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WOMAN’S MISSIONARIE SOCIETIES'
BY MRS. E. RICHARDS.
I noticed in your issue of August
the 25th an article on the above sub
ject by the Rev. W. H. Norton
to which I wish to reply.
It) the first place I wish to assure
him that notwithstanding the ad
verse position which he takes on the
subject I was glad to see it and read
it with interest. Truth and right
never sutler from investigation.
Baptists are probably the most con
servative people in the world. They
resent any change, anything new,
and cling with persistence to old
Changes have been made
for the better, steps forward, in one
’ sense, and in another sense only the
same thing broadened, widened, sys
tematized and made more effective
For instance: the gospel in song was
for a long time rejected by Baptist
churches as unnecessary and as not
being the custom of the early
churches; but when the change was
made and the singing of hymns in
troduced as a part of divine service
it was found to be almost indispen
sible, and really nothing new—only
the gospel in another form. Another
change in the Baptist church was
the introduction of Sunday-schools.
And although a hundred years old 3
spme Baptist churches still reject the
Sunday-school. Some Baptist min
isters still agrue from the pulpit
that there should be no such organ
ization as a Sunday-school, and that
the church of Christ is the only or
ganization necessary for preaching
gospel truths. It was Baptist con
servatism that disputed every inch
of ground. The change was made ;
the tree bore fruit to the glory of
God, and it was found to be nothing
new, only the same gospel taught in
Sunday-school through the church
of Christ. And now, no Baptist
church is considered complete, alive
and working without a Sunday
school.
With all these facts before us
need we bfe surprised that woman’s
missionary societies should be met
with this wall of conservatism? It
has been one hundred years since
the first missionary society was or-
Sanized. It was looked upon with
isfavor, at first but now recognized
as the greatest movement since the
day of Pentecost. Has [it ever in
any way detracted from the church?
It has borne fruit through the
churches: thousands of missionaries
are in foreign fields; hundred of
thousands of converted heathen;
the Bible translated into 250 lan
guages and Christians all over the
World moved by their obligations
to obey the Great Commission.
Womans missionary societies are
the outcome of the Foreign Mission
movement. Foreign Missions felt the
necessity for organization from the
start. Cooperation, method, system,
are necessaries in any mission work
Woman as a Christian worker in
modern times has becu stimulated
and encouraged by the necessity of
women as missionarias to heathen
women. The heathen woman has had
ohief concern on the part of the
church, why then should not women
missionaries receive the support of
women at home?
A womens work must be done in
a womans way. More than once the
disciples of Christ murmured at a wo
mans way of worship. “And they
murmured against her,” and Jesus
answered: “O woman great is thy
faith ; be it unto thee even as thou
wilt.” Matt. 26 :10.
A society is a good work, done in
faith and no more takes the place
of the church than does the Sunday
school. Judge the tree by its fruits.
Can there spring evil from good?
When a band of Christian women
meet together and pray with zeal
and faith : “Thy kingdom come and
give of their substance, their time
and their talent for the furtherance
of God’s cause who would dare say
that his blessing and presence will
be withheld? If God is for us who
can be against us? It is no new de
parture; it is only a return to the
early days of the church when a
company of women banded together
and “ministered unto Him of their
substance ; Luke 8:2, 3.
It has been fourteen years since
the first society was organized in
Georgia. Every year the number
increases, until to-day, there are al
most four hundred societies. Dur
ing that time they have contributed
over one hundred thousand dollars
to missions and benevolent pur
poses, but the greatest good done
cannot be computed in dollars and
cents; the reflex of missions—“ Give
and it shall be given unto you,’" has
certainly been verified.
These societies have been organ
ized with the consent and assistance
of the pastors of the several churches.
Hear the encouraging words through
the Index, of Bro. I. T. Tichenor,
Cor. Sec. Home Board: “Year by
year we have seen and felt your in
creasing help.” And the kind words
of T. P. Bell of the Foreign Mission
Board; “We have confidence in
your zeal, enthusiasm and consecra
tion to the work—our common work
—yours and ours.” All these things
would avail but little and all efforts
fail but for the abiding presence and
assistance of the Holy Spirit.
THE REFLEX INFLUENCE OF MIS-
BY MRS. ETHAN CURTIS.
Ever since the world was young
the place of woman has been the
problem of time. She entered Eden
as a helpmeet.. She walked forth
from Paradise accused and accursed.
Ignorant nations, nations that have
lost that old Bible record, have clung
tenaciously to a faint echo from the
great truths. Woman is the cause
of human woe; hence bitterness,
barbarity, bondage, every species of
degradsitioh has been her portion.
Civilization sought new paths of
progress. Greece made woman a
goddess, but morality was forgotten
in magnificence. Rome honored
motherhood and protected purity,
but woman’s work was divorced
from man’s, and both nations fell-
The Church of Rome has fallen
down to w orship woman in her di
vinest place—the mother. Up
among the clouds, along with saints
and angels, they have enthroned her.
Thus they have robbed her of her
God-given right—the right which
came with the curse of Eden—work.
Woman, too much exalted, has
been powerless to purify that re
splendent old religion which calls it
self Catholic.
America has been called the Par
adise of woman. But perhaps her
strife for place and power has never
been so great as here. She has
knocked persistently at college doors,
until the oldest and best have, at
least, creaked their ancient hinges>
while new and splendid ones have
arisen for her own especial use. But
not the college with its culture, not
the ballot with its supposed sover
eignty, can do so much for woman
as missions are doing the world over.
There is no organization of women,
in this nation, to-day so large, strong)
pure, earnest, unselfish, wide-reach
ing, so free from dissension and crit
icisms, as these our many missiona
ry organizations of the great Protes
tant churches. We ask no favors ;
our sole object is to confer favors.
We make no apologies for our ex
istence ; our purpose is above apol
ogy. Nowhere do we oppose man.
Our first object is to be his ready
and willing assistant. This organi
zation is bound to man’s in a high
and holy marriage—love to Christ
and his cause. And their offspring
are the countless throng of saved
souls in far-off Asia, long-forgotten
Africa, and our own precious Amer
ica. Children we are feeding with
out seeing, loving without knowing,
but whose shining faces and white
souls will greet us on the farther
shores of time.
Rivers, with their sources in the
earth, flow but one way ; it is al
ways down stream. But the ocean
currents, with their sources in the
great ocean itself, flow both forward
and backward. The waters of Asia
wash our western coasts, w’hile those
of Mexico bathe Europe’s coldest
countries ; then both return to that
sheltered (basin in their own sun
swept clime. While carrying the
tropics almost to the frigid zone,
they keep their own southern gulfs
from stagnation and evaporation.
These missionary organizations, like
the Great ocean currents, aro deep
and strong and wide. They have
their sources in God himself. They
flow on to far-off nations, to cold,
bleak, and barren coasts. After giv
ing forth warmth, fertility, a new
THE CHRISTIAN INDEX: THURSDAY. OCTOBER. 6. 1892.
growth, they return, bringing vigor,
freshness, purity, strengsh to gain a
new fervor and a new faith in the
sunshine of God’s eternal presence.
This reflex current is vital and
vitalizing, immense and immeas
urable, sacred and sanctifying.
The root of all sin is selfishness ;
the seed of salvation is unselfishness.
Intense and strong, and tender and
true as is the home life, it has its
selfish elements, and every woman,
to be grandest and noblest, needs
something to awaken love that is not
of her own belongings. These mis
sionary bands are not organized pri
marily to get something for our
selves, but to give something to oth
ers. From base to summit, from
centre to circumference, one spirit
guides all. Give, give yourself, give
your, prayers, give your purses, give
your gladdest greeting to others)
even to unknown and alien nations,
and give all unto God. While home
missions seem our first duty, for
eign missions are never to be neg
lected, if for no other reason than
this alone—they are the most abso
lutely outside of self and selfish in
terests. Our partnership with
Christ in the world’s redemption has
been taken for the entire earth.
Neglect not the remotest island of
the sea. If wo gain by this giving,
as we most surely shall, it is only be
cause we have followed one of the
truest texts of Scripture, “He that
loseth his life for my sake shall find
it.”
Our mission bands are inclusive,
not exclusive. Our colleges claim
to be democratic, but a strong aris
tocracy of intellect flavors their dem
ocracy. To know all kinds of peo
ple is true culture ; to touch tender
ly the heart of humanity everywhere
is real religion. In these missiona
ry gatherings the refined, retiring
woman (of wealth, mayhap) meets
the sturdy, self-reliant working wo
man, and learns that real riches are
within the character, not tied by
purse-strings. The cultured college
girl meets here the unread, but not
ignorant shop-girl, and learns that
not all knowledge is compressed in
to books. The woman of fastidious
speech hears an English more rhyth
mic than regular, and learns that the
tenderness of our tongue is above
and beyond rules. Thus all classes
and kinds meet under the canopy of
Christ in order to gain the highest
culture earth can give—soul growth.
Our mission circles open to wo
men an inexhaustible and inspiring
field of study. We have an invest
ment in India, and India has a new
interest for us. We are paying some
gifted woman for teaching those
black and barbarous children of ours
in Africa, and we want to know
Africa itself. We have pre-empted
the “New West” through those su
perb college-bred sisters of ours>
and its gain and its growth seem our
own. Through them we have sat
quietly by our own fireside and
fought America’s bitterest battle.
Mormonism falls without the sword
because we are teaching the truth
to Mormon children. While men
are pondering the Indian problem
we are trying, with faith, love, joy,
to educate that first-born son of soil
into Christ. Only thus will he
cease to be a wild and wily savage.
Slowly, but oh how surely, are we
women helping to change history it
self—until it shall be written not in
blood, but from out the blessed book
of heaven. Our missionary contri
tions are giving us an ownership in
old earth that makes her most dis
tant lands dearer than the home
stead of our childhood. That had
belonged to our ancestors. This is
the inheritance of our children—an
inheritance that is “eternal and pass
eth not away.”
What a literature is open to our
study 1 Facts before which fiction
pales ; truths behind which romance
must hide herself; —all inspiring to
a nobler life. Study the “Romances
of Missions,” “The Crises of Mis
sions,” the lives of Carey, Judson,
Duff, the Moffats, Livingstone, Han
nington, Taylor, Mackay, Paton.
Read faithfully the best of our mis
sionary periodicals with their heroic
history of our day, and you will feel
that you have trod the borderland of
heaven and listened to angel choirs.
On each Sabbath morning one
church bell peals forth its tones, an
other answers and another ; the
chimes from off the hillside join in,
like children's voices freshly tuned
to sweeter, softer sound than theirs ;
the harmony grows and gathers, and
rolls down the valley and off o’er
the distant hills ; men hear it and
gather unto the house of God. Our
mission circles should ring out in
clear, strong tones a larger love for
Christ, a greater work for God. The
children’s bands, with tender accents
and pure, true tones, should join in
the melody. Others, and still oth
ers, will come with welcoming
words. In all these love answers to
love, peace to peace, joy to joy, un
til men all over this broad earth
shall hear the “Glad tidings of great
joy,” and gather even unto the gates
of heaven and hear the hallelujahs
from on high.—Missionary Review.
AN INTERESTING STATEMENT,
Another still more hopeful sign is
the success of the colored people in
helping themselves. This is of the
most importance. “Wards of the
Nation” as a watchword for the fu
ture would be an injury and blight
to the colored people. Self-help and
seif-development and self guidance
are essential in all proper progress.
The colored people are disposed to
build up their religious enterprises.
They need help, counsel and direc
tion in securing their own develop
ment. Upon the whole 1 think they
have done well.
I have faith and hope in God for
the solution of all the enigmas and
doubts and darkness that surround
the future of the colored people.
One may well avoid theorizing, but
when the past is considered that
Divine Providence allowed such a
large number of Africans to come in
to this land, and place them in close
relationship with a superior people
for an education and development,
which seemingly could be had in no
other way, and then allowed this re
lationship to be broken up and a new
career to be opened—then we may
well confess that lie works beyond
our knowledge. The Christian may
rest in hope that the same provident
care will work out the great, strange
problem. No man fiiebd prqpheoy
■ what their future shall be, for proph
ecies shall fail; but the plain, simple
facts of duty to God, to help the
weak, to raise up those that lie bow
ed down—are upon us. A great
problem but a great opportunity let
us wisely and patiently do what lies
in our power. Let no rude intefer
ences “bate one jot of heart or hope”
in joining hands with all good peo
ple, in the great work of helping the
colored people in every way which
fairly promises good for them. I
have written these things, praying
that God may stir the hearts and
hands of our people in this large
field.
Let us cherish kindness and pa
tience. Let us aid them by counsel
and contributions m their work.
Wherever there is an open door for
usefulness and help, let us enter it
for their good, and the glory of
Christ. Methods and opportunities
will suggest themselves to the ear
nest, hopeful, helpful spirit, which
we should constantly increase and
cherish.
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ANOTHER LOVE StORY.
L
Hs bonfcht her chocolates and sweets
Os every modern kind.
He made himself liet constant slave,
And to her faults was blihd.
She teased and Haltered him by turns,
And led him to believe
Thst. if he ever left her, she
Forevermore would grieve.
11.
Together they wore always seen, •
She wore his diamond ring,
And seemed most willing to receive
Tho homage he might bring.
He felt quite sure of her at Inst,
And she was sure of him.
He called her "Kitty” always, and
Sometimes she called him "Jim.”
111.
Oh, well, you say. they got engaged.
And wed—a common case
But that my friend, is whore you are
Completely off your hash.
They meet occasionally now
In Fashion's dizzy whirl.
She has another lover, and
He has another girl.
—Somerville Journal.
A lump of bees wax dissolved in
a small quantity of sweet oil over a
candle and cooled is an excellent
remedy for chapped lips.
Great attention should be paid to
keeping the nails in good order.
They should be brushed at least
twice a day and the skin around tho
lower part rubbed down by a soft
towel. If the sides of the nails be
come stained wash them well with
soap and after rinsing brush them
with lemon juice.
Take Hood’s and only Hood’s, be
cause Hood’s Sarsaparilla Cures. It
possesses merit peculiar to itself.
Try it yoruself. >
The following recipe is for pearl
water, a complexion aid: Take one
pound of castile soap and one gallon
of water. Dissolve and then add a
quart of alcohol, with two drachms
of oil of rosemary and oil of laven
der.
Violet powder may be made by
taking six parts, by weight, of wheat
starch and two parts of orris root
powder. Having reduced the starch
to an impalpable powder, mix thor
oughly with the orris root and then
perfume with ottar of Lemon, ottar
of cloves and ottar of bergamont,
using twice as much of the lemon as
either of the other ottars.
There is no preparation which will
keep naturally straight hair in curl
but the following will keep the hair
in curl for a short time: Two
ounces of borax, one drachm of gum
arabic and one quart of hot, but not
boiling water. Stir these together
and as soon as all the ingredients are
dissolved, add three tablespoonfuls
of strong spirits of camphor. On
retiring to rest wet the hair with the
above liquid and roll in twists of pa
per. Do not disturb until morning,
when untwist and form in ring
lets.
LEMON MARMALADE.
The following is a genuine old
grandmother’s recipe Boil the rinds
of your lemons in water till tender,
and then beat them in a mortar;
next boil up three pounds of refined
sugar (loaf sugar) in a pint of water,
skim it and add to it a pound of the
rind; boil fast till the syrup is thick)
stirring carefully all the while; hav
ing removed all seeds, put the pulp
and juice to it, with a pint of apple
liquor; boil all gently until well jellied
which will be in about thirty minutes.
Pour into small pots. Oranges may
be done in the same manner if de
sired.
WHEN SHE CARVES.
It is pleasant to see a woman
carve, if she does it deftly ; there
seems something appropriate and al
most Scriptural in a woman’s dis
pensing food to her household. Eng
lish women nearly always carve, but
in this country the work is almost
invariably relegated to the men. To
save strength, time and patience in
carving it is absolutely necessary to
have a sharp knife. As a general
rule cut across the grain. A turkey
should be placed with the head to
ward the right hand of the carver.
The breast is generally cut in slices
parallel with the breastbone; but if
the turkey is large, first cut the
wings off close to the body and then
cut across. A good way to keep a
knife perfectly sharp, and make your
husband think you give him the ten
derest of joints, is to use a “ rifle,’’
such as the farmers sharpen their
scythes upon. A few turns on this
will give an edge that will cut through
anything.—N. Y. Tribune.
AMATEUR DRESSMAKING CLUBS
Among the clubs that commend
themselves to women who must
study economy are those for amateur
dressmaking. Such a club was
formed last winter by a number of
young wives who had become dissat
isfied with the high prices and poor
work of tlioir dressmakers, saved
many dollars and gave much plea
sure to its members. Their work
was confined at first to tea gowns
and to cotton dresses for summer
wear, met two or three times
a week, and gave one another the
benefit of their taste and experience
over their work. One had a knowl
edge of fitting, and one a good eye
for colors and draping, while one of
the class was quite an artist in trim
mings, so that the dresses evolved
wore more tasteful and more per
fectly and quickly made than if one
woman had toiled over them by her
self. There Was also a friendly
rivalry after awhile as to the one
who should produce the prettiest
gown at the least expense.—N Y.
Evening Post.
A NEW SLEEVE.
One of the new sleeves—tho Flor
entine—is tight from the wrist to
several inches” above the elbow. Tho
upper part is a full, deep puff, band
ed at tho lower edge. The sleeve
and the puff aro very often of two
contrasting fabrics and colors. The
leg-o’-mutton stylo appears upon
some of the handsomest French
gowns. Tho now cavalier cuff of
velvet trims many of tho sleeves of
tailor-made costumes, and a new
coat-sleeve has a jabot drapery on
tho back of the arm from shoulder
to elbow, and again is made slightly
flaring at the wrists to show a tiny
undersleeve in the shape of a puff.
This daintily-finished model is copied
from some beautiful art toilets made
for ladies of the court. The under
sleeve, to suit various dresses, is
made severally of lace, net, velvet,
chiffon, dotted silk tulle and India
mull.
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BREAKFAST.
Life within (Joors has few pleasanter pros
pects than a neatly arranged breakfast table.
—Hawthorne.
In view of the day's adventure
Whatever of ill befall,
The steak and the fragrant coffee
Hath power to chopr withal.
Between tho smiles and tho muffins,
Croquettes and the kindly jest;
Surely of all reflections
Tho morning repast Is best.
Fruits of tropical flavor,
Flowers, tho eye to greet,
And faces of happy children
Than flowers fairer and sweet.
Purest of glass and damask.
Best of tho Haviland ware
But lovo is queen of the household scone,
Norseorneth at huinblo fare.
For love in a cot or palace.
Wherever true love is known,
Is soul of the feast, for so it is writ.
None liveth by bread alone.
’ —lsadoro Baker in Table Talk
We all admire frankness. A sim
ple, natural way of coming directly
to the truth of a matter without any
unnecessary beating about the bush
is a quality both attractive and oom
mendable, but there is aline so easily
crossed that runs between delightful
sincerity and rude abruptness. Some
people pride themselves on being
frank and artless, when they are
positively unbearable in their harsh
revealing of unpleasant facts. The
moral courage that prompts to a
standing up for the right of a matter
even when the consequences may
not be altogether pleasant, is a qual
ity that makes its owner, whether
man or woman, more greatly res
pected in consequence; but the pert
young miss who thinks it cute to tell
you unpleasant personal truths, lay
ing the rudeness to the door of frank
ness, is a very disagreeable person in
deed. In order to be outspoken
and true we need not be offensive.
A degree of frankness, counterbal
anced by a wise judgment that does
not allow the freely spoken senti
ments to wound, is the quality to’ be
cultivated. Rudeness, a habit of
wounding, sharp personalities and a
disposition to drag out family skele
tons until you set their bonds to rat
tling for the world to hear are types
of frankness that are just as well to
avoid.
LITTLE BROTHER'S COLLECTION
BOX.
For two days tho rain had poured
nor did it cease at night. The next
was Sunday, calm, clear and beauti
ful; but the roads looked as though
they were impassable as little Mary
and her father set out for church to
gether.
“I don’t believe there’ll be many
people in church to-day,” said Mary
picking her way through the mud
and jumping over the puddles.
“I’m afraid not, my dear,” said
her father.
“But if they could only go in bal
loons, there’d be lots there,” said the
child; “it is just lovely in the sky
to-day, not one cloud to bump
against.”
The sky was beautiful indeed, for
there were but few trees in that lev
el land to break tho full circle
of the sky, in all its gracious ex
panse.
“Still,” continued littlo Mary,
“people could get to church if they
wanted to, for it is easy enough to
jump over muddy places, if you don’t
have an umbrella. I walk on my
heels to keep my rubbers clean, so as
not to get the church carpet muddy.
Isn’t that kind of me?”
“It is the day for the home mission
collection,” said the dominie, speak
ing half to himself, “that’s why I’m
sorry the aro so bad. Tho
collection will be a small one, I
fear.”
“Mother said you had her money,”
said Mary, “I have ours, a quarter
for Tommy, and a quarter for me
and a quarter for tho little broth
er.
“What do you mean by that,
Mary?” asked her father.
“Oh, mamma said we might just
give as much for the littlo brother in
Heaven as if he was here. We
weren’t to talk about it before you
because it makes you feel so sad.
So we have a box for his money, like
ours. It seems to make him more
alive if we do that,” said the child.
Mr. Stevens looked down at his
little daughter. He could not bear
yet to speak of the lovely boy who
the year before had gone from them
to God. But the mother never wear
ied of talking of him to the children,
trying to keep his memory fresh in
their loving hearts.
“It was a very happy thought)
Mary,” said her father.
“I think he’ll like it,” said the
child, “to have a little box like mine
and Tommy’s. I gave him the best
box ( and took the one that had the
paper off the corner.”—(“Old Billy’s
Contribution.”)
THE GIVING OF GIFTS.
TO DO SO GRACEEULLY ADDS MUCH
TO THEIR VALUE.
Did you ever receive a present
that was given in such a begrudging
fashion or with so little grace that
you would have liked to hand it
back to the honor of your innate
politeness had not held you in check ?
Gifts thus received have no value in
them, even though they be of sur
passing worth in the eyes of the
world. A single rose presented with
a little graceful air of compliment
and pleasure in the act is more ap
preciated than a string of priceless
pearls that are doled out with scowls
or in a manner that speaks more
loudly than words of the ungracious
sentiments of the giver. The sea
son is coming on now when an inter
change of offerings will be the order
of the day and let us all, just for
once, see if the true spirit of Christ
mas cannot enter into the giving of
our gifts whether they be great or
small. Let love and good will
prompt whatever we may see fit to
bestow and let no thought of the
return gauge the cost or the quality
of our own offering. To be a cheer
ful giver is a quality that is most
desirable. True generosity dock
not lie in the lavishness of the dona
tion, but in the sweet spirit that
dominates and permeates it whether
it be great or small.
TURNING THE GRINDSTONE.
When I was a little boy, I remem
ber, one cold winter’s morning, I
was accosted by a smiling man with
an axe on his shoulder. “My pretty
boy,” said he, ‘‘has your father a
grindstone?” “Yes, sir,” said I. You
are a fine little fellow,” said he, “will
you let me grind my axe on it?”
Pleased with the compliment of “fine
little feliow,” “Oh, yes, sir,” I an
swered. “It is down in the Ejhop.’’
“And will you, my man,” said he
patting me on the head, “get me a
little hot water?” How could I re
fuse? I ran and soon brought a
kettle full. “How old are you? and
what’s your name?” continued he,
without waiting for a reply. “I am
sure you are one of the finest lads
that ever I have seen. Will you
just turn a few minutes for me?”
Tickled with tho flattery, like a
little fool I went to work, and bitter
ly did I rue the day. It was a new
axe, and I toiled and tugged till I
was almost tired to death. The
school bell rang and I could not get
away; my hands were blistered, and
the axe was not half ground. At
length, however, it was sharpened,
and the man turned to me with:
“Now, you little rascal, you’ve played
truant; scud to the school, or you’ll
rue it!” “ Alas!” thought I, “it
was hard enough to turn a grind
stone this cold day, but now to be
called a little rascal is too much.”—
Benjimin Franklin.
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