p. 16 | A Tamil Boy by MRS. V. E. PEUGH

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Washington, D. C.

FromReview and Herald, Harvest Ingathering Number

A Tamil Boy

By MRS. V. E. PEUGH

It is Sabbath morning. The sun has just risen in a cloudless sky. The morning stillness is broken only by the strains of music coming through the trees from the boys’ quarters, and I recognize these words,— “Yennium, yennium, Sondeitta asirvadeum.” (Even me, even me, Let some drops now fall on me.)

Soon it is time for Sabbath school, and on entering the church we find the little building filled with worshipers. They are scantily clothed, and are sitting in straight rows on the floor, with bowed heads. As the superintendent kneels in prayer, they all kneel with him, and all join heartily in the opening song and prayer.

My attention is especially attracted by the youth who acts as secretary, and I inquire about him. “O, that is our boy David!” the superintendent replies. “Three years he is baptized. It was in this way. He had been coming to our school and Sabbath services, and one day he said, ‘Now I know this is the very truth, and it is necessary to me to be baptized, as the Bible tells.’ But his father forbade him, and opposed him in all ways. The next Sabbath a number were to be baptized, and David went to the tank with much desire in his heart. When all the others were finished, he left his father quickly and ran out into the water, and his father not saying anything, they baptized him. David’s determination that day led his father to search the Word of God more carefully, and today the father is a member of our church.”

MRS. V. E. PEUGH.

South India.