Review and Herald, Vol. 93, No. 54. (11/2/1916)

Review and Herald

Nov 2, 1916

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Nov 2, 1916

Our Offering

By WORTHIE HARRIS HOLDEN

WORTHIE HARRIS HOLDEN

It is the hour of evening sacrifice. An awful gloom prevails on Calvary’s hill. The God-man, anguish-torn, yields his all In offering, redemption to fulfil; Such agony no mortal e’er can know. But now complete, a radiant, heavenly glow Enshrouds the Cross Triumphant, raised on high; For “It is finished” is the vict’ry cry.

It is the hour of evening sacrifice, For time’s long day is waning in the west. Each suppliant a treasure offering Now brings to prove how earnest is his quest. Hast thou two mites? Thine all is freely given. Then blessèd art thou in the gift of heaven. But if from an enriched, abundant store Thou metest out a handful running o’er What thou hast left attests thy love for thee In balance-scales with God’s eternity.

Not what I bring, the measure for my King, But what it costs me, is my offering.

Portland, Oregon.

Report of the Women's Committee

By Mrs. S. N. Haskell

LIKE most new enterprises, the women's committee work has not sailed in unruffled seas. The success of the enterprise depended upon the coöperation of our brethren throughout the field. Some of the Union Conferences appointed secretaries early in the year; but for various reasons the work was late in getting started in other Unions, and it was not until the latter part of the summer that the work began to be fostered in the field at large.

The original plan that the auxiliary secretaries in the local conferences should select some one in each church to lead out in devising ways and means by which funds could be secured for the hospital, was carried out faithfully in the Pacific Union Conference. Elder E. E. Andross, the president of that Union, coöperated with us in every way, and as a result by September 1 more than $6,200 in cash and pledges was secured by the women. This sum does not include the large donations given by the more wealthy.

The women of the Western Canadian Union have also done systematic work, and report $1,344 in cash and pledges. The work in these two Unions has increased in interest from the first. Notwithstanding the fact that in a number of Union Conferences the work was not started until late in the summer, in many places a good organization has been formed during the latter part of the campaign, and through this means much literature has been distributed, and the attention of thousands has been called to the needs of the medical school.

During the campaign we have printed and distributed 37,000 of the leaflet, “Preparedness,” and 10,000 copies of the tract, “The Need of The Ellen G. White Memorial Hospital.” We have written more than a thousand letters in the interest of the hospital fund. We have personally labored in nine different conferences, and had the privilege of presenting the needs of the hospital fund before forty different churches and companies.

We regret very much that the present organization could not have been formed at the beginning of the year, so that the complete work for which the committee was appointed might have been accomplished.

The work of the women's committee has done much to present the needs of the medical work in thousands of homes, and has helped to increase an interest in this important branch of the Lord's work. Many of our sisters in advanced and middle life have been aroused by this work to new activity, and have been blessed by finding that there was something for them to do personally to advance the Lord's work.

We wish to thank the brethren for the privilege of having some part in helping to equip our medical school, which we earnestly pray may be used of God to educate an army of medical missionaries for the closing of the work.

MRS. S. N. HASKELL.

Offering for the Work Among the Colored People

By C. B. Stephenson

IN harmony with an action of the North American Division Conference, November 18 has been set apart for a special collection for the colored work in the South.

For a number of years the appropriations to the colored department have been wholly inadequate to take care of the work in a satisfactory manner. The appropriations are dependent upon the percentage of tithe from the conferences, and of course are affected by the amount of this tithe. As a result of the shaving of our budgets, a number of Southern missions have had to discontinue schools, and in some instances to lay off workers.

The colored people are very susceptible to the truth, and are hungering and thirsting for the third angel’s message. Now is the opportune time to work for them. “The night cometh, when no man can work.” Conditions are rapidly developing, especially in the South, that will make it very difficult, in my judgment, to work for this race a few years hence, as we can now.

This is a growing work, and in order to foster it we must provide additional workers and facilities. The following incident is an illustration: I was attending a camp meeting for the colored people in one of the Southern States this summer, and the mission school question was up for consideration. It was very apparent, from the discussion by the delegates, that a number of the churches were not able to pay a teacher. They did not feel that it was wise to send the children to the public school, and not being able to support a mission teacher, their children, of course, were without school advantages. A delegate from one of the large cities said: “We are not able to support a teacher. I am very much burdened for our poor children. We cannot send them to the public school, and we have no school of our own. Our children are in a pitiable condition.” His words made a deep impression on my heart. This is an illustration of many places throughout the South, as a result of the lack of means with which to support teachers and workers.

For lack of funds, many of our churches are not able to provide themselves with suitable church buildings. They meet in halls that are not at all suitable, or crowd into small rooms in dwelling houses. We should have a church extension fund, so that in special cases at least a few thousand dollars could be invested in providing church homes for these companies.

Offering for the Work Among the Colored People

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Provision was made at the fall council to assist in providing churches for several important centers. How much we shall be able to do depends largely upon the liberality of our brethren on November 18, when the general collection will be taken.

In behalf of the ten million colored people in the United States, who are extending the Macedonian cry, “Come over and help us.” I beg of you, after an earnest season of prayer, to consider the privilege and duty of lending a substantial helping hand to this long-neglected race.

C. B. STEPHENSON.

Special Mention

By A. G. Daniells

“Life Sketches of Ellen G. White”

This volume, of nearly five hundred pages, is one of special interest to our people. It is the story of a life inspired with the Master’s abiding love and devoted to tireless service for the world. The book, “Life Sketches of James White and Ellen G. White,” published in 1880, has long been out of print. The present “Life Sketches” is complete, embodying a personal narrative of experiences to 1881, and a sketch of her subsequent labors, and of her last sickness and the funeral services.

The first part of the book covers the childhood and conversion of Sister White, and her early labors. The principal features connected with the early development of our cause are given. Then follows a brief history of its growth and extension throughout the world. The many remarkable providences in the great struggles and crises through which this movement has passed, show that the living God has had it in charge. This book imparts courage to its readers, strengthens hope and confidence in the ultimate triumph of this cause.

The last part of the book, from chapter forty-two to the end, gives the continuation of this interesting life story, written by C. C. Crisler, who for a number of years has been in close touch with the work of Sister White. The account of her last sickness and of the funeral services will be especially appreciated by our people.

The subject of this volume stands out as a character of unusual faith and strong Christian influence. With the Word of God as her supreme guide in faith and practice, she held an unfaltering position for the Bible standard of Christian living. During her long life she never wavered from her stand for truth and integrity. Her undaunted courage in the severest trials, and when facing most difficult problems, was a source of strength and encouragement to others. Her messages of hope and cheer have helped many, and her life work has brought great fruition.

This book cannot fail to be a source of strength to its readers. Our people who have read the old edition of “Life Sketches,” will want this up-to-date volume. Thousands of new believers, who have not had access to the valuable story of the early history of our work and of Sister White’s connection with it, should have a copy of this new book.

A. G. DANIELLS.

EDITORIALS

By Editor

Learning from Others' Experiences

THE lessons which God taught Israel of old are lessons for us today. From the record of their experiences we may draw much valuable instruction as to what God would have us do in the times which are before us. Some of these lessons are illustrated in the following scripture:—

“With many of them God was not well pleased: for they were overthrown in the wilderness. Now these things were our examples, to the intent we should not lust after evil things, as they also lusted. Neither be ye idolaters, as were some of them; as it is written, The people sat down to eat and drink, and rose up to play. Neither let us commit fornication, as some of them committed, and fell in one day three and twenty thousand. Neither let us tempt Christ, as some of them also tempted, and were destroyed of serpents. Neither murmur ye, as some of them also murmured, and were destroyed of the destroyer. Now all these things happened unto them for ensamples: and they are written for our admonition, upon whom the ends of the world are come. Wherefore let him that thinketh he standeth take heed lest he fall.” 1 Cor. 10: 5-12.

Evil has always existed in the church of God. Even when the Lord was going before his people in the pillar of cloud by day and the pillar of fire by night, the church was far from perfect. If one was looking for mistakes and imperfections, he could find them. He could find many instances, doubtless, where it appeared to him that the affairs of the church were mismanaged; that the leaders made mistakes. Indeed, we know that the leaders did make mistakes. Miriam, the prophetess of the Lord; Aaron, the high priest; Moses, with whom the Lord spoke “face to face, as a man speaketh unto his friend,” made such grievous mistakes that they were not permitted to go over into the Land of Promise. They died in the wilderness, and the men who found fault with them died. The doubters and faultfinders and grumblers also died. The murmurers and complainers likewise fell under the judgment of divine retribution.

But there were others living in the same environment, and under precisely the same conditions, who went through to the Land of Promise. They recognized the leadings of God even in their wilderness wanderings. They turned their eyes away from the sins and the mistakes of those around them, and kept them fixed upon the blazing symbol of God's presence. They refused to contemplate the darkness, and turned their faces to the light. They were forward-looking men,—men who believed God, and doubted not the fulfilment of his promises. Such were Caleb and Joshua and thousands of others who went over into the goodly Promised Land.

“Let us therefore fear, lest, a promise being left us of entering into his rest, any of you should seem to come short of it. For unto us was the gospel preached, as well as unto them: but the word preached did not profit them, not being mixed with faith in them that heard it.” Heb. 4: 1, 2.

Shall we be admonished by the experiences of the church of God in the past? We, like Korah, Dathan, and Abiram, and the two hundred and fifty princes of Israel who united with them in their rebellion, may feel that we have occasion for complaint and murmuring against God and our fellows. We may see things in church organization which we consider wrong. We shall see imperfections in our leaders. There are questions relating to doctrine and to the work of the Spirit of prophecy upon which we may not agree, and which we may not understand. Shall we view these things in their proper perspective, giving to them the attention at the proper time and in the proper way that their importance deserves, and keep our eyes steadfastly set upon the goal before us, looking to our divine Leader for inspiration for service? or shall we permit our minds to feed upon the evils which we think we see, to the weakening of every noble purpose and the suppressing of every right impulse? Some who have been connected with this movement have done this, and we have before us their example as an admonition to us to avoid the pitfalls into which they have fallen.

We may find in the church of God today largely that for which we look. We may find those who appear selfish in their desires and sordid in their purposes, unconverted and unregenerate. On the other hand, we may find the true and the loyal, as faithful men and women as any age has possessed. We may pursue a course of thinking and of reasoning which will destroy faith and enshroud us in the darkness of despair; or we may cherish that faith and confidence in God which will prove the inspiration of hope and bring us victory in our personal experience and success in our Christian activities. It is for us to determine, through God's grace, how life's experiences shall affect us.

By trial and disappointment, through the fading of our hopes and the blasting of our ambitions, we may become sobered, softened, refined in heart and nature, meekly submitting to God, taking joyfully the spoiling of our goods, believing that the One who has begun a good work in us is abundantly able to finish it, and that he will work everything out for our good in the end. On the other hand, we may permit life's trials so to annoy that we shall become soured and embittered. Our hand will be against every man, and we shall imagine that every man's hand is against us. We shall distrust the most kindly efforts of our friends to help us, and impute evil motives to the most devoted of our brethren and sisters. But let us realize that in doing this we have set our feet in the paths which lead down to darkness and despair. By nature we are no better than those who have gone these paths before us, and just as truly as we follow in their steps we shall separate ourselves from God and from his truth, the same as they have done.

We doubt not that from a human standpoint it will seem to us many times that the work of God in the earth is going to pieces. We shall feel, as did Elijah of old, that we stand alone, and God will permit this in order that we may be shaken loose from every human influence, and learn to trust wholly in him and lean on his mighty arm. But we shall find sometime, if not in this world then in the world to come, that we have not stood alone after all; that God has many faithful souls today, even as he had in the days of Elijah, who have not bowed the knee to Baal nor kissed his image.

Let us break loose from the demons of doubt which would drive us away from God; let us arise and enjoy the

light and liberty and victory which are in Christ Jesus for every soul.

God still lives. He holds the nations of men in the hollow of his hand. He is still leading in his work in the earth. As our eyes are anointed, we shall see as mighty evidences of his power as when his visible presence was manifested to Israel. Let us talk faith, and faith will spring up in our own hearts. Let us forget our own ills, our own wounded feelings. Let us put from our hearts malice and envy and jealousy, and go forth to minister to the souls around us who are in need of sympathy and help. We shall find that Christ will go with us; he will give us strength for the service; and in blessing others, our own souls will be doubly blessed. F. M. W.

The Bible Year

Assignment for November 5 to 11

November 5: Hebrews 5 to 7. November 6: Hebrews 8 to 10. November 7: Hebrews 11 to 13. November 8: Luke 1, 2. November 9: Luke 3, 4. November 10: Luke 5, 6. November 11: Luke 7, 8.

Hebrews

This epistle is supposed to have been written to the Hebrew Christians in Palestine. They were evidently “in danger of apostasy, but no particular church to which they belonged is mentioned. The peril in which they stood arose from several sources: (1) A tendency to unbelief in Christ (3:12) and to doubt his claims; (2) the influence of the elaborate ritual of the temple services; the worship of the Christian churches was very simple; (3) the taunts of the Jews that they were renegades and traitors to the law; they would be asked how they could turn their backs upon a law given by prophets and angels and a sanctuary ministered to by priests called of God; (4) they were subject to persecution.

“The whole carefully sustained argument in the epistle is to meet all these objections, fairly and respectfully, and to show, once for all, the supremacy of Christ over prophets, angels, Moses, and the old covenant; in fact, the superiority of Christianity to Judaism in every particular. ‘The law is shown to be the divinely appointed preparation for the gospel; the law made nothing perfect, it was the shadow and symbol, of which the reality is Christ. In the eleventh and

twelfth chapters there is a magnificent showing of the faith of the Old Testament worthies, who believed in God, and who walked by faith and not by sight. The Jewish Christians are earnestly exhorted to an imitation of this faith in their trials. Christ, who has passed into the heavens, is their high priest, above all high priests, the Son of God, the Heir of all things, and ready to save them with an everlasting salvation.”

Conscience

By G. B. T.

Within every human breast is that mysterious thing called conscience. The Bible speaks of a good conscience (1 Tim. 1:5), a pure conscience (1 Tim. 3:9), an evil conscience (Heb. 10:22), a defiled conscience (Titus 1:15), and a seared conscience (1 Tim. 4:2). Conscience is said to be God's vicegerent to the soul. It is that through which God, by the Spirit, speaks to us, and impresses us concerning his will. It is the sense of right and wrong. It may be kept pure, but if continually outraged, and its authoritative, magisterial voice unheeded, it may become defiled, and seared as flesh which has come in contact with a hot iron. Men's consciences, therefore, vary in their opinions or classification of sin. As one writer says, “You may dim the glass until it ceases to reflect the sunshine.”

Conscience is a tremendous power. It sometimes tortures with the burning remorse of hell, and has driven thieves and murderers to confess their crimes, even though by so doing they faced the penitentiary or the scaffold. Its lashings caused Judas to hang himself, and the knees of Belshazzar to weaken and smite together when the mystic hand wrote on the palace wall. On the other hand, it may speak an unutterable peace and tranquillity to the soul of those who seek to do right.

Around conscience battles have been fought which have convulsed the world. Because they refused to violate their conscience, men, women, and tender virgins have been fed to the beasts in the arena, or have stood calmly at the stake while the lurid flames extinguished their lives. Its sovereignty led the Hebrew worthies into the fiery furnace, and Daniel into the lions' den.

It is a terrible thing to stifle and drown the accusing voice of this great religious instinct in the soul, until its counsel is heard very indistinctly, if at all. “An old historian says about the Roman armies that marched through a country, burning and destroying every living thing, ‘They make a solitude, and they call it peace.’ And so men do with their consciences. They stifle them, sear them, forcibly silence them, somehow or other; and then, when there is a dead stillness in the heart, broken by no voice of either approbation or blame, but doleful, like the unnatural quiet of a deserted city, then they say, ‘It is peace;’ and the man's uncontrolled passions and unbridled desires dwell solitary in the fortress of his own spirit! You may almost attain to that.”

There is nothing in this world worth more than a clean, approving conscience. How carefully it should be preserved! But sin hardens. It dulls the tender sensibilities of the soul, and dims the light which may be shining in the life. One writer says a crippled conscience “may be like the great Cunarder which found itself on Nantucket shoals, when sextant and compass showed it to be two hundred miles distant. A nail driven by the ship's carpenter too close to the needle had swerved it just a little from its course, until it took the great steamship astray. The needle is conscience; the nail is sin.”

Many continue in violation of known duty, and silence the voice which speaks to them. We knew a man once, where we were holding a series of meetings, who was deeply stirred by the Sabbath truth. Duty was plain, and he knew he should keep God's holy day as set forth in the Scriptures. His conscience lashed him; his nights were sleepless. We urged and prayed. But he put off the matter of obedience. His business stood in the way. He was afraid to trust God. He continued to work on the Sabbath, promising to obey God later. Time went on. His conscience was outraged and stifled by disobedience. Later he told me he did not feel so much like keeping the Sabbath as he once did. Still later the binding claims of the law promulgated amid the grandeur of Sinai ceased to grip his soul, and he said he did not believe it necessary to keep the Sabbath. Disobedience had destroyed the voice of conscience, until it could no longer be heard.

Others who are doing a similar thing should take warning from this. The Spirit of God will not always chide. It may be grieved away from us forever. But the sting of conscience and the unrest in the life may be revived. Sometimes it may require confession to those whom we have wronged, as well as to God, whose law we have violated. But the peace which comes into the life is well worth the price. To walk humbly as a child before God, keeping the conscience pure by obeying its dictates, is worth more than anything which this world affords. To do our known duty and walk in every ray of light which falls across our pathway, may mean great sacrifice and hardship, but the approval of conscience will repay us well; for when our conscience condemns us, we may know that God, who is greater than our conscience, does also. G. B. T.

Missionary Volunteer Department

M. E. KERN — Secretary MATILDA ERICKSON — Assistant Secretary MRS. I. H. EVANS — Office Secretary MEADE MACGUIRE — Field Secretaries C. L. BENSON J. F. SIMON

Faith of Our Fathers

Faith of our fathers, living still, In spite of dungeon, fire, and sword, O, how our hearts beat high with joy Whene'er we hear that glorious word! Faith of our fathers, holy faith! We will be true to thee till death.

Faith of our fathers, faith and prayer, Have kept our country brave and free, And through the truth that comes from God Her children have true liberty! Faith of our fathers, holy faith! We will be true to thee till death.

Faith of our fathers, we will love Both friend and foe in all our strife, And preach thee, too, as love knows how, By kindly words and virtuous life; Faith of our fathers, holy faith! We will be true to thee till death.

— Selected.

En Route to the Orient

By R. C. PORTER

R. C. PORTER

AUGUST 1 our party of forty-two adults, and six children, composed of ordained ministers, teachers, doctors, nurses, Bible workers, stenographers, and musicians, set sail for the Asiatic Division.

Brother Loveland came aboard suffering from malaria, contracted while visiting relatives in Texas, and Sister Steinel was suffering from inflammatory rheumatism. After prayer was offered for their recovery, they made rapid improvement, and were soon enjoying the voyage in comparative comfort. The ship’s physicians and stewardess treated these sick ones more as if they were their own relatives than mere passing strangers. No service was withheld, night or day, that would contribute to their comfort and recovery. The first two days we encountered a heavy sea. This was too much for some of our company so early in their voyage, and they succumbed to seasickness. Even some of the more experienced seafaring ones found it convenient to retire early the first night. With the calming of the sea, this experience was soon over, and all became good sailors.

A Bible study each morning, on principles pertaining to successful mission work, was conducted by the writer. An afternoon Mandarin language class was organized by Elder R. F. Cottrell. These studies continued during the voyage, and the interest intensified as the work advanced. It was a pleasure to witness the eagerness with which our party sought first a preparation for their work, counting all else secondary.

Before reaching Honolulu a wireless informed us that preparations were being made for our entertainment there for one day, and true to the report of many who have visited this “Paradise of the Pacific,” our people there had an elaborate program prepared. A reserved tramcar, just large enough to hold the party, left the wharf with all on board shortly after our arrival. We visited Nuuanu Valley, Manoa Valley, Waikiki Beach, Kapiolani Park, and the world-famous aquarium. At the park a bountiful dinner was spread for us under the cool shade of the wide-spreading banyan tree. More than one hundred sat down to dinner, while the employees of Brother Jonah Kumalae’s ukulele factory furnished us with some beautiful selections of Hawaiian music, both vocal and instrumental. This was greatly appreciated.

RECEPTION AT HONOLULU, GIVEN TO THE MISSIONARIES EN ROUTE FOR THE ORIENT

Dinner over, an appropriate service was held, during which an exchange of greetings took place between the church and our party. Very touching expressions of consecration for the finishing of the work met a response in all hearts, and the Holy Spirit, with its refreshing presence, bound all a little closer to one another and to the throne of God, as we again turned our faces westward toward the Far East.

The voyage from Honolulu to Japan was very pleasant, except two days when we encountered the outer circle of a typhoon. Our party had by this time become so accustomed to the sea that most of them passed this test of their seamanship exceptionally well. All enjoyed the experience, as it afforded an opportunity to see the large swells with the spray breaking over the vessel.

In Yokohama our stay was prolonged to three days, to repair a broken engine. On our arrival we were met by Elder and Sister F. H. DeVinney, Professor and Sister H. F. Benson, Brother and Sister A. B. Cole, Brother and Sister Burden, Brother and Sister J. N. Herboltzheimer, Brother T. H. Okohira, and others.

We were first conducted to Tokio, where a very pleasant reception was given our party at the Japanese headquarters’ compound. All hearts were touched by the words of courage and cheer this large company of new recruits inspired, and all were impressed with the thought that we were entering the field as the last-hour reserves called into service for the final conflict and the speedy finishing of the work. Every hour of our stay in Japan was enjoyed by our party.

Thursday morning Elder DeVinney joined us and we started on the last stage of our voyage. The sea was quiet the remainder of the journey, and the closing days of our voyage bound us more closely to one another, as by our separation from Brother and Sister S. G. Jacques at Yokohama, we realized that our pleasant family associations were soon to cease, and we should be privileged to meet only at the throne of grace, where each will be remembered as the result of this brief and very pleasant period of association.

We cast anchor at Wusung, fourteen miles from Shanghai, at one o’clock, August 27. Here we were met by nearly all our workers in Shanghai, together with the local division superintendents who had been called to Shanghai for a committee meeting. They gave us, and the army of missionaries accompanying us, a warm welcome.

Reconnoitering

By G. F. JONES

Pioneering Experiences in the Solomon Islands — No. 7

Reconnoitering

G. F. JONES

The people of the Solomon Islands do not live together in large numbers anywhere. Some islands are more populous than others, and some have been depopulated by disease and war. At the places we called there were no villages. The people lived in districts, but sometimes a long ways apart, each family having its own house. Yet those of one language can be called together at any time for a feast or a council, and also for a mission school or for meetings.

Before we could make any promises to establish a mission among them, we desired to know the conditions we should have to meet, and how many persons there were, all told, so as to know whether it was worth while to go to the expense of erecting buildings for a home and a school. But we cannot get satisfaction from these people as to numbers. When they want us, they say, “A great many.” Then we ask, “Have you one hundred, or one thousand?” and they always reply, “Oh, we don’t understand counting like you white people!” So we go away guessing and have no assurance of anything. This condition of uncertainty among the natives makes mission work slow and expensive, as it necessitates more workers.

EMPLOYEES OF BROTHER JONAH KUMALAE'S UKULELE FACTORY

One day we sailed toward a large white cliff in a bay where the sea is nearly always high and boisterous. Not until we almost reached the cliff could we see an opening, but it led us immediately into a large, beautiful harbor, quite closed in, with not a ripple on the water. The sudden change reminded us of our old advent hymns describing the departure from this stormy world to our calm and everlasting haven of rest. The ranges of mountains with their high peaks in the background, with the glassy water of the harbor reflecting the beauty all around, made a magnificent view.

Were there any natives living there? — Yes. A few naked, scrofulous old and young men soon made their appearance in canoes. They wanted tobacco, pipes, cloth, medicine; but did they want a missionary? We waited a few days for their answer, when one of their young men came forward as spokesman and said in pidgin English: “Me fellows cut him tree fall. You fellow stop make him one school.” We tried to learn how many persons there were in this district, as we were hoping to find a place to start where there would be a number of natives who could be brought together; but we failed to get any definite information. So we planned to look elsewhere for a location for our mission, and call again at this place.

SOLOMON ISLAND SAVAGES, READY FOR ANYTHING

However, these young people did not wait. They went ahead and cut down huge trees and cleared the bush, then went through swamps and found a location on higher ground beyond. I felt very dubious about the place. It looked like a malarial district, and I feared that none of us could live there. They insisted that it was a good place. I searched through the nautical directory for a description of the harbor. It said, “Viru harbor has proved to be a healthful place.” I have since learned with sorrow that the other places we chose as sites for our mission stations, with no swamps in sight, have been unhealthful and malarious; while Viru harbor has been somewhat better for the health of the workers.

The Viru people went ahead with the work, so that it was difficult to deny them. I wondered how many would finally make their appearance at the

meetings and school, for I could see only two houses in the distance. We did not mean to give these people up, but wished to go farther and see what might be waiting for us beyond. So we called at several districts between thirty and fifty miles away, and saw their chiefs, but none were ready to decide, all wanted time to counsel together. Returning to Viru, we found the natives willing and ready. A stormy season struck us, and we were obliged to lie still and be content in this sheltered harbor.

Circumstances seemed to shut us in with the Viru people, and there we started our first mission. Between seventy and ninety attended our meetings every Sabbath. They nearly all lived miles away, in the bush and up the rivers. It was a pleasure to see the attention they gave during the service, and their willingness to learn. We had between thirty-five and forty-five attending school every day. One of their number, a young man named Verane, is now ready to start a mission outschool at Nono. We are training our native young people for service as quickly as we can. A few more will soon be ready. Verane is a quiet, conscientious, studious Christian boy, and is a real jewel. Brother and Sister O. V. Hellestrand are now in charge of the Viru Mission.

He Leadeth Me

By Laura Kretschmar

Twenty-third Psalm

LAURA KRETSCHMAR

The Lord my Shepherd leadeth me Beside the waters still; To pastures green he calleth me, To know no want or ill.

For his name's sake he leadeth me In paths of holiness; My soul restored, I know no fear, And no more loneliness.

Yea, though I walk through valleys drear— The vale and shadow of death, Thy rod, thy staff, bring comfort near When evil threateneth.

Mid enemies though I must toil, A table thou hast spread; My cup is full and runneth o'er; Thou dost anoint my head.

The Lord my Shepherd promised me My days should all be well; His love and mercy follow me, In his house I will dwell.

South Lancaster, Mass.

The Faith That Wins

“THE faith that wins is that which turns obstacles into helps. As long as the electric current flows unhindered through the wire, it is not effective. But when it is interrupted, it becomes evident in useful light and heat. Faith that leaps across the hindrance is transformed into power.”

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