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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Aug 8, 1900

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 26, No. 32.

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THAT PALE WOMAN.

By Dr. Bates

AT one of the villages on our coast there are a good many rough fishermen. There are a good number of churches and ministers there, and they have tried to do something for these men in their way; but finding they could not, they have given it up. The church said, "We have rung our bell, engaged our quartet choir, and if you do not come, we can not help it."
There is no command for the people to go and get the Gospel; the command is to carry the Gospel to the people.—"Go ye into all the world;" that means everywhere. Miss Phelps was given up to die, but her physicians said, "If you go to such a village on our coast, perhaps the sea air may prolong your life; but it is an awfully wicked place." That pale woman arrived there, and took a room. She slept but little the first night, and toward morning was sleeping quietly, with her windows open for sea air, when she was awakened by the rough swearing of men under her window. She could not bear it, and hastily dressing, went down to the door, and said: "O men, I am a poor, sick, dying woman. I have come from the hills to prolong my life, but you are going to drive me away."
One wicked man said, "Who is going to drive you away, you pale woman?" "You are; you have been swearing about my Saviour." The man trembled, and said: "I will knock down the man that swears. Nobody shall swear while you are here." A man came along swearing. Said he, "You stop that; there is an angel here."
In a few days she took a little cabinet organ, hired a hall, opened the doors and windows, and the rough men gathered around. She touched the keys, and began to sing, "What a Friend We Have in Jesus." Before she had finished, tears were in eyes unaccustomed to weep. In a little while she had a church, and had need for a minister, and they are doing great things there that never would have been done but for that pale woman.—Dr. Bates, in Service for Jesus.