New Guinea, East Indies
By S. W. Carr
THE other day we were invited to attend a native feast. As we neared the village, the sound of about sixty performers beating their drums reminded us of an engine ascending a steep grade. The time kept was perfect, and the beating was accompanied by corresponding movements of the legs and bodies of the performers. The drum-beaters are men only, arranged in rows three and four deep. There were about three hundred present at the feast. As we viewed this company, we looked in faith to the time when they would hear and understand the message for these days, and could also see some of our future students, church-members, and workers assembled, not for worldly amusement, but in council to plan for the proclamation of this last message to all in this great land. May the Lord hasten the time is our prayer. We have been able to give helpful treatments to some of the natives, as dysentery is raging at present; and in this way we are getting into close touch with them. S. W. CARR.