The Creator of this universe had in mind great things for his friends here. From the beginning of the great controversy, he has ever had standard-bearers whose lives reflected his great purpose. The standard has ever been the same. Only the bearers have changed. In every nation, unknown to one another, but guided by the great I AM, patiently they have toiled, unmoved by the world’s applause or censure.
History readily points us to the great movements of the past, but it is not always easy to recognize in the commonplace about us the ripples in a tidal wave which manifest his mighty working.
Seventy-five years ago there swept over the world an awakened interest in the Scriptures which stirred the church to its very center. To-night we are here as one result of that mighty work. The gospel is fast being carried to each individual, and the living temples are being cleansed for their royal priest.
The simplicity of Christ’s helpfulness was broader than mental equipment or moral discernment. The secret of the multitudes always about him was the ministry he gave to the bodies of his followers. His was the gospel practiced, — he was a medical missionary.
It was fitting that this movement which stands for physical and moral righteousness, should organize in its advance guard the school whose annual commencement brings us here to-night. No less beautiful and fitting is the way in which the class whose commencement we are beholding have been summoned. From east, north, south, and west, across continent and ocean, we have come,— across continent and ocean we shall soon go. The advent message has reached each of our hearts. To some it came with childhood’s earliest teaching; to some it came in youth’s joyous enthusiasm; to some it came in the seriousness of early manhood and womanhood. In each it awakened the ambition which coveted the four years’ training we are just completing.
It is not always easy when the perspective is narrow, to comprehend the magnitude of the structure we are in. It is not always pleasant to wait the patient placing of brick on brick, and the quiet settling of that which binds the whole together, that we may view the completed structure we so eagerly desire. We have been content during our course to plod through the plans of our architects, but never for a moment have we lost sight of the great Architect’s design for us. With our nights of study have been mingled nights of watching with the weary sufferer. With our days of freedom, we have followed the Guide to his children behind the prison bars or in the gloomy cell, and have seen them led into the liberty wherein “Christ hath made us free.”
In the clinic we have studied the varied and wonderful ways in which nature combats the foe which would take her life. In the laboratory, before the completeness and perfection of the human organism, we have felt the place was holy, and have gone forth on the streets to lead his little ones outcast there, to the place where they can be taught the friendship and love of their Creator. The tones of the Macedonian cry called us to work among Chicago’s Chinamen, teaching them his word and truth. From the lectures which led us into the very secrets of life, we went to give the helpless, deserted one rest and comfort and home.
From watching the nerve cell slowly recover the force it lost in the struggle for existence, we have gone forth to take the weary and exhausted toiler from her bench in the sweat-shop to a place in the glad outdoors, where God’s life and love were jubilant.
The pitiable and sorry scene of the drunkard’s helplessness gave renewed determination in our efforts to guide the youth away from the slavery of drink and drugs. We have seen the very life of our alma mater threatened only to behold from the ashes of our sorrows this magnificent embodiment of her principles which shelters us to-night.
To our teachers: however short we have come of your expectations, we earnestly express our appreciation for what you have fairly attempted.
To our friends who have encouraged us: we thank you sincerely. To the future which awaits us on the morrow, we move steadily and surely forward. We count the greatest blessing to be that the Lord has deemed us worthy to work beside our Elder Brother in these our college days.
Beloved, we, with you, are eager to hasten the time when his coming will put an end to the physician’s calling, and the nurse shall be off duty forever.
“The healing of that seamless dress is by our beds of pain;
We touch Him in life’s throng and press, and we are whole again.
O Lord and Master of us all, whate’er our name or sign,
We own thy sway, we hear thy call,
we test our lives by thine.”
— Madison Cawein, in Truth
By Madison Cawein
Unheard
All things are wrought of melody,
Unheard, yet full of speaking spells;
Within the rock, within the tree,
A soul of music dwells,—
A mute symphonic sense that thrills
The silent frame of mortal things;
Its heart is in the ancient hills,
And in each flower sings.
To harmony all growth is set;
Each seed is but a music note,
From which each plant, each violet,
Evolves its purple note.
Compact of melody, the rose
Woos the soft wind with strain on
strain
Of crimson; and the lily blows
Its white bars to the rain.
The trees are pæans; and the grass
One long, green fugue, beneath the
sun;
Song is their life, and all shall pass,
Shall cease, when song is done.
— Madison Cawein, in Truth
The Will of God
By C. Clever
FAITH always finds the purpose of the Father in the life of the world and in the life of the individual. It saves us from despair when all things seem to be going wrong. It always sees the Christ, whether he be on the shore or walking on the sea. God is accomplishing his will among the armies of heaven and among the children of men. When faith sees this, it goes on and never wearies.
To know that the will of God is being accomplished brings peace. How restful to know that God is in the storm and stress of life. He will gain his ends. Though the powers of earth should all combine, he laughs at them, and in his own time will break all the mergers of wickedness. His own shall be owned from the rising of the sun to the going down of the same.
It gives courage. Timid souls do not see that God is in the midst of the movement, and that he will bring it to pass. The crash of falling thrones and cherished institutions fills them with dismay, and causes them to beat a retreat. They hesitate, when, if they would go forward, they would find that the stone was rolled away.
It gives hope. This feminine virtue needs to be sustained by faith in the power and love of God. His will is always for the perfection of his church and people, and will not fail till they are all safe at home, and the works of righteousness are accomplished by his followers.—Rev. C. Clever.
Conquering Now, and Still to Conquer
“CONQUERING now, and still to conquer,
Rideth a King in his might,
Leading the host of all the faithful
Into the midst of the fight.
Not to the strong is the battle,
Not to the swift is the race,
But to the true and the faithful
Victory is promised through grace.”
Smiles
SMILE a little, smile a little,
As you go along.
Not alone when life is pleasant,
But when things go wrong.
Care delights to see you frowning,
Loves to hear you sigh;
Turn a smiling face upon her,
Quick the dame will fly.
Smile a little, smile a little,
All along the road;
Every life must have its burden,
Every heart its load.
Why sit down in gloom and darkness
With your grief to sup?
As you drink fate's bitter tonic,
Smile across the cup.
Smile upon the troubled pilgrims
Whom you pass and meet;
Frowns are thorns, and smiles are
blossoms
Oft for weary feet;
Do not make the way seem harder
By a sullen face.
Smile a little, smile a little,
Brighten up the place.
— Selected.
Why Children Do Not Mind
By Mrs. M. C. Warner
MRS. M. C. WARNER
WHY do children not mind? is a question I have heard asked quite a number of times. Let us give a little thought to the subject.
Poor children, how I pity them! Brought into this sinful world without any choice of their own, and now having to bear all the abuse we are minded to heap upon them!
My brother, my sister, you ask why your child does not mind. The blame rests upon you; yes, you!
When your child was a babe, he began to manifest very headstrong ways. Did you restrain him?—No; the dear child was not well. You could not bear to cross him then; besides, he didn’t know any better. At other times he was so cunning.
About six persons were seated in a room, talking, when in trotted baby. He surveyed the company, picked up a sofa pillow, marched up to one of the ladies, and began striking her in the face, whereupon they began to laugh, and the mother began telling how smart he was. The little fellow, finding himself applauded, redoubled his efforts. Dropping the pillow, he grabbed some blocks, and began throwing them. At this point he was coaxed out of the room.
A few months later baby was running out of doors, when one of the children began to scream, “O auntie, auntie! baby hit brother with a great big stone.” And sure enough, the great big stone proved to be a broken brick.
The mother says he throws stones all the time, and she can not break him of it.
He grows a little older, can not speak a word yet, but he very much wants something his mother does not wish him to have. She says, “No, no.” And what does baby do?—Why, he sets about to get it. He cries and cries until—well, let me tell you a true story; you can draw your own conclusions.
A two-year-old baby toddled into the parlor with a small pail. The mother exclaimed: “There, he has that pail; he needs it; he knows I do not want him to play with it.” Grandma tried to coax him to give the pail to her, but the baby took the pail and marched outdoors. In a few minutes the mother followed, took the pail away from baby, and hung it up. Then baby began to cry. With much interest I watched the battle between mother and child. Baby cried harder, screamed, danced, pulled the flowers up, stamped on them! His mother said, “His heart is broken.” Taking the pail, she gave it to him. The cries ceased. Peace was restored. The mother lost. Baby won.
Here comes a little adopted boy, four years old. He has a hammer and nails, which are his very own. But he very much wants papa’s chisel to play with. Mama tells him he can not take it. Then what?—Why, he began to tease and flatter. “Honey, dearie, please let me take it.” The mother quietly kept on with her work. Finding that did no good, he began to cry and sob, then to howl. The mother still kept on with her work, paying no attention to the boy. After a while the crying ceased. The little fellow marched up to his mother and said, “Mama, why did you not give me the chisel?”—“Because mama told you that you could not take it.” “But I teased and cried; didn’t you hear me?”—“Yes.” He stood in deep thought for a minute; then said, “Mama, at other places when I wanted anything, I teased; if they didn’t give it to me then, I’d cry and scream till they did; and I tried it with you, but it didn’t work. Why?”
This time the mother won. The child realized he had been defeated, but it taught him a lesson he never forgot.
It takes time and patience to deal with children. We can not do it unless we first control ourselves. When our children act, as a father said to me not long ago, “like devils,” it is time for us to stop and see how we act. For if they are rough, disobedient children, we are to blame. “Few parents realize that their children are what their example and discipline have made them, and that they are responsible for the characters their children develop.” Yet it is true. Shall we not turn to the Lord and begin anew? Confess your neglect to your children, and ask forgiveness. The willingness manifested by children in forgiving will melt your heart, and all heaven will rejoice. Try it, my brethren and sisters! It pays.
Culinary Cleanliness
By Anna L. Colcord
MRS. ANNA L. COLCORD
IN no department of the household is there more need of scrupulous cleanliness than in the kitchen. This is where the food is prepared upon which the family depends for the maintenance of physical life. Because the kitchen is usually located at the back part of the house, and is not generally supposed to be open to the inspection of visitors, as is the parlor or drawing room, is no reason why uncleanliness or disorder should be tolerated in it.
Many who take delight in doing other household duties, do not enjoy the work needed to be done in the kitchen. They regard this as a sort of drudgery, and consequently frequently slight it. They have not been taught to keep a kitchen properly,—the importance of observing order and cleanliness in all departments of domestic life,—and so disorder, confusion, untidiness, and uncleanliness characterize their kitchens and their kitchen work.
There can be order in a kitchen as well as in any other part of a house. “A place for everything, and everything in its place,” is as applicable here as elsewhere. We know of an orderly housekeeper who has a place for every dish and pan in the house, and she always puts each in its place. The result is she can go to her cupboard in the dark, if necessary, and get what she wants.
A much respected man once said, “Let me see inside a woman’s cupboard, and I will tell you what kind of a housekeeper she is.” He regarded the state of a woman’s cupboard as an index to her general housekeeping. And such indeed it really is.
There should be thought, order, and arrangement applied to the routine of kitchen work as well as to other work. As soon as the meal is finished, put back the chairs, and brush up the crumbs from the floor. Then go to the cupboard and remove all unusable foods, and wipe out any scattered crumbs from the shelves. Collect the left-over or untouched food from the table, put into clean dishes, taking out the spoons, and set away.
When the crumbs have been brushed from the tablecloth, if removed it should be folded the same as when ironed. If the crumbs are removed from the cloth by shaking, care should be exercised not to crumple it in handling.
After the dishes are washed, attention should be given to the dishcloths and drying towels. Greasy dishcloths, and stiff or uncleanly towels which leave their odor and ill-smelling flavor on the dishes, should not be tolerated. They should be kept sweet and clean; otherwise they are a source of propagating disease germs. After each meal the dishcloths should be thoroughly washed in hot water and soap, rinsed, and hung up to dry. Never hang them on a nail, all in a bunch, unrinsed, and in some13dark place. The drying cloths should go through the regular wash each week.
A kitchen cabinet with compartments for flour and drawers for culinary utensils, is a very useful and convenient article of furniture for the kitchen; but where this can not be had, a box with two or three compartments may be provided at a very small expense, and used instead.
Every housekeeper should provide herself with a bread tin. The bread, however, should never be put into the tin while hot, and once or twice a week the tin should be emptied, and scalded out with hot water, to keep it fresh and sweet.
“Love lightens labor,” and by looking at the good results of thorough, conscientious work in the culinary department of the home, the housewife may take real delight in making it orderly, cleanly, and interesting.
Cautions Regarding the Use of Sugar
While sugar is more digestible than starch, and is more rapidly utilized by the muscles when overworked, it can not be used by the ordinary healthy person in such unlimited quantities as starch. One investigator reports that foods containing one and one-third pounds of starch (equivalent to two and one-half pounds of bread or six pounds of potatoes) can be digested without difficulty during considerable periods of time.
Another investigator observed that the use of two thirds that amount of sugar daily for some time disturbed his digestion very much. Of course, no generalization made from single cases is of great importance.
A former paper called attention to the fact that sugar, being so readily absorbed, if it is eaten in large quantities, is taken into the blood faster than the liver can store it up, and it has to be disposed of at the expense of the secretory organs, which are in this way prepared for premature breakdown. The tendency of large quantities of sugar or sweets to ferment in the stomach was also referred to.
The action of concentrated solutions as an irritant was also mentioned. In proof of this may be given the work of a German scientist, who found that a 5.7 per cent solution “reddened the mucous membrane; a 10 per cent solution made it dark red, indicating irritation; a 20 per cent solution caused the dog such distress that the experiment was carried no further.” Undoubtedly the use of sugar in concentrated form, as in candy, has a similar effect on the human stomach. There seems to be no proof that sugar to the amount of three ounces a day is injurious to the healthy, active adult, and the belief that it is injurious to the teeth seems to be without foundation, except as it is eaten in such quantities as to impair the digestive forces and lower the vitality. Starchy foods, which sometimes form lactic acid through the action of germs, are far more a menace to the teeth, as the sugar, being soluble, is necessarily washed out of the mouth by the saliva, while particles of starchy food may remain for some time in a decaying condition between the teeth. The negroes of the West Indies, who consume great quantities of sugar, are said to have the finest teeth in the world.
From what has been said regarding the use of sweets in concentrated form, parents will recognize the folly of permitting children to use candy in anything but minute quantities, especially as many candies have coloring matter and other ingredients which are more harmful than the sugar.
But children, being very active, require large amounts of carbohydrates. In what form shall it be given them? While on a milk diet, the child receives a considerable amount of milk-sugar, which is equivalent to cane-sugar in nutritive value, but is inferior in sweetening power. It seems, however, to be better adapted to the infant stomach than cane-sugar. On account of its slight sweetening power, children accustomed to use sweets sometimes refuse milk, and thus get an excess of carbohydrates with a deficiency of tissue-building material, which finally, if uncorrected, results disastrously to the child.
Another thing to consider about the free use of sweets is the danger of establishing a capricious appetite, not satisfied with foods of mild flavor. Such an appetite is always a snare to its possessor, and is apt to be the precursor of a lifelong dyspepsia.
For older people the tendency is also to use sweets, pastries, and puddings too freely, in place of simple articles of food.
The soldier on a hard march and light rations can use large amounts of sugar with impunity, and the Canadian lumberman, exposed to severe work and rigorous weather, can dispose of amazing quantities of molasses and fat pork without difficulty, while the same persons taking a rest during the summer months will contract severe indigestion on such a diet.—Pacific Health Journal.
No Service More Divine
How criminal is the negligence of the father and the mother who do not provide the right attractions at home for the children because they themselves are so deeply immersed in business or society that they have no time for the discharge of the greatest duties which ever come to any human being! No children belonging to homes of the sort about which we are talking need run the streets after dark if the right spirit is in the father or mother. . . . There are many children lost, wandering in the mazes of the world's temptations and sins, gone astray, many of them, through ignorance of the world's ways, or the strength of inherited passion. Let us try to save them, imitating the example of him who braved the storm on the mountains that he might bring home the one sheep that had wandered from the fold. But it is better to prevent than to save. Let us call for higher ideals of home life; for a deeper sense of responsibility on the part of those to whom God has given the greatest of all gifts, a little child. Let it be known and realized in every American home that there is no service more divine, more worth the doing, than rearing to a noble manhood or womanhood a little child. Better than to win a great fortune, or to write a great book, or to be known and talked about as a social or a political success,—better than all this is it to be a good father or a good mother.—E. S. Parsons, in Pittsburg Christian Advocate.
Bread
BEAUTIFUL loaves of bread,
Crusty and golden brown,
Whose wholesome fragrance maketh glad
The heart of king or clown;
Outside, the hue of the wheat,
As it bent in the sun of June,
Or lay in heaps of yellow bronze,
In the light of the harvest moon;
And inside, sweet as the scent
Of tasselling heads of corn,
And light as the sprays of valley-mists
That float in the wake of the morn.
In homes of wealth and ease,
The board is richly spread;
But what would the choicest viands be
If there was lack of bread?
And in the humble home—
The cottage small and grey—
The poor man's wife, in cotton frock,
Cheerily works away.
Her eyes are clear with health,
Her dimpled cheeks are red,
She sings a tender, old-time song
As she kneads her sweet brown bread.
Homely and wholesome bread—
This is our need each day,
From the millionaire in his mansion grand
To the beggar beside the way.
The daily physical want
Of nations from pole to pole,
A humble type of the heavenly Bread,
That feedeth the hungry soul.
And do we comprehend
When our daily prayer is said,
How great the gift we ask of God,
When we ask for our daily bread?
— Good Housekeeping.
Simple Contrivances for Home Health
By Mary Jewett-Telford
THE young home-maker who can not cause one penny to do the work of two, who does not delight in simple but easy contrivances to further the health and comfort of those inside her home walls, has lost a keen pleasure out of her life.—Mary Jewett-Telford.
Saviour Divine, Unerring Guide
“SAVIOUR divine, unerring Guide,
That we may keep life's narrow
way,
Be near us, ever by our side,
From morn till eve, each coming
day.
“Help us to raise thy banner high,
To keep its lustrous folds unfurled,
Till it shall fill the heart and eye
Of all who make this needy world.”
Tidings From the Neglected Continent
By J. W. Westphal
J. W. WESTPHAL
THE South American field is divided into three distinct fields: the Brazil Conference, embracing the republic of the same name; the River Plate Conference, embracing the republics of Argentina, Uruguay, and Paraguay; the West Coast field, including Chile, Bolivia, Peru, and Ecuador. The first named contains nearly one half of the territory of South America, with nearly one half of its population—about 17,000,000 souls. The River Plate Conference occupies 1,339,196 square miles of territory, and has a population of 6,400,000. The area of the West Coast mission field is 1,397,926 square miles, with a population of 10,000,000.
PAYSANDU, ON THE URUGUAY
Each of these fields is sufficiently large for several conferences and mission fields, which would naturally fall into three union conferences, in harmony with the present division. As the work spreads and becomes stronger, this must be the inevitable result.
Of the more than twenty states of Brazil, the work has gained a foothold in seven. There are between five hundred thousand and six hundred thousand Germans in this republic, and about five sixths of the nearly nine hundred Sabbath-keepers are of that nationality. About one hundred and fifty are natives. Very little direct effort has been made for the latter class, owing to the fact that the laborers have generally been unacquainted with the Portuguese language. That there are so many native Sabbath-keepers from so little effort is evidence that there are many souls among the natives of Brazil waiting and praying for some faithful laborer to come to their rescue.
The laws grant liberty in the preaching and in the distribution of the Word of God. We are praying that something more definite may be done for these fifteen million Brazilians. Had we more means, we could encourage some who already understand the language to devote their time in labor for them. Our hearts have been made sad when we could not do what it seemed to us might and ought to be done. A goodly number have accepted the message, have been baptized, and have united with our churches, during the last year. Besides the native Brazilians and the Germans, there are also many Italians, French, Indians, etc.
The River Plate Conference has not grown during the last year as much as our workers had hoped, a fact which has greatly pained them. One new church has been organized, and the membership of the conference has increased fourteen. Some others are keeping the Sabbath and awaiting baptism. Owing to the drought and general hard times, the tithe has fallen off very materially. Elder E. W. Snyder has been laboring in Paraguay, and as a result there are several keeping the Sabbath there. He has now been called to take charge of the office in Buenos Ayres, and consequently Paraguay has been left destitute of a laborer for the present. Special attention has been given during the last year to the canvassing work. Owing to the hard times, it had a hard struggle, but it has made a successful start. With the openings that will develop from this, and a more liberal ministerial effort in new fields, toward which plans are being laid, we look for greater results during another year.
For the West Coast field the least has been done, although it has by no means the least population. But little ministerial effort, comparatively, has been put forth. Much of the fruit is the result of the ministry of the faithful missionary canvasser. Thus far most of the work has been done in Chile, and in this republic nearly all our Sabbath-keepers are located. Elder Balada, our Spanish minister, has been laboring in Peru during the last year. As a result he reports a few keeping the Sabbath. Neither in Peru nor Bolivia does the law permit the holding of public meetings by Protestants, and this has necessarily affected any public effort. The work must be done in private meetings and from house to house. On this account it would seem that the missionary canvasser will be able to accomplish most. Elder Balada now thinks of going to Spain, his native land, or returning to Chile, which will again leave Peru destitute of a laborer. With the exception of a trip into Bolivia by two of our brethren in the interest of our Spanish paper, Los Senales de los Tiempos, on which several hundred subscriptions were secured, several thousand sold, and many sent gratis, no work has been done for that republic.
Ecuador was the last of the South American republics to open its doors to the gospel. To-day its laws are among the most liberal of the whole South American field. No one has as yet visited that country in the interest of present truth. We are glad to learn that Brother F. H. Davis, one of the pioneer canvassers to Chile, is about to enter this republic as a permanent field of labor. Brother E. W. Thoman is also planning a trip to the ports of Peru and Ecuador in the interest of the Senales.
Special efforts have been made on the West Coast, as well as in other fields, in behalf of their missionary paper, with excellent success. At the close of last year an edition of five thousand was printed monthly, and the subscription list was about eighteen hundred. Several thousand copies were sold during the year, and, not counting the editorial work, the paper was self-sustaining. Since the mailing of papers in both Chile and Bolivia is free, it affords excellent opportunities for paper work. About forty persons were baptized during the year.
In the West Coast field there are four15organized churches, with a membership of ninety-three, and fifty other Sabbath-keepers. The River Plate Conference has fifteen organized churches, with a total membership of four hundred and thirty, and thirty other Sabbath-keepers. Brazil has fifteen organized churches, with a membership of six hundred and twenty-two, and one hundred and twenty-two other Sabbath-keepers. The West Coast field has two canvassers, the River Plate Conference has six, and Brazil has reported none, although it has several. It will be seen from this, that, while we have great reason for gratitude to God for what he has done, the light must be within sight of but very few of these thirty-five million souls.
Thus there is spread before us an unlimited field, with many difficulties peculiar to it, which makes it one of much perplexity. Our literature in both the Portuguese and Spanish is very limited, and greatly needs to be enriched. With this in view, the committee has considered the matter of starting a publishing fund, by means of which necessary literature might be produced that would meet our need, but we are painfully conscious of the fact that this will take more means than we can raise here. When this need is met, we shall have the means to reach those who can read. Then we are confronted with the question of how to reach the much larger number who can not read. Being Catholics, they have no confidence in the Bible. It appears to me that their confidence must be won through the medical missionary work; not necessarily nor primarily medical missionary work from an institution; but we need doctors, nurses, and others who will live among the people as Jesus did, who will be teachers sent from God, teaching the truth in all its parts, and who, like Jesus, will heal the sick. Could we have physicians like Livingstone in his work in Central Africa, who would be bearers of the great threefold message for this time, who would pass over a considerable range of territory regularly, doing real Samaritan work, lifting the people, and thus wooing them to Him only for whom we labor, there would be room for any number. Could such men be connected with the gospel minister, and be content to labor in apparent obscurity, we can but believe that our illiterate field would soon resound with the glory of God's message of mercy. This field needs men and women who will become one with the people, meeting them in their huts and hovels, teaching in public and from house to house, willing to endure privations and hardships, content to live on what there is, and never losing sight of the value of a soul.
A Missionary Heroine
At Rangoon I attended a service at the chapel of the American mission. Over one thousand adults were present, and the preacher, twenty-two years of age, who had arrived at Rangoon the day before, preached with marvelous fluency. He was a missionary’s son. As a child, he lived with his father and mother in the jungles of Burma, where it was the business of the father to follow the Karens, who were nomads, on their wanderings. Cholera came, and the missionary died. It seemed the plain duty of the widow to return to America with her only child, that he might be educated. But the thought came, “If I leave these Karens, who is going to look after them?” She saw it to be her duty to let her son go home by himself, while she remained in the jungle to carry on the work. For seven years and a half she toiled, doing herself the full work of a missionary all alone. She preached, baptized, buried the members when they died, administered the sacrament, and saw a great harvest. All the time she prayed, “God, save my boy.” One day a letter came. He was converted; he wrote, “I think I will be a missionary.” She replied, “That is what I want; come and take up your father’s work.” The day before she had welcomed her boy, and now she sat hearing him preach. I said to myself, “If ever Christ had a heroine, this is one.”—Selected.
