because the law has condemned us as sinners worthy to die, but Christ was not satisfied with this condition of things. He lived in the flesh—sinful flesh at that—that we might not die; He died that we might live. And because of all this, Paul, expressing the truth for all the rest of us who have sinned, wrote: “For I through the law am dead to the law, that I might live unto God. I am crucified with Christ: nevertheless I live; yet not I, but Christ liveth in me.” All this is beautifully expressed in the following prayer by a Chinese disciple of Christ, and although the reader may have seen it before, it is worth rereading and reprinting many times: “Rev. D. H. Clare, of Waverly, N. Y., recently received a letter from a friend across the sea, in which the following pathetic incident is related:—
“Never shall I forget the impression made by a wonderful prayer offered by a Chinaman at a meeting in Shanghai just before I left for Japan. He was a member of a native church near Tien-tsin, and was going back there with every expectation of death at the hands of the Boxers. He prayed: “O Lord, we rejoice in persecution, as thou hast taught us; and as thou knowest it is harder to live a martyr life than to die a martyr death, grant us grace to offer this small service acceptably when thou shalt call upon us. Should any, like Peter, deny thee in the hour of trial, O Lord, wilt thou turn and look upon him as thou didst upon Peter, and by that look call him into the life of witness with power to which thy disciples of old were called.” This man, with sixty others of his church, has since offered that smaller service.”
Paul wrote: “I am now ready to be offered, and the time of my departure is at hand. I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course [living for Christ], I have kept the faith: henceforth there is laid up for me a crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous judge [not one like the cruel Nero], shall give me at that day.” 2 Tim. 4: 6–8. It was keeping the faith when men and evil spirits were seeking to destroy it; it was fighting the battles of the Lord under great opposition; it was continuing his course unto the end, that filled the life of this apostle so full of blessing to his fellow men, and brought such great joy to the heart of God. Shall we not likewise count ourselves indeed dead, actually dead, to sin, that we may be reckoned among those who are “alive unto God through Jesus Christ our Lord”? “LIFE is for use, and not for squandering. The Contact of Soil and Seed
“As we meet and touch each day
The many travelers on our way,
Let every such brief contact be
A glorious, helpful ministry;
The contact of the soil and seed,
Each giving to the other's need,
Each helping on the other's best,
And blessing, each, as well as blest.” MISSIONARY WORK IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD
By Ellen G. White
The books of heaven will reveal a terrible record of unfulfilled home duties against parents who were regarded as intelligent missionary workers. How much more influence these parents might have had, how much more good they might have done, had they begun the work at the right point, by setting their own house in order, and presenting to their neighbors a well-ordered family as evidence of the power of the truth! When it is seen that the children are not like worldlings, when the beauty of faith and the spirit of genuine Christianity are seen in them, it will be as light pointing heavenward. It is the acts of faith and love in the so-called little things of life, the spirit of Christ manifested at home, in the field, in the workshop, as well as in the church, that make us living epistles known and read of all. Men may combat and defy our logic, they may resist our appeals; but a life of holy purpose, of disinterested love, is an argument in favor of the truth which they can not gainsay. Far more can be accomplished by humble, devoted, virtuous lives, than can be gained by preaching when a godly example is lacking. There is a sad neglect of personal effort, both for the members of the family and for our neighbors. Many seem to rest perfectly easy, as if the heavenly messengers were to come to earth, and in an audible voice proclaim the warning. They stand idle, virtually saying, “Am I my brother’s keeper?” Many associate almost wholly with those of the same faith, and feel no duty to become acquainted with their neighbors who are ignorant of the great and testing truths for the last days. Ladies who, in the parlor, can engage in conversation with wonderful tact and earnestness, shrink from pointing the sinner to the Lamb of God. Oh! there is so much work for souls that is left undone because it is a cross, and because each seeks his own amusement, and works for his own selfish interests. Because of our unbelief, worldliness, and indolence, blood-bought souls in the very shadow of our homes are dying in their sins, and dying unwarned. Until the judgment, it will never be known how much might have been done, how many plans might have been devised, to save souls by bringing them to a knowledge of the truth. But self-indulgence, unwillingness to sacrifice, and a lack of true spiritual discernment, have led many to overlook the open doors which they might have entered to do a good work for the Master. Love of ease has caused them to shun the wearing of Christ’s yoke, the lifting of His burden. Many, many, are approaching the day of God doing nothing, shunning responsibilities, and as a result, they are religious dwarfs. So far as work for God is concerned, the pages of their life history present a mournful blank. They are trees in the garden of God, but only cumbers of the ground, darkening with their unproductive boughs the ground which fruit-bearing trees might have occupied. EXTRACTS FROM CORRESPONDENCE
There is no work that I am any more interested in than the Woman's Gospel work. When our dear REVIEW AND HERALD makes its weekly visit, I always turn to the Woman's page and read that first. I have made some calls on afflicted ones, and to-day gathered up a dollar, which I will send to Sister —, who is past seventy-five years of age, and destitute. Her two daughters are both widows, and live by day's work. I have been doing all I could in the hospital wards. It is a privilege to read God's word and pray with those who are sick, and hungry for the bread of life. How true it is that he that watereth shall be watered himself. This time I wish to write about my two boys who are in Battle Creek. Many times I wonder if some missionary worker ever takes them by the hand, and asks after their soul's welfare. I wish some good motherly sister would see them, and try to press home upon them the fact that time is short, and that every faculty must be dedicated to God's service. A man that bridleth his tongue is able to bridle his whole body. Here I fail; impatient words escape me although I strive to hold them back. In an unguarded moment, Satan steps-in. This is why I ask your prayers; for I know the Lord is able to save me. Pray for my dear husband; for he, too, has the same failing. My mother is in feeble health; she was never strong physically, yet I never knew one to have so sweet a disposition as mother has; no matter how crooked the path, she does not complain. Not long ago a young man told me that he would like to be a Christian if there was any satisfaction in it; but, he said, “My mother has been trying to be a Christian, and an Adventist, ever since I can remember. She is sick now, and must soon die; and as I talked with her, she said, ‘Son, I have tried to live right, but if I die, I don’t know that I shall be saved. I am fearful of the future. I see so many faults in myself.’ Now if a person who lives as good a life as my mother has, is not sure of heaven, I know there is no use for me to try. I thought mother would know if there is any reality in the salvation part of religion, but she is not certain. If she were, I would try to be a Christian.” I, with another sister, have been visiting a poor woman across the river from us, whose husband left her one or two years ago, with six children to care for. She takes in washing. We have had the privilege of aiding her some in the way of food and clothing, for which she is very grateful. She is glad also to read and study the Bible with us. Remember her in prayer. I will also say that we should be glad to give a good home and care to a little girl from three to five years old. We have one girl five years of age, and she is lonely by herself. Her sister, younger than she, died two years ago. When you know of a little girl whose parents are not living, we will take her, and be a father and mother to her. “THE sweetest lives are those to duty wed,
Whose deeds, both great and small,
Are close-knit strands of an unbroken thread,
Where love ennobles all.
The world may sound no trumpets, ring no bells;
The book of life the shining record tells.” “Pray for my dear boy, sisters, who seems to be slipping away from the love of the present truth. Also pray that I may be a faithful wife and mother.” “Please pray for my son. Ask God to destroy his appetite for tobacco and rum, for they both go together. He used to smoke cigarettes, but I think he left that off. His appetite is inherited from his father.” “At the noon meetings, I desire all of the dear sisters to pray earnestly that my husband may entirely surrender himself to his Maker, and be converted. Also pray that I may follow my Master wherever He leads.” “Please pray for a young man who accepts the Sabbath and has been baptized, but has never fully united with the church. He is afflicted with Bright’s disease, and his mind seems to be failing. Pray also that his mother may accept the truth in its entirety.” “My sister wishes to be healed. Pray that she may not be so desirous of pleasing her husband that she can not see the true light, also that she may be spiritually healed, and I feel sure that the Lord will then heal her physically. Also pray that my dear father may see the true light of God.” “I request you to pray for my husband, who is entirely out of Christ, and for father, who does not accept the Saviour; also for my four sisters, who were once Christians, and belonged to the church, but who let the faults of others keep them back. Pray also for me, that I may live Christ in my home.” “I wrote in the summer, requesting prayer for my son, who was separated from his family. I desire to tell you that the blessed Lord heard the prayers of the dear sisters, and my son is now living with his family. He is not yet converted, and will you please pray for his thorough conversion, also for my husband and other four children? I do long for their salvation.” “For a long time I have been reading the requests for prayer, but never until lately has my heart responded in heartfelt prayer for others. Since I have been praying, I am encouraged to ask prayer for my husband, who is not in the truth, and who left his home months ago, and shows no disposition to return. Pray that he may accept the truth, and return to his home.” “I request prayer for my husband, that he may be converted to God, — he believes the truth, — and for my eight children, that they may love the Sabbath, and that the way may open so I can send my little ones to a church school. We have never had church privileges, and I sometimes long to see those of like precious faith. Nearly three years ago we were burned out, — lost a good house and nearly all our household stuff. I lost all our denominational books which I had, and since then have been too poor to buy. I miss them so much, especially ‘Great Controversy.’” RECIPE FOR HOMEMADE NUTROSE
One cup of granola, one cup of cooked rice, one cup of nut butter, two cups of water, about one third of a cup of corn-starch, and a little salt. Rolled crackers or zwieback may be used instead of granola, but will not require quite so much water. Steam in a double vessel from three to four hours. When removed from the stove, allow it to cool before taking out of the vessel. Pour into the kettle which is to be used as a steamer, about one quart of boiling water. Wash one cupful of rice. If desired, add to the rice two tart apples, sliced thin, or a few raisins. Put this preparation into a two-quart pail, and add five cups of boiling water. Tightly cover the pail, also the kettle. Steam steadily for one hour, not longer, without stirring, when it will be ready to serve with any sauce. Prepared in this manner, there is no fear of its adhering to the dish in which it is cooked. Articles for study in the May Missionary Magazine: The Gospel in the Malay Archipelago; Industrial India; Native Tribes of Central America
(May 5-11) THE GOSPEL IN THE MALAY ARCHIPELAGO
1. NAME the principal missionary society in East Java. When did it begin work? Mention some of the results. Where is the headquarters of its work? 2. What other missionary societies have been engaged here? How did the Lord in His providence provide the London Missionary Society with laborers? When did they enter this field? 3. What is the British and Foreign Bible Society doing in East Java? Relate some of the experiences of their agents while in the interior villages. 4. After a century’s work, what are the visible results? What agencies have tended to make the work discouraging? 5. What policy of the government has doubtless prevented largely increased missionary forces from entering this field? 6. What has been done for the Chinese? Mention some of the results of Elder Munson’s ten-months’ stay among them. 7. What kind of men and women are needed? Will we not unite with Elder Munson in prayer, that the Lord may send forth laborers? He may call upon us to answer our own prayers. How can we do it? 8. How has foreign and Western civilization affected the Indian modes of life and business? How is India governed by England? 9. How do the natives share in their government? What has been the result of this office-seeking and office-holding? 10. What was formerly the custom in India? Describe the artisan class. What tends to discourage any effort to revive the hand industries? 11. In what industry are the largest number of natives engaged? What per cent of the population does it include? In what respect do the peasantry live differently from the farmer in the Western world? 12. Mention the principal food raised. Name others. What can you say of the manner of agriculture? 13. What effect has the building of railways in the farming districts had upon the financial condition of the people? What per cent of the agricultural population are in debt? 14. How do they view their condition? What should these facts lead us to do? NATIVE TRIBES OF CENTRAL AMERICA
15. Why did the Aztecs of Mexico and Central America welcome Cortez and his band of soldiers? 16. What traces of the Bible narrative relating to creation, the flood, confusion of tongues, and the one true God are found in the mythology of the Aztecs? Read the Aztec prayer. 17. In contrast with their prayer, what horrible sacrifice was a part of this strange religion? 18. What change has taken place? Is there any evidence that the Aztecs have faith in this new religion? What must yet be done for them? 19. What progress has recently been made in Samoa? How many have recently accepted the truth in Jamaica? 20. Tell something of the status of present truth in India. At how many places has the work been started? Mention some of the needs of this field. Kingston, Jamaica
By D. E. Wellman
Our Sabbath services are attended by several not of our faith, and on Sunday evening many join with us in our worship, a large number of whom are very much interested. Since coming to the island, I have baptized sixty-four persons. Nearly all are faithful. Nineteen of these are at Above Rock, seventeen miles from Kingston. On arriving in the island, Brother Haysmer heard that a family at this place was interested, and we made them a visit the last of June, 1899. Two were baptized in July, and five more in September. Last summer several others were baptized, and we organized a Sabbath-school of sixteen members. We encouraged them in their missionary work, and they are doing all they can to interest others. Recently we visited them again, when six more were baptized, and the ordinances were celebrated. They were all much encouraged. The Sabbath-school at present numbers twenty-two. At Gordon Town, eight miles from Kingston, we have another little company, consisting of six adults. We have recently organized a Sabbath-school of ten members. I visit them once a month. Two of our young people from Kingston go out each Sabbath to assist in the Sabbath-school. The city car line runs within two miles of the place, making it easy of access. At Bull Bay, ten miles east of us on the coast, we have four Sabbath-keepers, representatives of three families. Some or all of these are at our Kingston service every Sabbath, walking the ten miles each way. They start at three o'clock in the morning, and return after the Sabbath. I have called a few times, but have not been able to do much for them at their homes, although they plead earnestly for help. I expect to go there next Sunday afternoon and preach for them at their grove, returning to Kingston for the evening service. To-morrow we go to Lawrence Tavern, fifteen miles from here, to baptize a brother. He has attended our services here several times, but desires to be baptized at home. We will hold a day's service with interested ones in his neighborhood. A Baptist minister at that place has sent me word to call on him. He is an American, and is said to be much troubled over the Sabbath question. The young people at this place have been organized into a Young People's Society of Christian Volunteers, and they assist in the work. They send two members regularly each month to Above Rock, and two weekly to Gordon Town, one of whom acts as a teacher in the Sabbath-school. With this help we hope to have a progressive work in all the little branches that have sprung up around Kingston. Utila, Bay Islands
By Winifred Holmden
The last time that I wrote, I stated that there were forty-eight children attending our school. The number has since increased to sixty, which is more than the house will conveniently accommodate. Mother teaches sixteen of them in our home in the afternoon. We hear there are still others who expect to come soon. Of the sixty who are attending, only nine are the children of Sabbath-keepers. The parents of some of the others were quite prejudiced before the school was opened; but the prejudice has worn away, and they are kind and friendly to us, and do not object to their children studying any of our text-books, such as the “Gospel Reader,” “Heralds of the Morning,” nor to my giving them Bible lessons. The condition here will be much better for the next teacher than it was for us. When I began, there were only twenty pupils, no desks and no blackboards. We now have desks. Father had a blackboard three feet long made for us out of an old dry-goods box, and we are having another made out of a door which a sister gave us. People outside of our church have contributed nearly enough to buy an organ for the church and school; it will be ordered in a short time. Whenever we hear a group of children singing, it is always hymns from our books. I have sold a number of copies of “Christ in Song” on the island, and can sell about a dozen more as soon as they arrive. One man not of our faith has offered to give one hundred sols toward building an addition to the church for school purposes if an effort is made to raise the money. The Lord is indeed blessing in our work. To Him be the praise. Tokio, Japan
By W. D. Burden
My classes are well attended. Some of the old students still come; others have stopped, and new ones have taken their places. The interest still continues at Wakamatsu. Brother Kuniya is there, and writes that although he is meeting with strong opposition, he finds some who will study the word of God. The native pastor of the church there came to Brother Kuniya’s room one day while he was studying with some of his students. Several of these had been members of the pastor’s church. It was not a pleasing sight to see them going that way, so he began saying many disrespectful things about Brother Kuniya, who made no reply. When the students could not stand it longer, they told him why they were studying with Brother Kuniya. The pastor did not bother them much longer. The sister there who has accepted the truth is most faithful, and we believe will make an intelligent worker. There is every evidence that a company will be raised up soon. These people are one with us in spirit, but they have not yet had the privilege of being baptized. We are anxious for some one to come and baptize those who are waiting. We are praying that the Lord will bless His people at the time of the General Conference, and that there will be such an awakening among them, that the foreign field will no longer be obliged to wait for men or means. God lays a little on us every day,
And never, I believe, on all the way
Will burdens bear so deep,
Or pathways lie so threatening and so steep,
But we can go, if by God's power
We only bear the burden of the hour. Borga, Finland
By John Hoffman
Although the work at Borga moves slowly, it is deepening in interest, and the attendance at the Sabbath meetings is good. Two have recently begun to observe the Sabbath. Others are under deep conviction. The young lady who labors with us is having all the work she can do. The people will not come to us, but she goes to them, loaning them tracts and other reading-matter, and is kindly received. We have just closed a canvassers' institute in Helsingfors. We celebrated the ordinances together before the workers separated. All were of good courage as they started to their fields. Two of the young men will go into the far north to work, where the thermometer now stands at sixty degrees below zero. Remember the work in this country. JOHN HOFFMAN.