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A The ELECTROPOISE is able to cure all disease, because all disease can be traced to the ■to SAME SOURCE-WEAKNESS. Nature has not the strength to resist the poisonous elements and PAIN follows. Pain is nature’s danger signal, and when you put medicine in your stomach to relieve Pain you still the voice of Nature but the CAUSE is not removed and sooner or later will overtake you. The ELECTROPOISE adds strength to an unlimited degree. Write for information. ATLANTIC ELECTROPOISE COMPANY, Room 45, Gould Building, ATLANTA, GA. yuantan’» MISS MARY E, WRIGHT, : ; Editress PROGRAM FQR WOMAN'S MISSION ARY MEETING NOVEMBER 1892 SUBJECT—JAPAN. “No act falls fruitless, none can tell How vast its power may be ” Japan.—‘-Listen, 0 isles, unto me !” Missionaries, 4 ; native as sistants, 2 ; stations, 3 ; churches, 1 ; membership, 25 ; baptisms, 16. Study Topics.—Roman Catholic ism in Japan. Protestantism in Ja pan. Religious unrest. Outlook, for Christianity. What have Bap tist missionaries accomplished ? Ja pan, the object for Christmas Offer ing of 1892. 1. Leader.—Why is this subject of special interest just now ? Why was Japan selected as object of this year’s Christmas offering? 2. Hymn.—“ Over the ocean wave,” G. H. 296. 3. Facts.—“ Japan has a population of 40,000,000 people—3o,ooo Protestant Christians, 1,000 of whom are Baptists. Though missionaries of evangelical bod ies number 200, yet a great, if not the greater, part of them are devoted to school and liter ary work, leaving but a small force to direct missionary la bor among the people. It is prob ably within the limits to say that one-half the population are on: of practical working reach of the present Baptist forces in Japan.” 4. Scriptures.—Matt. 9 : 35-38. 5. Prayer for missionaries, calling them by name. 6. Selected music. 7. Leaflet.—“ Religious Condition of Japan,” by Rev. J. A. Brun son. , 8. Seed thought for the month Christmas offering—what shall mine be in money, time, effort ? 0. Prayer for blessing on this spe cial effort. 10. Report of member appointed to distribute Mission Cards. 11. Business. Call for subscrip tions to Foreign Mission Jour nal and for volunteers to form clubs. 12. Hymn.—“ Hear the call,” .... G. H. 149. URGENT" NECESSITY FOR IMMEDI ATE ACTION. BY JOHN A. BRUNSON. In many respects Japan is one of the pleasantest fields in the whole region of missionary effort. The cli mate is fairly good, many of the conveniences of civilization are easi ly attainable, the facilities of commu nication and travel arc admirable, and the people are generally kind, polite, agreeable, docile, and capa ble of strong attachment and deep hatred. The Emperor is one of the most enlightened and progressive monarchs in the Orient, and keeps about him an advisory council com posed of men who are in touch with the world. The spirit of progress has pervaded the entire thinking portion of the population of the em pire. Improvements can be observed on every hand, and frequently jnstapo sition in which works of modern in vention are placed with rude contri vance of former ages, heightens the contrast and testifies to the progress of the last few decades. For exam ple, the traveller comfortably seated upon the large and roomy deck of one of the splendid steamers of the Nippon Yusen Yaisha, a Japanese line of steamers, often sees native junks, clumsily and slowly travers ing the island seas laden with arti cles of domestic commerce, and he naturally contrasts the two vessels and takes cognizance of the rapid advances Japan has made in recent years. And because of this progressive spirit ami the many innovations that have been introduced, and the sub stantial improvements that have been made, life is made really pleas ant to the foreign resident. When he enters his house and closes his doors, he can easily forget that be is in a heathen country. Christianity has also made rapid progress. Twenty years ago there was one little Christian church in the Empire, while the number of believ eis wa« very small. Now there are more than 300 organized churches, with an aggregate of about 34,000 members. The entire working force of Ch r i s tia n s, including missionaries, ordained natives, native evangelists, Bible women, and ministerial stu dents, is said to be about 1,600. Contrast this with the fact that twenty years ago the interdict against Christianity had not been removed; it was often dangerous for a native to profess Christianity publicly, and the missionary was re garded as an object of suspicion, and the progress will appear almost phe nomenal. Religious liberty is now granted by constitutional enactment, so that the Christian can claim equal protection from the law as the Bud dhist. But with all these signs of prog ress which awaken gratitude and in spire hope, threatening portents are to be seen upon the religious hori zon of Japan, and it is wise to raise the danger signal and give warning. Japan has awakcded from her sleep of centuries, and has thrown wide open her doors for tne admission of light from the great West. She in vited scholars to her shores to teach her rising young men, and sent many of her choiciest youths to study in the great Universities of Germany, England and America. Her progress is the great national phenomenon of the age. She has learned a great deal that is good and enobling, but with the wheat she has taken much chaff. She has learned much, she has much to unlearn. She is intoxicated with Western science and philosophy, and displays a strong predilection for rationalism. Even the Doshisha, the college founded by the celebrated and justly loved Nishima, the best equipped Christian college in the country, and now presided over by one of Nishi ma’s disciples, is permeated with ra tionalism. A Japanese of some learning said to me not long ago that the Japanese mind was too logical to accept the doctrines of the Bible in their entirety, that such teachings as the divinity of Christ, his resurrec tion from the dead, etc., were untrue and must be rejected. This man’s opinion may be accepted as a repre sentative of thousands of young Jap anese to-day, whose superficial know edge of science and philosophy fos ters a hostile attitude towards the Bible, and engenders in them an al most intolerable conceit. Opposi tion to Christianity is to them a sign of superior attainments and liberal thought* Such a state of affairs is deplora ble, and calls for prompt action. Christ’s injunction to Judas may now be addressed to Southern Bap tists, “What thou doest, do quickly.” If you mean to give the Gospel to Japan, now is the time. Delay not. She needs the Gospel, not education; preachers not school teachers. Send men and women who are burdened with the necessity of bearing the message of salvation to the Japan ese, who feel that God has laid upon them this work, and woe is unto them if they do it not. With such men on the field supported by the prayers and sympathies of the Chris tians in the home land, we may hope for glorious success. But such men cannot come without means, hence the wisdom of devoting the Christ mas Offering to Japan. God grant that a liberal offering be made and our feeble forces immediately re-in forced. Remember, brethren and sisters, that prompt action must be taken if you expect to do much for Japan. She is reaching a critical stage in her development and the conserva tive power of the Gospel is her only safeguard against disaster. Kokura, Japan. how we ‘made’T’mTsbionaby MEETING INTERESTING. BY IIAKRIETTE REA. As a rule, the meetings of our un ion auxiliary to the Woman’s Board of Missions have failed to attract a good-sized audience. Indeed, our ladies have been heard to declare openly that, unless we had a speak er from Boston, they would not at tend, as these meeting were hope lessly dull. To be sure, there were letters from Turkey, or India, or Japan as the case might be; but oh! can anything be dryer than one of those long epistles, read aloud with the usual absence of force and fluency? Sometimes we have wished that Madame deSevigno could have tried her hand at a missionary letter. The THE CHRISTIAN INDEX: THURSDAY. NOVEMBER 3. 1892. slums of London and New York are not wholly destitute of fun and sparkle. A few scintillations now and then from heathen countries would be very acceptable. We sent to the auxiliary members of the three churches, and asked for the names of ladies who were will ing to talk, for five minutes or less upon some topic connected with mis sions, or the countries in which they have been founded. It must be a talk. The law against reading anything for this one afternoon was to be “according to the law of the Medes and Per sians, which altereth not.” Another suggestion was made. The talk, as far as each one could judge for herself, must be interest ing. Everything but truth should be sacrificed to this idea. The la dies were also to agree that nothing but sickness or sudden death should prevent their coming. We did not expect to be overrun with volunteers, under such condi tions, but twelve women said “I will try.” On the day of the meeting, one woman remarked: “Nobody knows how I dread this afternoon. I haven’t had a night’s sound sleep since I promised to help. I’d give five dollars to get out of it.” We instantly declared our willing ness to let her off for five dollars, but no notice was taken of our re mark. Prayer for the meeting was not forgotten ; for spiritual power is indefinable, but essential as the life giving quality in the atmosphere is to our breath. A goodly number were present at the usual hour of the opening exercises. The singing was spirited and excellent. The speakers were requested to follow each other without being called. There was a moment’s silence, —a waiting pause. Then a lady came forward to the desk with the re mark, “Some one must break the ice, so I will begin.” She told us about the St. Paul Institute at Tar sus, —a memorial to St. Paul in his native city, and then added a sug gestion of her own, —this was the year when our thoughts turn natu rally to Spain and to Queen Isabel la’s interest in Columbus: Why could not we, as missionary women and grateful citizens of our new country, contribute to an “Isabella fund,” to be devoted to the Spanish missions? Next a young mother gave a live ly account of a five o’clock tea in Japan, given by one of the mission aries to the wealthy ladies of the place,—an innovation, but a great success. She was followed by one who said that, since she had agreed to look for something interesting in missionary literature, she had taken up India, and it seemed to her now there could be no other country so attractive. She dwelt upon the zenanas, and the success of teachers in these homes. The next one said : “I found an article upon the way in which they make tea in Japan for a supper, where guests are invited. It was so curious and formal that I couldn’t forget it.” She gave a careful des cription, including the . rare and costly dishes that were used. Then a lady without rising, spoke in a low, but very clear voice: “I read of an invalid, confined to her room, who was called to give up one of her sons to become a missionary. At first the thought was unendura ble, but a new hold upon life came to this mother through unforeseen agencies,—an awakening to the in terest of missions all over the world the coming in of neighbors to hear her son’s letters, the estab lishing a mission circle, the wi dening of interests that brought strength to body and soul.” Two others spoke, in a general manner, of missionary work and the ways in which help could be given. They did not repeat; for each ex pressed her own thought in her own way. Another asked leave to say a word about Like and Light,—its merit, and its importance as the organ of the Woman’s Board. Our secretary had a story to tell of a company of convict women, who formed a line into the sea as far as they could stand, and saved a number of exhausted people from a wreck. So “Christianity makes an infinitesimal influence infinite.” We may not do actual work among wo men in foreign lands, but we can form a human life-line, and, by the chain of united prayer and effort, aid in the work of bringing light out of darkness. A young wife said she had been reading of two women who told Mr. Moody that they were asking God to to fill him with the power of the Holy Spirit. He thought he pos sessed it already, but was moved by this confesssion to pray more ear nestly for the gift; and it came to him with such a power that ho found no words to express it. We may learn some day that our prayers for the missionary work, offered up in the midst of our care and our daily labor, have been a source of power and fruitfulness. A lady with a cheerful face re marked that a coming marriage in her own family had perhaps, attract ed her to the marriage customs of other nations. She gave an amusing account of the mishaps in a Chinese city occasioned by a change of sedan chairs, which brought about a change of brides. The last on the list was one whose daughter had recently gone to Africa, to be a teacher in a school at Natal. We gladly lengthened the meeting fifteen minutes, to hear an account of her journey, her new home, and her delight in the work. All were, of course, intensely interested in one who went from our own auxiliry. So closed the meeting. Except in the last case, no speaker had occupied over five minutes, many not more than two or three. Not one had been dull, or failed to command at tention. There was a variety of tdpics, a vigor, an enthusiasm, that could only arise from personal inves tigation and individual expression* This never can be brought about by the reading of papers. The person ality of a speaker furnishes the mag netism. Twelve is a large number for one meeting: but the uncertainty of the trial made it safer to arrange for an unusual supply. The criticisms of the audience were favorable. With the wide world for a field, why should not a missionary meeting be full of attractive inci dents and suggestions ? The was a sequel. Among these participants were those who had never joined an auxiliary. We no ticed, afterwards, on the collector’s list, that each one had pledged her dollar for the coming year. Lowell, Mass. WAGES A NECESSITY BUT NOT THE MOTIVE. “THE way of it.” “Mrs. C. is the most useful woman in this town,” said Mrs. Grant to her visitor. “Not one would be so greatly missed. She is not only efficient, but so kind and willing. If I could afford it I would hire hrr much more than I do.” “She gets pay for her work, doesn’t she? queried the city lady. “Y-e-s!—she gets—pay—for her work—but somehow I never feel when I hand her her pay—although it is all she asks—as if I had really paid for what she has done for me. In fact I think many cannot pay for all of it. It is the way in which she does everything. She comes in like a ray of sunshine and smiles over the big wash as if it were simply an amusement. Any little extra need is met with a cheerful‘Let me do it!’ She is never ■very tired,’ nor ‘very hungry,’ nor ‘very anything,’ except energetic and thoughful and anxious to do all she can for you with a spirit of genuine interest in your affairs. In short you might think that it was solely for pleasure that she washed and ironed and baked and cleaned for her neighbors, did you not know that the food and clothes, education and management of four children depended on the head and hands of this one small person. She takes the pay, of course; but through the long busy day there is nothing to suggest to your mind that she is working for wages.’ Then, too, you may be sure of her, if she promises; for the interest of those for whom she serves seems as near to her as her own.” “Well, well!” sighed the lady from the city, “she should bo called the eighth wonder of the world! I wish that any amount of money could purchase such help as that in the city where I live. Wages would rise immediately, I do assure you.” “Os course,” said Mrs. Grant, “and not only that, but if girls who go out to domestic service would work like that, the position would soon rise to the same rank of gentility as type-writing or book-keeping. Such girls could not fail of winning love and respect from everyone—for not less appreciated than the service rendered, albeit unpaid, is the man ner of its rendering. Work done faithfully, kindly and conscientious ly, is noble work, whether wrought with brain or hand, in hall or kitchen.’ —Christian at work. ZING UNDER STOVES. In putting up a fall stove, it is well to recall the superiority of a zinc platform about an inch in thickness over the old-fashioned piece of zinc. When the stove is raised a little in this way, the dust does not collect under it so oasily. There is" no rough edge to cut the hand of the scrubber, and to spring up and to leave a crevice under which dust is sure to gather. This method of mounting the stove should be insist on in the kitchen, and costs but a trifle more than an ordinary sheet of zinc. In fact, any clever workman can make such a platform. It is merely made of one thicknsss of board covered firmly with zinc at the top and all over the edges. It is well to avoid all zinc cover ed with corrugations or other places sunken in it for ornament sake. The smoother and plainer the zinc is, the better. It is well for housekeepers to remember, in purchasing zinc, that there are two qualities of this metal, the light and heavy zinc.—Tri bune. A HOME WITHOUT A MAN. Lucas Malet remarks: It must be admitted that, with all their many virtures, women have not near ly so innate a sense of the lesser dignities of living as men. They cannot—perhaps owing to want of physical strength—pay as much at tention to that outward ritual which makes life proceed, even in private, with self-respect and punctuality. An establishment in which there is no man is liable to be uncertain as to hours, messy as to meals, tin methodi. cal in many ways. Those won derful women of the future the result of several genera tions of high school and university culture, who arc going to improve us vastly in so many ways, may possi bly add masculine appreciation of small dignities and privacies to their other excellences; may have learnt to prefer butcher’s meat to miscel laneous editions of tea and toast at odd hours, and to regard morning wrappers as part of the livery of that slavery from which they fondly, believe they have escaped forever. But, meanwhile, there is no denying that a household gains perceptibly in good tone and outward regularity from the moment a man becomes a member it. Women are forever making short cuts to comfort; a man, on the other hand, walks straight along the high-road toward that de sirable object, and, I venture to think generally succeeds in reaching it the first. MEN WHOM WOMEN LIKE. Perhaps the greatest charm in either man or woman—that which is most certain to win our liking, re marks Mrs. Humphrey Ward—is manner. How often we see a man whose manner at the very outset wins the esteem and regard of every one he addresses ! A whole-souled, cordial, yet dignified and modest manner, is a fine heritage, ami I, in common with all my sex. like the man who possesses it. I like the man who preserves a certain dignity, but yet is pliant; who is open and frank and looks you honestly in the face; who speaks out confidently, calmly ; modestly, yet firmly; who is neither bluff nor blunt, but yet free and simple. I like a man who is na tural ; but if a man be naturally too rough, too loud, too curt, or too bru tal, I like him better when he shows himself able to conquer these defects* Gov. J. P. Eagle ot Arkansas, has gone to the Norton Sanatariuni, Louisville, Ky., to be treated for the disease with which he has long suf fered. PA PIES Needing a tonic, or children who want build ing un, should take BROWN’S IKON BITTERN. It la pleasant; cures Malaria, indlgcatlon, BgloiuucM, Liver ComplainU aud Neuralgia. ©Mlxhran’# 05 ar ne t* TRUE TO THEE. Two little eyes to look to God ; Two lit’ lo ears te hear his word; Two little hands to work for him all my days; Two little feet to walk his ways; One little tongue to speak his truth; Ono little heart for him, now in my youth; Take them, dear Jesus, and let them be Always obedient and true to then. HOW LONG WILL IT DO TO WAIT? Dr. Nettleton had come from the evening service in some country town to his home for the night. The good lady of the house, rather an elderly person, after bustling about to provide her guests with refresh ments, and directly before her daughter, who was in the room, said: “Dr. Nettleton, I do wish you would talk to Caroline. She don’t care nothing about going to meeting nor the salvation of her soul. I have talked and talked, and got our min ister to talk, but it don’t seem to do no good. I wish you would talk to her, Dr. Nettleton.” Saying which, she soon left the room. Dr. Nettleton continued quietly taking his repast, when he turned round to the young girl and said: “Now, just tell me, Miss Caroline, don’t they bother you amazingly about this thing ?” She, taken by surprise at an ad dress so unexpected, answered at once: “Yes, sir, they do; they keep talk ing to me all the time, till I am sick of it.” “So I thought,” said Dr. Nettle ton. “Let’s see—how old'are you?” “Eighteen, sir.” “Good health?” “Yes, sir.” “The fact is,” said Dr. Nettleton: “religion is a good thing in itself; but the idea of troubling a young creature like you with it, and you’re in good health, you say. Religion is a good thing. It will hardly do to die without it. I wonder how long it would do for you to wait ?” “That’s just what I’ve been think ing myself,” said Caroline. “Well,” said Dr. Nettleton, “sup pose you stay till you are fifty? No that won’t do; I attended the funer al, the other day, of a lady fifteen years younger than that. Thirty. How will that do?” “I’m not sure it would do to wait quite so long,” said Caroline. “No, I don’t think so either; some thing might happen. See now, twenty-five or even twenty, if we could be sure you would live so long. A year from now; how would that do ?” “I don’t know, sir.” “Neither do I. The fact is, my dear young lady, the more I think of it, and of how many young peo ple, as well apparently as you are, die suddenly, I am afraid to have you put it off a moment longer. Be sides, the Bible says, ‘Now is the accepted time.’—Kind Words. THE VIOLET’S MISSION. A LITTLE GIRL’S STORY. BY EDITH ENDICOTT MAREAN. There was once a little violet who had been planted in a garden near the house of a little girl. The little girl thought a great deal of the violet, and often went there to pick its blossoms. The violet was very contented with her lot for quite a while; but by and by she began to wish that she were a rose on that great big rose bush near her. She saw the roses picked very often, and once heard the little .girl say, as she came crying to the bush t “1 know that Helen would like these roses. If she could say which flow ers to have, she would choose these roses that she used to love so well.” Helen was the little girl’s best friend, who had died, and the roses were put in her hand. Another time some roses were picked by the little girl, and sent to a beautiful bride, and worn on her wedding night. Then the violet wanted very much to be on the rose bush, because, she said. “If I were only a rose, I could make so many people happy.” But the little violet’s day was coming. One morning not long af ter this the little girl camo out to the violet-bed, and picked every blossom, so that she had quite a large bunch of them. She tied them up, and carried them off to another part of the city; and the violet was not sure whether she liked it or not* But, then, she thought that perhaps she was going to do some good, so she was contented, and waited pa tiently. She and her companions were taken up a dark staircase to the top of a tall building, and into a very shabby but clean room, where a sick girl was sitting. She brightened up when she saw the violets, and kissed them afterward, when she said, “They remind me of the time when I was a little girl, and used to pick violets just like these.” The violet thought, “Now I am doing some good”; and she was, for the girl was sick, and needed something to make her happier. Pretty soon her brother came in» and he looked very tired and worn out, and he said, “I guess it is hardly worth trying to get work any more: there doesn’t seem to be a single vacant place.” The sister said noth ing, but gave him some of the violets, among which was our little friend. The young man nearly cried, and, immediately taking up his hat, went out again to hunt for a place, keep ing the violets in his buttonhole. This time ho went to the one store he had not visited before, and was offered work. The violet had indeed been of use, for she and her companions had helped two people—first the sick girl, for it had given her pleasant memories, and then the brother, by telling him not to be discouraged, but to try again. The young man kept on nicely with his work, and soon he and his sister were able to move into pleas anter rooms. The little violet never knew how much good she did, but she knew enough of it to be contented with her short life and not want to be a rose.—Exchange. EQUAL TO THE EMERGENCY. A citizen popped out into his gar den at a very early hour, and, turn ing a corner, discovered Patrick in the act of digging up a lot of vegeta bles. Patrick, seeing the game was up, advanced toward the proprietor and said : “The top of the morning to your honor! And what brought your honor out so early this morn ing ?” “Indeed, Patrick, I just strolled out to see if I could find an appetite for my breakfast.” Then, eying Pat rick with some suspicion he queried: “And now, Patrick, pray tell me what brings you out so early in the morning.” “Indade, yer honor, I just strolled out to see if I could find a breakfast for my appetite.”—Hartford Post. AN INGENIOUS BOY. A little lad who had become inter ested in gathering money to send .the Gospel to the heathen, hit upon this happy device. He rummaged in the garret and found an old-sash, ioned powder horn, which he decided to make into a missionary box. His older brother said he might have the horn, but wondered what he was going to do with it. The large end of the horn had a wooden bottom, and Eddie scraped it smooth, and asked his brother if he would cut some letters on it. “Yes,” said his brother, and Eddie gave him these words : Onco I was the horn of an ox, Now I am a missionary box. Eddie inked the letters, and then as he showed his box to his friends they were all so pleased with his ingenuity that they all put some thing into it, and he became a large contributor.—Evangelical Messen ger. AILS? 1 Ki Bort Cough Syrup. Taele* Good. Ute M IM . * n Sold by drugglet* wS DO YOU WANT DO YOU WANT Teachers ? Schools ? The oldest and the best. The first to bo es tablished in the South. Has supplied tnoro Teachers with positions than all other teachers’ agencies in the South combined. Southern School ?nd Teachers’ Agency Nashville, Tenn. Mdeclv TwilledlaMTlireadg™ c k 'N ! 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