"The Story of Our Missions for 1909"
By Editor
LAST week there was laid on our table a tiny publication which we could hardly persuade ourselves was the Review and Herald. It called to mind a line of the old Scotch poem, "There cam' to our hoos a wee wean, Jennie, bairn,
a wee wean," a little fat baby Review, so to speak. But, no, sir, it is not a "wean" at all. It bears the signature of experience, Vol. 87, No. 24, is well along in vigorous maturity, and is able to speak for itself; but it is so little, just a trifle too big for the pocket without folding, and too small for a magazine—and then how will we bind it in a volume! But it does speak. It contains in its 64 little pages "the story of our missions for 1909 as told by missionaries in all lands." From Lisbon of earthquake fame, washed by the Atlantic, to the eastern coast of Asia; from the everlasting snow of North Siberia to India's coral strand; from far Siam; from the dark lands of Africa; from the Neglected Continent; from islands of the sea, beaten by icy waves and tropical currents—from the whole world—comes good news of the spread of the "everlasting Gospel." From the echo of the now world-wide Macedonian, the "come over and help us," calling for missionaries, and means, deeper consecration. We hope that the midsummer offering is a good, but the little paper and its missionaries.