Missionary echo of the Methodist Church

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Missionary echo of the Methodist Church
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Missionary echo
Methodist Church (Great Britain) ( Author, Primary )
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Andrew Crombie
Henry Hooks
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Methodist Church (Great Britain) -- Missions -- Periodicals ( LCSH )
Methodist Church (Great Britain) ( LCNAF )
Missions, British -- Periodicals ( LCSH )
Missions, British ( LCSH )
Missions -- Periodicals ( LCSH )
衛理公會(英國) -- 宣教 -- 期刊
英國傳教士 -- 期刊
任務 -- 期刊
卫理公会(英国) -- 宣教 -- 期刊
英国传教士 -- 期刊
任务 -- 期刊
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1893 -
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Europe -- United Kingdom -- England -- Greater London -- London
Asia -- China
Asia -- India
Africa -- British Africa
North America -- Caribbean
歐洲 -- 英國 -- 英格蘭 -- 大倫敦 -- 倫敦
亞洲 -- 中國
亞洲 -- 印度
非洲 -- 英屬非洲
北美 -- 加勒比海
欧洲 -- 英国 -- 英格兰 -- 大伦敦 -- 伦敦
亚洲 -- 中国
亚洲 -- 印度
非洲 -- 英属非洲
北美 -- 加勒比海
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35 x 103
21 x 78
18.18 x -77.4
-8.7832 x 34.5085


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Missionary Echo
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All power is given unto Me in heaven and in earth. Go ye
therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of
the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost: teaching them
to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and lo.
I am with you alway, even unto the end of the world.
—Matt, xxviii. 18-20.
(See Annual Report p. 1)

China and the Bible Society. G. W.
Sheppard ... ... ... ... 206, 229
China and the Treaties ... ... ... 154
China and Independence. G. W.
Sheppard ... ... ... 206, 229
Pilgrimage to Tai Shan. Miss Armitt
28, 41, 70, 87
Confusion in China. F. B. Turner ... 21
China, On going to. H. T. Cook ... 190
China and the Schools ... ... ... 225
Diary about China. F. B. Turner ... 65
Laoling Fair. D'. H. Smith ... ... 72
Seven Days. D. V. Godfrey ... ... 81
Wedding at Peitaiho ... ... ... 222
Yung Ping Affray. H. S. Redfern ... 216
China Calling. W. P. Bates ...........211
Ningpo. W. Tremberth... 141, 168, 192
Ningpo. J. Rothwell ... ... ... 74
Soothill. Prof. T. M. Gauge ... ... 54
Students. W. Tremberth ... ... 75
Students. T. W. Chapman ... ... 174
Visit to China. W. E. Soothill 181, 209
Wenchow. J. Rothwell.................. 48
Wenchow, Soothill at. I. Scott ... 152
Trekking East. F. S. Dymond ... 189
Brigands. F. W. Cottrell ... ... 10
Dispensary Work. R. H. Goldsworthy 201
Dymond, Frank. L. H. C. ... ... 147
Nosu, Amongst the. R. H. Golds-
worthy ... ... ... ... ... 126
Sunbeam in the Shadows. K. W. May 100
Weddings ...........................'. 46
Yangtze, Down the. W. H. Hudspeth 113
Esau and Jacob. B. J. Ratcliffe ... 152
Native, The. J. Jackson ..............105
Race-domination. A. J. Hopkins ... 67
Wedding at Nairobi .........221
Indebtedness to Missions. S. J. M.
Johnson ... ... ... ... ... 155
My Call. E. Cocker ... ... ... 188
Vivian, William. F. P. Argali ... ... 186
Yesterdays in Sierrra Leone. W.
Vivian’ .............. 101, 128, 149
Acts of the Apostles. J. R. Coates ... 136
Arnold, Samuel. F. J. Wharton ... 8
Banzai 1 Japan ... ... ... ... 38
Bible Names ... ... ... ... 14
Britain and the Gospel ... ... ... 112
Burnet, Amos. J. E. S. ... ... ... 177
Church Assembly. J. E. S. ... ... 47
Church, That Village. Salarius ... 118
Donald Fraser ... ... ... ... 96
Exhibition at Lancaster. W. E. German 133
Everlasting Arms.....................120
Faith and Finance. W. Hall ... ... 153
Kingsmead. Mabel Fortune, Dorothy
Doidge ... ... ... ... ... 121
Labrador. B. Lenz ... ... ... 195
Locarno—London. J. E. S. ... ... 14
London Meetings. J. E. S. ... ... 108
Luxurious Gathering ... ... 51, 95, 228
Missions at Conference. W. Cato ... 165
Missionary Intercession. J. E. S. 6, 23,
50, 66, 84, 107, 133, 151, 172, 191, 203, 226
Missionaries remain ? Should. “ Padre ”
and “Theta.” ... ... ... 91, 94
Missionary Appeal. The President ... 1
Observatory. J. E. S. ... 12, 171, 213
Prayer, Call to. A. L. Jackson ... 27
Primitive Methodist Missions. J. T.
Barkby ......................' ... 130
Reports of Societies. J. E. S. ... ... 52
Report, Review of. G. Jobling ... 227
Roome, Mr. W. J. W. C. Bateman ... 161
Secretary’s Notes. C. Stedeford 4, 24,
44, 62’, 85, 103, 123, 144, 163, 184, 204, 223
J. A. Thompson, J. J. Fortune ... 134
J. Wright, W. O. Smith ... ... 135
Students and Missions. H. T. Capey 89
Supreme, Motive. J. E. Williamson... 173
Twenty-one Years. J. E. S............232
W. M. A. 19, 39, 58, 78, 98, 119, 137,
158, 178, 199, 219, 235
Venturers, Legion of. W. S. Mickle-
thwaite ... ... ... ... ... 33
Cost of New World. J. S. Clemens ... 15
Everyland. J. E. S. ... ... ... 16
Moslem World To-Day. W. W. Stacey 17
Mendiland Memories. Walter Hall ... 31
The Quest for God. G. R. Goodall ... 35
The Congo and People ... ... ... 36
The Women of the Punjaub ... ... 36
The Great Fifty Days. Harry Rowe 35-37
I. R. M. J. E. S.......... 40, 97, 207
â–  China and the West. T. M. Gauge ... 53
Native Churches. C. Stedeford ... 55
Indian and Eastern Tales. C. Ellison 56, 57
William Carey. F. Sparrow ... ... 76
The Task of the Church. R. H. Shap-
land ... ... ... ... ... 117
The Way of the Doctor. J. Job ... 197
The Golden Stool. A. E. Greensmith ... 214
The Common Bush. J. E. S. ... ... 218
The Race Problem in South Africa, etc. 233

Prayer for New Year ......
The Peace Valentine ......
In the Moon of the Winds
The Cross and the People
Her Rose of June .
Holidays with Jesus
Through Autumn to Spring
With Christ in China
To Miss Ford. P. H. Jackson
Africa. A. S. Cripps ...
At Jesu’s Feet. M. Netherwood
Dymond, To Frank. L. H. C.
Easter. M. C. Rock
His Name Shall Be-------. Miss Syson
Missionary Hymn. W. F. Newsam
Tune. E. C. Bartlett ...
Missionary Box. L. H. C.
Searchings. W. H. Abbott
Sursum Corda. H. W. Worth ...
Unbelieving World. F. W. Faber
You believe not in Missions? W. H
Boys of China Singing ...
Climbing Tai Shan
Confucian Temple ...
Imperial Throne
Lower Stone Road, Tai Shan
South Heavenly Gate
........... 4
29, 41,42, 43
70, 71
........ 21
.......... 87
........ 88
......... 28
A Gateway ....... ... ... 72
A Rest on the Way ... ... ... 217
On the Road ... ... ..... 81
Dr. Robson’s Ruined House ... ... 216
Wedding at Peitaiho ... .....222
Bible Students ... ... ... ... 99
Bible Women ............ 98, 179, 193
Fishing Fleet ... ... ... ... 143
Four in Chairs ... ... ... ... 74
Garden under Snow, Wenchow ... 40
Garden Party ... ... ... ... 48
Bridge and Rest Flouse ...... ... 124
Hospital Ward .......... ... ... 184
Ningpo Bund ... ...... ... 75
Ningpo Girls’ School ... ... ... 79
Ningpo Pagoda ... ...... ... 168
Ningpo Steamer ... ...... ... 169
Ningpo District Meeting ... ... 172
Ploughing Rice-fields ... ... ... 139
Shrine, A Road-side ... ... ... 207
South Watergate, Wenchow ... ... 175
Temple, View from ... .....181
Young Hopefuls ... .....138
Children of Mr. Liang ... ... ... 202
Girls’ School ... ... ... ... 59
Miao Famine ... ... ... 10-12
Mao Na Chee Chapel ... ... ... 86
Nosu Pastors, etc. ... ... ... 126
Nosu Annual Meeting Temple in a Cave ... Yangtze : A Pagoda Yangtze : Steamer Ashore PAGE ... 127 ... 157 ... 114 ... 115
Ribd School Children ... 106
Group at the Cozens’ Wedding 221
Canoe in Itineration ... 31
Circular Road Cemetery ... ... 149
Paramount Chiefs ... ... 24
Piccins picking paw-paws ... 129
Micklethwaites on Trek ... ... 34
Tikonkoh Flouse ...186
Wilberforce Church ... 155
Village Scene ... 144
Decision, In the Valley of ... 166
Hankow Looting ... 65
Ilo Compound ... ... 131
Indian Evangelist 2
Kingsmead Students 121
Kyo Noganwa and Brother ... 38
Jesus went about doing good ... ... 16
Missionary Box ... 116
Schoolboys, Nigeria ... 130
Students (Manchester) ... 90
Spring, Gateway of ... 61
Sunrise ... ... ... 173
Austin-Barwick Wedding ... 103
Arnold, The late Mr. S. ... ... 8
Bates, Rev. W. P. and Mrs. ... 211
Brassington, Dr. and Mrs. ... 163
Carter, John, The late ... 91
Cheng, B.A., Mr ... 44
Cocker, Rev. E ... 188
Colporteur, A ... 162
Cook, Rev. Harold T. ... 190
Cottrell, Rev. F. W ... 113
Cozens, Rev. A. G. and Mrs. ... ... 220
Crowther, Mr. Lawrence ... 108
Dymond, Dr. F. S. ... 189
Dymond, F. J. and Goldsworthy, R. H. 201
Ford, Miss S. Gertrude ... ... 7
Grist, Rev. W. A. 1
Hooper, Rev. George ... 109
Hopkins, Rev. A. J. and Mrs. ... ... 67
Innocent, G. M. FI. (late) ... 92
Le Zoute Groups ... 204, 205
Maclaurin, Mrs. ... 19
New, Charles (late) ... 94
New, Joseph (late) ... 101
Potts, J. S. (late) ... ... 102
Ratcliffe, Rev. B. J. ... 110
Robson, Dr. J. K. ... Ill
Rothwell, J. P., Alderman ... 109
Roome, Mr. W. J. W ... 161
Soothill, Prof. W. E ... 210
Truelove, Mr. and Mrs. ... ... 49
Vivian, Rev. W. (late) ... 128
Vivian, Rev. W. and Secretary ... ... 187

—Eugene Burnand.
[By permission of the Basler Missionsbuchhandlung, Basle.
1926 Report
of the
United Methodist Church
(Home & Foreign)
For year ended April, 1926
Free to Subscribers of Ten Shillings and upwards.
Facsimile of first page of
cover of Missionary Report.
(See page 227,)

No star is ever lost we once have seen, We always may be what we might have been.”
See John 1, 12 —“ the right to become.’
The President’s
Missionary Appeal.
HE most hopeful thing' in the world-
outlook to-day is the success of
foreign missions. It is no long’er
possible for a well-informed observer of
world-affairs to speak contemptuously of
missionary work. In the nineteenth cen-
tury it was not unusual to meet with
harsh criticisms of the fantastic adventure
of foreign missions. Now, however,
such strictures would be looked upon as
due to ignorance of facts, or as springing
from an invincible prejudice. It is won-
derful when we recall the inauspicious be-
ginnings and the narrow evangelicalism
of the first Protestant missions, to see
how great a work has been accomplished.
It has been a movement which has grown
in enlightenment and in scope of endeav-
our with passing years. Evangelism was
inevitably followed by medical missions,
and the very success of these labours led
to the establishment of Christian schools.
The missionary impulse not only justified
itself ; .but it grew as it was obeyed into
an enlightened, widespread, international
philanthropy—a reasoned attempt to pro-
mote the evolution of God’s Kingdom in
the world. Foreign missions are now re-
garded as potent, formative forces in the
development of nations.
The progress of science, of travel, of
all the modern ways of intercommunica-
tion between nations, has forced us into
such close, intimate contact with one
another, that it has become necessary to
find some religious and ethical basis for
a true comity of nations. The insistence
upon the policy of the “open door” has
been broadened beyond the limits of com-
January, 1926,
East and West.
mercial exchange of commodities to a
free interchange of intellectual and spiri-
tual goods. The translation of the Sac-
red Books of the East has proved no mean
contribution to the spiritual thought of
the West. The first qualification for
friendship among nations is knowledge
and mutual understanding. Being Chris-
tians we are persuaded that in all things
Jesus Christ shall have the pre-eminence.
We must not imagine that the present
state of China is any reason for abandon-
ing our missionary enterprise in that
Rev. Wm. Alex. Grist.

The President’s Missionary Appeal
great country. The anti-foreign feeling
there is the accident of the growth of
national consciousness. It may be looked
upon as a stage in the advance towards
an equal friendship of the Chinese and
Western peoples. There would have
been a dread menace in such collisions of
thoughts between East and West had it
not been for the work of missionaries. As
the consequence of Christian propaganda
from the beginning of the nineteenth cen-
tury till now, there has been planted the
seeds of a spiritualized civilization. Small
.as the Chinese Christian Church may still
seem, it is a rapidly-growing organiza-
tion, and its moral influence penetrates
far beyond the recognized adherents of
Jesus Christ.
Among the beneficent activities of
Christianity in China and India is that of
A faithful Indian Evangelist.' [Favoured by W.M.M.S.
Do not his eyes seem to say, “ The Methodists in Britain will never
desert us or forget” ?
arousing and evoking the highest expres-
sion of the best minds of Confucianism,
Buddhism and Hinduism. The Christian
Evangel proves itself everywhere to be
the most potent stimulus and educator of
the native mind. The Christian religion,
notwithstanding its exclusive claims upon
the heart’s supreme loyalty, draws info
alliance with itself all the best spiritual
forces of a race. And because of the
alliance of the Confucian ethic with Chris-
tian thought in China to-day, we believe
that the so-called Yellow Peril will be-
come the “golden opportunity ” of a
noble internationalism. Pride of a great
past and consciousness of racial equality
with the West may make the Chinese re-
sentful of all slights, real or imaginary ;
but the leaven of Christianity will, we be-
lieve and hope, lift the Chinese race above
the level of barbarism be-
trayed in the militarism
which has oppressed Europe.
Therefore our watchword is
still—Christ for China and
China for Christ.
Of India we need only
say that Christian missions
have done more than military
rule to keep this great De-
pendency within the British
Commonweal th.
The insistent demands of
Indians for a larger share in
the government of their coun-
try warn us that a spirit of
friendship must more and
more inspire our dealings
with Eastern peoples. As a
rule the British people are
unconsciously arrogant in
their intercourse with other
races; our insular pride
makes us take it for granted
that we are the superiors : if
this brusque arrogance were
perpetuated it would some
day produce an Armaged-
don between East and West.
What is necessary is that
we should both propagate
and practise the Christian
ethic which declares, “ All
ye are brethren.” In men
like Rabindranath Tagore
and Mahatma Gandhi we
see the natural allies and
subjects of Christ Jesus.

Prayer for the New Year
Of the value of missions in Africa, a
quotation from the Report of “The Com-
mission to inquire into native laws and
customs,” appointed by the Cape Govern-
ment in 1881, will testify :
“ Among the most powerful (beneficent
forces) . . . are the various Christian mis-
sions. . . . The influence of those agencies,
in raising the natives both morally and
industrially in their standing as men, can
hardly be over-estimated.”
No one knows the part which will one
day be played by the awakened and edu-
cated races of Africa. Impartial investi-
gation of racial differences incline more
and more to adopt the position that under-
lying all superficial differences of colour,
and status of culture, there is a sub-
stratum of common humanity which
creates a potential equality. In the
treatment of Africa Westerners must ex-
hibit respect for human personality. Al-
ready there are negro or negroid painters,
musicians, novelists, botanists, mathema-
ticians and enginers who have won dis-
tinction in Europe and America. What
Africa needs the Christian Churches are
able to give in part—religion and educa-
tion. In addition, the black races ask
for justice and friendship. It is not
enough that we should look to Africa for
the raw materials of our industries ; we
must give them brotherhood. Africa has
a negro army of forty thousand men. All
the more need to give them the Gospel of
Peace. Sir Harry H. Johnston has said,
that the negro “in Africa and in America
has a very important part to play, and
he may even permeate the life of Europe
in the coming centuries.”
We conclude, as we began, by saying
that Christian missions are among the
most hopeful things in the modern world.
At a time when a spirit of grab has in-
fected all classes, the Churches have been
able to maintain, and to extend, this
most chivalrous of all enterprises—the
attempted evangelization of the world.
The Chinese scholar, the Hindu thinker,
the undeveloped negro, have all responded
to the influence of Jesus Christ and given
attestation to the universality of the Chris-
tian religion. The genius of the Eastern
races is needed to do full justice to the
explication of the religion of Jesus Christ.
Our own missions are an integral part of
a mighty enterprise in which all Churches
now join. It may well be that this obedi-
ence to the command of the Risen Christ,
to make Christians of all nations, will yet
prove the one force which will save the
world from the barbarism of war. Chris-
tianity is essentially international : Jesus
Christ breaks down all barriers of race
and creates a universal brotherhood. Per-
haps India and China may some day join
in sending representatives of a higher
phase of Christianity to- England to win
us to a fuller interpretation, of, and
greater loyalty to, the mind of Jesus
Christ. We do not yet see all the possi-
bilities and consequences of this mission-
ary enterprise ; but we know that we are
following the command of our Lord ; that
it has already achieved great results and
shall achieve yet greater ; and that it is
the most Christ-like, chivalrous and
farthest-reaching movement of the Chris-
tian Churches.
Our Prayer for the New Year.
(In Remembrance of December 1st.)
Be this New Year a year of peace, O
Lord !
Let hope’s fruition make an end of fear.
The great year when the Scythe shall ban
the Sword
Be this new year.
Geneva’s lake as Galilee’s shall hear
Thy voice then, and Thy tranquillising
Make it the looking-glass of heaven,
how clear!
Sheaves to Thy sowers grant for their
reward, Souls for their hire, in
nations far and near.
Yea, let all good all angels may record
Be, this new year.
S. Gertrude Ford.
Ci See pp. 7 and 14.
Model of a Chinese Farm.*
Here are illustrated card-boards measu-
ring IB by 10J, showing how to build the
farm shown on the front. In one such
farm there are twoChinese children called
Golden Pearl and Quick Eyes. There are
full instructions how to make the model.
There are eight parts to be adjusted. It
will tax the genius and arouse the interest
of our young friends.
L * Edinburgh House Press; 2s.

Secretary’s Notes.
A Tear Heartiest New Year greet-
of Prayer. ings to all our readers !
We all desire that the year
may be marked by signal blessing upon
the work of our churches both at home
and abroad. As the surest means of rea-
lizing such a desire let us resolve to make
it a year of prayer. It is becoming more
and more evident that some of the de-
plorable tendencies of our time will not
be arrested until a new spirit moves in
the hearts of men. We rejoice in the
European settlement reached at Locarno,
and the consequent improvement in the
European outlook. There are still, how-
ever, menacing clouds hanging low upon
the horizon, which can be dispersed only
by the clearer shining of the Sun of
Righteousness. Some detect the rumb-
lings of a threatening volcano in our own
country. We have to lament the growing
laxity in the observance of the Lord’s
Day and the diminished congregations in
our churches. Has the prayer life of
our churches declined ? Does the lack of
power arise from the lack of intercession ?
Are the blessings withheld because there
is not the preparedness of heart to re-
Boys of China singing "God so loved the World.”
[Favotired. by-" China’s Millions.”
ceive them? Are we attempting to do
spiritual work with unspiritual agencies?
Prayer will clear the channels of blessing
which have become choked, will clothe
the Church with attractive radiancy, and
make her the minister of reconciliation in
both national and international affairs.
Let the year he a year of -prayer.
Revision An important Commis-
of Treaties sion began its sittings
with China. in Shanghai on December
18th. The Commission
was established by the Conference of
Powers on the Limitation of Armaments,
held at Washington in the year 1922.
A Treaty was then concluded in which
the Contracting Powers, other than
China, agreed :
“ 1. To respect the sovereignty, the in-
dependence, and the territorial and ad-
ministrative integrity of China ;
2. To provide the fullest and most un-
embarrassed opportunity to China to de-
velop and maintain for herself an effective
and stable Government;
3. To use their influence for the pur-
pose of effectually establishing and main-
taining the principle of equal opportunity
for the commerce and industry of all
nations throughout the territory of
China ;
4. To refrain from taking advantage
of conditions in China in order to seek
special rights or privileges which would
abridge the rights of subjects or citizens
of friendly States, and from, countenan-
cing action inimical to the security of
such States.”
In furtherance of this undertaking, the
Conference also resolved :
“That the Governments of the Powers
above named shall establish a Commission
(to which each of such Governments shall
appoint one member) to enquire into the
present practice of extra-territorial juris-
diction in China, and into the laws and
the judicial system and the methods of
judicial administration of China, with a
view to reporting to the Governments of
the several Powers above named their
findings of fact in regard to these mat-
ters, and their recommendations as to
such means as they may find suitable to
improve the existing conditions of the
administration of justice in China, and to

The Secretary’s Notes
assist and further the efforts of the
Chinese Government to effect such legis-
lative and judicial reforms as would war-
rant the several Powers in relinquishing,
either progressively or otherwise, their
respective rights of extra-territoriality.”
The purposes enunciated in these deci-
sions have received the cordial support
of missionary societies in England and
America. British missionary boards have
sent to our Government resolutions which
express a common agreement, though in
different terms. The resolution of our
own Committee is as follows :
“That the United Methodist Foreign
Missions Board, having considered the
general situation in China, desire to ex-
press their support of the action of the
British Government at the Washington
Disarmament Conference in 1922, and
their entire sympathy with the statements
recently made by the Prime Minister and
the Foreign Secretary with regard to the
revision of the existing treaties. The
Board pray that Divine guidance may be
given to the proposed Conference in
♦Peking, and trust that as an outcome
there may be entire mutual agreement be-
tween China, acting as an equal Sove-
reign State, and the other Powers con-
cerned, with regard to the basis on which
the rights of missionaries and missionary
societies in China should in future rest. ”
A brighter outlook will be given to the
Church of Christ in China, if a wise settle-
ment of the questions remitted to the
Commission removes the objections to
Christianity which arise from its being
regarded as a foreign importation, rather
than the preference and desire of the
Chinese people.
farther The account given in the
Alarms in December Echo of the
Yannau. military alarms at Chao-
tong did not conclude the
chapter of adventures, as will be seen
this month in the report of his experience
given by Mr. Cottrell.
Writing on September 12th, Mr. Hicks
says : “Now we seem to be entering a
more ominous storm-period. This city
is expecting an attack by a band of
brigands who are in the employ of a man
who is organizing a movement against
Tang, the Governor of this province. The
* Originally it was proposed to hold the Conference in
Peking. .
magistrate wished us to remove all 'our
goods into the city, but he would guaran-
tee no protection to our buildings. We
feel that we cannot well leave this place
without resident foreigners, so we three,
Hudspeth, Cottrell, and I, are staying and
awaiting events. The movement is not
anti-foreign, and, indeed, the gentry have
approached Mr. John Lee to know if we
missionaries would intercede for the city
in case of need. This of course we have
agreed to do.”
These stormy days had passed long
before these accounts arrived. Our mis-
sionaries must have had a most anxious
time. Such events show how they need
our prayers continually. News came that
Mr. Hudspeth and Mr. Cottrell were met
by soldiers as they were entering the city
one evening and were robbed of all the
money and valuables they had with them.
Then, while December was yet young,
there came the story of Mr. Cottrell’s
arrest and detention, though only for
part of a day. How he got away from
them is well told in his own words. (See
page 10.)
A Glimpse at Mr. Goldsworthy and his
Tongcliuan. bride, in journeying to
their station after their
wedding, tarried for a while at Tong-
chuan, where for some time past the
work has been in charge of the Chinese
pastor, Liang Fah Chi. They much en-
joyed their stay and encouraged the
Chinese workers. In his account Mr.
Goldsworthy says :
“My wife attended to the people who came
for medicines and spent a part of each day
in studying Chinese. I preached frequently
in the church and in the preaching shop.
What a wonderful opportunity there is here
for street preaching! Mr. Liang works like
a Trojan in every department of the work.
One evening as we were preaching in the
shop several men came forward as enquirers,
and later were seen in the church services.
On every occasion we were at the shop it
was crowded out, and we had great times.
Some may have come out of curiosity to hear
a foreigner use their language, but for what-
ever reason they came we preached ‘ Christ
and Him crucified ’ to them, and our heart*
were glad. Oh, who wouldn’t be a mis-
sionary! If I had to choose my life-work
over again I should want to be a missionary,
and I should want to labour in Yunnan, too.”
While visiting one day Mr. Golds-
w’orthy and Mr. Liang found a man lying

Missionary Intercession
by the wayside very ill, who had been
abandoned by the soldiers whom he had
served as cook. They got him to a temple
near by, but he soon died, and they had
to provide a coffin and bury him. Mr.
Goldsworthy continues :
“Another day a woman brought her three-
months-old baby and asked us to adopt it, as
she could not afford to keep it. Needless to
say we were not quite ready to do so, and
had politely to refuse, giving a little cash
for immediate needs. On yet another day a
woman called at the Mission house and
asked me if I could influence the mandarin
to have her husband, who was mad,
removed to the Yamen for detention until he
was better. It appeared that every day he
would beat his wife and his old mother,
giving them neither food nor money. I
appealed to the mandarin, but it was not
until I had sent to him several times that
the madman was actually removed and the
hearts of the wife and old mother made glad.
Another incident, which certainly has its
humorous aspect, was when the mandarin
sent his card round and asked me please to
be so kind as to lend him one of my collars
for a certain state occasion, and in order that
he might have his photograph taken in it!
So I sent him a collar (a butterfly, not a
clerical) and, strange to relate, he returned
it a few days later. Little incidents like
these, though, have, I am sure, quite a good
effect on the work of the missionary, and
seem to help in breaking down any pre-
judices that the officials may have concern-
ing us and our work. And so I find God
can use even a collar for His glory.”
The recent appointment of the Revs.
F. J. Dymond and K. W. May to Tong-
chuart will, we believe, open a new chap-
ter in the history of our mission in that
town. Mr. Dymond returns- to a. former
sphere where he is known and esteemed.
The Chinese Ambassador.
Yen Hui Ch’xng (anglice Mr. W. W.
Yen) is the newly-appointed Chinese
Minister to Great Britain. He was born
in 1877, and received his education at St.
John’s College, Shanghai, and at Yale.
When Yuan Shih Kai formed the first
Republican Government he was appointed
Secretary for Foreign Affairs. “It was
at this time,” writes a correspondent,
“that I first met him. Yuan decided to
put religious toleration in the constitu-
tion, and a few of us were called to his
office, where he made known his intention.
A few days later a mass meeting was held
in Peking, where Mr. Yen represented the
President in repeating the declaration.”
He is the son of the Rev. Y. K. Yen, of
the American Episcopal Church. He has
been Minister to Germany and Denmark,
and in 1921 he acted as Premier for a
short time. It is significant that so able
a statesman is sent to represent China at
the Court of St. James’s.
“Christian World.”
Ye have not -passed this way heretofore.
—Josh. 3 : 4.
We thank Thee, Lord.
For the high glory of the impartial sun;
The matchless pageant of the evening skies;
The sweet soft gloaming and the friendly
stars ;
The vesper stillness and the creeping shades ;
The moon’s pale majesty; the pulsing dome,
Wherein we feel Thy great heart throbbing
For sweet laborious days and restful nights;
For work to do and strength to do the work ;
We thank Thee, Lord.
John Oxenham.
Jan. 3.—New Year on our Distant
Stations. Readings from the Echo.
Josh. 3.
Jan. 10.—New Year in our Home Mis-
sions. Each District to choose from Pp.
11-58 in Report. Psalm 90.
Jan. 17.-—Unrest in China. Pp. 6-8.
Psa. 137.
Jan. 24.—Developments in Africa.
Pp. 8-11. Isa. 52.
Jan. 31.—West China. The Work at
Chao Tong. Pp. 76-79. Rev. C. E.
Hicks. Isa. 55.
O God our everlasting refuge: With grate-
ful hearts we lay at Thy feet the folded hours
when Thou knowest us, but we know not
Thee: and with joy receive from Thy hand
once more our open task and conscious com-
munion with Thy life and thought. Day by
day liken us more to the spirits of the wise
and good; and fit us in our generation to
carry on their work below till we are ready
for more perfect union with them above.
And if ever we faint under any appointed
cross and say “ It is too hard to bear,” may
we look to the steps of the Man of sorrows
toiling on to Calvary, and pass freely into
Thy hand and become one with Him and
Thee. Dedicate us to the joyful service of
Thy will, and own us as Thy children in time
and in eternity. Through Jesus Christ our
Lord. Amen.
—James Martineau.


The Late
Samuel Arnold.
HE purpose for which this Magazine
exists and the missionary interest
in general have lost an ardent sup-
porter by the death of Samuel Arnold, of
our Packington Street Church, Lon-
don, N.
Here was one who combined within
himself rare gifts and graces, calculated
to adorn home, business and church life.
When in August the “bolt fell from
the blue,” he bore his afflictions with forti-
tude, and avowed that he had as much
faith in the loving-kindness and wisdom
of his Heavenly Father as ever in his life.
Said he, “My dwelling-place has always
been Psalm 46 : 1 ; and I am not moving
from there.” Friends who called to con-
sole him found him the comforter. To
the end, though confined to bed, he
planned for the well-being of his beloved
church, and continued to direct the pub-
lishing of the “English Churchman,” of
which he was manager—a fine example
of courage, patience and faith. Hence
his going Home was not by the sorrowful
way of the defeated, but by the rose-
strewn path of the conqueror. Those who
Samuel Arnold, 1866—1925.
An Appreciation,
gathered for the last rites did not chant
a dirge but sang a paean. Allelulia as-
cended from hearts throbbing with tremu-
lous joy—a joy, as of tempered light from
a sun shining beyond the clouds.
First impressions are often vivid and
reliable and mine are as fresh as ever.
Going up to London in my twenties to
enter upon my work at Packington Street,
he met me at King’s Cross Station. Then
I saw for the first time a shock-headed
man with raven black hair, kindly face,
movements quick, manner alert, eye
penetrative, disposition genial and in
self-giving bountiful. He could glow
about his church, “make his boast in the
Lord,” and bestow “an abundant en-
trance.” I have seen his hair grow sil-
vered, and his face become lined, and his
step slacken, but the heart of white fire
never died down into white ash, the soul
never shrivelled, and the sympathies never
dried up. So it came to pass that what-
ever he touched he rejoiced in, and what-
ever path he trod he outran duty by the
second mile.
I always think of him as one consumed
by the pure flame of evangelical and mis-
sionary zeal. In our Home work, at cer-
tain points in every district, there are
key-men, who can initiate movements and
carry them through, men who make the
missionary cause an integral part of their
religion-—such was Samuel Arnold. His
sacrifice was set on fire by sparks from
off the altar of Heaven and its blaze went
up to the accompaniment of song.
In the Providence of God he was
caught young, when the tides of life were
flowing, the human instrument being that
great heart, Francis Jewell—a man with
a manner and a banner. Truth came to
him through a rich personality, and from
that moment he never ceased to wonder
that “ God so loved the world that He
gave His only begotten Son.” As with
Paul, so his missionary activity sprang
from the fount of a wondrous experience
of Christ in the heart. His was “a
mighty debt,” and he felt that however
hard he toiled, he could never repay it.
Born again through the ministry of a
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The Late SamuebArnold
love and lengthened his gaze to the
regions beyond.
Besides the moral and spiritual enrich-
ment of his personality there was the
favourable environment. Packington
Street, in the days of Britannia Fields
(literally) wasi the scene of the labours of
the Rev. J. Maughan, a pioneer mission-
ary to Australia. My predecessor, the
Rev. William Eddon, received his com-
mission for China whilst ministering
there. Missions thus became the life-
breath of this little church tucked away
among tenement houses and standing as
a postern gate to declining Islington. It
sought to save those at its doors, and then
taught them’ enlarged service. In recent
years the success of this branch of the
work is largely owing to the leadership,
enterprise and organization of our friend.
He gave nobly of time and money him-
self ; he inspired others to follow him till
the advocacy and support of missions be-
came a constant, steady, prayerful out-
flow instead of an intermittent stream
stirred only by an anniversary or a mone-
tary appeal. His cup of joy was full
when at last this sacrificial band of folk
contributed over £100, or about 23s. per
member. It is no wonder that London
appointed him to the office of District
Missionary Secretary. From the platform
of the City Temple his voice rang out in
no uncertain tones, and conviction begat
conviction. That appeal was no annual
stunt, but the passionate outbreak of a
man who had kept constant vigil through-
out the. year.
Seven years ago it turned out that the
man with the missionary spirit should
himself become a missionary, and he did
not withhold the price but gave himself
opulently. Preaching every mid-week,
visiting the sick, superintending the
school, inspiring week-night activities,
scenting latent powers in young leaders
—all this mass of work was added to his
daily vocation. As Sir Robertson Nicoll
said of Silvester Horne : “ He never
learned to husband the taper.” His
home, by deliberate choice, within easy
distance of the church, was the resting
place of many ministers and friends. He
and Mrs. Arnold were skilled in the art
of hospitality. With them there was no
“nicely calculated less or more.” How
they loved to converse about the Con-
nexion, its movements, its prospects, its
revivals ! It was delightful to see wife
and children so thoroughly in sympathy
with the father’s ideals. The finest testi-
mony to the integrity of the life of the
parents is the willing consecration of the
children to the God of their fathers. Our
friend’s lamp gave light to all that were
in the house. He kept their confidence,
and saw them grow up to take honourable
place in the world of work.
His friendship was loyal, his apprecia-
tion purifying and exalting. Faith pro-
vided him standing ground, yielded con-
tentment, calm and joy. It made his
dear ones immune when they passed
through the fiery furnace of bereavement,
and now we know that, not even when
insidious disease gripped him, could it
pluck him out of the Everlasting Arms.
The prayerful sympathy of all our
readers will go out to Mrs. Arnold and
her family, also to the Paokington Street
Church in their irreparable loss.
A Missions Game.
The L.M.S. may always be depended
upon for the latest method of interesting
children in Missions overseas. This game
(*) is an adaptation of the old favourite
“Snakes and Ladders.” Two or more
players, setting out from Port Elizabeth,
move forward along the line of Living-
stone’s journey to Loanda and thence to
Quilimane. When, by the fortune of the
indicator, the player arrives at a point
distinguished by some incident in the
great missionary’s career, he must read
the instructions and act accordingly. The
excitement of the players is intense when,
for example, one arrives at Mamotsa and
discovers that this is the place where
Livingstone was mauled by a lion, and the
player must return with the explorer to
Kuruman to recuperate. Through thrill-
ing adventure, vexatious delays and un-
expected good fortune, the great journey
proceeds until, with all the glory of the
Pathfinder, the first player arrives at the
East Coast, having companied with
Livingstone for 4,000 miles.
_____________________________A. J. H.
*“ Across Africa with Livingstone.” L.M.S. ; Is. 6d.

An Encounter
with Brigands.
LTHOUGH we in West China are
not privileged to experience some
of the thrills which break the
monotony at home—Hobbs’s «th cen-
tury, shingled hair, and Oxford trousers,
lose some of their glamour by the time
we hear of them-—yet life in these parts
is not entirely without incident. In the
early months of 1925 we had such a
famine as has not been known here be-
fore ; followed by the usual epidemic of
fever, until over ten thousand are reck-
oned to have died in and around Chao
T’ong. Then, twice during the last six
weeks, this city has been attacked by
large bands of brigands, a thing hardly
dreamed of hitherto, and now, it has
fallen to my lot to meet with an experi-
ence which is certainly unique in this
mission, and, I believe, as far as our
work in other provinces is concerned.
Last week-end, I went to Stone Gate-
way for the harvest festival, and on Tues-
day morning, left there with two Miao
to return to the city. As you know, the
stations are about twenty-five miles apart,
and the journey lies through country
which, whilst very beautiful, is at some
points very lonely. I met one or two people
on the road who said the way was clear,
and I was not a little surprised, therefore,
after going about eight miles, to hear
a shout of “Stand 1 ” Not being certain
that it was I to whom the command was
addressed, I took no notice of it, but
A Group of Miao folk at Mao Na Chee. (See p. 13.)
when it was repeated with the further
warning that I should be shot if I went
on, it seemed better to obey, and getting
off my horse, I saw two men coming to-
wards me, with rifles and bayonets fixed.
I was a little alarmed, since these were
evidently part of the band of brigands
who had attacked the city, and who were
now roaming the hills, robbing all whom
they met and “ living on ” the villages
through which they passed. As their
reputation for dealing with captives was
none too savoury, the position was dis-
tinctly awkward, and it became even less
enviable when the Miao who were with
me were driven away.
The men who had captured me, after
relieving me of my wrist watch, now be-
began to drag me up the hills from which
they had come, and down which their
comrades were now streaming, but after
going about a mile and a-half, I got
rather tired of being treated like a con-
vict, and of being sneered at by the rest
of the band, so I demanded to be taken
before their leader. The brigands, by
the way, are organized as a military unit
and their leaders assume military rank.
The commanding officer of this band is
a man called Ma Hsien, a man much
dreaded in the district, and it was he
whom I wished to see. I was informed
that he hadn’t come along yet, but meet-
ing with a “Captain” Mao, I was taken
by him to a village which had been made
the headquar-
' t e r s of the
second in com-
mand, a “Ma-
jor” Yang.
From this
time, all rough
ceased. Yang
was formerly an
officer in the
Yunnan army,
who through
lack of pay and
food had been
compelled to
take to the hills,
and whilst I was
very much his
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An Encounter with:Brigands
captive, he treated me quite well. I
asked to be allowed to continue my jour-
ney to Chao T’ong, but was pressed to
stay with him for three or four days, a
polite way of preparing me for a captivity
of some duration. This was rather alarm-
ing, for it meant one of two things ;
either I should be held as hostage in a
further attack on the city, or a fabulous
ransom would be demanded. In the case
of some schoolboys, a ransom of $2,000
each has been demanded, and probably
ten times as much, at least, would be
necessary for a foreigner’s release.
For several hours I was kept in sus-
pense, from, time to time making ineffec-
tual appeals to be released and meeting
with laughter each time. Yang himself
was most interested and asked many ques-
tions about our work and about the state
of affairs in the city. In the course of
conversation, I tried to persuade him, to
give up his life as a bandit, and this, of
course, tickled him very much. I offered,
too, to try and help him to come to terms
with the authorities, and whilst he was
not prepared to do this imme-
diately, it may be that, later on, he
will be glad of our help.
Meanwhile, my horse had gone,
and the contents of my bag
been divided among those who
captured me. As the day went
on, Yang became more and more
friendly, and I mentioned to him
that I had been robbed of all my
belongings. Immediately h i s
attitude changed, not to me, but
to his own men. Cursing them,
he ordered that all my things be
returned on the penalty of death,
and most of what had been taken
began to find its way back into
my bag. Although some things
were still missing, it seemed best
to take advantage of Yang’s
friendliness, and I asked to be
allowed to go on to Chao T’ong.
This he would not allow, but said
that I might return to Stone
Gateway, so my horse was
brought, and at half-past three,
after being for five hours in the
hands of the brigands, I began
to wend my way back, a good
deal surprised at having been
One thing touched me very much as I
neared home. When I reached a spot
on the hillside, about two miles from
Stone Gateway, I met James Yang and
Peter Chu, two of our leading Miao
preachers ; Mr. Heo, a Chinese teacher,
and two servants, on their way to join
me. Mrs. Parsons had packed a felt
cape, some provisions, and a book or
two, and here were these men, coming at
the risk of their lives to be with me.
It had seemed to me that there was no
earthly reason why I had got away from
th brigands, but when I reached Stone
Gateway, I found at least one possible
reason. It appears that when the news
arrived of my capture, the people there,
unable to work for anxiety, had given
themselves to prayer. As one Miao
woman told me, she had said to the Lord,
“ If our teacher suffers, we shall know
You are no good, but if he is released,
we shall love You all the more.” (Primi-
tive theology, but earnest prayer !) As
soon as we got to the top of the hill, we
were seen, and what happened when we
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reached home, I shall never forget. Quite
a crowd had gathered, and they cried
over me as a mother over her lost child,
until it was all I could do not to weep
with them. For these simple people, it
was more than their teacher being
restored to them ; it was a direct answer
to their prayers, and it may be that out
of what might easily have been a calamity,
the faith of some of our brothers and
sisters in Miao-land will be to them a
more real thing.
Meanwhile, the news had reached the
city, and Mr. Hicks and Mr. Hudspeth,
with the Mandarin, were doing all they
could to plan negotiations for my release.
A deputation was about to start from the
city to meet the brigands when it became
known that I had "ot back to Stone Gate-
way, and two nights later, when all
danger on the road had gone, I was able
to return to Chao T’ong.
An experience like this, whilst it is
trying in the extreme, tends to make one
realize the Mystic Presence as a very per-
sonal thing. Out here, one is not always
conscious of the influences which are so
precious at home, and sometimes it seems
almost as if we are forgotten by the very
God at whose behest we have come to
this land. And then, in the time of
greatest need, one becomes aware of Him
who said, “ I will never leave thee nor for-
sake thee,” and life becomes a song once
more. Bereavement, famine, danger—
what are they but means to His end, and
that end the greater glory of His Name
in this outpost of His Kingdom?
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Young People’s Demonstration.
IT has been decided to organize a
gathering for London young folk
and their teachers, and it will be held
on February 6th in the City Temple.
5.30, Workers’ Conference : 6.30, Great
Rally of United Methodist youth. Church
and School workers are earnestly re-
quested to note the date, and to attend.
• ■ 7
Bracken root being: prepared for food. (P. 13).
L7?ex’. H. Parsons.
Full details may be obtained of the Rev.
H. H. Riley, District Young People’s
Unrest in China.
The article by Dr. Henry T. Hodgkin,
which appeared in the International Re-
view of Missions for October, has been
reprinted as a pamphlet (3d.), and may
be obtained from
2 Eaton Gate,
S.W. 1, through
our Pub lishing
House. It is en-
titled" The Church
in China at the
Cross Roads,’’and
all readers of the
review can recom-
mend it as grip-
ping the situation.

The Story
of Manoo.
A service of song,
prepared by the
Rev. W. Vivian,
describing life in
Mendiland, Sierra
Leone. It can be
used so easily that
we beg our folk
to ask their mis-

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sionary secretary for a specimen copy.
The price is 2d., and the illustrative
hymns are chosen from The Methodist
School Hymnal, and reference is given.
Chinese Contrasts.
In an otherwise-excellent article, in a
recent “Blackwood,” with this title, by
“A.M.,” we read:
“ Ira over twenty years of keeping house
in China, I only met with one instance of
dishonesty on the part of a servant.
“ I hesitate to quote it lest I should
appear prejudiced against a class of men
for whom, on the contrary—and es-
pecially for whose motives and self-sacri-
fice—I have the deepest respect.
“ But it was rather a striking coinci-
dence that the only time I ever employed
a Christian boy should have also been the
only time I was robbed. He was a tem-
porary boy, engaged for a few weeks
only, and after he had left I discovered
that a valuable gold watch and a Panama
hat had left with him. Except for these,
I did not mourn his departure. He was
conceited, inefficient—and in particular
puffed-up as to his English.”
He follows this thieving story
with one which proved the half-
wit of the boy. He could not
understand why boot-trees should
be put into the proper boots,
though both boots and trees
were marked R. and L., for
his special convenience.
A. M. does not stress the fact
that this was a “Christian ” boy :
he mentions it. He may have
been in a mission-school 15 days,
and expelled for such things as
he did in his new sphere. He
was “inefficient,” as illustrated by
the boots and boot-trees, which is
referred to almost as seriously as
the robbery. Why, in twenty
years, had he not employed a
“ Christian ” boy, with this ex-
ception ? Christianity is maligned
and sneered-at through this “tem-
porary ” and ignorant boy. To
one instance like this we can get
5,000 the other way.
We do not know the writer’s
name, nor do we wish to. “ A. M. ”
—“A man?” No! We are
thankful there are many British
Famine and Destitution.
The four pictures from p. 10 to the
one below are the exposition of conditions
which prevailed in Yunnan Province dur-
ing last year. Referring to the group,
Mr. Parsons says :
“Some of these people starved to
death; others are at present almost
dying ; all are reduced to want and suf-
fering. They are living, rather starving,
on bracken-roots and pigs’-wash, grub-
bing the weeds from the roadside and
gathering edible leaves and shoots from
the trees and shrubs. We distributed two
shillings’ worth of seed-maize—about
8 pounds—to each family, to enable such
of them who have strength to prepare and
sow their land, to plant a small quantity
that the harvest might not find them with
cropless fields. And the pity of it all is
that brigands are harassing, wounding,
and stripping them and others of abso-
lutely everything.
The three other pictures speak for
Too late to save. [fteu. H. Parsons.

Locarno—London, 1925
Locarno—Oct. 16th.
London—Dec. 1st, 1925.
The Dove with
the olive leaf.
ITH keen vision the Editor of the
“ British Weekly ” suggests that
the following words are exqui-
sitely appropriate to the happenings of
the latter end of last year. It is a story
which means much more than it says.
Choice language, terse phrases, short
words. Dr. Hutton concludes thus :
“ Here and now we celebrate the work of
God in all hearts so that a window could
be opened and the dove sent out upon the
apparently hopeless waters, and should
return with an olive leaf in her mouth.
We thank God that the waters have so
fallen that once again the long-submerged
good sense of the human race, the sense
of the common hope and the common
pathos of our life, is asserting itself.
For it is of the very nature of God that
“ He who hath begun a good work will
make it perfect.”
And it came to pass at the end of forty
days that Noah opened the window of
the ark which he had made : and he sent
forth a raven, and it went forth to and
fro, until the waters were dried up from
off the earth. And also he sent forth a
dove from him to see if the waters were
abated from off the face of the ground ;
but the dove found no rest for the sole
of her foot, and she returned unto him
into the ark. And he stayed yet another
seven days ; and again he sent forth the
dove out of the ark ; and the dove came
in to him at eventide, and lo, in her
mouth was an olive-leaf pluckt off; so
Noah knew that the waters were abated
from off the earth. And he stayed yet
other seven days, and sent forth the
dove ; and she returned not again unto
him any more.—Genesis 8: 6-12.
Bible Names in
Modern Syria.
Christofei G. Naish.
Last year the Friends’ Mission in
Syria had a calf, and in order to save
the trouble of looking after it, arranged
with a neighbour that he should keep it
for a year in return for a half share of
the calf. His name is Moses Isaiah.
Moses Isaiah took care of it for the
year. Wanting money more than the
calf, he sold back his half-share to the
Mission for £15.
Since that time the calf (now a cow}
has been, so to speak, at auction. It has
stood on the ground for inspection, ana!
intending purchasers have come to see it
and bid.
First Isaiah Joseph looked at it, but
having two good cows of his own didn’t
want it very badly.
Then David came and offered £27.
Then Solomon Gabriel offered £28.
We told David that Solomon Gabriel
had outbid him, but David decided that
he couldn’t rise any higher.
Meanwhile Moses Joseph arrived and
bid £29.
Solomon Gabriel was informed and
promptly rose to £30.
Unless Moses Joseph or some other
patriarch or apostle goes one better,
Solomon Gabriel will get it for £30.
How do you like their names? They
are all quite real ones, though not pro-
nounced in quite the English way.
“The Wayfarer.”
“ Talks on China To-Day.”*
These talks present to youthful minds
a picture of China as it is. The items are
six : At School, Scouting, A Chinese
Doctor, Troublous Day, A Great Deci-
sion, Winning Through.
Taking the first as an example, we
are shown the home, the school, the visi-
tors. The school boy is called what means
in English “Little dog,” and his progress
in learning is described. The treatment
of each division is intelligible, suitable
and most useful.
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neth Maclennan. (London : Edin-
burgh House Press. Cr. 8vo. ;
2s. 6d.)
The appearance in our day of certain
new publishing houses, such as the
Student Christian Movement and the
Edinburgh House Press, is a matter of
g'reat significance in the sphere of Chris-
tian Apologetics. From these proceed a
goodly number of fresh, well-informed
little works that throb with glowing in-
terest in the vital questions of the hour.
They are not expensive as things go.
Their get-up is plain and business-like ;
the aesthetic is subordinated to the eco-
nomic ; but they are not. to be under-
valued on that account. They mostly go
straight to the mark and waste no words
in delivering their message. This is
especially the case where the writers are
interested in the urgent problems con-
fronting Christian Missionary Societies
of all kinds in view of the changing con-
ditions of the world at large. If the
Churches would “serve the present age,”
these prophets and writers must have a
“ Stab my spirit broad awake ”—that
line of R. L. Stevenson’s has haunted
my mind during the reading of this
peculiarly up-to-date book. For. indeed,
we are so easily beguiled. Our very
missionary hymns with their glow and
rapture (e.g., “Jesus shall reign where’er
the sun,” especially when sung to some
intriguing tune) may be disguised sopori-
fics and lull us into slackness as to the
real nature of the great enterprise. To
sing about a thing may seem almost the
same as to. get it done I
No one, however, will be left in ignor-
ance as to the “cost” of winning “the
whole wide world for Jesus,” who reads
this stirring presentation of the problems
which await .us both at home and
abroad. For there is no “new world”
that is thinkable save the new world con-
noted by the “new heavens and a new
earth wherein dwelleth righteousness,”
or by the simple prayer, “Thy Kingdom
come.” Either this or nothing. There
can be no excuse for anyone living in a
fool’s paradise, if one may say so, so
long as we have devoted and competent
observers who sense the world-wide
situation and report as far as possible
and from time to time how the battle is
Mr. Maclennan supplies a sufficient
coup d'ceil of the situation tragically re-
vealed by the World War, coming as it
did on the heels of the World Missionary
Conference in 1910. The factors of one
kind and another are fairly reviewed, and
a succinct account is given of the con-
ditions in which Christian missions are
operating in India, China, Japan, and the
Orient in general. The peculiar problem
of Africa is also well treated, and a spe-
cially interesting chapter (vi.) on the
break-up of Pan-Islam, calls the atten-
tion of the English reader to a subject
of which he is too often content to be
ignorant. We should remember that
there are millions of our fellow-subjects
who reverence the Prophet, though he
was once described by Charles Wesley
(in a hymn now not usually sung) as “that
Impostor ”
“That Arab-thief, as Satan bold,
Who quite destroyed Thy Asian fold.”
“Islam,” says Mr. Maclennan, “has
for twelve centuries dwelt in a closed
world absolutely hostile to Christianity ”
(p. 141). This by irresistible forces is
being gradually but surely changed.
Will, one wonders, the well-known
ancient inscription over the doorway of
the Great Mosque in Damascus, “Thy
Kingdom O Christ is an everlasting king-
dom,” be brought nearer realization? We
should fear that the deplorable happen-
ings of quite recent days of which the
famous old city has been the centre will
but accentuate the ancient bitterness be-
tween Christian and Moslem.
Great stress is laid by our writer on
the part played in this world-awakening
by the amazing development of what he
calls “the Industrialization of the
Orient” ; on the keen thirst for education
everywhere displayed ; and, generally, on
the national ferment of youth in every
land (p. 59). Over all hangs the grave

shadow of the race problem, which can
only be adequately met by a fearless ac-
ceptance of “the Christian conception of
God the Father of all mankind seeking to
make the kingdoms of this world the
Kingdom of His Christ ” (p. 42).
The writer has given us an entirely
noble and much-needed message ; and he
is surely right in tracing the world-situa-
tion of the present day to its ultimate root
in the eternal antagonism between “the
subordination of the material to the spiri-
tual and the capitulation of the spiritual
to a selfish materialism ” (p. 156), the
fundamental strife which goes on in the
human heart between the alien forces
which St. Paul describes by the terms
“flesh” and “spirit.”
One small point may be gently empha-
sized. Mr. Maclennan truly says on
' He went about doing good.”
[Favoured by the Carey Press.
p. 157 : “Very tardily has the British
public inscribed on Nurse Cavell’s monu-
ment the words ‘ Patriotism is not
enough.’ ” ‘ Tardily ’ indeed ! For it is
to be remembered that these unforgettable
words of that noble-minded woman,
uttered in the hour of death, have only
been added to the inscription in response
to popular clamour since the beginning of
last year. J. S. Clemens.
The Edinburgh House Press announce
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Here are some
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Away on the other side of the world
Lives a little brown girl I know,
Away off there in a distant land
Where they never have frost or snow.
I have a home that is bright and glad,
She wanders where shadows lie,
Yet the same dear Father has made us
The little brown girl and I.
The little brown girl has never heard
Of a love that is over all,
Of a Father who cares with an equal care
For all who will heed his call.
Perhaps she is waiting for me to send
The news of my God on high,
That together we two may lift our prayers—
The little brown girl and I.
And have asked for one illustration, and
all our young readers, and many beside,
will appreciate it. J. E. S.
“The Moslem World of To-Day.” With
Introduction by John R. Mott, M.A.,
LL. D. Published by Hodder and
Stoughton, London. 8s. Gd. net.
The best informed student of mis-
sionary matters would find it difficult,
if not quite impossible, to estimate
our debt to Dr. J. R. Mott, the Chairman
of the International Missionary Council.
For many years past he has been the
organizing mind and inspiring leader of
World Conferences that have revolution-
ised both the outlook and the attack on
missionary problems. The latest, and by
no means least, of his services is the
issue of a book dealing with what is
generally admitted to be the supreme diffi-
culty of missionary enterprise—what Mrs.
Creighton called “The Moslem-Problem.”
It is a composite and complicated prob-
lem. In dealing with it Dr. Mott uses
the corporate method that has made his
Conferences so fruitful. With the skill
of an experienced commander-in-chief he
secures the views of a company of men
and women, each an authority on some
aspect of the problem—a seasoned officer
in some wing of the army. He then com-
bines their reports and increases their
value by a foreword and a summary from
his own wide but detailed survey. This
is the method of “The Moslem World of
To-Day,” made up as it is of twenty-
three papers by as many writers—a
method that provides variety of treat-
ment and comprehensiveness of data as
interesting as it is convincing to the
reader, though baffling to the writer of
a brief review. The reviewer must be
content with a few generalisations to indi-
cate the plan and purport of 400 pages of
fascinating missionary literature.
That adjective “ fascinating ” is chosen
deliberately. Renaissance and peaceful
revolution are always fascinating to the
student of history, and not less so when
it is contemporary history. This is the
fact, attested by the book as a whole, that
without doubt to-day the jfyloslem world is
passing through a period of disintegra-
tion and looking wistfully to the West for
the only secret of “Re-birth.” The
significance of this will not be realized
until it is remembered that to speak of
“The Moslem World” is no hyperbole.
It is a world of 235 million people (106
millions of whom are under British rule)
belonging to several of the oldest and
proudest branches of the race. Moreover,
Mohammedanism for 1,300 years has been
the one serious rival to Christianity as a
missionary religion, and has hitherto pre-
sented the most formidable obstacle to
Christian missionary enterprise.
The last 25 years, and especially the
last ten, have witnessed a change that
is nothing less than a revolution, not only
social and political, but intellectual and
religious. For many Moslems the issue
seems to be between materialism and
modernism, the despondency of disillu-
sion and the inevitable disappointment of
an attempt to modernise Koranic teaching
and practice. The situation is fraught
with peril, not only for the Moslem but
for the world. It is also big with pos-
sibilities and opportunities which, if
grasped immediately and effectively, must
re-act for good upon Christendom and the
entire world. There is a chance for
Christianity to-day, as never before, and
an increasing desire to know its real
meaning and message. This is the bur-
den of every paper in spite of their dif-
ferences of subject matter and method of
It is impossible for us to discuss these
subjects, and it would be impertinent to
attempt an evaluation. Suffice it to say
that the facts and underlying causes of
this changed attitude to life in the Moslem
world are stated with freshness and power

by such authorities as Dr. J. L. Barton,
of America, Dr. Julius Richter, of Ber-
lin, and our Basil Mathews (who charac-
teristically writes on “The Ferments in
the Youth of Islam”). Two papers dis-
cuss "The Institution of the Caliphate,”
and one of these is from the pen of Dr.
D. S. Margoliouth, of Oxford. In his
foreword, Dr. Mott says : “The most re-
markable event of all has been the, aboli-
tion of the Caliphate. The effect of this
startling development has been like drop-
ping from its place the keystone of an
arch, for true it is that the Caliphate has
been the binding centre of the extensive
and imposing arch of Pan-Islamism.”
Four papers describe the present-day
journalism and literature of Islam and the
chang'ed attitude to Western Education.
“There is a striking post-war desire for
education, and there are crowded schools
everywhere. Ability to read is everywhere
coveted. ”
Movements in the life of women in the
Islamic world are graphically portrayed
in three papers revealing the tragic con-
dition of women to-day in Africa, India,
and the Near and Middle East. Few, if
any, will read these chapters, written by
three lady missionaries, without being
moved to indignation, pity and dedication.
Two papers draw attention to a neglected
sphere of Christian Church History—the
struggle between the Oriental Christian
Communities and Islam. In doing so
they give point to a familiar missionary
moral—a church that ceases to be mis-
sionary not only ceases to be Christian,
it ceases to be.
We heartily commend the book to all
lovers of Him Who said, “ Go ye into all
the world.” G. W. S.
■“The Truth of Christianity.” By Lieut.-
Col. W. H. Turton,'D.S.O. 2s.
Christian thinkers will heartily welcome
a new and revised edition of this book. It
has already had a circulation of fifty
thousand copies, with translations into
Japanese, Italian, Chinese, and Arabic.
The author is well acquainted with
scientific thought, especially that of evolu-
tion, and aims at reconciling the modern
view of creation and the origin of man
with that contained in the book of
In dealing with the Divine origin of
the Jewish religion, the writer discusses
the question of the late authorship of the
Pentateuch as advocated by recent
scholarship, but produces a wealth of
argument in favour of the Mosaic author-
The closing section of the book, which
has been recently revised, comprises four-
teen chapters, and deals in a convincing
way with the credibility of the Christian
religion. He sets out to prove the four
gospels to be genuine, and the resurrec-
tion of Jesus Christ an historic fact ;
whilst the teaching and character of
Christ are held to prove His divinity.
The whole book shows signs of wide
and careful enquiry. No problem deal-
ing with Christian evidences is passed
over in silence. It is just the book to put
in the hands of young people. Local
preachers and Christian workers generally
will find it helpful. D. W.
A “ Close-up” of Africa for Young People.
The name of Basil Mathews stands for
all that is vivid and alive in missionary
literature. In this book (*) Africa lives.
The dramatic swiftness of its leap from
barbarism, beginning with the agony of
the slave-trade revealed for the first time
to a startled world by Livingstone,
through the thrilling heroism of the early
Scotch missionaries who dared that awful
journey to Blantyre ; through Khama’s
fight to free his people from the spirit
smugglers ; through Uganda’s swift pro-
gress in a single generation from blackest
heathenism to Christian civilization, from
the thorn needle to the sewing machine,
from the holocaust of slaughtered slaves
at the grave of a bloodthirsty king to tjie
beautiful cathedral of Namirembe ; from
the terrible picture of m.utilitated African
boys burned to death at the bidding of a
grotesque witch-doctor to Kwegyir
Aggrey watching with smiling pride the
building of the great College at Achimota,
Africa moves out of the shadows of its
tragic past towards the sunrising of a
glorious destiny and the promise of a
mighty contribution to the civilizations of
the world.
“The African has gifts that we have
not; we have gifts that he has not. God
made us like that so that we could use the
gifts of each for the good of all.”
A. J. If.
* “ Black Treasure ” ; Basil Mathews ; Edinburgh House
Press ; Is.

Mrs. J. B. BROOKS, B.Litt.
Our President’s Message for 1926.
GREETINGS and Best Wishes for
the New Year, to all my W.M.A.
Friends, both near and far.
May a richly filled storehouse of happy
memories help you to that quiet trust and
unquestioning confidence in God, which
alone will make the coming year one of
joy and happiness.
I recall the testimony to the late Earl
Grey, given by his son, who said, “I
shall always remember my father, because
he lit so many fires in gloomy rooms.”
You and I, by giving ourselves to will-
ing and joyful service, are helping to light
fires in dark corners of the earth.
“Take up the Torch, and wave it wide—
The Torch that lights Time’s thickest
Yours lovingly,
Ada Maclaurin.”
Our President: Mrs Maclaurin.
An Appreciation.
The lady who now holds the office of
President of our Women’s Auxiliary
is a member of a distinguished family.
She is sister to the Rev. James E. Mac-
kintosh. The late John Mackintosh, who
founded the great manufacturing firm,
was another brother, so that she is aunt
to the present head of the firm, Sir
Harold Mackintosh. Mrs. Henderson, of
Halifax, a vice-president of the W.M.A.
Council, is her sister. Her husband,
Mr. James Maclaurin, is the genial and
beloved treasurer of our Young People’s
and Temperance Committee, a member of
the Sheffield Board of Guardians, and a
prominent worker in Sunday School,
Temperance and musical circles in his
native city, in all which he has had his
wife’s whole-hearted co-operation, and
their home is a rendezvous for the sup-
porters of such causes. Wide interests
and contact with leaders in many move-
ments do prepare people for the effective
discharge of public duties, and Mrs. Mac-
laurin has certainly had that advantage.
Even without such help, however, Mrs.
Maclaurin was bound to be sought after
for positions of responsibility. She has
insight into character and the power to
grasp a situation and see a way through.
Those who have lived long in the West
Riding are familiar with a certain com-
bination of shrewdness, independence,
generosity and driving power in the best
type of Yorkshire folk ; and when we say
that Mrs. Maclaurin has all these, and
Mrs. Maclaurin.

Women’s MissionaryJAuxiliary
that she is beautiful in spirit, it will be
realized that the W.M.A. President is a
lady of rare quality.
Of her interest in the missionary cause
there is no need here to speak. Her elec-
tion is proof that those who have worked
with her think her worthy of the highest
honour they have to bestow. It may not
be so widely known that for several years
she served on the Young People’s Com-
mittee, and was especially helpful when
the work through the Sunday School
demonstrators was in its infancy. We
rejoice in the honour conferred upon Mrs.
Maclaurin, and assure the W.M.A. that
she will serve their cause with fidelity and
Greeting from the Ex-President.
My message must be brief, but I would
make its very brevity plead.
St. Paul wrote to the Church at
Corinth—“For a great door and effectual
is opened unto me, and there are many
adversaries ”—and to-day the same is
true. Let us thank God for the great
door opened, and pray and pray again,
that the adversaries who bar the entrance
of Light and Love and Peace may be over-
come by the Holy Spirit’s power, and that
the Dawn of the Day of the Lord may
brighten into the splendour of the noon-
day in China and Africa.
L. Rounsefell.
Greetings from our
Mrs. WARD, Sheffield.
Knowing God planned the work, we
have cause to thank Him for His guid-
ance and for the way he has enabled us to
accomplish something for Him.
Some of the experiences of the past
year have brought sadness to us, but we
have also had times of much joy and glad-
ness. Let us, therefore, trust our Leader
for the future, each doing our best, leav-
ing the results with Him.
I wish you all that is best for the
coming year.
Miss FANNY ASHWORTH, Rochdale.
How to keep young as the years roll
by. Attend to the things that matter.
Have healthy interests, keeping a broad
outlook, and a sympathetic heart.
Nothing will help more to this, than
accepting and helping forward God’s plan
for the human race. So my message is :
Let us keep every channel of our being
open to our Lord, and as He takes pos-
session of us, and claims us, let us be
ready to do His bidding in the service He
Mri. J. E. HENDERSON, Halifax.
The W.M.A. is doing a wonderful work
during difficult times, both at home and
If each member would take for her
motto for 1926, “Love, Prayer and
Sacrifice,” what could we not accomplish
for the cause of missions?
Prize Hymn.
A copy of “Missions as I saw them”
has been sent, by request of the Rev. W.
Bradley, to the Sunderland District
W.M.A. library, and Miss Florence E.
Fish, secretary, has acknowledged the
gift both to the donor and to us.—Editor.
“ Boys and Girls and Friendly
There is a winsomeness and simple
artlessness in these stories of the com-
panionship of the friendly child and the
friendly beast of foreign lands which is
quite captivating.
As an old and seasoned reader, one is
not easily cajoled, but the beginning and
the end of this little book for children
comprised one sitting for the adult
The little story-chapters of Chota Lal
and his pet elephant, Ali and his don-
key, the dog Puller and his Master,
Plumblossom the Japan Goose Girl,
Karuri the Goat-herd, and Ming and his
Buffalo, would be admirable for telling or
reading to a juvenile missionary class.
The “get-up ” and illustrations are fas-
cinating, and help to make an ideal gift-
book for children. J. B. B.
♦U.C.M.E. Is. 6d,

From the wise heavens I half shall smile and see
How little a world which owned you, needed me.
— Francis Thompson.
China in Confusion.
yOU will probably be looking- for a
word from me in regard to the
present condition of things in
China : a condition affecting the greater
part of the country, and particularly this
North China region.
The excitement, agitation and excesses
following the Shanghai trouble in May
were indeed enough ; but to these has
been added civil war.
Let me try to explain the confused'
Last year the President, Tsao Kun,.
who, as everybody knows, bought his way
I.—The Imperial throne. Peking. Is this now a mere relic?
February, 1926.
[Rev. G. W. Sheppard.

China in Confusion
to power by wholesale bribery of parlia-
mentarians, was deposed and arrested and
is still in durance vile.
A Provisional Government was set up ;
and Tuan Chi Jui was asked to assume
the position, not of President, but of
“Provisional Chief Executive.” He has
only, however, been able to act by con-
sultation with, and by favour of the two
great militarists in the North, Chang Tso
Lin and Feng Yu Hsiang ; and by play-
ing these against each other and count-
ing on their mutual jealousy.
Chang Tso Lin, Feng Yu Hsiang, and
Wu Pei Fu are the three great military
leaders : and each aims at the Dictatorship
•of the whole country : each calls it
“ unification.”
The civil war last year was between
Chang and Wu : the latter was then
hopelessly defeated through the defection
—I think justifiably—of Feng Yu Hsiang,
then one of Wu’s subordinate generals.
Chang Tso Lin, who for years has
ruled, and ruled well, the three Man-
churian provinces, has steadily strength-
ened his position there : he has a busy
arsenal, a big air fleet, foreign military
advisers, and an immense army.
This year he felt strong enough to come
inside the Great Wall, and has extended
his lines first to Tientsin, then to within
striking distance of Peking, and south-
ward through Shantung and even to the
Yang Tse and Shanghai.
Feng Yu Hsiang has his centre in Mon-
golia, on the Russian border. He is said
to have Soviet sympathies, and to have
drawn largely upon Russia for munitions
of war. He also has a large and well-
disciplined army which stretches along
the North-West and Western provinces
of China.
These two great armies are not
national : each wishes to be. They take
no orders from the so-called Central
Government, and they have long been
like two snarling dogs, each wishful, but
hardly daring, to seize the bone—Peking.
Re-enter Wu Pei Fu, or, rather, a
group of subordinate generals, each with
his own small army, in the Yang Tse
region. They have asked Wu to take
the supreme command of what they call
the Allied Forces, who are out to do away
with the present Provisional Government
and to drive Chang back to Manchuria.
Hence the fighting these two months in
the Yang Tse region, whence Chang,
whose long flank was too much exposed,
has retired to the Shantung border.
While this fighting proceeded, Feng
for long sat on the fence : and so long
as he did so Chang’s position was strong.
At length Feng concluded with Chang
a Pact of peace and co-operation, and
everyone thought that the Allied Forces
would melt away and some mutual
arrangement be come to for the division
of the spoils of power between the three
g'reat militarists.
The stated object of the Pact was to
maintain peace and support the Provi-
sional Government for the present, while
the Tariff Conference is sitting in Peking,,
lest, by the break up of the government
and the Conference China should lose
what she is hoping to gain.
Suddenly some of Chang’s generals
have turned against him, and, in league
with Feng—whose signature to the Pact
is hardly dry—have denounced Chang
Tso Lin.
The present position is a remarkable
one. From south to north various op-
posing forces are hopelessly intermingled.
In Shantung, part of Chang’s army is
facing the Allied Forces from the Yang
Tse region. North of them one of Chang’s
generals holds Tientsin, but is wavering
as to which side to fight on, and no one
knows how long he will remain faithful
to his chief. General Kuo, the principal
rebel against Chang, is fighting his late
chief between Tongshan and Mukden.
It began as a three-cornered affair : it
is now not one civil war but several : and
while the others are at each others’
throats, it looks as though Feng will step
in from the north-west and grasp the
Dictatorship, which all covet. Whether
he will be able to keepi it when these
others have settled their differences is
another question.
If one were absolutely detached and dis-
interested, I should regard as the saddest
feature of the business that these great
leaders cannot trust each other, and that
therefore there is no hope of a permanent
amicable arrangement between them. Wu
hates Feng for his betrayal last year.
Chang benefited by it, but has never felt
that he could trust him : and the recent
violation of a Pact, only just signed,
makes it still less possible for Chang and
Feng ever to unite.

Missionary Intercession
It is useless to ask, like “little Wil-
helmine” :
Now tell us all about the war,
And what they killed each other for.
As far as we can see there is not a
single national interest at stake in all this
bloodshed and wholesale waste of the
country’s resources. Whoever can gather
a military following wants to get to a
position of a supreme authority, with op-
portunity of unlimited “squeeze.” And
no one gets far towards his goal before
he is betrayed by those who have climbed
with him and by his help.
During the past five weeks I have been
lecturing in Peking, so have been in the
midst of things. I got there and got
away safely though train services are
badly dislocated. The day I left was
signalised by an immense demonstration
of students and Communists against the
Government: they burnt the houses of
several Ministers of State and wrecked a
newspaper office. One cannot be sure
what they are after except that they are
“agin the government.”
Most of the Ministers have resigned or
decamped : a mere modicum remaining ;
and the “ Chief Executive ” (Acting Presi-
dent), who wishes to retire, is under
military “protection,” ostensibly to
guard him against mob-violence, but it
is said in reality to prevent his flight to
the security of the foreign settlement in
We do not know from day to day
whether there is a Govenment or not.
One is reminded of Dr. Arthur Smith,
who is always humorous even when most
serious. Once conducting a service in
Tientsin, he prayed “ God bless the
Chinese Government, if there is one.”
It will be understood how difficult, often
impossible, is missionary work under such
conditions. When one asks, like Daniel,
“What shall be the end of these things? ”
one hears the answering voice, “ Go thou
thy way till the end be.” The situation
is most disturbing and perilous, but we
simply carry on and hope for better days.
It was the purpose of His design so to order
it in the fulness of the ages that all things in
heaven and earth alike should be gathered up
in Christ.—Eph. 1, 10.
What is knowing, ’tis to see :
W'hat is feeling, ’tis to be :
What is love, but more and more
To see and be . . . What is joy—
Being, past all earthly cloy
And intermixture : being spun
Of itself is being won :
—That is joy. And this is God
To be that in cloud and clod,
And in cloud and clod to sing
Of anything and everything.
James Stephens,
“The Pit of Bliss.”
Feb. 7.—Wenchow district. Rev.
J. W. Heywood. Pp. in Report, 73-76.
Ezek. 9.
Feb. 14.—In Tong Chuan. Rev. F. J.
Dymond. P. 79. Ezek. 15.
Feb. 21.—Day of prayer for Students
throughout the world. See article on
p. 27.
Feb. 28.—Tong Shan College, Mr.
Principal Redfern, M.Sc. Pp. 96-100.
Ezek. 20 : 33-49.
Let us pray.
That the spirit of brotherliness, which
issues in co-operation, may steadily grow
between individuals, between missionary
societies and between national organizations.
Thanksgiving: For the spirit of co-opera-
tion which has grown and developed so
wonderfully since the Edinburgh World Con-
ference of 1910 ; for work done which would
not have been accomplished without co-
operation ; for the national Christian councils
and conferences. Prayer : That God would
continue to lead, and men to follow, to-
wards world brotherhood; that the Christian
councils in non-Christian lands may fulfil
His purpose for them; that by working and
praying together men of different race and
outlook may become better Christians
and gain a fuller, richer life.
_________ (International Review.)
We have received reports of the following weddings;—
Dec. 1, at Yunnan Fu, Dr. C. J. Austin and Miss A. L. Barwick.
„ 12, at Hong-Kong, Rev. W. H. Hudspeth and Miss Ankers.
at Hong-Kong, Rev. F. W. Cottrell and Miss Marjorie Ford.

Secretary’s Notes.
The Chinese The decision of our
Indemnity. Government to devote the
A Delegation. large balance due as
Boxer Indemnity to pur-
poses which may most effectively advance
the best interests of the Chinese people is,
after unfortunate delay, being put into
operation. It has been announced that
three members of the Government Com-
mittee dealing with this question will go
as a delegation to China in order to confer
with an equal number of representatives
of the Chinese Government in devising the
wisest schemes for using the money. We
are pleased to know that Rev. W. E.
Soothill, M.A., is a member of this delega-
tion. The delegation left for China on
January 15 th.
Mr. Soothill will thereby add to the dis-
tinguished service he has rendered to
China. It falls to few men to have the
honour of serving two great nations. We
believe the work of this delegation will
greatly improve the relationship between
the British and the Chinese people, and
provide for the Chinese a source of last-
ing good out of the evil of the Boxer
The British members of the Delegation
will therefore be Viscount Willingdon,
Governor of Bombay, 1913-19, and
Governor of Madras, 1919-24, Chairman ;
Dame Adelaide Anderson, Principal
Lady Inspector of Factories, Home
Office, 1897-1921 ; and Professor Soot-
hill, M.A., Oxford University.
“ Mendiland In his book, recently pub-
Memories.” lished under this title,
Rev. W. Vivian has made
a valuable contribution to our missionary
literature. It is valuable as a record of
the pioneer period of our Mendiland Mis-
sion, including the dark days of the rebel-
lion, which brought martyrdom to some
of the pioneers and nearly destroyed the
infant mission. Additional value arises
from the interesting account of the life
and customs of primitive people, before
they had been affected by the encroach-
ments of the civilised world. All the
more impressive becomes the contrast
created by the development of the Protec-
torate under British rule, by traversing
the country with railways and highways,
by introducing sane and safe administra-
Paramount Chiefs of Mendiland.
Saidu of Wunde. Amara of Jaiama. Pokawa of Bonga.
See also p. 183,1925. [Rev. w. S. Micklethwaite.

The Secretary’s Notes
tion, by multiplying schools and bringing
a knowledge of the greater world to the
natives whose ancestors had known of
nothing beyond the surrounding bush.
Many readers will find the chief value of
Mr. Vivian’s book in its clear presenta-
tion of the opportunities and facilities for
missionary advance, offered to our Church,
in the sphere assigned for our occupation
in Mendiland. He speaks of a staff of
six workers being required. Twice that
number would find ample scope for all
their energies in that tempting field. The
only reward the author craves is to see
a vigorous policy pursued in our Mendi-
land Mission. The lapse of years has
not dimmed the vividness of his memo-
ries, nor diminished the intensity of his
missionary love for the Mendi people.
That love has given birth to a book suf-
fused with an enlightened compassion,
brightened by a humour which glints
around every scene, and charged with the
divinest purpose that can move the hearts
of men.
“ Lessons on Coincident with the ap-
onr West pearance of “Mendiland
Africa Memories,” our Young
District.” People’s Committee is
publishing, chiefly for
Sunday School workers, a booklet con-
taining four lessons on our West Africa
District, prepared by Miss G. Blumer.
With remarkable skill, Miss Blumer has
woven the story of the Mission upon the
dark background of African sorrows, set-
ting in contrast slavery and emancipation,
despair and hope. Freetown is shown
as an illustration not only of the British
power which liberated slaves, but also of
the Gospel-power which uplifted them.
The opening of the Mendi Mission and
the tragic effects of the rebellion are
vividly presented. A Sunday School
teacher by using intelligently this guide
book, can give a Cass a series of lessons
which will arouse the keenest interest, im-
part very useful information and foster
worthy aspirations. There is but little
excuse for one who misses the oppor-
tunity. We hope Miss Blumer will con-
tmue this excellent service until our young
people may be conducted around all our
mission fields in the same fascinating
Movements in While Mr. Vivian and
Mendiland. Miss Blumer have been
writing, in the manner re-
lated above, events have been transpiring
in Mendiland which seem to bear a Pro-
vidential relation to their efforts to direct
attention to our work in West Africa. In
the December Echo I recounted the
quickened activities at Tikonko and the
opening of our mission in Bendu, one of
the towns in the neighbouring Bonga
chiefdom. I have also reported that the
contiguous chiefdoms of Jaiama and
Wunde have been assigned for our occu-
pation. Mr. Micklethwaite has inter-
viewed the Paramount Chiefs of the two
last-named chiefdoms, and, after consult-
ing their headmen, these two chiefs have
declared themselves in favour of the mis-
sion being established in their territories.
Sites have been offered for the mission
The Paramount Chief of Jaiama resides
at the town of Gbangeima. Mr. Mickle-
thwaite visited the town, and says it is
the cleanest town he has seen in Mendi
country. “ Cattle are not allowed in the
town ; the houses are not jumbled to-
gether as in most Mendi towns, but the
whole place has a tidy appearance.” Mr.
Micklethwaite says : “We held service in
the Court Barrie in the evening, had a
fine number present and interest was sus-
tained throughout. The chief and people
expressed the hope that we would take
the “God Word ” to them, and promised
that, if we went, we should have children
for the school.”
The Paramount Chief of Wunde lives
in a town of the same name. Mr. Mickle-
thwaite visited the town and conferred
with the chief and his headmen. He says :
“They were very friendly disposed, and
said they would like a mission in their
chiefdom. I mentioned the town of
Pijamma, situated on the motor road, as
suitable for the mission. This town will
be of importance in a short time, and will
most probably become the Paramount
Chief’s headquarters.” Subsequently,
Mr. Micklethwaite received a letter from
the Chief to say they had “ agreed to
build the U.M.C. Mission at Pijamma, in
Wunde chiefdom.”
The Superintendent continues : “To
each Chief I have replied to the effect that
I am writing to England' and putting the

The Secretary’s Notes
matter before you, and promising that as
soon as I receive your reply I will write
to them again. God has opened the door
for us to enter the chiefdoms which have
been allotted to our Church. Shall we
refuse to enter? For years we have
been marking time. The call comes now
to “Go forward.” Shall we be disobedi-
ent to the call? God forbid ! ”
I earnestly hope that every reader will
echo that “God forbid!” It is the rank
and file in our churches who ultimately
decide these questions of extension, for,
however eager the Committee may be to
advance, the advance is impossible with-
out the increase in money and mission-
aries. Our friends are invited to ponder
the situation here disclosed, in the light
of “Mendiland Memories,”* and if thev
are convinced that the opening is of God,
they will readily sustain the projected
advance with their gifts and prayers.
A- minister in the zenith of his powers
is required to lead this advance, in suc-
cession to Mr. Micklethwaite, and we are
hoping to hear from one who has heard
the call to this service.
Steadfastness The Nosu people in the
in West remote regions they oc-
Cliina. cupy have had to endure
the full brunt of famine
and brigandage. They have dwelt in the
midst of despair. Atrocities have become
frightfully familiar. The horrors of the
famine passed away with the harvest, but
the heartless brigand is a perpetual
menace. Moving around his circuit in
this wild region, Mr. Goldsworthy has
witnessed many things which awakened
gladness and encouragement. He writes :
“ Going from place to place in the circuit
it is just fine to think of the little companies
of believers scattered here and there among
these wonderful old mountains and bearing
their witness for Christ. It is equally uplift-
ing to think of these mountains and valleys
ringing with Gospel hymns from day to day.
I was much struck by this as I conducted the
sacrament of the Lord’s Supper yesterday
away in the wilds. You will remember Peter
* See review on page 31.—Ed.
Wang. (Yes, I can never forget him and
his fervent love for Christ.—C.S.) I have
never met a more zealous, or more sterling,
Christian character than he; he and I travel
the circuit together. Last week, however,
he was travelling alone, some days’ journey
from here. What wouldn’t I have given to
have been with him 1 Lie came back and
told me that he has been visiting certain vil-
lages and actually Burning Idols. So, in
spite of difficulties and disappointments, the
Gospel is still winning its widening way, and
the darkness is turning to dawning and the
dawning to noonday bright. To be in at the
Birth of Christ, the dawning of the Christ
consciousness on a hitherto benighted soul
is surely the privilege of privileges. We
get that experience sometimes, and so do
you at home.”
Mr. Goldsworthy has received the
deeds of a piece of land for the erection
of the Nosu hospital. This land was
nearly a gift, as it cost us only $60 (about
£6) twenty of which were returned as a
subscription toward the hospital.
A Girls’ Lower Primary School has
been reorganized and re-opened near
Si-fang-ging since the arrival of Mr.
Goldsworthy. He writes :
“When I was approached about it I im-
mediately gave my hearty support, but made
two definite stipulations. The first was that
they must find one of their landlords willing
to give the requisite piece of land; the
second was that the Nosu themselves must
contribute at least one half of the cost of
the building. So keen were they that,
within a month, I had the very great pleasure
of receiving in the name of the United
Methodist Church the deeds of the piece
of land, half a mile away, freely given
for the erection of the necessary build-
ings. Preachers have canvassed the mem-
bers of their church for subscriptions,
and already they have about $300 to their
credit out of the five or six hundred they
engaged to secure.”
In Nosuland, Mr. Goldsworthy is in-
deed “watching the dawn.” He revels in
the opportunity. He does not mention
the discomforts, but only the privileges
and pleasures connected with his task.
We pray that his joy in witnessing the
triumphs of grace may abound yet more
and more.
The Rev. A. J. and Mrs. Hopkins sailed for East Africa
on the 15th ult.

A Call to Prayer.
February 21st.
ILL you come and take our in-
tercessions on the Day of
Prayer?” asked an Indian
woman college student in Madras of a
member of the British Student Movement
recently arrived from the West.
“ How would you like me to take
them?” said the Englishwoman.
“ We want you to tell us all you can of
the life of European students and their
needs, so that we can pray for them,” was
the reply- That day a handful of twenty-
five or thirty Christian students of a
Government women’s college prayed for
their fellow-students in war-saddened
Europe. . . It was only two years
after the Armistice, and, as a result of
what the Englishwoman had told them,
they prayed for women students who had
lost brothers, for men students maimed,
diseased or broken in health, for starving"
students of Germany and Austria, and for
students in peril of their lives and facing
terror in Russia, and they prayed for the
task of “rebuilding Europe,” in which
their fellows of the West must be
This year in Britain we shall pray es-
pecially for our fellow-students in China
—and this not only because we have seen
T. Z. Koo face to face, and because he
is a friend of our movement, but also
because the secretary of the National
Christian Council of China, Dr. H. T.
Hodgkin (an old member of our move-
ment), has been round our colleges and
kindled in our minds some little under-
standing of the heavy responsibility that
rests upon the student, and more es-
pecially upon the Christian student, in
these days of crisis in China.
The Student Christian Movement of
Great Britain and Ireland is only part of
a world-wide movement. A common
faith and a common vocation and ex-
perience give to the Christian students of
the world a common purpose and a
natural fellowship ; and, though the
activities of local Christian Unions in
India, Canada, Ireland, or Germany, may
differ widely in form, the goal is the
same—through the povsfer of God, as
revealed in Christ, to prepare ourselves
for service in the Kingdom of God. Our
common ideal is service of the world in
Missionary Secretary,
Student Christian Movement.
the Name of Christ and in fellowship
with each other ; therefore, at any time
when special need has pressed upon this
group or that, mutual service and mutual
intercession have always been features of
the fellowship. After the war, all the
non-starving student world co-operated to'
serve Germany, Austria and, later, Russia,,
in European "Student Relief. Mr. T. Z.
Koo, of China, and Dr. S. K. Datta, of
India, have served the British Move-
ment, and now Mr. R. O. Hall has gone
to serve the Chinese Movement, while
other old British students prepare, at
Achimota, to serve the African student of
the future.
On the Day of Prayer, February 21st,
Chinese, American, Indian, Canadian,
British, Armenian, Czecho-Slovakian,
German and French students pray for
each other and for the work they are
trying to do. Will you pray for them
The Peace Valentine.
[Woodrow Wilson gave the Covenant of the
League of Nations as a valentine to “the
plain peoples of the whole world.” He died
(February 3rd, 1924), as he had lived, a true
disciple of the Prince of Peace. Let us all
be League missionaries!]
A Valentine for every race,
For every nation !, Night yet blurs
Light, but this shall that efface :
Tell the news to every place,
Missioners !
A great voice sounds beyond the sun,
Where the Crusader met the Christ :
Has the reign of day begun ?
For the sky’s one opal, one
A Valentine for all the world,
Sealed with a Seer’s martyrdom,
Till where sundering waters whirled,
Battle-bombs no more be hurled,
Till Christ come—
The great voice of the Potomac,
That voice whose echoes shall not cease :
Says it not in coming back,
(For it keeps the ancient track)
One word—Peace?
S. Gertrude Ford.

A Pilgrimage to the
Holy Land of China.
AST summer the wish of many years
was fulfilled. With a party of
missionaries I ascended T’ai Shan,
one of the five sacred mountains of China.
It is 5,068 feet above sea level, situated
60 miles south of Chi-Nan, capital of
Mr. Dwight Condo Baker, M.A., of the
American Methodist Mission, has just
written a book entitled “Tai Shan,” and
to the loan of the author’s copy I am in-
debted for much of the information re-
corded here.
My holiday home was half way, up the
mountain at the Foreign Settlement, most
of the cottages being built by the mis-
sionaries of Tai An, a city in the plain
below, from which the Pilgrim Road
commences, with its 6,000 steps, which
finally lead up through the Dragon’s
Gorge to the South Heavenly Gate. The
ascent can be made in a mountain-chair,
the back of which is a half circle of
wooden supports, and the seat a network
of string ; poles are strapped to the sides,
and two men, one at each end, suspend it
with a leather strap over their shoulders.
The chair-bearers take about six hours to
ascend but two and a-half to descend,
hence the saying, “ It is 45 li up and 15 li
down. ”
Thousands of pilgrims from far and
near travel this toilsome way in search of
happiness. As my carriers were descend-
ing, I said to several old women who were
resting by the road side, “You must be
tired and in need of a rest,” and one
quickly replied, “ Oh, no, we have been
to kneel (or worship) so we are not tired. ”
On further inquiry, I found that they had
walked 10 miles from beyond T’ai An
city, making a total distance to the sum-
mit and back of 40 miles. Owing to the
time of year, we saw few worshippers, but
from the Chinese New Year (February)
to early summer, several thousands a day
tread the sacred road. Tea and rest-
houses are placed at intervals along the
route, and at the side of the last eighteen
flights of steps, which are almost perpen-
dicular, a chain is attached to stone posts,
by means of which weary pilgrims (es-
pecially the foot-bound women) help
themselves up to The South Heavenly
Gate, which is the summit-entrance to
the various temples.
It is wonderful to tread the pilgrim
way, or view the sacred places, and to
Our Party entering the South Heavenly Gate. lAZissaArraiftf.

A Pilgrimage to the Holy Land of China
remember that before Tutankhamen was
laid in the newly-opened tomb, or Assyria,
or Greece, or Rome rose in world-wide
power, pilgrims were toiling up T’ai
Shan. Therefore is there any spot on earth
which can claim such a sum total of
human devotion? There is probably no
sacred mountain in the world with such
a history as Tai Shan, which dates back
to over 2,000 b.c. Here the earliest
rulers of China worshipped and sacrificed
to Heaven. (The famous Altar of Heaven
in Peking is of much later origin). Later
centuries have added Buddhist, Taoist
and Confucian temples, with their various
shrines, tablets and mottoes, thus making
T’ai Shan the religious centre of the three
religions of North China.
Our ascent commenced from the Second
Heavenly Gate, near the Temple of the
Two Tigers. Not far ahead we crossed
the Bridge of the Snow-flakes, under
which leaps a water-fall over the. Thou-
sand Foot Cliff, with a Cascade View
Pavilion on the east side. Above the
bridge flows The Imperial Spring, at the
side of which, on a large flat
rock, we saw the sockets in
which the pilgrim Emperor
Chen Ts’ung pitched his tent
in the year 1008.
Here and there on the moun-
tain side yellow or red tiger-lilies,
moss and ferns were growing,
while in between the steps for-
get-me-nots lifted their tiny
Arriving at the South Heavenly
Gate, we climbed the side steps
to The Tower which Touches
upon Emptiness, from which we
looked down along the whole pil-
grim way to the city -below and
the plain beyond to another range
of mountains on the horizon.
Looking east and west, ranges of
lesser hills met our view, surely
a picture to well repay the toil-
ing climber. To' the right of the
South Heavenly Gate, on a rock
were carved the words “A
myriad generations welcome
you.” The Temple of the Mili-
tary Sage or War-god stands
within the gate, a suitable site
to guard the two and a half mile
dragon-pass below. The Em-
peror Ch’ien Lung presented a memento
tablet bearing the inscription, “ Heaven
and earth unite in encouraging Upright-
ness.” Speaking to one of the priests re-
garding the vessels of the altar, he
affirmed that the War-god did really hear
when the worshipper aroused him through
the beating of the gong ; then came my
opportunity of quoting John iv. 24.
Going eastward we passed through The
Heavenly Street Village, where the
houses were anything but heavenly ; poor
miserable huts or inns, where weary pil-
grims are glad to spend a night.
One of the most interesting of the sum-
mit temples, and the one most patronised
by the women, is the Palace of the Prin-
cess of the Coloured Clouds. We ob-
tained a glimpse of the Princess seated
high in a niche, encased in glass, in the
small central temple. The monetary offer-
ings here keep a light constantly burning.
To the north of this temple is the large
pavilion of the Princess, “her Holy of
Holies. ” The hall is closed by vertical
bars, and only by climbing up could we
A climber nearing the summit.
Chinese guide on his left.
[.Photo :
Mr. T. Butler, J.P.

Islam in Africa
see the Princess (a life-size figure) sitting
in state upon her red throne. She has
the ornament of a mirror behind her head
to ward off demons. In her hand is a
sceptre, while on a side table I noticed
a gay crown. Her many dresses, and her
jewelry are the gifts of wealthy women
who hope to gain help, or the blessing of
male posterity. The women worshippers
endeavour to throw presents of cash,
dolls, or women’s shoes through the bars ;
if successful, good luck is assured, but if
they fail, the opposite result is expected.
Two female deities keep her company,
The Goddess of Eyes in the east temple,
and in the west temple The Goddess who
Presides over Births. In the former
temple, imitation eyes were strung on the
net-work which protected her image,
while in the latter many imitation babies
were piled on the altar. This image is
often made in paper, and much wor-
shipped throughout North China. In the
autumn of the year the Princess is put to
bed in great state. On the 18th day of
the 4th moon the priests come to read
prayers and beat drums, inviting her to
awake. The poets of 699-842 a.d. cele-
brated in their odes the five Jade Prin-
cesses, of whom she is supposed to be
one. A tablet presented by Kang Hsi,
1604, says, “Thou art the Granter of
Happiness to all the world ” ; yet another
given by Ch’ien Lung, in 1742, says :
“Thou art the Ruler of the Mountain
Spirits of the East.” We ate lunch in the
Pavilion where one greets the Sun, ad-
joining the Temple of the Jade Emperor,
the top-most temple of the summit. The
emperor is not made of jade, as one would
suppose, but of wood heavily painted ; he
is the Supreme Ruler of the Taoist pan-
theon, or the Supreme Lord of the United
Heavens. In 1778, Emperor Ch’en Lung
gave a bronze tablet, which translated,
reads : “Without labour, O Lord, thou
bringest forth the greatest things. Thou
leadest thy company of spirits to guard
the whole world, in the company of the
spirits thou art wise as a mighty lord to
achieve great works.”
During lunch the Peak became envel-
oped in clouds, and the weather was cold
as winter. Taking a steep descent from
the Jade Temple, we visited the temple
of Confucius and Mencius. The literati
of 1676 presented an image of Confucius
which occupies a raised position in the
centre. The votive tablet presented by
Ch’ien Lung says of him: “As I mount
higher in the knowledge of the Master,
I find it yet mightier.” Surely such praise
could be ascribed to our Lord Jesus
Christ ?
Further south we turned aside to The
Gave of White Clouds, which has been
connected with rain-making from early
days. On a raised rock table were three
idols representing incarnations of Bud-
dha ; the first, the god of Mt. Omei, in
Szechuan, seated on a reclining elephant;
the second, Kuan Yin, the goddess of
Mercy, seated on a tiger ; while the last
one was the god of Wu T’ai Shan, in
Shansi. The clouds surrounding us, pre-
vented visits to other points of interest,
but directly we passed through The
South Heavenly Gate the clouds dis-
persed, enabling us to enjoy the magni-
ficent panorama until we reached home.
How we Christians should rejoice in the
sure and certain hope given us in Christ
Jesus, and when one day we pass
through the Heavenly Portal, all earthly
clouds will disappear, and we shall see
The Supreme Lord face to face in all His
(To he continued.)
Islam in Africa.
“A Native African’s View of the Situa-
tion,” appears in a recent issue of “The
Missionary Review of the World.” It is
thoughtful and able, and is interesting to
us because the writer is the Rev.
Orishatukeh Faduma. He is the son of
Nigerian parents, who resided for a
time in Yoruba, West Africa. They were
converted to Christianity before the birth
of their son. He became a pupil in the
Sierra Leone High School, and then com-
pleted his education at London Univer-
sity. From 1895 to 1914 he served under
the American missionary association, and
was for two years Principal of our Col-
legiate School at Freetown, afterwards
becoming Inspector of Schools for the
Colony. He is now instructor in Latin
and English under the same Association,
and we are glad to hear of him again.
His article above-named occupies three
pages, and is well worth reading.

“ Mendiland
(Our Publishing House ; 2s. 6d.)
HE Rev. Wm. Vivian’s “Mendiland
Memories ” has appropriately been
issued from “Tikonko,” his Lanca-
shire home. The book contains more
than his recollections of Mendiland : as
the sub-title suggests, his “ Reflections
and Anticipations ” are also to be found
in it. The merited tribute to the “Officers
and Members of the Women’s Missionary
Auxiliary,” to whom the book is dedi-
cated, will be welcomed by many admirers
of that valuable organization. Mr. Vivian
does not claim that his book contains “ an
adequate history of our West African
work,” but it deserves that description
more than any other volume we know ;
indeed, it is at once a history and an en-
thralling story of missionary adventure.
A delicate reference to the grave affliction
which provided the opportunity “to give
the United Methodist Church an account
of its Mission in Mendiland,” quickens
our sympathy with the cause Mr. Vivian
represents, and arouses the same wonder
regarding his book as John Richard Green
expressed concerning his “ Short History'
of the English ■ People ”—that in such
days of physical infirmity he could ever
have written it at all. And yet, the book
is written in an engaging style, the most
lurid happenings being recounted with a
dignity and restraint which heighten their
impressiveness for all who have hearts to
understand. The history of the Colony,
and of our Mission, is outlined in a single
paragraph of the Introduction. Mendi-
land was a natural growth of
our original work in Sierra
Leone ; and, had our mission-
ary income been equal to our
opportunity, not even the
tragic events recorded in this
book could have hindered its
full development.
We have here a story which
could be told of all our FieLds
—of a little band doing vali-
antly, and accomplishing great
things, small financial re-
sources notwithstanding. It is
told with humour and with a
pathos that moves the reader
profoundly ; while descriptions
of scenery, found throughout
the book, are often inspiring.
(In Jamaica, 1903-6.)
“ In the grand solemnity of the great
forests, the trees are like massive fluted
columns supporting the filmy green roof
of a mystic cathedral.” One is reminded
of Conrad by the tornado at sea. “ There
is an eerie pause like that which a wild
beast makes before leaping upon his prey.
Then, with terrific violence, the thing is
upon you. Lightning, thunder, rain,
wind, sea : all appear to be convulsed with
a frantic conspiracy to overwhelm your
little bark. You are terrified and drenched
in body and soul by the awful grandeur
and danger of it.” Therein is a parable
of situations on land, when heathendom
breaks loose ; and almost, though never
quite, overwhelms our small company of
noble ambassadors. Of Mendi beds, Mr.
Vivian says, “to sleep (?) on one of these
is to taste the joy of Jacob’s stone pillow,
without his elevation of vision, and to find
certain other experiences Jacob never
knew.” How amusing also is this picture
of meal time—literally “ ‘ eating off the
floor ’ sitting round a communal pot,
and feeding from hand to mouth. This
method short-circuits the washing-up busi-
ness, every feaster cleansing his own
mug ! ” The chapter on “ Mendi Super-
stitions ” is saddening ; but “mature re-
flection will discern gleams of good
struggling to shine through darkened win-
dows.” It suggests" most elementary spiri-
tual values ; yet, if there be any at all,
they are not to be despised.” Mr. Vivian
does not despise them, but seeks to trans-
Itineratlng by canoe.
Bompeh River. (See p. 24). (Ren. W. Vivian.

“ All that He stood for ”
late “their longings into the knowledge
of the Guiding Love.”
In the chapter on “ Itinerating with the
God-Book,” we feel, again and again, the
thrill of our sublime missionary purpose.
“It is always a wonderful experience to
knock at the door of a heathen town with
a message of grace from Jesus of
Nazareth.” A single incident must suffice
to indicate the manifold perils of such an
itinerancy: “One of my boys went on
strike, and when I brought pressure upon
him, threatened me with a knife. We
had a tussle, in which my umbrella pre-
vailed. I took the knife from him, and
we then proceeded.” “The umbrella
against the knife ” often sums up for us
the seeming odds, but the umbrella
•always prevails !
No record of our work in Mendiland
will ever be complete without the terrible
experiences of the Rev. C. H. Goodman.
The thrilling story told in the author’s
“ Captive Missionary ” is retold under the
titles of the “Mendi Whirlwind,” and
“Touching hands with death.” Its im-
pressiveness is enhanced because we can
not only trace the circumstances out of
which it arose, but its general relation to
the history of the Mendies, and to our
mission among' them. A new era of mis-
sionary activity and success dates from
this persecution.
The reader will be astonished at the
great changes which have taken place in
Mendiland within one brief life-time. The
African is becoming respectable ; but Mr.
Vivian warns us against the danger of
Paganism “shedding its offensive charac-
teristics, and persisting to wield the old
dark influence.” This people’s need was
never more urgent. We have taken
away their trusted “medicine,” and we
must provide “ the bridge which offers
safe and natural transport into the fear-
less comfort of Christian faith.” The
alternatives? “The first is the survival
of Paganism in a semi-civilized form ; the
second is the rapid inflooding of Islam.”
Mr. Vivian says that “the shining road
to the conversion of Mendiland to Christ ”
is not to make “black-white men,” but
to make “the acceptance of Christianity
consonant with the retention and enrich-
ment of every personal and racial idiosyn-
Would that “a Mr. Vivian ” would tell
a similar story of other mission fields !
This book is valuable in itself as an able
contribution to missionary propaganda.
It should also encourage the Denomina-
tion to develop the Mendi Mission on the
lines suggested, which are those recom-
mended in the Report of the Rev. Charles
Stedeford’s recent visit to West Africa.
The Churches of this District raise locally
one-third of their expenditure. Three
new chiefdoms have been assigned to us
for evangelization. Six European mis-
sionaries, and a further expenditure of
£1,000 a year, are required.*
Again our Publishing House has done
a great service for missions by producing
what is perhaps the best value in recent
missionary literature. The type and
binding are excellent, and the choice pen-
and-ink sketches of Mr. Vivian’s wife
and daughter, with seventeen other illus-
trations, will add greatly to the popularity
of the work.
* See p. 24-5.

“All that He stood for.”
PEOPLE need a great deal of com-
fort these days,” remarked a sorely-
bereaved woman to a preacher;
and there is no comfort to be com-
pared with the comfort of the Scriptures.
We remember reading of a poor woman
in Korea, who set out one day for a Bap-
tist Mission House. She did not knotv
it by that name ; but she knew where she
wanted to be. For she went from one to
another asking to be directed to “the
place where they heal the broken heart.”
Was ever a better description of the
Church of Jesus Christ and her world-wide
mission ? An aged servant of Christ told
his minister one day that he had been
deeply impressed by an article in one of
our Connexional periodicals. He did not
recall the writer’s name, but only the last
words of the article. They were these :
“And all that He stood for.”
Jesus stood for a great many things.
We shall never fully know them all this
side of eternity. But we are all sure that

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He stood for the healing of broken
hearts,—because He said so. What is
there greater than this, as an attraction
to those who sit in darkness and the
shadow of death ? The Bishop of Chelms-
ford recently told of an old Indian who
had been converted from' his simple wor-
ship to the faith of Christ. He was asked
to explain the difference. “ I stretched
out my hand in the dark,” said he, “and
I could find nothing to lay hold of : now
I stretch out my hand and lay hold of
Him, and it makes all the difference.”
Jesus lightens the darkness, whether
of ignorance or sorrow. He brings God
to men, as Mary Slessor reminded the
stricken chieftain whose highest hopes
had been frustrated by the death of the
son whom he had taught God-palavers
and bought good books. “Two moons
ago he died, and I have no more heart for
anything ... I want God,” he con-
tinued fiercely, “and you won’t leave me
till I find Him.” “Oh, father,” replied
Mary, “God is here ; He is waiting for
The message of the waiting God of
comfort is ours to declare. What matter
that China and Africa are too far away
for most of us, save for our prayers and
our gifts? There is still scope for the
exercise of that passion which inspired
our Master. Sam Pollard once resolved
the missionary problem into two very
simple terms : You, and The Other One.
He pictured a world in which there were
only two human beings—one who had
been brought up in the knowledge of
Jesus Christ, and another who did not
know Him even as a Name. There would
be a difference in our missionary zeal, if
we could catch that vision for ourselves.
For wherever we look in the wide white
fields, The Other One is within reach.
As the late R. C. Trench said :
“ I say to thee do thou repeat
To the first man thou mayest meet
In lane, highway, or open street,
That he and we and all men move
Under a canopy of love
As broad as the blue sky above.”
The Legion of
To the Rev. G. H. Kennedy and his
My Dear Friends,
I THINK it is time to thank you again
for your interest in our West African
Mission. Your African brother
Christopher Venture is doing well, and
is very happy in the Mission at Yamandu.
Through your kindness, when I came out
this time, your President, Rev. G. H.
Kennedy, supplied me with a number of
toys which I distributed to the children.
They gave much pleasure. Christopher
was specially favoured. He had a me-
chanical model of a steamer, and if you
could have seen his face, when after
showing how it was worked, I handed it
to him, you would have been amply re-
paid for the sacrifice you make in sub-
scribing for his upkeep and for providing
for his pleasure. He had “ Sunny
Jim’s ” smile—but it was more than that.
* By consent of Rev. H. Hooks, Editor of
as Venturers’ pages appear therein.
The other children were envious of him, I
think, and I could see disappointment on
some faces, but I told Christopher and
the others that when he took the boat to
the “waterside ” to let sail on the ocean,
they could all share in watching it, and
that seemed to relieve the situation.
You will be interested in an account of
a journey I took recently from our mission
at Tungea, Boia, to the mission at Old
Gondema. It is not the first time by any
means that I have taken this journey,
but I do not remember ever taking it with
less trouble or inconvenience, although
we have the Rainy Season with us now.
I had excellent “carriers,” and that means
much to a traveller out here.
My good friend, Paramount Chief
Kaikuf of Tungea, supplied the carriers
and gave them strict orders that they
were not to give me any “humbug” on
the way, and I am glad to say they
obeyed orders.
i For photogrppbecpn p. 151, 1925.—Ed.'

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The road from Tungea to Yoyema is
a first class one, being part of the Govern-
ment motor road that is being made from
Freetown to the Hinterland. Just before
we reached Yoyema we were overtaken
by a thunder storm. Fortunately we were
soon under shelter. I was able to lie in
the hammock with my mac. over me and
my umbrella up. For a short distance
we travel by the side of the railway line,
and then branch off along a narrow “bush
path.” The Protectorate roads may be
divided into classes according to their
condition. The third class road is a
wretched one, and the Yoyema-Gondema
road is poor third class. It is simply a
narrow path through the bush or forest,
and is rarely clean, and it curves and
twists almost like a corkscrew. I have
heard it said that when the Sierra Leone
Railway was being laid down, it was an
order from the contractor that anyone
laying a section who should lay a mile of
straight line, would be dismissed in-
stantly ; and that no person lost his job
from that cause. Of course, that may
only be a “yarn,” but it might well be
the truth. Well ! the Yoyema-Gondema
road is like that—only worse.
Soon after entering the bush track we
come to a stream. I have crossed over
this stream during the Dry Season, and
one could easily stride over the bed, but
on this occasion it was deep, and the boys
had to raise the hammock or I should have
received a wetting.
I am sure many of my young friends
would like to take the walk through the
Bush. It would take about one and a-
half hours, but I fancy you would wish
to take longer over it at certain times of
the year. It is shady and cool, as the
trees with their branches meet and form
an almost continuous archway. Those
of you who are interested in “flora”
would almost go into ecstasies, for most
beautiful flowers are growing in profusion
by the path side, and there are ' lovely
ferns. You see the creeping ferns grow-
ing round the trunks of trees to a height
of 20 or 30 feet. Some of you are in-
terested in butterflies, and may have a
collection. To you the walk would be
most enjoyable, and if you had your net,
you would be able to add some pretty
specimens to your collection ; as butter-
flies, big and little, with most gorgeously
coloured wings, are constantly flitting
about. I suppose all of you like fruit.
At certain times, we can gather pine-
apples by the wayside. Unfortunately, the
natives do not always wait until they are
fully grown, and many are destroyed be-
fore they mature.
[Rev. C. Stedeford.
Mr. and Mrs. Micklethwaite on trek in Mendiland.
Still, you would be
very unfortunate
if you were not
able to get a few
nice ripe wild
As we journey
along we come
to open stretches
which are ’arm
clearings. The
forest has been
cut down and the
stumps of the
trees and the
under growth
burned towards
the end of the
Dry Season. The
farmer and his
workmen hoe
over the land
and plant rice,
cassava, and
other crops. At
this time of the

year the rice is six or eight inches above
the ground.
Before entering- the town of Gondema
we come to another stream, much wider
and deeper than the first. A native bridge
has been built over this as it is too deep
to ford. On reaching the town we pro-
ceed to the sub-chief to acquaint him of
our arrival and tell him “How do,” and
then get our belongings stored safely and
tell Cook to prepare a meal for us. On
the occasion of my recent visit, as there
“ The Quest for God in China.”
Rev. F. W. S. O’Neill, M.A.
(George Allen and Unwin, Ltd. ;
7s. fid. net.)
“The Chinese are, and always have
been, profoundly secular. . . It was,
and is, Confucianism, with its national-
ism, its scepticism, and its stress on
conduct, that expresses the Chinese
spirit.” Against this sweeping generali-
sation of Mr. Lowes Dickenson we may
appeal with some confidence to the volume
before us. Mr. O’Neill is a working mis-
sionary of the Irish Presbyterian Church,
with twenty-eig'ht years’ experience of
the China field. His book is based upon
a course of 15 lectures on Comparative
Religion and Christian Missions, de-
livered at the Belfast Presbyterian Col-
lege. It is a rapid and very readable
survey of the religious life of China in
all its bewildering phases. From the
shadowy figure of Laotzu, with his mys-
tic doctrine of the Tao (the Way), to the
most recent spiritual and ethical move-
ments, these pages bear witness to the
fact that the Chinese, also, are “incurably
Laotzu taught, six centuries before
Christ, a quietism which has never lacked
its prophets in any of the great religions.
“Without going out of doors, one may
know the whole world ; without looking
out of the window, one may see the way
of Heaven. The farther one travels, the
less one may know. ” “ Practise inaction,
and there is nothing which cannot be
done. Those who know do not speak ;
those who speak do not know.” The
Tao resembles, in some aspects, the Word
of the fourth Gospel. The old philo-
was no convenient house in which I could
stay, I had to make my way to the
Church and fix up there as best I could.
Please accept my hearty thanks for
your continued interest in West Africa.
Perhaps in the days to come God will call
some of you to become missionaries in
this important field. I hope so, and that
when the call comes, you will respond
readily and willingly.
I send kindest regards, in which your
African brothers and mine heartily join.
sopher’s complacent trust in Reason and
Virtue recalls our eighteenth century
deists. But the Taoist religion early de-
generated, its ethical and mystical ele-
ments submerged in magic, its ideal of
noble living degraded into a superstitious
quest for longevity and elixirs of life.
Five thousand years ago the Chinese had
attained to the conception of one Supreme
Deity, in some sense personal. But it
inspired no prophetic voice. Confucius,
like Aristotle, regarded man as the poli-
tical animal, and he very effectively fixed
men’s thoughts! on the human and social
relations. Kindness, rectitude, decorum,
wisdom and sincerity—these are his five
cardinal virtues, and they remain to this
day a large part of the ideal of the good'
Chinaman. As if in revenge upon this
earth-bound vision, however, the religion
of the masses swarms with gods and
demons. Dr. De Groot, a distinguished
Dutch sinologist, finds in this crude super-
naturalism the true religion of China, a
universalistic Animism. The Confucian
classics are for the lettered few. The
millions in China live and have their being
in a universe crammed with gods (shen)
and demons (kwei).
These three, Taoism, Confucianism,
and popular Animism may be called
China’s indigenous religions. The author
devotes several chapters to the imported
faiths—Buddhism and Mahommedanism.
Early Buddhism is first sketched against
its native background of India, and in
the saintly person of its founder, Gotama.
There follows an interesting outline of the
religion as it transformed itself in its ad-
vance northwards, over Tibet, Mongolia,
China and Japan. Dr. Timothy Richard
saw in the essential doctrines of Chinese

Buddhism, not the religion of Gotama,
but an Asiatic form of the Gospel of Our
Lord, in Buddhist nomenclature, differing
from the old Buddhism just as the New
Testament differs from the Old.” That
attractive theory finds little support
among other scholars. But it is true that
this type of Buddhism (Mahayana) in-
trudes into the original doctrine a belief
in an Eternal God, Supreme Creator of
all things, and further, places a quite new
â– emphasis on faith in God, instead of self-
discipline, as the way of salvation. Here,
again, however, as with Taoism, there is
a sad story of degradation ; the actual in-
stitutions and ritual of Buddhism in China
have preserved little of its original spiri-
tual treasure. The enormous Canon of
1,662 books is largely a wilderness of
•abstruse metaphysics. The pantheon of
Buddhist gods, in popular religious prac-
tice, sinks to the level of gross idolatry.
Two features of Mr. O’Neill’s lectures
which will commend them to the general
reader are the vivid little pictures of reli-
gious customs with which he intersperses
his exposition, and his fresh and instruc-
tive account of present-day religious de-
velopments. He has visited the sacred
places—temples, monasteries, mosques,
monuments, holy mountains ; and he
records what he has seen and heard with
admirable descriptive skill. And he has
watched with sympathetic eye the curious
and changing reactions of China to the
influences of the Western world. Here
is spiritualism, for instance, in the Open
Court movement, with its headquarters
in Tsinanfu, spreading far and wide
among the upper classes. Its distinctive
feature is a new relevation mediated by
the Chinese equivalent of the planchette !
And here, in the same head-city of Shan-
tung—a restless centre of religious inno-
vations—is a pacifist campaign led by a
juvenile prophet of ten years of age. The
Universal Society for Virtue, founded by
this “Divine Child,” has likewise spread
throughout the country. These, and
other “New Thought” movements, are
eclectic and syncretist, claiming to deduce
their principles from the five great reli-
gions. More important is the remarkable
revival of Buddhism. Its inspiration is
the rediscovery of the life and teachings
of the great Gotama. A reformation of
the monastic order is one of its foremost
aims. Popular propaganda is carried on
in a fashion similar to that of the R.T.S.
and S.P.C.K. Great conventions are
held in the chief centres, and the Young
Men’s Buddhist Association flourishes.
Racial aspirations count for something in
this revival, for Buddhism is the interna-
tional religion of the East, and offers a
religious sanction for the watchword,
“Asia for the Asiatics.” But Mr. O’Neill
recognises in this and many other cur-
rents which are traversing the vast field
of China to-day a genuine spiritual im-
pulse, a quest for God. He writes
always with generous and truly catholic
sympathy. His standpoint he defines as
“strictly Christocentric, and consequently
very broadminded.” There is much vir-
tue in that “consequently”! His final
chapter, “Christianity in China,” gives a
brief summary of the history of Christian
Missions, but is chiefly concerned with the
outlook and future development of the
Church of Christ in that country. “ From
Dependence to Leadership ” is his formula
for the future of Chinese Christianity.
The transition cannot be easy, especially
in view of recent political and nationalist
agitations. But it will come all the more
smoothly if European missionaries are
prepared to adopt the wise, tolerant and
patient attitude of the author of this
genial volume.
G. R. Goodall.
“The Congo and its People.”
Robert Glennie. (Carey Press ; 2s. ;
paper, Is.)
“Among the Women of the Punjab.”
Miriam Young. (Carey Press;
2s. 6d. ; 2nd edition.)
The Baptist Missionary Society is to
be congratulated on the record of work
disclosed in these two modest volumes.
“ Red Rubber ” is to-day an almost for-
gotten horror, and the Congo has not that
place in the thought of Christian workers
it once had. “The Congo'and its People ”
should, however, reawaken interest alike
in the land and its inhabitants. Here is
sketched for us an outline of the country
through which the Congo, the second
largest river in the world, flows, and as
one reads he marvels at the contrast in
the knowledge now available from the
ignorance which prevailed before the days

of Livingstone and Stanley. What was
then dark stands revealed now in the
clear shining of the noon-day sun. It is,
however, with the people that the writei
is chiefly concerned. The African is
shown to be by no means the “lazy fel-
low ” of popular opinion, but, on the
contrary, engaged in useful and continu-
ous toil. The women especially are em-
ployed in many and needed tasks, and vie
with the men in discharging the duties of
their communal life. “The African,” so
we are told, “is a religious being.” He
is, too, a confirmed and ardent ritualist.
To him, however, God is but a hazy ab-
straction, and when he speaks of God he
uses a word which may be translated
“ strongest of all ” or “ mightily mys-
terious.” The fetish priests are unmiti-
gated rascals, and play upon the terrors
and ignorance of the people to enrich
themselves. The child-like African heart
is longing for the revelation of God as
seen in the face of Jesus Christ, and if
that knowledge be imparted in childhood,
when the mind is keener to investigate
and more responsive to education than in
European children, wonderful indeed
would be the results. The perusal of
“ The Congo and its People ” should lead
to the development of work amongst the
children of Africa, as well as an enlarge-
ment of general interest in mission
“Among the Women of the Punjab ” is
an account of missionary work by means
of personal intercourse with the people of
India in a movable tent. Anything farther
removed from the once-cherished idea of
a missionary, with frock coat and tall
hat, preaching to crowds whilst standing
under a palm-tree, than the record of
humble and faithful service recorded in
this book can scarcely be imagined. Miss
Coombs, named Chhoti by the Hindoos,
and her Indian companion, Panchi, with
a woman named Kaliya as attendant, set
up her tent in the villages of the Punjab,
and welcomed all who visited her, whether
the visit was prompted by curiosity or by
a desire to gain some knowledge of the
gospel of Jesus Christ. By the spoken
word, by pictorial illustrations of the life
of our Lord, by the lantern, but more es-
pecially by song, Chhoti and her native
helpers endeavoured to convey to the
many who visited them the meaning of
the person and work of Christ and to win
them as His disciples. The difficulties
and the hardships, the hope and the fears,
of this work are simply yet graphically
portrayed, and cannot fail to awaken and
to deepen interest in missionary work.
The Baptist Missionary Society should be
materially helped by these two publica-
tions. Harry Rowe.
“ The Great Fifty Days.”
S. Pearce Carey, M.A. (Carey
Press ; fid.)
In lucid and beautiful style, and with
clear and cogent reasoning, the Rev. S.
Pearce Carey, M.A., in “The Great
Fifty Days,” expounds the purpose and
message of our Lord during the period
that elapsed from the resurrection to the
ascension. He made His disciples “burn-
ingly sure of Himself,” and taught them
“that His programme was not political,
the challenge of Rome, but spiritual, the
challenge of sin ; that He was not to lead
His followers in visible and manifested'
presence, but through them as witnesses
He was to make His impact on the-
world ; that He loved all lands, and that
they were to carry His Gospel to the
uttermost bounds of the earth.” The old
truth that disciples of Jesus must be
world missionaries is taught with fervour
and beauty, and in a brief pamphlet is con-
centrated the passion of a volume. It
should kindle afresh the missionary zeal
of the reader. Harry Rowe.
“Activities with Purpose,”
for Youth Groups. (Clifford A.
Martin, Edinburgh House Press ;
If you can spare fourpence, get this
book. It leads somewhere, and is simply
packed. Intended for young people be-
tween 15-25, it would make a splendid
handbook for Legion of Service and
G.M.A. groups. “Youth must have ac-
tivity,” is the writer’s thesis. Here is
activity directed into serviceable channels.
The activities chosen are such as will help
the spread of knowledge, and quicken
missionary interest through service. The
one thing needful is a capable and keen
leader, who could not spend fourpence to
better advantage. He might spend much,
more, and learn less. J. D. C.

Banzai! Banzai! Japan.
GREAT-HEART” is a delightful
magazine for young folk issued in
Scotland. The editor is the Rev.
W. H. Hamilton, M.A. We have quoted
from him several times.
He received the names of two Japanese
members of his “Great-heart Order of
World friendship.” He first says “Hur-
rah,” i.e., in Jap. Banzai, and then he
flings across the world this dainty verse :
Dear little folk in far Japan
We raise the loudest cheer we can.
Would it could reach your ears and prove
Our leal heart-kinship, sister-love;
A vow that nought shall e’er revoke
Or chill. God bless you, little folk!
Mr. Hamilton has founded the order
mentioned above. There are no fees, no
rigid conditions, and it is open to all
denominations. It is for young folk. The
number enrolled to date is 8,754. Rules :
Kiyo Nozawa and her brother,
Tamotsu Nozawa.
. [Favoured by
Ed. Great-heart.
1. Find out about other races and
2. Correspond with the chief.
3. Show friendship to foreigners.
4. Endeavour to learn modern lan-
guages or Esperanto.
5. Take interest in The League of
6. Remember missionaries.
7. Make things to help needs abroad.
8. Maintain life-long interest in the
order, and in the Magazine “Great-
We shall be glad if young folk, at
home or abroad, wishing to join the
G.O.W.F. will write to the editor of this
magazine, and the letters shall be sent on
in bulk (listen to that) to Mr. Hamilton.
Psalm lxxxvii.
“There shall be a handful of corn
in the earth upon the top of the
mountains; the fruit thereof shall
shake like Lebanon.”—Psalm lxxii.
Founded upon the holy hill,
Proud witness to Jehovah’s will,
The gates of Zion stood ;
More loved than Jacob’s dwell-
ings were,
Her sunlit turrets glittered fair,
Or whitened in the moonlit air,
The world’s most holy rood.
Rahab and Babylonia heard,
Philistia and Tyre shared,
With Ethiopia,
The revelation of her law,
And visions that her prophets
saw ;
They, knowing Zion, said with
“This man was born in her ! ”
And God Himself, recording,
The souls replenished at those
In Calvary renewed :
World-wide the story of that
Whose far-flung offspring boast
their birth—
The salt of all the tribes of
A heavenly multitude.
Whitaker Bradley.

Mrs. J. B. BROOKS, B.Litt.
“Oyinka’s offering.”
What shall I give Him, poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd I would bring a lamb.
If I were a wise man I would do my part.
But what shall I give Him? Give my heart.
—Christina Rossetti.
To-day we are perhaps specially con-
scious of the need for patience and hope
in Christian work everywhere. At home
much of our energy seems to be spent
in holding-on. The present condition of
China seriously limits missionary activity
there. We realize how very difficult it is
for the primitive people of Africa—en-
slaved for centuries by superstitious fear
—to grasp the wonderful truth of the
gospel of love, and still more difficult for
them to rule their lives by its teaching.
Yet, “sometimes a light surprises,” re-
vealing results beyond our expectations
and in unpromising places, and we are
inspired to greater faith and more earnest
endeavour. Such a thrill came to me the
other day as I read the incident of
Oyinka’s offering in the quarterly record
of women’s work abroad, carried on by
the Women’s Auxiliary of the Wesleyan
Missionary Society. Let me pass it on
for your encouragement and emulation.
Oyinka was the grandchild of a fetish
priestess who had made a living by ex-
hibiting in the market place a hideous
image of the Yoruba god Esu, the Evil
One, to which passers-by used to throw
small pieces of silver in the hope of gain-
ing the god’s favour. The old woman
heard the gospel at an open-air service
and became a true Christian.
“I am too old now,” she often said, “to
learn much : I shall never read the book
with the wonderful words, but I pray the
good Father God may grant that my
Oyinka may learn to read and love it and
to do what it commands us.”
So. Oyinka came as a scholar to the
Mission Girls’ School and learned very
quickly. Her face was not beautiful, but
she had a sweet, unselfish disposition and
soon became a little Christian girl.
Christmas was drawing near, and it
was the custom in the little African vil-
lage for all Christians to bring to the
Church on Christmas morning some gift
for the Christ-child. They were all very
poor, and had to deny themselves in order
to give anything. Week by week they
laid by a few cowrie shells, the native
money, and tried each Christmas to bring
more than they had done the year before.
Oyinka’s grandmother now earned a very
scanty living by selling snuff, but she
brought 3d., which was equal to at least
three days’ profit on her trade.
When Oyinka’s name was called, she
came forward with a shy, glad look on
her face and laid down—not cowrie shells,
which most of the others had brought—
but 18s. in English silver coins. The
missionary was amazed.
“Where did you get all this, Oyinka?
it is a small fortune.”
Oyinka did not answer. She hung her
head, and traced a pattern on the church
floor with her bare feet. SJie would not
speak until the missionary said he could
not take the money unless she told how
and where she got it. Then, raising her
bright black eyes, which were full of tears,
she said in a low voice,
“Master, I have pawned myself for
Christ’s sake! I could get money no
other way, and Christ has done so much
for grandmother and me that I could not
bear to give Him nothing. And, Master,
I have two days a week for myself, so I
can come to church on Sundays, and on
the other day I will work to bring back
my freedom. But,” with a pitiful little
quiver in her voice, “ I cannot come to
school any more, and I am sorry, oh, so
sorry, Master, for I did love it so much.”
The members of the Church looked at
each other. Then a strong young woman,

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with a baby strapped on her back, rose
and held out a pair of powerful arms.
“Master,” she said, “Oyinka shall
come to school. These two arms will
work one day a week for her, Master, and
there are plenty more that will be glad to
work the other four.” And as she sat
down over a dozen women offered to take
a fifth of Oyinka’s burden. Sacrifice be-
gets sacrifice. The missionary thanked
them, but he would not enslave them nor
lose Oyinka for 18s., so the next day the
money was paid, and Oyinka was once
more a free girl.
Jesus said of the widow’s gift that she
had cast in more than they all: for of her
want she had oast in all she had, even all
her living. We therefore believe that the
Master would be well pleased with the
little black maiden’s precious offering of
grateful love. In such a spirit may we
lay our gifts on the altar of sacrificial
service. J. B.
For other stories of West Africa, see
the new book by Mr. Vivian, reviewed on
p. 31.—Ed,
I wake up from my sleep,
And from my window peep,
This vision then I see
A world all white and clean.
All silver-frost around—
The trees, the hedge, the ground—
And then sweet notes I hear ;
There’s music in the air.
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of Missions.
There is a natural domination of China
affairs in the 57th issue of this valuable
review. “The religious problem” is
handled by Professor Philip De Vargas
of Lausanne : Dr. Warshuis deals with
“Treaties and Missions” : and President
P. W. Kuo, Ph.D., “The present situa-
tion and its significance in missionary so-
Miss Gollock, joint editor, gives a
lengthy and able study of “ Fifteen years’
missionary co-operation.” This alone de-
mands that the current issue shall be mecurn.
Then we have Dr. Frank Mason North
on “There is no substitute for the mis-
sionary passion ” ; Dr. D. J. Fleming on
'World friction, points” ; and the Rev.
Henry A. Junod on “The psychology of
conversion among primitive people.”
Enough said. 3s. net, 10s. 6d. per year
to any part of the world. May be obtained
of the Rev. Henry Hooks.
Some little bird doth sing
High praises to his King :
How early he’s begun
To chant his song of love.
Let me my day begin
All white and pure within,
That I may also be
In perfect harmony.
Pearl Massey Davies.
By permission from the “ British Weekly?
Wenchow garden under snow, [Miss B. Petrie Smith.

My fruit shall not be my fruit until it drops from my
arms—into the arms of the others, over the top of the wall.
—Sherwood Anderson.
A Pilgrimage to the
Holy Land of China.
The Shrine of the Ancients—
In T’ai An City.
PILGRIMAGE to the sacred
Eastern Peak is not complete,
without a visit to the lower temple
of the god T’ai Shan, which stands
within the north gate of T’ai An city.
Such an opportunity came to me ; when
we decided to descend the mountain, and
spend a night in the American
Methodist Mission Compound,
iq order to hear a Russian
singer, Vasily Petrovick Ar-
noldi, who on journeying
northward alighted at T’ai An
to sing to the 1,000, or more,
Russian soldiers (Whites) who
are stationed there.
The famous T’ai Temple is
full of historical interest. The
ancient cypress trees of the
Han and Tang dynasties (25-
007 a.d.) the antique monu-
ments of Sung and Chin
(1127-1280) seen in the various
courtyards, make one feel the
reverence, the dignity and
wonder attached to such a
place. The temple parapets
are over a mile in circuit, and
about thirteen feet in height :
eight towers surmount the
walls and six gates.
We entered by the south
gate into The Vestibule Pavi-
lion, in which pilgrims for-
March. 1926.
merly prostrated themselves as a “salute
from afar ” to the sacred moun-
tain, but now given over to tea-houses.
Behind these is a tremendous space, in
the centre of which there is a huge stone
platform. It was round this, a year ago
last Christmas, that all the Christians of
T’ai An assembled, and held an open-
air meeting, setting forth to the packed
Ascending: the sacred mountain of Tai Shan.
(Summit seen on left.)
• [From -Mrs. Butler's
book, by permission
of author and publisher.

A Pilgrimage to the
assembly the meaning of the Christmas
Going forward we passed through The
Door of Benevolence and Peace into The
Palace of the Lofty Heights, truly one
of magnificent proportions, divided into
nine sections by pillars. The god T’ai
Shan is seated upon his throne, wearing
the yellow garment of his rank as Em-
peror. On, his altar are utensils of wor-
ship bearing the mystic symbols of the
five sacred mountains of China. Tablets
given by the three great Emperors who
visited here adorn the pillars : one bear-
ing the inscription “ The Associate of
Heaven, who is the Guardian of the Em-
pire,” was given by Kang Hsi in 1684 ;the
second, given by his son in 1740, reads :
“ T’ai Pekk bestows Happiness upon us
.as a Reward,” then his illustrious grand-
son Ch’ien Lung presented the one bear-
ing his seal, “ His Great Virtue brings
New Life Daily.” Upon the temple walls
lias been painted a long fresco showing
the pilgrimage of an. Emperor to T’ai
Shan. From the west side appears the
royal person driving a chariot ; his guards
and retinue pass round the north to the
foot of T’ai Shan on the east.
At the extreme end of the courts is the
bed-chamber of the idol. Within the
ruined temple sits the image of T’ai Shan
and his principal wife. The god was once
a splendid bronze statue, but is now turn-
ing green with oxidation from the rains
pouring upon it. The queen is in a worse
state, an ordinary wooden image ; two
secondary wives, the Eastern Duchess
and the Western Duchess are in better
condition. The workmen were in the
act of repairing the roofs, and they re-
Still ascending. [From Mrs. Butler's book, by fier-
A rest by the way. mission of author and publisher.
Holy Land of China
marked to me, “ When virtuous people
subscribed more money they would repair
the walls.”
An interesting visit was to The Hall of
the Library of Scripture, where is the
precious gift of the Emperor Ch’ien
Lung, presented in 1771. The priest led
us to an inner room, and opened a coffin-
like box, wherein lay an exquisite piece
of light green jade, more than three feet
in length and ten inches wide, carved in
the shape of a sceptre. The priest would
have us stroke it, in order to feel its
coldness and smoothness. This room was
called The Treasury of Spirit Vessels,
because here were kept the ornaments for
the great festivals, such as the birthday
of T’ai Shan (28th day of the 3rd moon).
These precious relics have now disap-
peared, being too beautiful to be long in
this prosaic world where priests must eat
and drink. No doubt their scarcity of
money accounted for their appeal to build
a set of ordinary Chinese rooms in the
adjoining' courtyard, where poor boys
can support themselves by weaving : in
these temple courts a strange mixture of
ancient and modern !
The Court of Yama
or the Taoist Hell.
King Yen-lo, the Lord of Death, is the
Chinese Pluto, whose infernal capital is
the City of Abundance on the bottom of
a great sea, in the depths of the earth.
The grounds of his temple in T’ai An
appeared as a huge cemetery, for in-
numerable stone tablets had been erected
by persons on behalf of their ancestors,
in the hope that their sufferings in Ge-
henna might thus be mitigated. I noticed
that several bore inscriptions
such as : “ Eternal Preserva-
tion,” or “A fragrant and
holy memory.” It is said that
in this place the Boxers of
1900 met to concoct their
magic ritual which they spread
throughout the country.
The priest took us round a
large court-yard, where in
separate chambers were
seventy-five courts of justice,
presided over by the agents of
King Yen-lo. In front of these
officials were their servants
carrying out punishments upon
those who refused to burn in-

A Pilgrimage to the Holy Land of China.
cense, or were guilty of poisoning
or murdering- others, etc. ; while those
who were filial to parents , or did
certain works of merit, were rewarded
accordingly. It was a gruesome, tiring,
depressing spectacle, and the priest, par-
rot-fashion, rolled off inarticulate explana-
tions. The numerous figures had not
been renovated for years, so that the les-
sons which were meant to be impressed
on the visitors were somewhat lost. The
huge figure of King Yen-lo, in the central
temple, was certainly calculated to
frighten the timid worshipper.
The Temple of the
Three Religions.
This temple is situated not far from
the Methodist compound. During my
visit a nun over sixty years of age led
me up steep steps to a loft, where, seated
on raised stone tables were three images,
representing Buddha, Confucius, and
Lao-tsze, the founder of Taoism. A
young man followed us up, and informed
me that there was now a Five Religions
Society in China, the additions being
Mohammedanism and Christianity. In
all the big cities this union of the five
religions, called the Tao Yuan, is quite
a popular sect, in which truth and error
are strangely mixed. I found both my
guides friendly and willing to listen to
my explanation of Him in whom I be-
lieved. The nun was a descendant of
many generations who had served in this
temple ; she was unable to read, and a
type of many who give us a heart-ache,
for in speaking to them, one feels the
dense darkness surrounding their souls ;
truly Satan blinding their eyes, lest they
should see and be healed.
It was quite a relief to turn from these
heathen temples, and step into a three-
storied building belonging to the .Ameri-
can Methodists, where an Industrial Mis-
sion is being carried on for the poor
women of the city. Their hours are from
8 a.m. to 5 p.m., with two hours interval,
one for religious instruction and reading,
and the other for their noon meal. A
Bible-woman is employed in their in-
terests, and for their girls and little boys a
school has been opened. During winter the
middle-school boys conduct an evening
class on behalf of the husbands. Mrs.
F. M. Pyke founded it, and is its conse-
crated superintendent. From a small be-
ginning of four women in her house it
has developed into a staff with eighty
employees, or one hundred and fifteen in
the busiest season. Since the opening of
this work about sixty women have be-
lieved in Christ, and the only Moham-
medan employed has recently declared
her desire to be a Christian. In the base-
ment I had a chat with the woman who
superintends the laundry. With a happy
countenance she testifies of the love and
help brought into her life through this
An interesting- peep at the English
S.P.G. Mission was afforded by a visit
to their Cathedral, and a bird’s-eye view
of the city obtained from the tower. They
have good schools for boys and girls,
and a deaconess has charge of the
women’s work. The Salvation Army has
recently entered this city ; there is room
for all in this most difficult of mission
(To be concluded.)
One of the 75 Courts of Justice. [JJZss Arniiit.

Secretary’s Notes.
China The position of China
among the among the nations is one
Nations. of singular interest to all
persons who give any thought to world
affairs. Though she is the oldest nation
upon earth, and in population the great-
est, China, in the great family of nations,
is like a child which has not attained its
majority. The full rights of adult nation-
hood she does not possess. China is not
allowed to control her own tariff, nor to
exercise judicial power over foreign resi-
dents in her territory. She suffers these
disabilities largely because she lacks some
of the elements essential to a fully-de-
veloped nation. She lacks an effective
and stable government, a judicial system
comparable with that of other nations,
and she lacks financial soundness and
integrity. Though lacking in these vital
elements, China is claiming the rights
which will give her a status of equality
with other nations. We cannot deny a
nation the right to be master in its own
Mr. Cheng, B.A., Assistant Master at
Tong Shan College.
The son of one of our ministers, trained by us at
Peking University. He has joined our staff, and
is proving an efficient helper.
At the entrance examination in the autumn we
had 100 applications, and more than half had
to be refused because of insufficient dormitory
accommodation. H. S. Redfern.
house, however bad a housekeeper it may
be. If guests do not like the manage-
ment, their option is to quit, not to usurp
authority. Other nations have gained
authority in China which the Chinese now
resent. They resent the treaties which
bear the evidence of China’s humiliation.
In the recent Treaty of Lausanne the
Powers relinquished the right of extra-
territoriality in Turkey, and China is now
the only nation which does not possess
judicial power over foreign residents.
A welcome sign of the progress of the
world toward international righteousness
is seen in the fact that China can appeal,
with good prospect of success, to the pre-
vailing spirit of justice and humanity.
She has no military power with which to
enforce her claims. For this reason, if
for no other, the most generous treatment
should be extended to China,, by granting
her every legitimate claim and by pro-
moting her aspirations toward national
strength and independence. To meet the
claims of China in an unfriendly spirit
would be disastrous in its effect. It would
prolong an agitation which would grow
more and more bitter, it would drive
China into the arms of the Bolshevists
under the impression that they alone were
her friends, it would foster the idea that
national status could be gained only by
the development of military power, it
would incite to those methods of boycott
which exasperate international feeling and
inflict international injury.
Those of our friends who desire to be-
come familiar with the historical back-
ground which accounts for the present
position of China are recommended to
read the book recently published by our
esteemed minister, Rev. W. E. Soothill,
M.A., entitled “China and the West.”*
He records the intercourse of the Western
world with China from the earliest times,
and traces the development of the forma-
tive forces which have left the deepest
impress upon China. Against her will,
China has been caught in the currents of
life which have swept around the globe.
She moves toward a great destiny, in-
volving the welfare of one quarter of the
human race.
*Reviewed in this issue. See p. 53.—Ed.

The Secretary’s Notes
“ American A conference was held last
relations with September at John Hop-
China.” Hopkins University, Bal-
timore, for the purpose of
exploring thoroughly American relations
with China, and for discussing the
measures by which those relations might
be improved. The conference was com-
posed of persons possessing expert know-
ledge of the subjects to be discussed, and
many of the addresses delivered are of
outstanding merit. A report of the con-
ference, extending to 197 pages, has been
published, under the title at the head of
this paragraph, and it forms a valuable
contribution to the understanding of some
of the international problems now press-
ing for solution. The relations of China
with America have, probably, been hap-
pier than with any other country with
which she has negotiated. America fol-
lowed in the track which had been opened
by Great Britain. America has been a
great friend to China, has given freely
of her treasures in men and money in con-
nection with the missionary enterprise.
Many of the most enlightened leaders
among the Chinese received their educa-
tion in America. America, however,
stands in the same Treaty relationship
with China as Great Britain. Now that
China is claiming a revision of the
Treaties, America is ready to give a
sympathetic ear to all her demands. The
Chinese Minister Plenipotentiary to the
United States, Minister Sao-Ke Alfred
Sze, addressed the conference on Treaty
Revision, and, with reference to the sur-
render of rights granted to foreigners in
China under the treaties, said : “The
Chinese have every intention to provide
full security for the lives and property of
foreigners in China—a security no less
than that enjoyed by Chinese citizens
living within the territories of the Treaty
Powers.” This assurance may offer
some consolation to those who fear the
effect the revision of treaties may have
upon the position of missionaries and
mission property.
Opening' New Our readers have been
Chiefdonis in informed that three Mendi
Mendilaixl. chiefdoms in Sierra Leone
were assigned for our
occupation by the United Christian Coun-
cil, and that our Superintendent, Rev.
W. S. Micklethwaite, had interviewed the
three Paramount Chiefs and had found
them favourable to the establishment of
missionary work among their people. On
account of the habit of the people to fol-
low the lead of their chief, great import-
ance attaches to the attitude he assumes.
I am happy to report that our Com-
mittee has sanctioned the planting of our
mission in each of the three new chief-
doms, Bonga, Jaiama and Wunde. See
p. 24 (Feb.) The sanction has been
cabled to Mr. Micklethwaite in order that
the Chiefs, who are awaiting our deci-
sion, may not be kept in suspense any
longer than necessary. It marks the
greatest advance our mission has made
in West Africa since Mr. Vivian first
penetrated into Mendiland. The exten-
sion thus commenced will need to be
maintained with vigour. The Committee
is therefore anxious to secure imme-
diately two ministers for West Africa,
one to devote himself to the training of
native agents and the other to superin-
tend the work of the whole District.
The new stations will be planted in
virgin soil, and the Gospel will be
preached to those who will hear it for the
first time. New buildings are already
rising in the new stations, and the cost
of them will be met from the £30,000
Fund. We trust our advance abroad will
be accompanied by an advance in interest
and income at home. We are satisfied
that we have followed the clear guidance
of Christian duty.
The We deeply regret that it
Return of has become necessary, on
Mr. E. W. J. account of failure in
Perry, B.Sc. health, for Mr. Perry to
return to this country.
He had not been long in Ningpo before it
became evident that his health was im-
paired. He was not able to assume
. charge of the Middle School, when Mr.
Bates left for furlough, but was obliged
to seek renewed strength by visiting
Ruling. Subsequently, under doctors’
advice, it has been decided for him to
return to England. He sails, in company
with Mr. Tremberth, in thes.s. “Malwa.”
They will be due to arrive about the
middle of March. In the retirement of
Mr. Perry many hopes are disappointed.
He himself surrenders his eager ambition
to become a missionary, and the Commit-
tee loses a worker who gave promise of

Weddings at Hong-Kong
loyal and devoted service. At our Ningpo
Middle School Mr. Conibear has nobly
stepped into the breach, and will conduct
it until the return of Mr. Bates in the
Mem. Mr. Cozens is working
“with both hands ear-
nestly ” in Meru. His last report states
that the attendances at the dispensary
average 30 per day and sometimes
number over 50. Occasionally it is
necessary to dismiss some patients and

Weddings at Hong-Kong. (From the “Hong-Kong Telegraph.”)
N interesting double wedding took
place in the Wesleyan Church,
Wanchai, on December 12th. The
brides arrived by the so-called Bride-ship,
the s.s. “Macedonia,” on the 11th. The
bridegrooms are missionaries of the
United Methodist Church. The two are
friends and arranged fot their brides to
travel from England together.
The ladies had the longest journey to
reach the trysting place but their bride-
grooms spent longer in getting from their
remote mission station. Owing to the
disturbed conditions, a roundabout route
was necessary, and they took 37 days to
get to Hong-Kong from Chao Tong. The
first fifteen days were spent in chairs by
an overland route to the Yangtze. Having
reached the river they went to Shanghai
by boat and travelled the rest of the way
in reasonable comfort, arriving in Hong-
Kong on December 4th, well in time to
meet their brides off the “Macedonia.
The church was beautifully decorated with
The Rev. W. Lindsay, M.A., officiated,
and among those present was the Bishop
of Fukien.
The first couple to be married were
Miss Florence M. Ankers and the Rev.
W. H. Hudspeth, M.A. Miss Ankers
is the daughter of the late Mr. Thomas
Ankers and Mrs. Louisa Ankers, of Liver-
pool, and the bridegroom, a son of the late
Mr. J. W. Hudspeth, of Willington,
The bride, who was given away by
Mr. S. Hamer, was charmingly attired in
ivory chiffon velvet with veil and orange
tell them to come the following day.
In the day school there are 70 scholars
registered, with an average attendance of
60. The school is formed into five classes,
and could well engage the constant ser-
vices of a missionary. Practically all the
scholars attend the S-unday services. In
addition to the central school there are
six out-stations, with schools numbering
altogether 138 scholars. All these places
require the oversight of the missionary.
Mr, Cozens writes with cheering hopeful-
ness and seems to revel in his work.
blossoms and she carried a bouquet of
white chrysanthemums and roses.
Miss Marie Clarke attended her as
bridesmaid, she being dressed in blue
taffeta with a wreath of flowers in her
hair. She carried a basket of pink
chrysanthemums and roses.
Mrs. W. H. Edmonds was matron of
The second couple were Miss Marjorie
Ford, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. John
Ford, of Redlands, Bristol, and the Rev.
Fred Cottrell, son of Mr. and Mrs. W. F.
Cottrell, of the same city.
The bride was given away by Mr.
W. H. Edmonds. She was beautifully
dressed in ivory crepe de Chine with veil
and orange blossoms and carried a bou-
quet of white chrysanthemums and roses.
Miss Molly Brown was her bridesmaid.
Mrs. W. H. Edmonds, aunt of the
bridegroom, was also matron of honour
at the second ceremony.
After the ceremony a reception was
held at the house of Mr. and Mrs. W. H.
Edmonds, where many people gathered to
offer their felicitations to the happy
The honeymoons are to be spent in
making the return journey to Yunnan by
way of Shanghai. Mrs. Cottrell’s going-
away dress was a costume of Kasha and
that of Mrs. Hudspeth tan gabardine.
No full report is yet to hand of this wed-
ding, which took place at Yunnan Fu on
December 1st. News would come much
more quickly from Hong-Kong.

The World-call to
the Church.
eUR President and Missionary Secre-
tary had the pleasure of receiving
an invitation to the great conven-
tion, summoned by the Missionary Coun-
cil of the Church of England, to consider
the above, which was held in the Central
Hall, Westminster, January 26-29.
Here are extracts from the letter of
the Secretary, Rev. Garfield H. Williams,
supported by the Bishop of Salisbury.
“The Missionary Council of the Church
Assembly wish to extend to you a most
hearty invitation to be present at the St.
Paul’s Tide Convention, the object of which
is to present the World Call to the Church.
“As a missionary leader your presence is
most earnestly desired. The enclosed pro-
gramme will make clear the nature and aims
of the gatherings. If, however, unfortu-
nately, you cannot accept this invitation
yourself, we would ask you to pass on the
invitation to someone who you feel would
adequately represent you.
“ Though the primary object of this gather-
ing is to rouse the members of the Church
of England to do their own share in meet-
ing the present World Call, the Missionary
Council in this enterprise craves the under-
standing sympathy and prayers of the leaders
of the Missionary Boards and Societies of
the Free Churches and of such other socie-
ties as are working side by side with us in
the fields covered by the Commissions. We
know that there are in your own heart and
thoughts desires similar to those we are
seeking to express, and we hope to support
any similar movement you may be under-
Most regretfully neither the President
nor the Secretary could set aside his fixed
engagements for four days, and the keen
joy of such an inspiration was handed on
to Dr. H. Lloyd Snape for Mr. Grist, and
the Rev. J. E. Swallow for the Secretary.
The gatherings were marvellous in
number and moment. Every diocese was
well represented, nearly 3,000 crowding
the hall during each session. Humanly
speaking, we are indebted primarily to
the Bishop of Salisbury for the colossal
gathering, but he and his coadjutors
would say that they were inspired of God.
The Bishop presided throughout, most
happily. No word too many, and when
he spoke he was gracious and forceful
The only name I shall mention as a
speaker is that of the Archbishop of
York, who followed the chairman at the
first session.
The Church Assembly.
At each of four sessions one of the
undermentioned reports was introduced
by two to four well-chosen speakers,
whose excellent addresses occupied the
whole time except that devoted to hymns
and prayer. The Call from Africa : The
Moslem World : India : the Far East.
They are named in order, but as the
addresses were delivered we could feel
that they were all equally great, momen-
tous, and indeed alarming. Tears some-
times were not imagined but actual. And
when We who represented our Church
knew so well that the addresses gave
also a picture of our own dilemma in mis-
sionary operations, the fellow-feeling was
intensified, and we prayed that somehow
the powerful message to the Episcopal
Church could effectively reach our own.
The demand is for passion, not caution ;
risk, not timidity ; extravagance, not
cheese-paring. Could we make every
member of Conference a member of the
Missionary Committees — Home and
Foreign—then should we have the fetters
loosed and the prayer-room and the ex-
chequer full. To have a Divine call is
an honour ! Too often we try to evade
it. The strange thing is that we often
legislate with brain alone when we meet in
numbers, but on this great occasion brain
and heart, wisdom and love met in
gracious companionship and time will
reveal the wondrous result.
These reports show that just to carry-
on—to fill up vacant places, maintain
existing work, and meet the demands
through fruitfulness—the Church of Eng-
land alone requires at once 268 men and
173 women. To that add the needs of
the emprises in the sweep of the Confer-
ence of Missionary Societies, represent-
ing the Free Churches of England, Scot-
land and Ireland. The demand that is
thus made seems audacious, almost pre-
sumptuous, but only he or she will say
so whose perception and faith are small.
I write with heat and do not ask for
forgiveness. I could wish that every
member of our beloved Church had been
present at the great gathering. Many
would have been made uncomfortable : all
would have been constrained to ask, “Am
I, in view of the imperative call of the
world for which my Lord died, doing all
that I can ? ”

A Visit to Wenchow
Did Captain George Fried work with
brain alone when he stood, for 83 hours
on the bridge of “ The President Roose-
velt,” and manipulated not only his men
and' his ship but an angry sea, with such
a magnificent result ? When he apologises
for saving 25 men, I will speak with
bated breath on such a theme as this.
A collection for expenses—surplus for
Missions—was made at one session and
realized £3,227.
During the convention a moving leaflet
was distributed urgently requesting a fel-
lowship of prayer every day for the ful-
filment of missionary aims ; and indicating
some of the conditions of effective prayer.
The leaflet had been prepared by about
sixty Churchmen assembled in Westmin-

A Visit to Wenchow.
(We have become familiar with the fact
that Mr. Alderman Rothwell and party, of
Salford, visited China last year, May to
November. They were able to visit our
stations of Tientsin, Wenchow and Ningpo.
eN Saturday, October 3rd, we took
steamer for Wenchow, 28 hours
down the coast, arriving there on
Monday morning at 9.0.
We were told that we should have to
wait before landing for the Port Doctor,
and were sat on deck reading, when a
gentleman came and said, “Are you Mr.
Rothwell? my name is Stedeford, and I
am very glad to meet you.” I said in my
Garden-party at Wenchow. [Miss Rothwell.
Mr. Rothwell is on left; Mrs. Rothwell is scarcely visible, Mrs. Heywood
next, and then a lady visitor. Mr. Heywood stands on the right.
ster Abbey in October last, and it was
reported to the convention that one
thousand persons had already pledged
themselves to pray on these lines. It is
certain that the number must have largely
increased as a result of the convention,
for, throughout, the immense importance
of prayer was stressed and felt. Cannot
we all determine to participate in this
The evening intercession services in the
Abbey and St. Paul’s were quite unfor-
gettable. Verily, one felt the presence
of our Lord and Master, and that it was
good to be there. To these services must
be attributed in no small measure the
signal success of the Convention.
J. E. S.

Mr. Alderman
surprise, “ Oh, I thought you were the
Doctor,” to which he replied, “So I am,”
and so discovered that our Dr. Stedeford
is also the Wenchow Port Doctor. Our
boat was anchored in the middle of the
river, and the Doctor took us ashore in
the port dinghy, and we found at once
that we were very important people !
On the quay there were waiting to give
us welcome Mr. Heywood, Mr. Chapman,
Mr. Truelove, and Mr. Scott, and very
quickly we got into rickshaws and away
to. our mission compound, where we were
greeted by the ladies, Mrs. Heywood,
Mrs. Chapman, Mrs. Truelove, Miss
Smith and Miss Doidge.
Miss Simpson was away
conducting a Bible School,
and we much regretted not
seeing her at all during our
visit here.
Our Wenchow friends had
been looking forward to see-
ing us and had made great
preparations to make our
visit interesting and enjoy-
able. The girls were to be
the guests of Mr. and Mrs.
Truelove, whilst Mother and
I were Mr. and Mrs. Hey-
wood’s guests. These two
houses are together, being
semi-detached, and in front
was a tennis court. This

A Visit to Wenchow
sounds British, but the streets of
Wenchow are only as wide as a back
passage at home, and there are no parks
or recreations whatever, or even much
scope for taking a pleasant walk, and so
tennis is the only exercise. Again, in the
very hot weather—June—August, the
temperature is over 100 degrees and
space is essential for Europeans to live.
Whilst we were at Wenchow it was about
80 degrees in the middle of the day and
very pleasant indeed.
We visited the city chapel, in the main
street, which will seat 600-700 people—a
very fine building and Florence played a
few tunes on the organ, of which they
are very proud.*
Another morning we visited the Girls’
School, and after visiting the class rooms,
requested that the girls came into the
grass plot in front so that we could take
a photograph. They all sang for us
very nicely indeed.
Our College for Boys is very fine, pre-
sided over by Mr. Chapman, whom, we
visited. Owing to the unrest, instead of
300 students, there were only between
70-80, but gradually they are coming
back, and probably by next session will
be in full swing.
We also visited the hospital, which has
120 beds for both men and women, also
some private wards for those who desire
them. There is also a dispensary, where
out-patients are seen, the whole of which
is in Dr. Stedeford’s charge, with Miss
Smith as matron, and several Chinese
assistants, who do useful and valuable
In the afternoon we visited the different
houses, and were most hospitably enter-
tained with tea and tennis on the lawn, to
which the other European residents were
invited to meet us. Each night we went
out to dinner and were made most
You can understand the pleasure it gave
our European friends1 at Wenchow to re-
ceive us when they told us that we were
only the third lot of visitors from home
they had had in thirty-four years. On
Friday, we had a whole day picnic to
the Lotus Lily Temple. A flower boat
was engaged, which is something like one
of the house-boats you see at Oxford.
*This was presented two years ago by Mr. Tom Rothwell,
brother and partner.—Er>.
There were three men at the front and
one at the back to row the boat, some-
thing like you see in pictures of gon-
doliers at Venice standing whilst rowing.
The journey was up the canal, which
looked like a river and wound in and out
amongst the green fields, past orange
groves to the foothills. The journey took
3i hours, and we had picnic lunch and tea
on the boat. There were eleven of us
and a Chinese servant, and we had a
glorious time.
At the end of our journey we visited the
Temple, and saw all there was to be seen,
amongst which was a very fine library of
Buddhist manuscripts. One of the priests
showed us round and invited us to take
tea in a room at the rear of the Temple,
which we did and two or three monks
served us with tea and sweets. It was a
great treat and a novel experience to us,
ard especially the crowd of monks and
novices who watched us partake of their
Our journey home was a great success,
and we thoroughly enjoyed the day’s
Saturday morning all the friends of the
Rev. H. & Mrs. Truelove, with Donald.
[jfiss Rothwell.

Missionary Intercession
Mission saw us to the quay to give us
a good send-off. They provided us with
sedan chairs, the first we had ridden in,
and very sedate and honoured we felt. I
asked to be allowed to share in the ex-
penses, or at any rate to pay out-of-
pocket expenses, but they would have
none of it : they said it was a great privi-
lege to entertain us. Soon the steamer’s
siren blew, and our friends went ashore
and waved us off as long as they were in
sight. It was a memorable experience,
and a great joy to us to visit Wenchow,
and we shall not forget the gracious
hospitality we received.
(Next month—Ningpo.)
At Jesu’s Feet.
’Mid China’s many Templed hills,
A strange mysterious Spirit thrills,
Whose power, unseen, is mightier far
Than serried ranks of flaming war.
Strong sons of God the morning greet,
The dawn-light breaks at Jesu’s feet.
Deep in the gloom of Afric’s night
This Spirit sheds its. quickening light,
Before whose tender, softening ray
Degrading evils melt away.
Strong sons of God the noon-tide meet,
The daylight spreads at Jesu’s feet.
The light of God’s unchanging Love
O’er all the world shall one day move,
From Arctic snows to palmy plain,
One God alone, thro’ Love shall reign.
Strong sons of God His glory own
Till earth shall kneel round Jesu’s
Still more and more this power shall
Till all creation God shall know,
• And far and wide the whole world
Love, joy and trustful peace abound,
And every hill and vale shall ring
With triumph songs to Christ the King.
Minnie Netherwood.
I will stand upon my watch, and set me
upon the tower, and will look forth to see
what He will speak by me, and what I
shall answer. Habakkuk 2 : 1.
Thy Kingdom come! on bended knee
The passing ages pray;
And faithful souls have yearned to see
On earth that Kingdom’s day.
But the slow watches of the night
Not less to God belong;
And for the everlasting right
The silent stars are strong.
And lo! already on the hills
The flags of dawn appear;
Gird up your loins, ye prophet souls,
Proclaim the day is near.
The day in whose clear-shining light
All wrong shall stand revealed,
When justice shall be throned in might
And every hurt be healed.
When knowledge, hand in hand with
Shall walk the earth abroad—
The day of perfect righteousness,
The promised day of God. Amen.
F. L. Hosmer.
(English Hymnal).
March 7.—Tong Shan College. Mr.
Principal Redfern, M.Sc. Pages 62, 63
in Report. 1 Sam. 10 : 1-13.
March 14.—Wenchow District. Rev.
J. W. Heywood. Pp. 73, 74. Deut. 17 :
March 21.—Meru, Kenya. Rev A. E.
Cozens. Pp. 104, 105. Judges 18 : 1-13.
March 28.—Freetown North and
South. Rev. W. S. Micklethwaite. Pp.
109, 110 Deut. 7 : 1-11.
O Lord, support us all the day long of
this troubelous life, until the shades lengthen,
and the evening comes, and the buisy world
is hushed, the fever of life is over, and our
work done. Then, Lord, in Thy mercy, grant
us safe lodgeing, a holy rest, and peace at
last, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
[16th Century.)

HE Rev. J. E. Williamson sends us
two inspiring- illustrations' from his
Circuit :
Mrs. Harrison has resigned the Mis-
sionary Secretaryship at New Radford,
Nottingham Central Circuit. She has
given me her figures as follows :
£ s. d.
March, 1920 24 0 5
March, 1921 38 0 6
March, 1922 36 6 10
March, 1923 86 16 7
March, 1924 ... 44 6 3
March, 1925 40 6 8
Meh-Sept., 1925 8 2 7
^227 19 10
is an average of 12s. 9d. per member
per annum.
New Radford has only 61 members. We
are finding it difficult to find a successor
to Mrs. Harrison.
Mr. G. H. Hodgkinson has served the
New Lenton Church, Nottingham, nobly
in many capacities, as steward, Sunday
School superintendent and class leader,
which offices he continues to hold.
His record as missionary secretary is
worthy of a place in the Echo. Here are
figures dating back to the year of Union.
£ s. d.
1907 11 0 0
1908 14 14 0
1909 15 3 1
1910 16 10 0
1911 20 14 0
1912 21 10 0
1913 25 5 0
1914 27 1 11
1915 30 0 6
1916 30 8 8
1917 30 11 5
1918 35 17 10
1919 36 0 0
1920 37 0 0
1921 38 12 6
1922 39 1 10
1923 42 4 4
1924 50 6 10
1925 50 15 6
Total ... £572 17 6
He is handing over the office of mis-
sionary secretary to a younger man,
having increased the amount (each year
showing an increase on the previous one)
from £11 to £50 16s. 6d., making the
total stated in 19 years.
Mr. Hodgkinson has not confined his
missionary enthusiasm to his own Church.
He has served as missionary chairman
for the churches of the Nottingham area,
and has also been chairman of the City
Temple Missionary demonstration.
He has also been a devoted worker for
Home missions, as the Sneinton Church,
under the Nottingham Extension Com-
mittee, can bear witness.
Although he has laid down the office of
missionary secretary for his own Church,
his interest in every branch of our work
at home and abroad will be worthily
Akin to this.
We desire to honour, and, if possible,
record all exceptional enterprise on behalf
of Missions.
In an advertisement on our cover some
years ago, the query read thus :
If you had a daughter or sister, son
or brother, a missionary, what would
you do for the Church abroad ?
One answer among many was given
at Wigan on the 17th ultimo. A Pedlars’
Fair was organized—proceeds for
1. Support of native teacher (Chang
Chih Ch’eng, Miaoland).
2. Purchase of piano for Girls’ School,
3. W.M.A. and general missionary
Miss Mabel Fortune, B.A., as is well
known, is at Ningpo, and her father
and mother are at Wigan.
Blest is she, and happy they, and joy-
ous those who wrought that day.
A photograph of Miss Mabel and her
school will appear next month.

Records of Service.
NUMBER of Annual Reports lie on
the table and have been clamour-
ing for notice.
The Friends’ Foreign Mission
It is the 58th Report. We note that in
September last the F.F.M.A. moved to
new quarters in Euston Road. We are
introduced to their work in South Africa,
Madagascar, Pemba, India, China, and
Syria. A feature of the year is that M.
Catharine Albrig’ht and Harry T. Silcock
(Secretary) have visited the first three dis-
tricts. These, rather than a deputation,
were friendly calls for consultation with
the missionaries. Then follow “A bird’s-
eye view of the work, “ Interesting ex-
cerpts from personal reports, the Per-
sonnel, and Income and expenditure.
The expenditure for the year has been
£38,325. A debit of about £5,000 was
cleared by the General Reserve Fund.
The Presbyterian Church of
Like ourselves, this is a missionary
Church, and its work in this department
is entrusted to a Committee.
The report is enriched by sketch maps
of each district worked, and they appear
every year, as guidance to thought. There
are strong centres in China, Formosa,
Singapore, and India. The women’s as-
sociation is doing excellent work, having
35 missionaries in the various fields. The
regular missionaries are about 25 in num-
ber and medical missionaries 13.
For financial statement we are referred
to “The Accounts of the Presbyterian
Church of England.”
The Baptist Missionary Society.
This is the 133rd Report, and is a
volume of 282 pp. Their immense work
is well known. Their income from in-
vestments, etc., is about £6,000 a year,
and from the general fund over £200,000.
The fields are many, and they are asking
for an increase of £50,000 for next year.
India, China, and Congo, are shown to
be full of romance and promise. They
have an efficient secretariat, and are
nobly housed in well-known Furnival
Street. The list of their stalwarts in the
field is long' and inspiring.
The Wesleyan Methodist Report is
called “The Heart-throb of the world.”
This Society is a tree with many branches,
a centre with a wide circumference. The
chapters are happily entitled and the
story finely phrased. With an income of
£372,000 and a staff of 380 British mis-
sionaries they are able to sweep over the
The secretariat is divided thus : Rev.
Amos Burnet, South Africa and West
Indies ; Rev. C. W. Andrews, B.A. ,B.D.,
China and Europe ; Rev. E. W. Thomp-
son, M.A., West Africa and India ; Rev.
W. J. Noble, Ceylon and Home organiza-
tion ; Dr. F. Percy Wigfield, Medical
The Primitive Methodist
Missionary Society.
With a thought of coming kinship we'
also take up this Report. It is the 82nd.
Fernando Po, Nigeria, South Africa,
Central Africa, are their stations abroad.
The African fund, as it is called, to dis-
tinguish it from, though strongly related-
to, the Home fund, shows an income of
over £40,000. We hope to have the
story of Nigeria told in these pages by
the Rev. J. T. Barkby.
The Student Christian Movement.
This is called, very fittingly, “ Building
the Builders. ” The frontispiece shows
the Federation gathered at High Leigh,
representing thirty-six nations.
The aim and basis is “To lead students
to accept the Christian faith in God—
Father, Son and Holy Spirit—according
to the Scriptures, and to live as true
disciples of Jesus Christ.”
Then follow 114 fascinating pages,
giving the story of the year’s work. The
Manchester Conference is well remem-
bered : the publication department is a
marvel for output from year to year, the
list this year showing 55 books and pam-
phlets issued. The list of subscriptions
is not large enough—not £1,500. We
hope many readers will from this time
forth send an annual subscription to so
magnificent an organization. Send to
32 Russell Square, London, W.C. 1, for
this report (6d.), and, if read, the gift is

“ China and
the West.”*
LTHOUGH to-day Professor Soot-
hill speaks from a University
“chair,” United Methodists like
to remember the young- Yorkshireman,
who in 1882—before this reviewer was
born—went out to Wenchow to take
charge of the infant Free Methodist Mis-
sion and toiled on until, a quarter of a
century later, he was called away to be
Principal of the Shansi University, leav-
ing behind a few faithful colleagues and
a glorious work—the Blyth Hospital, the
Sir Edward Jones College, and a great
evangelistic enterprise — altogether an
achievement such as few men can look
back upon.
Now that the work for China is being
continued at Oxford he serves the Home
Base, first by accepting membership of
the Foreign Missionary Committee, and,
second, by taking frequent services in
our Oxford Circuit. When, therefore,
he gives to the world another book, we
take almost “ a proprietary interest ” in
it, because we think of him-—present as
well as past—as “one of us.”
Professor Soothill perhaps more than
most men, like certain ancient Greeks,
likes to tell a story : at any rate he does
it better than most. He breaks through
his labours on translation, his researches
into religion to tell the story of “A Mis-
sion in China,” a Connexional as well as
a missionary “classic,” and that of
“Timothy Richard” ; and now he takes
his pen to tell the fascinating though
sometimes unhappy story of the meeting
of “China and the West.”
Most people knew that when China
awoke the rest of the world would have
to move to a new adjustment. Some
people saw that China’s response to the
different influences of the West was
bringing the moment nearer. It has come
—China is awake. Sir Austen Chamber-
lain said a few months ago,“The Chinese
people cannot escape the impact of
Western thought and the new wine of the
West poured into the old vessels of the
East ferments and menaces us with
cataclysm.” Now is the time when China
needs to be interpreted to the rest of the
world—and the rest of the world to China.
*A sketch of their intercourse. By W. E. Soothill. (Oxford
University Press. 10s. 6d.)
A Review.
Rev. T. M. GAUGE.
(China, 1910-20)
That must be done by people who know
the Chinese thoroughly. Amongst these
I place first great missionaries. And be-
cause I have heard in Chinese, homes all
over the Wenchow district, chatting far
into the night, tales of Mr. Soothill’s love
of the Chinese and his intimate know-
ledge of all their ways, as well as because
of his more public work, I look to him
now for the word of interpretation that
will point out the path of reconciliation.
The idea has grown up that China has
never sought intercourse with the West,
but has always tried to maintain a rigid
exclusiveness which the Westerner has
had to break down. Professor Soothill
contends in this book that the history of
China does not bear this out. “ East has
sought West.” In the course of her long
story, China has sent out envoys and ex-
plorers, has welcomed foreigners, has in-
vaded other lands and once made her bid
for sea-dominion. This is important,
and the account of early exploration and
the Mongols is most interesting. But
“West has sought East”—and the lure
of the East, for some reason, has pre-
vailed—and the larger part of this book is
concerned with the varying: fortunes of
the Westerners seeking admission to the
Celestial Empire, either to convert its
vast population or to share in its fabulous
We are told how Nestorian Chris-
tianity, from Syria, gained a foothold in
China in the 7th century and lost it again.
It is also good for Protestants to note
that, in addition to this primitive move-
ment, Rome has been sending mission-
aries to China since 1200 a.d. But it is
significant that early successes did not
lead to permanent results ; the light was
put out. Protestantism, it is fair to note,
has lit a candle, which, in China, will not
be put out.
The outstanding name in the history
of Western intercourse with China is that
of Marco Polo. His endurance—success-
fully carrying out a journey of three and
a half years, which now takes two or
three weeks, and then becoming to all
intents and purposes a Chinaman—is re-
markable. But Venice still pulled, and
after twenty years he returned, and the
book of his travels set the bold spirits of

‘‘China and the West”
Europe on the quest of a route to China.
“ Columbus read it, and set out westward
in search of the East.” The sea route
discovered, trade begins. It is the 17th
century, the reign of K’ang Hsi, ancient
China’s last Golden Age. For that foreign
trade one quotation must suffice. “ Not
that there seems much to choose between
all these fearless adventurers, hard of
head and heart, ready to trade or raid as
might seem the more profitable.” Things
muddle along through the 18th century,
and with the opening of the 19th begins
the attempt of Western governments to
get into relations with China. The pre-
paration, however, has not been helpful.
A great barrier of misunderstanding has
grown up. Wars follow, and our author
deals with them all judicially and fairly.
Peace comes and the foreigner enters
China. China was not armed to resist
the persuasions used by the Westerner
and had to submit. But no reasonable
person expected to see, most, if not all,
of the prerogatives then obtained by the
Western Powers come to so speedy an
end. At the Customs Conference and the
Commission, on Extra-Territoriality now
being held, they are being swept away
with the swiftness of an avalanche.
The awaking of China, so ably de-
scribed in the closing chapters — the
reform movement of the late nineties, the
Boxer Riots and the changes ensuing", the
Revolution of 1911 that lost its way, etc.
—would not by itself have brought such
an unforeseen result. The Great' War
has produced a new world, and what will
finally emerge from it is by no means
settled yet. That is the other factor. It is
not only that China has to seek and find
her way to peace : we have all got to do it.
The author’s suggestion that the
League of Nations might be asked to help
in bringing order out of China’s chaos is
daring, but thoroughly good, I think.
China, however, at present, is more than
suspicious of any outside intervention in
her internal affairs, and only asks to be
let severely alone, to work out her own
salvation in her own way.
“What of the future? ” asks Mr. Soot-
hill. It is significant that whilst he is
cautious in his judgments of events in
China, and is obviously disturbed by some
features in the present situation, he is,
nevertheless, optimistic. “That China
will some day contain a great, prosperous
and enlightened people there can be no
Many people to-day are asking an .ex-
planation of what is happening in China.
Let them read Professor Soothill’s book.
(See also Mr. Stedeford, p. 44.)
A Signal Honour.
Since the above was written, Professor
Soothill has been appointed on the delega-
tion that goes from the British Govern-
ment to China to confer with an equal
number of Chinese in devising the best
ways of using the Boxer Indemnity due
to Britain. So other people have recog-
nised the peculiar fitness of Mr. S-oothill
as an interpreter between East and West
—as a messenger of peace.
It is another indication of the swift flow
of the current, firstly, of the new situation
in China and, secondly, of the willingness
of the British Government to meet it.
For more than'ten years Britain has been
hesitating about the uses of this money.
America used her share of the Boxer In-
demnity to found Chinese Scholarships
in American Universities. It was a far-
seeing, statesmanlike thing to do*. Simply
on a commercial basis China as a friend
is worth more than a China exploited.
Mr. Ramsay MacDonald’s Government
made a gesture of friendliness to China
by appointing, on a Commission to tackle
this question, two men known to be sym-
pathetic towards China’s national aspira-
tions. On the present Government taking
office these men were dropped, and the
voices that would use this money to
further business interests—of benefit to
China and also of benefit to Britain, but
not as the Chinese wished the money to
be used—gained the ascendancy. The
Chinese asked that the money should go
largely to education. Then came last
year’s unfortunate happenings, and the
need of the moment is to give China un-
shakable proof of England’s friendliness.
Our Government—more than some busi-
ness men—knows the present need is for
generosity, and one is grateful for the
way the whole situation of the recent
Chinese trouble has been handled. Now,
to call three Chinese to meet three
Britishers to thrash out the matter of the
best uses of the Indemnity money and to
advise the British Government, seems
an ideal way of settling a difficult

It will not be lost on the Chinese. This
impartial administrator with recent ex-
perience in India (Viscount Willingdon),
this gifted woman of affairs who can
sympathise with what the educated
women of China want for their country
(Dame Adelaide Anderson) and Professor
Soothill, who has spent his life in the
service of the Chinese, and is now at
Oxford University teaching the Chinese
classics—China will not miss the signi-
ficance of this choice.
We sincerely congratulate him on this
signal honour. England has chosen him
lo speak to China at this critical juncture.
It is as the “missionary-as-statesman”
that Mr. Soothill has a unique contribu-
tion to make. I remember in Wenchow
the first time I sat with him and others
round a table to discuss ways and means.
Varying ideas were mentioned, different
points of view were expressed, but his
mind comprehended all and rapidly built
the plan that fulfilled what each sought.
It was wonderful. This quality, with
his intimate acquaintance with the
Chinese, 'will prove him a tower of
strength to the delegation.
The past tells the story of many sad
blunders, but we pray with confidence
that the work of this delegation may be
so good, so just, so generous, that—in
spite of the present difficult mood of the
Chinese—it may set in motion subtle
forces from which shall come an era of
happier intercourse between “China and
the West.”
T. M. G.
“ Native Churches in Foreign
By Harold Hosie Rowland.
“ The Methodist Book Concern,
New York.
THE author of this book spent ten
years in North China as a mission-
ary, and writes therefore with prac-
tical experience of missionary problems.
He was not satisfied with the methods in
operation for planting “ native churches
in foreign fields,” and this book is the
result of a careful investigation under-
taken in order to discover the fundamental
principles upon which native churches
should be built. His thinking led him to
conclusions in accord with the views of
other recent writers, who insist strongly
that churches should be planted in a
manner which will make them truly in-
digenous. The first chapter defines the in-
digenous church as one which fully meets
the requirements of self-support, self-
government and self-extension. Another
chapter shows why the church should be
indigenous. It is necessary in order that
the church may assume the form best
adapted to the conditions of a country
and the genius of its people. Mr. Row-
land would deliver missionary propaganda
from many features which, though closely
associated with Christianity in Western
lands, are not essential elements of Chris-
tianity, and which hinder the development

of the indigenous church on mission fields.
Each country has its own genius which
should be free to express itself in the
architecture, music, ritual, customs and
literature connected with the native
The missionary student is now able to
gather the lessons of a wide experience,
and Mr. Rowland has explored extensive
fields for this purpose. A historical sur-
vey, extending from apostolic times to
the present, furnishes him with illustra-
tions, of success and failure, which en-
force the lessons he desires to inculcate.
One-third of the book is devoted to the
discussion of problems connected with
the establishment of indigenous churches.
First among those problems is that of
self-support. The difficulty of securing it
is frankly stated, but the necessity of
securing it is firnilv maintained. The
practice has been to subsidize native
churches, to prolong missionary control,
and to regard extension a® the concern of
mission boards rather than of the native
churches. The undesirable effects of
these methods are clearly stated. The
subsidizing of native churches, it is con-
tended, fosters a spirit which stunts their
spiritual growth. Mr. Rowland answers
the question, “Why is self-support essen-
tial?” in the following words : “Mission-
aries in every clime answer, ‘ Because sub-
sidizing pauperizes. Human nature when

exposed to generosity and patronage,
multiplies avarice in proportion to the
willingness of the benefactor to be ex-
ploited. ’ ” Holding such an opinion, the
writer, as might be expected, favours any
newly opened work being made self-sup-
porting from the start, and considers that
if aid be given, it should be only as a tern-*
porary expedient where there are excep-
tional conditions to justify it.
The training of native leaders and their
maintenance present problems which re-
ceive full attention. Mr. Rowland would
place native leaders in positions of respon-
sibility, and grant autonomy to native
churches at a very early stage. In some
cases self-government should precede
self-support. He quotes with approval
the dictum of Dr. Laws,, of Livingstonia,
“The missionary should never do any
work the native worker is able to do for
In a suggestive manner the author
deals also with the problems connected
with the devolution of self-government,
the merging of denominationalism into a
wider union, and the relative responsibility
of the missionary and of the indigenous
church. The task of the missionary is
stated to be (1) to give the message, (2)
to develop native leadership, (3) to lay
upon the church its responsibility for
carrying the message near and far, and
to promote the application of Christian
principles to industrial and social life.
This book is a timely contribution to a
subject which demands the attention of
missionary leaders at home and abroad.
It will be welcomed by students of mis-
sionary policy. The jealous regard for
national distinctions and prerogatives
manifested in various countries affects
native churches, makes them restive under
foreign control and desirous to promote
their life and work in their own way.
This new spirit will accelerate the pro-
gress of the Christian Church.
C. Stedeford.
“ Five Indian Tales.”
By F. F. Shearwood. (London.
Student Christian Movement. 4s.
From the short introductory memoir
we learn that, the author of these
tales died some twelve months ago,
at the age of 37, at Karachi. F. F.
Shearwood began his Indian career in
the Cambridge Mission to Delhi, where
he had charge for some years of the
Boarding House for Christian Boys of
the Mission High School. His eager
spirit led him, to embrace the life of a
Christian Sadhu. Courageous of heart,
gallant and: generous, with a deep, love
for Indians, he gave himself without stint
to their service. In this group of Tales
he writes of that which he knows. They
are a faithful transcript from his experi-
ence, admittedly a limited! one, of Indian
The tales are diverse in their subjects.
Together they give us glimpses of dif-
ferent Indian types, of the caste system
as it works in everyday life, of the hard
lot of the outcastes and lepers, of the
superstitious fears that lurk in the back-
ground of men’s minds. The longest of
the tales tells the story of Nathu Chumar,
a boy of the untouchables. Nathu goes
to the village mission school. At eleven
years he becomes a Christian. Passing
to the Mission High School in the city,
where boys of all religions sit together,
he finds himself to his dismay classmate
with the son of the chief landowner of his
native village, a man who has' persistently
persecuted the Christian villagers. A
strongly human situation is created by
the attachment which grows up between
the boys, in spite of the caste division.
One sees the hope of a fairer future as
such friendships multiply. As a short
story the best thing in the book is “The
Wealth of Ram Parshad.” It is very
cleverly managed, and has a somewhat
grim humour. Distinctly humourous,
too, is the illuminating episode in which
there figures the professional thief-
catcher. There is an affecting story of
a young Brahmin leper, and one of a
convert who recants.
These are Indian tales, not merely tales
about India. They are Indian in spirit
and atmosphere. The life is vividly
realized. The missionary purpose is not
obtruded, but the appeal is felt. Mission-
ary work is seen in the setting of the
everyday life of the country. One comes
to feel, with the author, that “there are
no men in India who work harder or more
sincerely and whole-heartedly than the
missionaries ” ; and sympathy goes out to
those “ Christians living in outlying vil-
lages who undergo persecution in a way
that many an Indian civilian, sitting in

his club and deriding the work of mis-
sons, has no idea of,” as they endeavour
in most trying circumstances to lead
Christian lives. Cuthbert Ellison.
Eastern Tales.
Tales from Eastern Wonderlands.
Oliver Brown. (Carey Press, Is.)
In this book Mr. Oliver Brown has re-
told a number of old legends, chiefly from
Indian sources, for boys and girls. In
ancient times it was by means of stories,
by parable and fable, that Eastern thinkers
sought to convey their lessons on life and
love, on duty and justice. On these
themes the stories here given teach truths
that are always and everywhere needed,
by young and old alike. Children will
enjoy the tales, and the author’s style is
admirably suited for reading aloud. The
delightfully reproduced drawings of
Ernest Prater add their own charm to this
excellent little book.
Cuthbert Ellison.
Stories of Jesus.
When Jesus was a carpenter.
Muriel Clark. (Carey Press, 2s. 6d.)
A favourite hymn with boys and girls
is “Tell me the stories of Jesus.” This
desire for stories about Jesus is admirably
met in “When Jesus was a Carpenter.”
Here is an imaginative story of the
Saviour when He lived a young carpenter
in Nazareth. It tells of Jesus and His
child friends and others. The doings of
the family of a certain farmer are nar-
rated, and we see how Jesus was able to
teach and help in various perplexities and
troubles. Just so He might have lived
among His neighbours in the far-off
Nazareth days. Each chapter is intro-
duced with a text, in the words of Jesus,
of which the chapter is an illustration. It
is an interesting method, and effective in
impressing upon the memory both the
words and their meaning. This is a book
for the young disciple, who will learn
much from Rachel and Esther and Mark,
the young friends of the Carpenter. But
would a child in conversation with the
Carpenter refer to His mother by her
name, as Rachel does in the first chapter?
The Carey Press understands the appeal
of pictures. Here is a coloured frontis-
piece (repeated upon the cover), and four
other illustrations.
Cuthbert Ellison.
The Sign at the White Man’s Gate.
Eustace Carrington. (Carey Press,
Is. )
This book is the result of a camp at
Thorpe Bay. Some fifty boys were there,
and four stories were told them—by dif-
ferent friends. The first gives the title.
The others are : “The Pathfinder goes
home,” “At the court of King Mtesa,”
“Stolen by the Arabs.” An interesting
feature is “ After the story ” in each case.
Then the happy reader will discover what
the M.F.A. is, and he will find out more
than that. A truly boy’s book, and which
we should like girls to read also.
J. E. S.
Peter, Bingo, and those others.
Edward Seaman. (Carey Press, 8d.)
These are stories told by a Bishop. We
have “ How the Bishop came to Peter and
Bingo : How he told a story : How Peter
went to the Bishop : How he told another
story : and How the Bishop answered a
question.” So Peter and Bingo learn a
great lesson. “ God always does, sooner
or later, pay back all we have given Him
—and more : often beyond all measure.
For God is love, and love delights in
giving.” J. E. S.
“From Savagery to Christ”* is the
striking title of a new book by Harold
Rycroft. It tells a wonderful story of re-
demption, that cannot fail to strengthen
faith, both in missionary work and the
power of the Gospel.
Sir Robert Baden-Powell and the Rev.
John A. Hutton, D.D., each contribute a
foreword to a choice little biography of
Arthur G. Hopkins, M.C., missionary,
scout-master, airman, and pastor, just
published by the Epworth Press, under
the title of “Mr. Valiant.”J
Suitable addresses to boys and girls
are always in demand. The importance
of the young life of the nation is recog-
nised on every hand. The Rev. J. B.
Brooks in his series of talks entitled “Just
Fancy ”* places at the disposal of the
reader much valuable material out of
which excellent addresses may be pre-
pared. The subjects cover a wide range
so that there is abundant choice. (Pub-
lished by the Epworth Press.)
* This will be reviewed next month.—Ed.
I The son of the late Rev. S. W. Hopkins.


Mrs. J, B. BROOKS, B.Litt.

“ Memories of Mendiland.”
From the Secretary.
SOMEHOW or other, there are
always pleasant events arising in
the W.M.A. world. Surprises are
planned for missionaries, treats arranged
for Council meetings, gifts involving
much thought and self-denial are poured
into its coffers, but this New Year has
seen a quite unique offering. Rev. W.
Vivian, at one time superintendent of o-ur
West African Mission, has dedicated his
book “Memories of Mendiland” to the
“Officers and Members of the
Women’s Missionary Auxiliary, to
express the Author’s profound grati-
tude for the vision, devotion and
enthusiasm with which they are
zealously promoting the wider in-
terests of the coming Kingdom of the
On behalf of all W.M.A. officers, past
and present, I want to ask Mr. Vivian to
accept our thanks for this tribute of his.
Also on behalf of all our members—I am
so glad he expressly mentions them—I
thank him. It is splendid to have this
W. M. A. work to do : it is splendid to see
it crowned by success, and it is splendid
to know that our work is appreciated by
one standing outside its immediate circle,
and himself a missionary. I have already
thanked Mr. Vivian as a friend—he used
to visit my father’s house in the days
when he was engaged in the Mendi work
—these are the thanks of the Auxiliary
voiced by its Council Secretary.
Others have written of the book itself.
It is worthy to stand beside the classics
of our best missionary literature—no
small praise. Mr. Vivian has done a
great and valuable piece of work for his
Church in setting down and making per-
manent for us the story of this particular
bit of our foreign work. We have all
too few of these records, and life is short
and memories are not too tenacious. We
all lament the illness which has cut Mr.
Vivian off from more active pursuits, but
we thank him and congratulate him on
the gallantry with which he has held ill-
health at bay, and even surmounted it by
doing invaluable service to the cause he
loves, with an eloquent and graphic pen.
We like to remember also that Mrs.
Vivian, (“without whose encouragement
this book could never have been written ”)
was our first Council Secretary, and that
our Constitution owes very much to her
wise, clear judgment and insight.
A. Truscott Wood.
Some School News from China.
IMPROVEMENTS to the school build-
ings at Chu Chia, North China, were
in progress when the frost fell early
in December. Already the heating of the
dormitories has been improved, the
dining'-room turned into three bedrooms,
and the south wall of the Girls’ School
compound removed and rebuilt so1 as to
enlarge the compound considerably. Other
adjustments must await spring weather,
for everything will now be frozen hard
until the middle of March.
Miss Turner writes of her tribe of girls
at Chu Chia :
We feared all the troubles in the sum-
mer would prevent many from returning,
but we only lost one from that cause.
Two removed with their mother to Tient-
sin. One wee dot, really fifteen, but who
looked only ten, was married, and
another had to stay at home to nurse her
sick mother. The vacancies thus formed
are all filled, and we have a very happy
crowd. Sometimes I am afraid they are
too boisterous for safety, with three bands
of robbers prowling around in different
directions, three to five miles away. But
the girls feel quite safe here, and we
know, too, that we are in good keeping.
Many of the fear-stricken folk from the

Women’s Missionary Auxiliary
surrounding' villages have taken refuge
in this one. It is something that all ap-
pear to know, where there is safety. They
attend our services and meetings in good
To-day we have been consulting as to
the parts in a little Christmas pageant—
“When the star shone.” It is really
rather a big undertaking for school girls,
but they want to try, and Mrs. Richards
will help us.
Miss Mabel Fortune, B.A.,of Ningpo,
says :
At present the children are rolling" up
to Sunday School—barefooted little ur-
chins, but bright and out for a good time.
They sing most lustily. It was “ Praise
Him ! ” this afternoon, and each one sang
a different tune. It was deafening : but
all they wanted was to be able to open
their lungs and they did it. It takes some
weeks for them to get anywhere near a
tune. They drink in the Bible story open-
mouthed, and answer surprisingly quickly.
I feel that part of the work is well worth
while. There are the three Sunday
Schools, and I try to go to all in turn.
We have very good and reliable Chinese'
workers. Mrs. Conibear plays for the
Settlement School each week.
The Day School also seems to be a
rather popular institution. Numbers have
jumped up to 89, far too many for our
little building, but we haven’t the heart
to refuse applicants. We have a big
class of little ones, which I hope will form
a nucleus for the new building. The old
place is in bad repair. I had white-
washers and cleaners in September, and
it seems to have objected to its shaking
up, for it is scattering things all round
us—tiles from, the roof and even two win-
dows fell in this week. So there have had
to be more repairs
The Chinese teachers are very active
and loyal, and I go down every afternoon
to teach English and drill and do some
work with the little ones.
Invalids’ League of Love
and Service.
An Invalids’ League of Love and Ser-
vice ! Is that a practical proposition?
A League of Love? Yes, certainly—for
love can operate in any sphere—but an
Chao Tong Girls’ School, Yunnan. 'Chinese photographer.
Miss Lettie Squire and Miss Li Shuang Mei in centre, third row from rear.

In the Moon of the Winds
Invalids' League of Service! Is that
During one of the visits of the late
D. L. Moody to this country he was
greatly impressed by the extraordinary
blessing which attended one of his mis-
sions. He made inquiries as to the cause,
but the replies did not satisfy him that
he had solved the problem. He continued
his quest, and at last found the secret in
the sick-chamber of an invalid. She had
read of the great blessing which had
attended his work in America, and else-
where, and had made it a matter of
earnest prayer that God would bring His
honoured servant to this country and to
the town in which she lived. The prayer
was answered, and a rich harvest was the
result. Surely this was more efficient and
productive service than much of the
breathless activity of some of us stronger
ones !
“ I would not be without that invalid’s
letters for anything,” said a missionary
on furlough during the W.M.A. Council
meetings at Bristol. Other missionaries
have borne testimony to the strength, en-
couragement and comfort received from
the thought that in the homeland some-
one, in the midst of much weakness and
pain, had love strong enough and deep
enough to forget her own suffering in
order that by prayer and sympathy—and
in some cases also by correspondence—
she might bring blessing to them and
their work. What about the reflex action
of this ministry? That is at work, for
the walls of some of these sick-chambers
are expanding, and windows are being
opened to the ends of the earth, and In-
valids—cut off as they are from the
The London Missionary city temple
Demonstration, April 26 London, E.C.1
Afternoon :
Evening :
Chairman—Mr. LAWRENCE CROWTHER, O.B.E., Huddersfield,
Speakers—Rev, MOFFAT OAUTREY, London.
Rev. GEORGE HOOPER. Sunderland.
Rev. T. SUNDERLAND, Secretary.
Chairman—Mr. Alderman JOHN ROTHWELL, J.P., Safford.
Speakers —Rev. WM. ALEX. GRIST, President.
Rev. J. K. ROBSON. M.D., N. China.
Rev. B. J. RATCLIFFE. F.R.G.S.. Kenya Colony.
Rev. C. STEDEFORD, Secretary.
ordinary activities of the Church—are
realizing that they have still a part to
play in the coming of the Kingdom of
God, and this thought is bringing fresh
interest and joy to life. So an Invalids’
League of Love and Service is a practical
proposition, and this League has already
justified its existence in the lives of both
Invalids and Missionaries. '
I shall be glad to receive the names and
addresses of any Invalids who are in-
terested in this work, and would like to
join the League. Edith Allen.
Egremont, Cleveland Road,
In the Moon of the Winds.
"Stormy wind fulfilling His word.”
Psalm 148 : 8.
Winds of the world, in great storms
Where) great trees like dead leaves are
Yet are ye in your Maker’s keeping,
Winds of the world—
The war-winds too, till all flags furled
Before Him be, and all swords
sleeping ;
Till darts of death no more be hurled.
Go tell of sowing and of reaping
In fields long bare, with young dews
Hope comes : the Light comes (end your
Winds !) of the World.*
S. Gertrude Ford.
*“/ am the Light of the World.”—Jesus Christ.
(John ix. 5).


“Toiling up new Calvaries ever with a cross upon the back.”—Lowell.
The Cross and the People.
(1) THE people stood beholding while
The Love of Loves self-sacrificed
Hung; while His last pathetic smile
Lit the sad face of Christ.
The people—craftsmen such as He
Who plied His trade at Nazareth—
The Carpenter of Calvary
Watched, even unto death.
(3) Yet is Love risen indeed ! the seed
Once sown in blood we reap in light;
Harvest of every noble deed
Is sure; Truth’s sure, and Right.
Lost Leaders ! You we sigh for yet,
When hopes you gave begin to bloom
And all the world is in your debt—
Yours, too, the empty tomb.
The gateway of Spring.
(2) All downrthe ages rings a cry
When one would save the many; still
Echoes the shout of “Crucify,”
Above a cross-crowned hill.
When any, yet, stands forth to save,
With tongue of silver, heart of gold,
The world but brings him to his grave :
The people still behold.
April, 1926.
i (4) Martyrs, Peace-makers, Pioneers '
Where you led let us follow; we
Who hear your voices down the years
From each new Calvary.
Co-operant Peace with all your powers
You taught, you wrought, in toil and pain r
We trace your track by Easter flowers.
And know you risen again.
S. Gertrude Ford.
By permission of “The Co-operative News."

Secretary’s Notes.
Is Stephen This question is hopefully
Li still excited by a remarkable
living? report received from Rev.
R. H. Goldsworthy in a
letter to his parents. He states that our
preacher, Rev. John Li, B.A., the brother
of Stephen, was met by a man in Chao-
tong, who declared that he had seen
Stephen in Baboo Land, and had brought
a message from him. The message re-
lated that Stephen was captured by sol-
diers about two days’ journey from Yun-
nanfu, and that he ultimately found him-
self in Baboo Land. Whether he were
sold to the people of that country is not
stated, but it is certain that his move-
ments have been severely restricted other-
wise he would have found some way of
returning to his home. This story fits in
well with the remarkable manner in which
Rev. Stephen Li.
(See p. 108, 1921.)
Stephen Li disappeared. Our readers
may recollect the account of his mys-
terious disappearance given in the June
Echo, 1921. He was journeying from
Yunnanfu to his home in, Chaotong and
suddenly and completely disappeared.
The fullest enquiry could find no trace of
him beyond about two days’ journey from
the city. Brigandage was rife at the time,
and it was surmised that he had been
kidnapped, but as the months passed
without bringing any news of him that
surmise yielded to graver conclusions.
The recent report needs further confirma-
tion before it may be regarded as reliable.
Mr. Goldsworthy bravely volunteered to
accompany John Li if he were prepared to
enter Baboo Land* in search for his
brother, a journey not without risk among
people who forbid strangers to enter their
Retreating The village of Chu Chia,
Soldiers in the chief centre of our
Chu Cilia. mission in the Shantung
province, is usually one
of the quietest and pleasantest villages in
China. It lies off the main line of traffic
and attracts few visitors excepting those
who are drawn to the Mission. At the
close of last year, however, it was the
scene of great commotion and alarm on
account of the invasion of the soldiers
who had been driven back from Tientsin.
At the best of times Chinese soldiers are
most unwelcome visitors, and when dis-
organized and reckless through defeat
they become a horde of armed freebooters
ready to use any violence in support of
their demands.
On Monday, December 28th, Mr.
Richards received a message from the
Mandarin of the Laoling Hsien to say
that retreating soldiers were approach-
ing, but that he could offer no help and
must leave the missionaries to confer with
the village elders as to what should be
done. It was decided that the soldiers
should be met and fed in the hope that
they would pass on quietly. The mission
compound was soon filled with women
and children seeking refuge, and Miss
Turner and Miss Armitt had the respon-
♦ Re this region, see Mr. Goldsworthy's article in
'• Echo.” 1924, pp. 101. 132, 180.

The Secretary’s Notes
sibility of providing for them. All the
afternoon soldiers were passing, and at
night about 300 settled in the village.
The same morning, before the intimation
of the approaching soldiers was received,
Mr. Godfrey had left to visit some of the
churches, consequently Mr. Richards and
Mr. Smith remained in charge of affairs.
They went into the village to pay their
respects to the military officers, and to
express the hope that the soldiers would
receive their requirements and pass on
without disturbance. They managed to
rescue some women who were hiding in
some straw, but in doing so they en-
countered a drunken soldier who lifted his
gun and ordered them out of the village.
The missionaries did not undress that
night, and snatched what sleep they could
between the firing of guns and other
menacing sounds. Concerning the follow-
ing day Mr. Richards writes :
“We were up early, and with great relief
saw the soldiers moving away; but they had
robbed and destroyed the property of the
village people, and one man had been killed.
All the day long the soldiers were passing
through. They kicked and knocked at our
gate; some fired shots at it, and one man
amused himself by firing at the doctor’s
house. Later the gate-man rushed in and
said that the soldiers had broken in the
gate. Mr. Smith and I had to cross the
compound and meet them. They were
pointing with their guns, but retired after a
little conversation. We were cut off from
communication with the hospital all day.
There were many anxious moments when
we took to prayer. We are in His hands.
At night came another company enquiring
for rooms in our compound. We explained
that our rooms were full, but we offered the
chapel and some coal. Finally they managed
to fix up at the inn, but came asking for
flour, which we gave them.”
The Wednesday passed without further
unpleasant incident, and the return of
Mr. Godfrey cheered and strengthened
our little staff. Some soldiers applied for
clothes in exchange for their uniforms in
order that they might desert. They pro-
fessed to be Christians, but as they could
not repeat the Lord’s Prayer their profes-
sion was seriously discounted. In any
case, our missionaries could not assist
_ On Thursday an intelligent officer
visited our compound. He wore a leather
jacket which denoted his title. Mr.
Richards says: “He was civil, but we
were disquieted by the suggestion that he
could not assure us that we would not be
attacked. He said that under ordinary
circumstances we were safe enough, but
these circumstances are not ordinary.
There is no authority strong enough to
control the men, many of whom have only
one idea and that is to make money and
go home. The old year is going out with
clouds. We are praying for safety.”
New Year’s Day was a very anxious
one for our little missionary group in Chu
Chia. They met together and their hearts
were quietened as Mr. Godfrey read
Psalms 121 and 91. The day was full of
problems, and they sent a request to the
Commander to send a reliable man for
an interview. Mr. Richards describes the
interview. “ Leather jacket ” came as we
had expected. We wrent into all the
matters that were troubling us with per-
fect frankness, explaining that we were
not here to interfere in any way with
Chinese political or military affairs, our
business was to preach, teach and heal.
I think our complete frankness, while it
amused him as being so un-Chinese, yet
convinced him that we were really trying
to do what was right. He started the
interview with his revolver on the table,
later he put it into his belt, and later still
into his case ; after which he showed us
where he carried his money. We learned
that the officers were divided in their
counsels. Some were for attacking us,
but we heard that this man dissuaded
them from that course.”
Subsequent days passed without serious
alarm, but the unsettlement continued.
Brigands followed in the track of the
soldiers and inflicted losses and suffering
on the people. Mr. Richards closes with
these words : “And now we are not at
peace. I fear we shall not be for many
months. The armies are fighting within
forty miles. The Kuominchun (People’s
Army) is to occupy Ning Ching, 15 miles
away. Everything is disturbed and our
earnest prayers go up to God that He will
keep us safe, with a little added selfish
prayer that our children may suffer no
shock to their little minds.” To these
prayers many of our readers will desire to
unite their own.*
* Mr. Godfrey has sent us a racy story of this incident,
and it will appear next month. See also p. 65.—Ed.9

The Secretary’s Notes
Industrial Mr. Harry Clay has been
Instructor appointed as Instructor to
Appointed take charge of our Indus-
to Meru. trial School at Meru. We
have sought earnestly for
the right man to fill this important posi-
tion, and we believe he has been found.
Mr. Clay possesses excellent technical
qualifications, and a desire for missionary
service has impelled him to offer for this
work. Though now attached to a Wes-
leyan Church, Mr. Clay was reared as a
United Methodist in connection with our
Silverdale Church, in the Newcastle-
under-Lyme Circuit. He filled various
offices there in the church and Sunday
School, and is now a worker in the Wes-
leyan Church, in the village of Finedon,
Northamptonshire. Mrs. Clay fully shares
in her husband’s spirit and service. She
could hardly have a better introduction
than to say that she is a sister of Mrs.
O. P. Rounsefell, the Ex-President of our
Women’s Missionary Auxiliary. Mr. and
Mrs. Clay will sail on June 11th by the
s.s. “Mantola,” and they will arrive in
East Africa soon after the close of the
rainy season, when the conditions will be
suitable for the journey inland.
Mr. and Mrs. Clay will be accompanied
by Miss Gwen Conibear, the fiancde of
Rev. A. G. V. Cozens, whose marriage
will follow soon after her arrival. Miss
Conibear is the daughter of Rev. A. J.
Conibear and, inheriting her father’s dis-
position, she is not likely to see work
needing to be done without attempting to
do it. For many months our staff in
Meru has reached the irreducible minimum
of one, and the addition of three earnest
spirits will mark the beginning of a new
chapter in the history of the Mission.
The Death of A cable has brought the
Miss Gwenneth sad news that the eldest
M. Redfern. daughter of Mr. and Mrs.
H. S. Redfern passed into
the life immortal on Friday, February
26th. Gwenneth was seventeen years of
age. She was a bright and vivacious girl.
In recent years her state of health has
been a constant anxiety to her parents.
She suffered from some malady which
intermittently manifested itself in various
symptoms and often baffled the doctors.
Since her arrival in China she received
treatment in the hospital at Peking ;
though she recovered to some extent, the
improvement must have been more ap-
parent than real. Our readers will deeply
sympathise with Mr. and Mrs. Redfern in
the severe trial through which they have
passed, and pray that Divine grace and
strength may sustain them.
The Arrival Mr. Hopkins reports his
of Mr. and safe arrival at Mombasa
Mrs. Hopkins, in the evening of February
4th, after a very pleasant
voyage. They could not disembark until
the following morning. They were then
welcomed by Mr. Griffiths and Mr. Jack-
son. Mr. Griffiths had a cold which im-
mediately developed into bronchitis and
kept him in bed. Fortunately, Mr. and
Mrs. Hopkins arrived just in time to tend
the patient. Mr. Hopkins says : “ He has
great powers of recovery, and will prob-
ably be quite himself again in a few days. ”
A New Book about New Guinea.
“ Papua for Christ.”
By John Wear Burton, M.A. (The
Epworth Press ; 3s.)
“Papua for Christ” is a fascinating,
full, and even exhaustive account of South
Australian missionary life and work
under virgin and savage conditions. Amid
stark and precipitous mountains, amid
swamp and jungle, and among crude
tribes with cannibal proclivities the work
of reclamation of men and women and of
the land itself has been, and is being,
carried through in an almost miraculous
The work among women and girls, con-
sidering the obvious difficulties, has
proved particularly encouraging and
Messrs. Gilmour and Bromilow have
served heroically, and recent reports give
over 30,000 worshippers and 6,000 day
and Sabbath School scholars.
The manners and customs of the island
of New Guinea of which Papua (Woolly-
headed) forms the S.E. part, are described
in this book in most interesting detail.
No one interested in missionary work,
could fail to be fascinated with “Papua
for Christ.”
J. B. Brooks.

A Missionary Diary : turner, o ec.
North China, Winter, 1925-6. momentous and educative.—Ed.)
Dec. 5. After six weeks’ absence for
Theological lectures in Peking, got back
to Tongshan. To return to Tientsin
shortly for mission audit and wife. Line
badly congested. Tientsin held by Li
Ching Lin. Tongshan by his chief, Chang
Tso Lin. Whole route menaced on flank
by Feng Yu Hsiang.
Dec. 7. Train service badly dislocated.
Dec. 8. No trains in or out; fighting
both up and down the line.
Dec. 9. Train got through from Tient-
sin with difficulty : to return at 3 p.m.
Boarded it and waited two hours : then
train cancelled ; a bridge blown up.
Chang’s troops evacuated Tongshan : and
Feng’s marched in.
Dec. Iff—12. No trains : post com-
pletely stopped.
Dec. 13. Sunday. International armed
train in from Tientsin.
Dec. 14, 15. Many of preachers and
delegates in for Circuit Quarterly Meet-
ing : these by road : others cannot get
through. Quarterly Meeting preceded
by ordination of Mr. Ma Chin Yi. Other
missionaries of own and M.E. Mission to
have participated : but could not get
through. An impressive service : ordina-
tion charge by Rev. Li An Su.
Dec. 16-18. No trains : no letters in
or out. Train on Saturday to Chin Wang
Tao (Mining Co.’s port). Mining Co.
offer me passage by their ship to Tientsin.
Dec. 19. By slow coal-train to Chin
Wang Tao : right through Kuo Sung
Lin’s lines : rigid and rude inspection at
every station : arrived at port about mid-
night. Word there that Tientsin is
under bombardment. (Seep. 78.)
Dec. 20. Boarded coal steamer and
sailed for Tientsin.
Dec. 21. Evening reached Taku Bar.
No pilot. Trouble at mouth of river.
Dec. 22-25. Miserable waiting outside
bar : no word possible to or from shore.
While waiting, two Japanese destroyers
arrived at bar, and without dropping
anchor were met by pilots and taken in.
Appears to mean something serious.
Dec. 25. Evening. Pilot at last : all
previous ships entering the mouth of river
have been held up there : many fired at
with shot and shell : our long delay a
blessing in disguise. Night landed at
Tongku : got wire through to Tientsin
and had reply. Mind at rest at last.
Tientsin fell yesterday, and Feng’s men
in occupation. Li’s army retreating in
good order down the Pukow line.
Dec. 26. Steamed up river : left bank
occupied by Feng’s army : right bank in
open country ; frequent groups of Li’s
fleeing soldiers. Reached Tientsin early
afternoon. Just one week to cover the
normally three hours’ railway journey.
Find that Shantung missionaries are
quite cut off : latest word from them
nearly three weeks old : they then told of
recent dreadful massacre by bandits at
village close by.
Dec. 31. Still no word from Laoling
Hupeh Rond, Hankow, after the looting of Japanese shops.
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people. Papers report heavy fighting
near them. Concerned for them with no
doctor there.
Jan. 1. Sent special messenger by cir-
cuitous route to the Lading people.
Jan. 4. Train service to Tongshan
partially resumed ; but irregular and un-
certain ; and heavy baggage impossible.
Jan. 9. Completed mission audit.
Jan. 12. We returned to Tongshan.
Feng’s troops still in occupation.
Heavy fighting at Great Wall and this
side of it. Kuo taken and executed.
Feng’s men in retreat in this direction.
Jan. 13-23. Trains occasional and
irregular : all goods traffic ceased : coal
traffic almost impossible. Constant trains
with troops and impedimenta passing
east close to our compound : these to re-
inforce Feng’s army and hold Chang at
Lan Chow big bridge. Feng’s H.Q. seven
miles east of here.
Military high-handedness ruining this
place. Cement works already shut down :
3,000 men thereby idle. Mines said to
have accumulation of a million tons of
coal which cannot be got away, cars
having been appropriated by soldiers, and
locomotives taken, discarded, and left to
freeze up. Mines to shut down soon : that
means 3,000 more men workless. Rail-
way meagre receipts grabbed by local
officers at each station : railway shops
cannot get funds to pay their workmen :
said to be about to shut down : thus
2,000 more men out of work.
Jan. 16. Messenger back from Lao-
ling : word of their week of terror and
peril from fleeing and marauding soldiers.*
Local mandarin says he can do nothing
for their protection. Their experiences a
moving story. Wrote urging to bring
the women and children in to Tientsin.
Jan. 17. Despatched special mes-
senger again to Laoling.
Jan. 24. Word that Chang Tso Lin’s
army is only 40 miles away : also that Li
Ching Lin has re-formed his retreating
army and with large reinforcements is
rapidly moving towards Tientsin to re-
take it.
Jan. 26. Trouble between China and
Russia in Manchuria (Chinese Eastern
Railway) ; Soviets don’t like receiving
from China the high-handed treatment
which they have been encouraging China
to use toward “ imperialistic ” nations.
•s e p. 62 63 and 78.
I would know Christ in the power of
His resurrection and the fellowship of
His sufferings, with my nature trans-
formed to die as He died, to see if I too
can attain the resurrection from the dead.
Phil. 4: 10, 11. (Moffatt.)
Be to mankind the touch of Spring
That Easter shine within each heart;
And in our souls Thy thrushes sing,
And through our minds Thy sunbeams
Come as the true and healing One
That Love be rife and Justice kind;
Beneath the radiance of Thy sun
Give eyesight even to the blind.
Rise as the orb of Christ arose
Out of the dark corrupting tomb :
Be swift to mitigate our woes,
Roll back the stone and pierce this gloom.
Roll night and stone and cloud, away
That Christ indeed be Planet’s King :
Hasten the coming of Thy day!
Steal on us swiftly, with the Spring.
Herbert E. Palmer.
April 4.-—Easter Day. For the descent
of the Holy Spirit upon the waiting
Church in all lands. Acts 2.
April 11.—Chu Chia Tsai and our mis-
sionary comrades there. See pp. 62, 63,
66. Report, 65-67. Matt. 10 : 25-42.
April 18.—In Nosuland. Revs. C. E.
Hicks and R. H. Goldsworthy. Pp. 79-81.
Ecc. 12.
April 25.-—Rev. A. J. Hopkins and his.
new work in Kenya. Read again p. 104,
105. Job 32.
For the primitive peoples of Africa, as they
move into the central action of the world ;
for the Christian converts among them, that
they may find a rich and satisfying social life
to replace their former tribal customs.’’
Prayer : That the Christian Church may
learn how to build within the tribe a society
of the faithful; that the sanctity of home life
may be made real; that allegiance to Christ
may safeguard young men who go to work in
distant areas and young wives left alone at
home; that Christian villagers may be
instructed in husbandry, in mothercraft and
the simple arts of home, so that through
useful interests and occupations life may be
wholesome and pure. I. R. M.

White Race-
ET your minds be tuned-in to catch
the wave-lengths of the distant
places of the earth, and you will
hear new voices—vibrant, clamant, chal-
lenging. They are the voices of young
civilizations, for the first time in their
history, becoming articulate, striving in
halting, half-intelligible terms to interpret
to a vaguely-alarmed world the longings
of the soul of their race. They are the
voices of ancient civilizations waking out
of long sleep, angry that they have slept
too long. All the peoples of the world are
becoming self-conscious ; they are asking
disturbing questions about the white
man’s right to rule the world. The con-
gested nations of the East see vast un-
peopled territories offering room for their
overcrowded populations, but when they
seek to enter they find the way barred by
the White Race. Across the high-roads
to America, Canada, Australia, South
Africa, the sign seems drawn : “No Road
for Coloured People.”
India with petulant persistence de-
mands full self-government and the free-
dom of Africa ; Japan with ringing chal-
lenge demands to know in what she is
inferior to the white race, and why she
is denied the right of entry to the Ameri-
can Pacific seaboard. Out of the confusion
of faction-torn China, the one clear voice
that the world hears is the demand to be
free from foreign domination, the asser-
tion of the right to muddle-through even
to self-destruction rather than to remain
in leading-strings of outside peoples.
Even the Negro, exploited for
so many generations that the
White Race had taken for
granted that the Almighty had
created the Black to be for ever
at the disposal of the White-
even the Negro is finding voice.
For the first time he is coming"
to a sense of his one-ness as a
race. Separated by thousands
of miles, divided into hundreds
of tribes speaking different lan-
guages and dialects, they have
never had a consciousness of a
common racial life until to-day.
But now it is coming. “In the
remote arteries of the Negro
world, through the African and Ameri-
can black’s life, the pulse of race-
consciousness tingles and the demand for
self-determination grows.” For the first
time, an amazed world is startled by the
demand of the black man to be considered
as a free citizen of the world with a des-
tiny of his own.
“ China for the Chinese” ; “A free India
for the Indian Race” ; “Africa for the
Africans”; “The freedom of the world
for all the citizens of the world ” ; these
are the slogans which assail our be-
wildered ears. And this generation has
to make up its mind to one of two courses
—either to oppose this rising tide of
colour, or to co-operate with all races in
an endeavour to create the great society
which shall comprise all nations of the
Let us examine the former alternative.
We are called upon to insist that all that
the great civilisations of the West have
laboured and sacrificed for is imperilled
by the rise of other nations, that no other
race has anything of value to give to the
Great Society, that - the final word in
civilization has been spoken. It is the
domination of the world by the White
The White Man must keep on top at
all costs. He must insist that all other
races are inferior and that their rise to
power is a threat to the world. The call
of this school is to arm for the great
world-conflict that will surely come ; let
all the white peoples lay aside their petty
Rev. A. J. and Mrs. Hopkins. [JUrs. A. J.jCash, Driffield.

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squabbles and prepare themselves to the
last ounce for the inevitable bloody
struggle with the Yellow, Brown and
Black in which the destiny of the world
will be finally decided. To this school, to
show the slightest courtesy or the least
friendliness to a member of another race
is a sign of weakness. You must pile
on the humiliations ; you must make the
coloured peoples feel at every point that
they are “lesser breeds without the law.”
Dr. Aggrey, a native of West Africa,
a prince of high rank in his native state,
a Doctor of Philosophy of one of the
highest universities of the West and a
university lecturer, is compelled to travel
in the Jim-Crow car of the American rail-
ways even though he pay first-class fare.
His crime is that he is black. He is
pushed rudely off a tramcar in a South
African town because he is a “nigger.”
Against the rising tide of colour we
are called to erect barriers in Australia,
South Africa, in Kenya, in America.
Keep them out. The cry is raised that
was heard in a worthier cause from the
valiant defenders of Verdun : “They shall
not pass.” And the cumulative irritation
of this treatment is making the problem
less and less capable of solution, and
hurrying the world to a vast racial con-
flict. For violence of this kind calls to
violence in other peoples. Listen to the
words of Du Bois, speaking after the
Great War. Said this powerful Negro
leader :
“Wild and awful as this shameful war
was, it is nothing to compare with the fight
for freedom which black and brown and
yellow men must and will make unless op-
pression and humiliation and insult at the
hands of the white world cease. The Black
Race is going to submit to its present treat-
ment just as long as it must, and not one mo-
ment longer.”
Listen to these sentences which Marcus
Garvey, a native of the West Indies,
hurled at an audience of 20,000 black
people : “What is good for the white man
is good for the negro. . . If the
English claim England, the French
France, and the Italians Italy, then the
Negroes claim Africa, and will shed blood
for their claim. The bloodiest of all wars
is yet to come, when Europe will match
its strength against Asia, and that will
be the Negroes’ opportunity to draw the
sword for Africa’s redemption.”
This problem is not to be solved on
lines of racial arrogance but only by sin-
cere thinking. We must remember that
the rise of the white races and their
domination of the world is of recent
growth viewed in the long perspectives of
history. Is there any justification for be-
lieving that white domination of the whole
earth is the last word in history? None
can answer that question. But this at
least is true. The white man will hold
his lead among the races of the world
in the future not because he is white, but
only inasmuch as he exhibits the qualities
of moral leadership in the same degree as
he has hitherto led the world in material
and military victories.
As Mr. J. H. Oldham has pointed out
in his great book :*
“ There is another alternative to Race War
if we but take it in time. It is the recog-
nition that all the peoples of the world have
a common enemy and are called to wage a
war in which they are all allies. . . The
nations and the races of the world—if real
civilization is to triumph—have to lose their
race differences in a real fight. Men’s ene-
mies are the greed that exploits weaker
people; the diseases that threaten ordered
life; the personal sins that poison man’s
soul everywhere.”
The war to which we are called is to
save from exploitation the negro of
Kenya, the child who sweats twelve hours
a day seven days a week in the mills of
Shanghai, and the slave who toils out a
short and painful existence under the lash
of a Portuguese overseer.
A brilliant young doctor a few years
ago left to spend his life at the service of
China. Two years later he died fighting
the plague in Manchuria. That is the
war which is going to prevent race con-
flict, for it is the war to which all the
races are called. When a Pollard or a
Savin or a Lilian Dingle lays down a
life for China they are casualties in a
war against the enemies of the race, and
they die to save a world. To that war
we all are called.
But the world requires something more
than a moral alternative to war. What
we want is a new idea of God. A new
idea? Nay. We need to believe in the
God whom Christ revealed. We have
never yet seen Him as Christ sees Him.
I want the world to believe in a God who
is the Father of all men, Who values each
* “Christianity and the Race-problem.”

White Race-Domination
single man at an infinite worth just be-
cause he is a man, to Whom moral values
are supreme, Who has no favourites, to
Whom black and white, yellow and
brown, have no meaning. I want the
world to believe in a God like that.
That’s why I am a missionary.
But the trouble is that we do not
believe in a God like that ourselves. At
a meeting recently held in London to
consider various problems relating to
Education in Africa, I had the privilege
of meeting Dr. Aggrey. One of his un-
forgettable remarks was this : “ My
friends, the best of you believe that God
is white. ”t But you can persuade all
races to believe in the God and Father of
our Lord Jesus Christ who declared—
come they from China, India, Africa, the
Islands of the Sea or from Germany—
“Whosoever shall do the will of My
Father in heaven, the same is my brother
and sister and mother.” That laid the
foundations of the Kingdom which passes
all barriers and breaks down the partition
walls erected by human arrogance.
The supreme need of the world is a
vision of God as the Universal Father
and of Jesus as the Universal Brother,
and the vision must be presented to each
people through the medium of its own
thoug'ht-forms. The idea of saving a
world by introducing all peoples to a
European God through a European Christ
is the most despairing project ever con-
ceived, and He must not be presented to
any people as a foreign product. Think
of what is happening in China to-day.
China is demanding that everything from
the West should be swept out, and in
this sudden wave of race-consciousness
and acute nationalism the demand is made
that Christianity should be swept away
because it is a Western religion.
Brethren, it is possible so to present
Christ to China that every Chinaman shall
see in Jesus the finest Chinaman-he can
ever conceive. It ought to be possible
so to present Jesus to Africa that every
Negro looking upon your presentation
should recognize in Jesus all that is lofti-
est in the Negro heart and mind. The
missionary to Africa cannot persuade
himself that he has even begun to do his
work until he knows the African so inti-
mately that he can present to him a
! Pardonable as rhetoric perhaps, but laying himself open
to an obvious retort.—En.
vision of Jesus so true to the African’s
own thought-forms that his heart goes
out to that Vision, and he falls on his
knees and cries, “My Lord and My God.”
P.S.—At the very time Mr. Hopkins was
writing this article, while going out on the
s.s. “Adolph Woermann,” the Colour Bar
Bill which General Smuts described as
“a firebrand flung into a haystack”
was forced through the South African
Lower House.
Later we are glad to hear from the
“ Times ” correspondent that on March 17th
the Senate rejected the Bill by 22 to 12.
Just Fancy: Talks to Boys and
By Rev. J. B. Brooks. (The Ep-
worth Press ; 2s.)
We cannot fail to find interest in this
book, for it is by one of our ministers.
Yet that wrould not call for notice, seeing
it is not a purely missionary book : but
we have as comrade in missionary work
the lady who cares for Mr. Brooks, and
we value her work so highly that it is a
pleasure to call attention to the book with
the happily-conceived title.
They are excellent talks, and must have
been enjoyed immensely by those who
heard them : and they will be refreshing
to those who are not girls and boys. We
have read every one, and would specially
commend 5, 13 and 27—the first because
it is a missionary chat. We congratulate
Mr. Brooks, not for something out of
nothing, but for getting much out of
little. ' J. E. S.
“The Quest.”
A magazine for young people. Quar-
terly, 3d.
The first issue of a magazine with this
title is from the Baptist Mission House.
An excellent first number, full of the
“Quest” idea. There is a statement
about several of the Baptist Missionary
officials, but one name is omitted, so we
think we have found that of the editor.
There are many captivating items, one
specially noticeable being a series of com-
petitions which will elicit the best from
its readers. One is for the best short
story on the frontispiece drawing : it is
very charming, and has the title at foot
“Needing no words.” Quite true.
May the new venture have a deserved
success. J. E. S.

A Pilgrimage to the
Holy Land of China.
O Westerner should leave the city
of T’ai An without taking a trip
to C’hu Fu, which is two hours
south by train. The C’hu Fu Station
Hotel is as modern as any in London,
and makes an otherwise difficult task very
easy. The only drawback is, that the
fast trains arrive in the night. To be
economical I went by the third-class day
train, and although I had to sit tight
packed, and was the only foreigner on
the train, even in these disturbing times
my fellow-passengers were friendly. As
the result of the usual volley of ques-
tions, I was able to impart some aspects
of the Truth ; most of those near me were
unlettered men, but they asked some in-
teresting questions, such as: “What
kingdom is Jerusalem the capital of? ”
“Are the Jews scattered all over the
world? ” “Did not Jesus talk to a woman
at a well about living water? ” When I
left the train one man carried my parcel,
while another, evidently a Christian,
said, “The Lord be with you.”
After lunch at the hotel I was ready for
the two hours’ ride in a Peking-cart to
C’hu Fu ; a letter of introduction to
V-----------' 'â– 
The Temple of Confucius. [Photo : Miss Armitt.
The Temple of Confucius.
Pastor Wang, of the American Methodist
Mission in that city, furnished me with
a splendid guide to the Temple of Con-
fucius. Mr. Wang is a graduate of the
Peking University and speaks English
The Temple of Confucius is kept in
splendid condition, a contrast to the
temples on T’ai Shan mountain. Ancient
cypress trees, some too old for foliage,
were everywhere. The Temple of In-
cense is the first hall we pass through ;
here, on the first and fifteenth of each
month, one of the direct descendants of
Confucius (still in the neighbourhood) is
appointed to offer the fragrant odours.
In the chief temple there is a huge statue
of the sage in full dress, seated on a
raised centre, with beautifully em-
broidered curtains in front; these were
the gift of the late Ch’ing dynasty. Sus-
pended from ceiling and pillars were in-
scriptions of praise, all presented by past
emperors. An incense urn, two candle-
stands, and a pair of cloisonne vases
decorate the altar,, while immediately be-
hind are three large box-like tables to
receive the offerings of sheep or other
live-stock, which are presented on special
occasions. At the rear of this temple is
one in memory of his father, who lived
for nearly a century. His patriarchal
figure sits in state in the centre. I was
disappointed to find in the temple devoted
to his mother only a tablet inscribed. At
the north end of these individual temples
was one of great length devoted to the
chief disciples of Confucius. A name-
tablet being placed above each altar and
an incense urn below.
Our guide was most interested in his
work, no doubt owing to the fact that he
was of the Kung family ; but because his
branch of the family were poor, and his
position that of a servant, he dare not
use the surname of his illustrious an-
cestor. When he showed us the old
genealogy tablet of seventy-seven genera-
tions, and told us of the four direct
descendants who had many hundred acres
of land, one wished he could have had
a share.
We visited the Hall of Poetry and
Law, where Confucius taught his dis-
ciples ; the ancient site of the old home
kitchen ; the store-house of treasure ves-

A Pilgrimage to the Holy Land of China
sels; the old well with its stone parapet,
on the top of which were globular-shaped
stones brought from Shansi : these when
knocked gave forth a musical sound.
The night was spent with Pastor
Wang’s family ; Mrs. Wang had been
well educated, and they had four happy
children. Before breakfast the next
morning we all had a good sing round
the church organ.
Afterwards' Mr. Wang accompanied
me to the Tomb of Confucius, which is
situated some distance from the city, en-
closed in wooded grounds, four miles
long by two and a half broad. Avenues
of cypress trees guard the entrance to
the various gates, the latter having been
newly painted in red and gold, presented
a gay appearance. The tomb-stone of
the Sage, carved in large gilt letters,
stands at the side of a big mound of
earth, with an incense altar in front. On
the west side is a temple devoted to his
faithful disciple, Tzu Kung, who after
the funeral of his beloved Master, would
not leave the grave but continued there
weeping; the staff he carried on that
occasion, and which he afterwards
planted, grew into a noble tree, the stump
of which is reverently preserved and pro-
tected. Tzu Lung once said of Con-
fucius, “From the birth of mankind until
now, there has never been another like
our Master,” while another disciple ex-
claimed," From the birth of mankind until
now there has never been one so complete
as, our Master.” Speaking thus before
Christ came he was justified, but how
much more can we now say of Him,
“Never man spake like this man,” “This
is indeed the Christ the Saviour of the
Confucius lived from 551-479 b.c., and
spent his life trying to influence rulers
to adopt his teachings, and thus bring
about an ideal state of society. He died
in his seventy-third year, expressing re-
gret that no ruler existed with sufficient
sagacity to appreciate his teachings
properly. As an author he is famous for
four books known as the “Classics,” and
still read in Chinese schools to-day. Con-
fucius earned his name of “Master ” by
years of study of the classic “Ching.”
At 70 he said, “If some years were added
to my life, I would give 50 to the study of
the Ye Ching, and then' I might come to
be without faults.”
Confucius was not officially honoured
at his death. It was not till the feudal
empire had been destroyed, that in 195
b.c. the founder of the Chinese political
system paid a visit to the philosopher’s
tomb. Since then dynasty after dynasty
strove to heap honours, titles and privi-
leges upon the family, and upon the dis-
trict, to do justice to Confucius’ great
In 1906, by an act of the Empress,
Confucius reached the acme of his reli-
gious fortunes by becoming one of the
deities of the first rank in the Manchu
official worship. He was held to be
equal with Heaven, Earth, the ancestral
gods of the Ch’ing family. It was at
this time that the Empress called Duke
Kung, descendant of Confucius in the
seventy-sixth generation, for an audience
in Peking. The Republican authorities
believe in freedom of religions, rather
than state religion, so the honours to
Confucius at his spring and autumn festi-
vals have become more or less voluntary.
Just lately the following notice ap-
peared in the “ Peking Times ” :
“ Sacrifice to Confucius will be
offered by Government officials at
In the Temple grounds. [Miss Armitt.

Laoling Fair
five o’clock on Sunday morning, and
all participating dignitaries are in-
structed to be at the Confucian
Temple before three in the morning.”
Before the present Confucian temple on
T’ai Shan was built, a previous pavilion
was raised in the 15th century called “The
Pavilion of Him who Passed By and

Laoling Fair.
E had just finished tea and were
waiting for the boy- to clear the
table before beginning our little
service. For it was Sunday, and each
Sunday we all have tea together, and after
tea hold a service in English. The men
take it in turn to preach.
Suddenly a knock came to the door and
Pastor Li was shown in. He is the
minister of the circuit and lives here in
Chu Chia Tsai. Pastor Li told us that it
was Laoling fair, and a very big one too,
as Laoling is the most important city in
the district. Someone ought to go, we
said, and the question was, Who ?
Could Pastor Li go? Yes. That was
good. And Mr. Chung could go too.
He is a young preacher, not long out of
college and full of enthusiasm. His
preaching is always effective, and it is a
delight to hear him as he gradually draws
a crowd round him bv his fine stories and
A gateway in North China.
Transformed,” implying that wherever the
Master walked he renewed life. Surely
there never was a time more suitable than
the present when our Lord and Master
needed to “be lifted up ” before this great
and chosen people of the Flowery Land.
(To le concluded.)
simple Gospel message. Chung and Li
both could go. Was there anyone else?
One of the hospital preachers could spare
a couple of days for such a work. They
only heeded a foreign minister now to fill
the cart. Mr. Godfrey was away on
business. Mr. Richards was superin-
tending the building of the new part to
Miss Turner’s girls’ school, and had
heaps of other things to do. There was
only myself left, and I felt a great glad-
ness that I could go out even for two days
on the road, without any foreigner with
me. It would be a real experience of the
work, and I should hear nothing but
Chinese from the time I set out to the
time I returned. There is no better
method of learning the rhythm of the
language and its peculiar idiom.
As soon as service was over I began
to pack. It was chiefly a matter of
food, for our missionaries have found by
experience that it is
best to take food
rather than buy it
away from home. I
must get everything
ready so as to start
by the first glimpse
of light.
Monday morning I
was up by five
o’clock, and was
SO'on devouring a
good breakfast. It
w o u 1 d be almost
twelve before I could
have another meal.
Breakfast over, Mr.
Richards and I went
out to oil the buggy
wheels, just as the
sun began to peep
over the horizon.
Then off I went, to

Laoling Fair
pick up the others as we drove through
the village. We had a short wait at the
village-gate while the gateman was being
roused, and then we passed through the
wall and away out into the country.
Laoling is about fifty li from Chu Chia
Tsai, and the cart takes about five hours
to make the journey. The journey is
through a rich agricultural country, at
this time of the year mainly under the
plough. The horizon is bounded by
trees, and they seem to form a complete
circle round one, a circle which is never
broken, because as the cart draws near to
some of the trees, others take their place
on the horizon.
We passed through several villages on
the way. Each one has its wall and its
shrine, both usually crumbling to pieces
through neglect. It is a sad sign when
the people are even too apathetic to mend
their tumble-down shrines, and I often
wonder which is hardest, to preach the
Gospel to religious devotees of another
faith, or to preach to those who seem to
have no religion at all. Walls are the
symbol of brigandage and war. When
they fall into neglect it is usually for one
of two reasons. Either they are no longer
needed because the countryside is at
peace, or else the people have not public
spirit enough to look after the communal
interest. A Chinese is often amazed when
you tell him of libraries, halls, baths,
tramways, waterworks, roads, and a hun-
dred other things provided out of public
money. He cannot understand how it is
The journey passed very pleasantly, in
spite of the bumpy roads over which we
had to travel. About eleven o’clock we
caught sight of the walls of Laoling and
were soon passing under the great gate-
way arch. The people stared as we
passed down the narrow streets. A four-
wheeled cart is indeed a wonder, and a
foreigner will always draw a crowd in
the country.
The chapel has an excellent site, on the
East street. It is fronted by two shops
which pay rent to the chapel, and inci-
dentally keep the chapel free from the
noise of the street. We were soon eating
dinner, and then we all went out to the
fair, to take up our stand in some con-
venient place and preach the Gospel. For
about four hours, first one and then
another kept the crowd attentive, and
what a crowd it was ! Oh, how I longed
to get up and tell them why I was there,
and for whose sake I had come. But my
task was to sit quiet and listen to those
who could preach far better than I. Suffi-
cient that my presence helped them to
throw all their soul into the work.
When the preaching was finished we
distributed a great number of tracts which
I had taken, and then went back to rest.
Before retiring that evening, I asked the
others if they would like to have a little
prayer meeting together. They readily
agreed and I conducted it. Here was a
little I could do. My blunders would be
overlooked, my meaning grasped in spite
of the halting words. What a blessed
time it was as we prayed for the old
Church in England, for the great Church
universal, and for our own work there in
Laoling. I always try to link on the local
work to the great universal work, and
try to show that Jesus is the Saviour of
the world and the Prince of this world’s
The work was continued on Tuesday
until it was time to return to Chu Chia
Tsai. When we tumbled into the cart to
start off back again it was with the feel-
ing that a little had been done to extend
the Kingdom in a very difficult place. For
the cities are more difficult than the vil-
lages. The people are constantly on the
move. They come in for business, make
a little money and then off to some new
place. And so many of them become
choked by the cares and riches of this
world and have no time for weightier
As I write the war-clouds once more
hang heavy over this unhappy land. By
the time this reaches you the country
may be red with strife. Nothing can save
China but Christ. As we think of the
need our hearts cry out again and again,
“Lord what can we do ! ” We seem so
impotent and our work is like gathering
up precious grains of gold dust,' one at
a time. If our vision was bounded by
what we can achieve we should all come
back to England on the next boat; but
we know that there is One who does not
fail, and we are on His side. In Him is
the victory, and to Him therefore we will
pray, both you and us, that he will make
this land into a Kingdom of Righteous-

A Visit
to Ningpo.
(See pp. 48, 49.)
Mr. Alderman
eN October 12th we set sail from
Shanghai for Ningpo, arriving-
there at 7 the following morning.
It was a lovely sail—especially through a
group of islands at the mouth of the river
and past some old Chinese forts, then the
river itself with villages stretched along
its banks, also pyramid-shaped houses of
straw. These we learned were ice-houses
—in the winter they flood the rice fields
and as it freezes they collect the ice and
store it for summer use and for the fishing
boats. By the way, they say that Ningpo
is the second largest fishing port in the
world ; anyhow, there were many fishing
boats to be seen both in the river and
upon the sea.
Mr. Tremberth, Mr. and Mrs. Conibear
and Miss Fortune were awaiting us on the
It was a sight as we approached
to see thousands of coolies waiting
for the boat. They were as thick as flies,
and we had great difficulty to get off the
boat. However, we managed it, and the
welcome greetings were both warm and
sincere, and we fought o.ur way through
the crowd to get rickshaws to Mr. Trem-
berth’s house, where a good breakfast
awaited us, to which we did full justice.
Mrs. Rothwell and I stayed at Mr.
Tremberth’s, and the girls went with Mr.
and Mrs. Conibear and Miss Fortune to
their house in the College grounds.
Then we visited the Girls’ School, and
went (with Miss Mabel Fortune) into the
class-rooms and heard them sing. The
teachers are Chinese girls, and very nice
and trim they looked. Florence (herself
an English teacher) spoke a few words to
the girls, and they were very pleased.
Then we had a rickshaw run through the
principal streets of the city, and our string
of rickshaws caused quite a commotion.
The streets are narrow, and no other
kind of wheeled vehicle did we see at all.
Mr. Tremberth’s house is on the
“Bund,” that is, the river front, and is a
very pleasant home. It adjoins the Hos-
pital, which is rather small, and is run
by a Chinese doctor and his wife, son and
daughter. They are Christians, and the
hospital wards are very neat; and all is
very efficiently managed.
We also visited the college, and I
spoke a few words to the boys. The
classes are very thin owing to the stu-
dents’ agitations ; those whom we saw
are the loyal supporters of the school.*
We visited the chapel, which has been
rebuilt, and very nice it is too, and there
is a good congregation of young people
attending. This mission is very short-
staffed indeed, for these four people (now
only three) have to minister to a circuit
about 80 miles by 70, containing probably
80 to 100 churches, and the men are
away sometimes three weeks on a journey.
It requires at least four more missionaries.
On the second day they engaged a
dhow, and the eight of us went up the
canal for about ten miles to the lakes,
having tiffin and tea in the boat; a very
jolly picnic. Altogether a very pleasant
Our last day at Ningpo was
made memorable by our being
invited along with our mission-
aries to have tiffin with the
British Consul and his wife.
Their gracious hospitality was
much appreciated, especially
when we heard that the British
Admiral and Prince George
were to be entertained the fol-
lowing day by our charming
host and hostess.
We may well follow this by
an extract from Mr. Tremberth,
written in December.
We four in Sedan chairs.
[Af^ss Rothwell.
* See next page.

Our Students
in N^itlg'pO. Rev. W. TREMBERTH.
The students held a demonstration on
the Bund. The old slogans were held
forth,“Down with Imperialism and Tariff
autonomy,” “Abolish unequal treaties,
“ Fall into line, Citizens, with the methods
of the Canton Government.” But no
enthusiasm was generated. The fact
is, Ningpo has too many hard-headed,
hard-working merchants to favour this
periodical interference with trade ;
they prefer the more profitable and
all-round-beneficial motto “ Peace and
Plenty.” We are told that something
anti-Christian is to be staged at Christ-
mas, and will be all the Pro-
vinces. I have heard no particulars.
They have sized up the Faith nicely,
there is no doubt. It is the Incarnation
that they have to fight ; but a birth, when
once it happens, can’t be undone : it is an
eternal thing. The anti-Christian move-
ment in China is up against something
big : this its opponents have felt now for
two thousand years, and they have made
no headway. It would save a lot of
The Bund, Ningpo. [MisslRotliwell.
unnecessary beating of the air if men
would settle it in their minds once for
all that we can do nothing against the
truth but for the truth. The thing to
remember just now and to be grateful for
is the fact that the Church is undergoing
her test with great patience and uncon-
querable hope. I believe that a new
understanding is being created these
days, and the old wounds will heal up,
and the scars in time disappear. If we
could only see it, England and China
have very much jn common. And I do
not think China has a better or more
loyal friend in the Orient than Great
Britain. Some of the Chinese believe
this most firmly.
A New Name.
“ I do not know that there was any
definite day in which Bula gave his heart
to God, but he early entered into the con-
sciousness of a new life, and manifested
this by a beautiful trust in Jesus as his
Saviour. When the time came for his
baptism, I asked him if he would like to
choose his own Christian name. “Yes,”
he said, “ I want to be called Daniel.” He
explained that when his people had been
against him and he had felt lonely and
afraid, he had always remembered the
story of Daniel who “dared to stand
alone,” and he had tried to be like him.
Of all the characters in the Bible the
prophet Daniel had made the strongest
appeal to him. And so Bula was baptized
Daniel. I found it difficult, however, to
cal! him by his new name. I had learnt
to love him as Bula, and this was the
name that always came readily to my lips.
One evening he came to me greatly
troubled. He said, ‘ Whv do you still call
me Bula ? God has given me a new heart.
I know this. Why, then, do you not call
me by my new name? I want to be called
Daniel. That is my Christ-name. You
tell me that when Saul of Tarsus became
a Christian his name was changed to
Paul. So now that I am a Christian let
my name be Daniel.’ From that, day
Bula became Daniel.”—R. C. Nicholson,
in “The Son of a Savage.”

“ The Life of William Carey.”
F. Deaville Walker. (Student Chris-
tian Movement; 5s.)
TO write a good book you need a
good subject, and, to say the
least possible, William Carey was
a good subject; in every way he was a
remarkable man. The story of his life
from first to last is thrilling with interest,
a great life lived by a great man in a
great way. Taking his life as a whole,
he was the greatest and most versatile
missionary of the last century. In read-
ing this excellent biography, written by
F. Deaville Walker, I gladly confess it
has strangely moved me. Before pass-
ing on, let me say that the book was on
my table when a friend staying with us
casually picked it up, and though having
no great interest in missions, he was so
captivated by this story that he read it
from beginning to end and was enthu-
siastic in its praise. Starting out on a
missionary round, I took the book with
me, and if my congregations were in any
way helped by my advocacy, not a little
of it was due to the inspiration I received
from Carey’s life. Need I say more?
The author modestly calls the book a
pen-portrait of Carey, but it is much more
than that. It opens up in a brilliant way
not only the life of the man but the work
he inaugurated, and which still goes on,
ever widening and growing. On almost
every page you see the guiding hand of
God, and you rise from your study feel-
ing that if ever a man was raised up by
God, prepared by God and led by God,
that man was William Carey, whose
watchword, expressed and lived, has
come’ down to us in his own immortal
“Attempt great things for God,
Expect great things from God.”
Carey’s life falls naturally into two dis-
tinct parts : England : India : or, we
might well call them “ Preparation and
Service.” The early years were a definite,
conscious and unconscious preparation
for India. All men who have done any
notable work in the world have felt the
consciousness of its importance, as a fire
in the bones. They could not languidly
dream of it, nor contemplate it from a
hazy and mellowing distance. They have
hasted unto the battle. Such was Carey.
Born in the quiet, obscure village of
Paulerspury, the son of poor weavers, he
early learned the discipline of industry
and thrift. The home was one of simple
piety where church-going was religiously
practised and daily Bible-reading ob-
served. A fine beginning for India’s
future missionary. As a boy he had a
great love for outdoor life and we see
him collecting all kinds of insects, plants,
birds’ eggs and nests and engaging in
the fun and pranks so dear to the hearts
of boys. Then came his apprenticeship
to a shoemaker and later, setting up
business for himself with the imposing
notice painted by his own hand, “ Second-
hand shoes bought and sold.”
During his apprenticeship he experi-
enced a spiritual change both deep and
profound, which called into activity his
natural powers and he joined in fellow-
ship with the Baptists. By them he was
called to preach, and we get a picture of
a young man of twenty-one mending
shoes, preaching nearly every Sunday and
studying Hebrew, Latin, Greek, Italian,
Dutch and French. Marvellous ! It is
no wonder he said in his old age that “if
anyone should think it worth while to
write my life, he will give me credit for
being a plodder he will describe me
justly. I can plod.” And plod he did.
His missionary call is linked to his
reading of Cook’s famous Journal—a re-
cord of voyages, of new islands, of
strange peoples, a narrative of dusky
savages, tattooed natives and cannibal
feasts. While to many this was merely
a story of thrilling adventure, to William
Carey it was a revelation of human need.
To him these savages were God’s crea-
tures needing to know about God’s love.
This took possession of his whole being,
and from now onwards the great soul was
in travail. The path to India was not
easy. Opposition, difficulties, apathy
had to be met and overcome. At last
they were, and the Baptist Missionary
Society was launched with a promised
annual income of T13 2s. 6d. Carey was
on his way to India. What romance !
What faith ! What heroism 1 Few
things in the history of the modern
church are more apostolic.
This is not the time to tell of the work
in India. One must read the book to see
the fertility of his mind, the amazing

The Angel in the Man
ideas, the grit and passion displayed.
Here we see a man developing every form
of missionary agency, translating and
printing the Scriptures, founding a Chris-
tian college and winning the confidence
of Govemors-General. From being a
shoemaker, this man became a linguist
so skilled that at the age of forty he was
appointed a Professor of Bengali, San-
skrit and Marathi in the college at Cal-
cutta, a post he filled with distinction for
thirty years. The more we study the
man and his work the greater he is seen
to be. His public life was full of labours
«$=• -j-
The Angel in For Young
the Man. !Foiks.
HERE once lived in North America a
Red Indian who, just a short time
after he had become a Christian,
awoke one morning from a pleasant dream,
in which he had seen an angel dropping a
gold piece into his hand, in the name of
God. He was a very poor man. His wife
lay in bed sick. He had nothing in the
house for her and his little girl to eat, and
oh, how he wished that his dream had been
true. The Indian made his living by
trapping beasts and birds and selling them,
and this morning he went out to search
his traps, but there was not a beast or
bird in any of them ; so he turned his face
homeward, very sad, praying as he went :
“ Even now, 0 Lord, send me the angel of
my dream, for my wife is sick and my little
girl is hungry and I cannot wait.” As he
walked along he heard at his feet a metallic
chink, and, looking down, he saw a purse
lying, and opening it, he found it full of
gold. Then a voice seemed to whisper to
him, “ Keep it. Who will be the wiser ?
He who lost it must be well off and you are
hard up.” He looked around. There was
a black snake lying coiled in the hot sand,
and there, on the branch of a dead tree, a
crow was watching him with a sidelong
glance. All his early teaching about the
crow and the snake being things of evil
omen, blending with what he had read in
the Bible, made him feel he was being
tempted of the Devil, and, bracing himself
up, he said, “ No, I may starve, but I will
die an honest'man.”
He walked back to the fishing village by
the seashore, where his home was, and
more abundant and in sorrows oft. His
family life was not without its shadows
and pain, but amid it all he kept his eyes
towards the light, and had the joy of
seeing India open to all missionaries and
the Scriptures broadcast to the people in
their own tongue. If ever a man had an
overwhelming sense of a “mission,” and
felt the urge of a divine call that man
was William Carey. Almost his last
words were spoken to Alexander Duff,
“Say nothing about Dr. Carey—but
speak about Carey’s Saviour.”
F. Sparrow.
passing by the village inn, he saw a group
of men. “ Have any of you men lost
anything to-day ? ” he called out cheerily.
“ I have,” said a fisherman with a glazed
hat on his head and boots up to his knees.
“ I lost ten gold pieces in a silk purse which
my daughter worked for me.” " Then
there it is,” said the Indian ; " I found it.”
He was walking away, when the seafaring
man called him back. " Here,” he said,
handing him a gold piece—" a tenth at
least is yours. Take it in God’s name as an
honest man. Yes, in God’s name take it
with a poor man’s thanks.” And the
Indian took it, and went home praising
God for having answered his prayer. And
after that, when his neighbours spoke of
the owner of the purse as a wild, rough
fisherman, the Indian used to smile and
say to himself, “ I saw the angel where
they see the man.”
Now, sometimes you boys and girls pray
to God for things, and afterwards you get
them from your fathers and mothers or
some relative who loves you. And when
they come from them you never think for a
moment that God has answered your
prayer. You forget that God very often—
yes, nearly always—uses human beings as
His messengers to answer prayers.
So the next time you pray for some-
thing, and the answer to it comes through
some one who loves you, I hope you will be
as wise as that poor Indian and say, “ I see
the angel where some only see the man.”
“ The measure of a man, that is, of the
angel,” says St. John (Rev. xxi. 17).
From “ Greatheart” (by permission).

Mrs. J. B. BROOKS. B.Litt.
Siege Experiences in Tientsin.
Mrs. W. Eddon.
just before Christmas, Mrs. Eddon
wrote :
“We are cut off on all sides except by
river to the sea. For ten days we have
heard the booming of guns. Three armies,
or three parts of one army, are attempting
to take the city, and we do not know what
a day may bring forth. At present things
in the concessions are much as usual, but
very active preparations are being made
in case of attack. Crowds of Chinese have
moved here from the city for safety, and
the Chinese police have applied for help
to the foreign military commandants in
the guarding of the Chinese city, which
has been given—a strange happening after
the events of the summer ! We have four
gunboats in the river—one of them
British—and we have part of the E. York
Regiment here. Altogether the outlook
is scarcely Christmassy.
Prices are, of course, going up, as it
is only from a southerly direction that
supplies can come in, and the population
of the city is going up by leaps and
bounds owing to the thousands of refu-
gees flocking in from the fighting area.
These poor people have been ordered to
leave their homes just as they are, for the
occupation of soldiers, and are coming to
the city with just what they can carry.
Kind-hearted people among the Tient-
sin Chinese are making most praiseworthy
efforts to cope with the situation, and the
churches are to the forefront. There was
an attempt to work with the Chinese Red
Cross Society, and all was nearly ar-
ranged, when the Society made a condi-
tion that the Churches must remove the
name “Church of Christ ” from their Red
Cross flags. “General Feng belongs to
the Church of Christ,” they said, “and
if you keep the name you are no better
than he is.” But the Chinese Christian
delegates, led by our Pastor Li, said that
General Feng’s conduct did not concern
them. “We serve Christ, therefore we
must keep His name on our flags.”
Our church has taken in 169 refugees,
all women and children. They are crowded
into three rooms and have not space to
lie down. Most of them have come from
the district where the heaviest fighting is
still going on. One girl has had to flee
with a baby only three days old ; another
girl has lost four of her family, who were
killed by a bursting shell. The poor
creatures look bewildered. They seem to
be sufficiently clothed—they, of course,
put on all they had before leaving—some
of them have managed to carry a quilt.
Many have slept in the open for three
nights in bitter winter weather.
Amid all this it was gladdening to see
the Red Cross flag flying from our
church, and to see the sign “Church of
Christ.” Our members, mostly young
men, were working' hard to get things in
order. Strawl had been brought and
stocked in piles for floor covering and
warmth, cups and kettles, and other
necessary articles taken in, etc. Instead
of a sermon we had a little address from
the pastor, telling us about it all, and
saying that all, including the children,
had agreed that the money collected for
our Christmas festivities, and for gifts to
the children should be used to feed these
needy guests. It is no small task. Tient-
sin is not prepared with sanitary arrange-
ments.* All water has to be bought from
the water-carts, and is so expensive that
cleanliness is unattainable for the poor.
It will severely task our resources to pro-
vide drinking water. Any for even face
and hand washing will be out of the ques-
tion. Big boilers have been set up in the
chapel yard and large supplies of millet-
porridge prepared, so that the refugees
have at least food, drink, shelter and kind
We try not to think too much of the

Women’s Missionary Auxiliary
many thousands who must be actually
dying and suffering horribly, but just do
the best we can to help those the Lord
has sent to us, thanking God that many
of His people are glad to sacrifice their
own comfort for the sake of His little
Kind-hearted folk outside the church,
mostly Chinese, have appreciated the
work, and have helped to provide funds.
Two very rich Chinese men have opened
work rooms in their homes and employed
poor women to make wadded clothing,
which they have given freely to any refu-
gees certified to be in dire need of it.
Much of the food has been given by a
Buddhist Society, with which we have
Later Mrs. Eddon wrote: “You will
know that the ‘ Fall of Tientsin ’ came
on Christmas Eve, and by Christmas
Day the worst was over. We were glad
that the guns were silent on that day.
But our peace meant war further south.
No foreigners were allowed outside the
concession barrier on Christmas Eve, but
on Christmas morning Mr. Eddon went
to our church, and 25 of the members
ventured there too and had a prayer and
praise meeting. The refugees were all
quite safe and appeared to be enjoying the
excitement. Many of them have since
returned to their ruined homes, and our
members are very actively engaged in
work for the wounded soldiers left be-
hind. The misery caused by this civil
war is terrible. The one bright spot has
been in the showing yp of the practical
Christianity of our people.”
Christmas at Ningpo.
Compiled from letters from Miss Mabel
Fortune, B.A.
Our numbers have increased so rapidly
this session that we have been compelled
to refuse to take any more pupils—the 90
in attendance filling the present building
to overflowing. We were not sorry then
that for a week or so before Christmas
many of our scholars were away for wed-
ding feasts—Monday, the 14th of Decem-
ber, being an auspicious day for such
ceremonies. This left more room for the
others to move about and practise for
Christmas—to say nothing of making
paper decorations, etc. Everybody en-
joyed these days of topsy-turvydom, and
we were glad to see them relaxing—re-
membering the thrills we used to get out
of similar times in England. The teachers
were delighted to be in at it, too, and,
recalling the drab lives the Chinese nor-
mally live, one cannot be too thankful for
such a break.
Stan and pupils at Girls’ School* Ningpo, 1925. Photo: Hwaltig & Co., Niiigfio.
(In front of-College)
Teachers : Mrs. Dziang, Miss Song, Miss M. Fortune, B.A., Mrs. Djing.eMiss Zi. Second row.)

Sursum Corda
Our school party was timed for 2 on
Christmas Eve, but by 1 the room
was practically full, and we had the chil-
dren out on benches in the courtyard.
The head policeman’s son is in the school,
so Mrs. Djing, in inviting the boy’s
mother to come, asked her to bring along
a policeman, and she brought four in full
regalia, and looking smarter and cleaner
than they usually do. At 1.45 we asked
them to clear the outsiders who were
swarming in the little outer room and
shut the doors. By 2 o’clock the place
was jammed full and we stopped count-
ing at 200. Mr. Tremberth, Mr. and
Mrs. Conibear, and Mr. Perry were all
there, and all agreed the girls did splen-
didly. The programme included three
carols—one, “Holy Night,” in English—
a Christmas story, a Chinese play, and
several action-songs by the smaller ones.
Father Christmas was a great success.
When he announced the fact that he was
going to distribute his big bundle of
balloons to the waiting babies, there
was a regular stampede, and we had
to ask the guests to go so that the chil-
dren could come in to receive their gifts,
which were piled up under the Christmas
tree. Mrs. Conibear handed them out,
and the children were excited and de-
lighted, for each one had a cap or scarf
or muff and a box of crayons or a doll
or a ring. Several of them came up to
us afterwards and thanked us individu-
On Christmas Day it was the turn of
the Sunday Schools. We set off after
dinner to the Settlement Sunday School,
where our student teachers had let the
children in one by one—only those who
had star-cards being allowed in. There
was a full muster—174—and we had to
send out for more eatables, as we had
only made up 164 packages. We had a
good service, at which Mr. Tremberth
gave the address, and then we handed out
the packets of sweets, oranges and nuts,
and they had a dip each from a huge
Christmas stocking from Wigan.
We then went on to the Hong Tong
Sunday School, at the other side of the
city. It is a small church, but we found
a good number there. We had carols
(no organ), the Christmas lesson, another
story by a special lady visitor, and then
we gave away the eatables.
The Lonely Greatness.
He is the lonely greatness of the world—
(His eyes are dim),
His power it is holds up the Cross
That holds up Him.
He takes the sorrow of the threefold
(His eyelids close),
Round Him and round, the wind—His
It listeth blows.
And so the wounded greatness of the
In silence lies—
And death is shattered by the light from
Those darkened eyes.
Madeliene Caron Rock.
Sursum Corda.
Lift up your hearts, ye friends of Christ,
Fling your ambitions wide ;
The world He died for : make it His.
His strength is on your side.
Lift up your hearts, ye sons of God,
The harvest-fields are white ;
The world is dying for His love,
Strive then, with all your might.
Lift up your hearts, ye sons of light ;
The gloom of sin dispel ;
O’er all the world send forth the Light,
That bringeth Life as well.
Lift up your hearts, ye sons of faith,
Exult in mighty prayer ;
That Christ may reign, in power supreme,
And all His blessings share.
Lift up your hearts, lift up your hearts,
For joy that God shall win ;
That every nation, every tribe,
May then be one in Him.
Bristol. Henry H. Worth.
Son of the Rev. J. Wesley Worth,
Died 1906.

For there is nothing lives but something dies,
And there is nothing dies but something lives.
—Francis Thompson. Ode to setting sun.

Seven Momentous
N ANCIENT rime must have been in
my mind on Sunday, December
27th, for on Monday, when stirring
early and someone called to know where
I was going, I naturally said “ over the
hills to see a man mowing,” and as I dozed
in the cart the mules’ hoofs hammered-
out insistently, “ If you go there you’ll
be sure to be shot, sure to be shot, sure
to be shot.”
The morning was cold, with the bitter-
est north-west wind of this winter, and
my nose, fingers and toes were soon dead
Rev. D. V. GODFREY.*
to sensation. Even my brain was too
frozen to formulate a vague impression
that I was bored by the monotony of the
hoof-beats : sure to be shot, sure to
be . . Bang! That was a shot.
Looking straight before us, Pastor Li
and I saw a crowd of unkempt men rush-
ing towards us firing guns at nothing in
particular. We had just time to look at
each other and say “ Robbers ” before we
were in their ranks. However, we were
* Mr. Godfrey is due on furlough ; he expected to leave
April 1st, and arrive home about May 15th.—Ed.
On the Road to Chu Chia A halt outside a village. [Dr. W. E. Plummer.
May, 1926,

Seven Momentous Days
reassured when they asked us if we our-
selves had seen any robbers, and told us
that they were chasing away a small band
which had attacked their village of Hsin
Chuang. From this spot until we reached
Cheng Chia we saw constant evidence of
the terror in which the villagers were
living. If our road led through a village,
we had to undergo inspection before they
would unbar the gates or hunt for the
key, which had in one case been so care-
fully hidden that it was only found after
an hour’s search. If we had to go round
the village, the road would present unex-
pected pitfalls, arranged to trap any who
should attempt to approach in the dark.
We were glad to get to Cheng Chia, safe
and sound but cold and hungry, at four
o’clock, having taken nine hours over a
twenty-mile journey.
While our meal was in preparation we
were interrogated by a man, apparently
clad solely in cartridge belts, who was
carrying a brand-new Mauser pistol,
which he had just been firing from the wall
at a party of horsemen. Upon asking
how he knew they were robbers, I learned
that it was the practice to fire, during the
day at anybody riding a horse and carry-
ing arms, and during the night in the
direction of any sound whatever. Every-
body here is armed, and the gates are all
blocked-up so that carts have to be taken,
as ours was, to the next village.
In summer one could not wish for a
better sleeping-place than Cheng Chia
Chapel. Not only the sun comes peeping
in at morn, but with him scores of spar-
rows which have there found a house
for themselves. In winter, however, the
lofty building is very cold, and this time
it was colder than ever as the two big
windows had fallen out. So after shiver-
ing through a very (otherwise) enjoyable
service, and eating supper in two over-
coats and a sweater, I beat a retreat and
slept in Mr. Li’s medicine shop.
The next morning I decided, instead of
going straight on to Chung Chia as
arranged, to call at Pien Chia on the way.
For I had heard that Pien Chia had suf-
fered very severely at the hands of
brigands, and was anxious to see whether
or not the reports were exaggerated. I
found conditions far worse than I had
anticipated. There were signs of a severe
struggle about the gate, which had been
broken down, and within was an abomina-
tion of desolation. Every single house
had been gutted by the robbers, and the
people fired on as they attempted to es-
cape. I was informed that one hundred
and sixty people had managed to scale
the high wall and reach safety, and that
every other person in the village (five or
six hundred altogether) had been done to
death. I hope that the hundred and sixty
known survivors will be augmented by a
large number of those now reported
“missing: believed killed,” but I know
the death-roll has been very heavy. Of
our tiny handful of Christians, six have
already been buried and three more are
From Pien Chia we went to Chung
Chia, and as we travelled observed a pillar
of smoke suspiciously near to the village
of Hsin Chuang, but were unable to learn
whether the robbers were having their
revenge for the previous day’s events. Ar-
rived at Chung Chia we inspected the fine
new wall, guarded by a few rifles and a
large number of shot-guns. Here we had
an uninterrupted service, an event now
considered remarkable in this village of
alarums and excursions.
Wednesday morning we set out for Lao
Ling City, but before we were half-way
there met a man who told us that there
was fighting in the north suburb, and that
it would certainly be impossible to get a
meeting. So after some debate we de-
cided to return to Chu Chia Tsai, then
only twelve miles away.
We had not gone very far upon our
homeward way before we saw a party of
mounted men rapidly travelling south.
As we were going west, we waited at the
cross-roads for them to pass, and were
rather perturbed when we saw that they
were runaway soldiers. For a month we
have not received any correspondence or
papers, so we judged that there was a war
on the line somewhere, but we had not
realized that it was so near to us. The
farther we travelled the worse things< be-
came. We saw one party of men attack-
ing a village gate, presumably to obtain
hospitality by force, and every few hun-
dred yards we were held up by armed men
who were commandeering mules, money
and warm overcoats. Great was the sur-
prise of each party when we alighted ; we
insisted on making the polite inquiries
commonly exchanged between strangers
meeting on a country road in China.

Seven Momentous Days
The inquiries were not in every case
politely answered, but we were allowed to
proceed in peace.
When we got within two miles of home,
however, and were breathing freely, we
saw a great horde of soldiers passing be-
tween us and the village. Many of these
were sitting on carts, firing for pastime
at the rooks. We were passing by a little
coppice at the time, and were not likely to
be seen by the soldiers while we kept
People in England, who know our
army as a disciplined force of decent men
and heroes, will have difficulty in imagin-
ing the terror that seized the hearts of
my servant and carter, in a land where
an army is very often a rabble of armed
men licensed to kill. They refused to ad-
vance until I took my bag in hand and
set off on foot, when, rather than be left
alone they followed a few yards behind.
I greeted each group of soldiers with a
cheery question, and found that they were
the remnants of the Chihli army retreat-
ing from Tientsin. They seemed greatly
cheered at the sight of a foreigner in a
Chinese coat and hat, and went on their
way making humorous remarks about my
personal appearance.
So we came safely to our compound on
Wednesday evening, and after some ugly
rumours heard on the road I was relieved
to see the houses still standing, and to
find that my colleagues were all alive and
I found our outbuildings and inside
passages crowded with refugees who had
been there since the trouble started on
Monday, and the garden contained fifty
or sixty head of cattle. The soldiers who
filled the village had appropriated every-
thing : goods, livestock and food, not
already on our premises.
Three anxious days followed. There
were three men, Rev. E. Richards, Rev.
D. H. Smith, and myself, and we ar*
ranged that two of us should always be
clothed and ready (as the two at home
had been for three days already), day or
night, to rush to the g'ate when the sol-
diers came. As a matter of fact, we
were not troubled between the hours of
ten p.m, and six a.m., but during the day,
and particularly the evening, we were
seeing soldiers all the time.
We saw all sorts. Some of them in-
formed us that they were Christians who
had come to greet us, and on one occasion
we had a happy little service on the
verandah. Some wished to desert, and
asked if we could help them. Of course,
we had to refuse. Some wanted food, and
if they were insistent, we gave them flour
from our store while it lasted. Some
wanted money, but all went away without
definitely demanding it.
One officer in a leather jacket had three
good tries. He kept his naked revolver
before him, and discoursed very well on
the brotherhood of man as taught by the
missionary. With perfect politeness he
went on to give examples ; how the
foreigner must eat, and so must the
Chinese, and how a gain could kill a
Chinese and also a foreigner. He tried
to make our flesh creep by telling how the
men were getting out of control, and of
the difficulty he might have in' protecting
us. He asked what our salaries were,
what our relations with the King of Eng-
land, and whether we had any toy pistols
in our pockets. Then he played a card of
another colour. Taking off his belt, he
opened it and showed about fifty dollars.
Pushing it towards us, he said it was his
all, and asked if we were in need of it.
While refusing it as politely as we could,
we failed to make the expected reciprocal
offer, and Leather-jacket soon withdrew
from these phlegmatic Englishmen, who
could not take a hint which Chinese ar-
tistic sense still prevented his explaining
bluntly. We all took a real liking to this
amusing man, whom we felt we knew well
after about four hours’ verbal fencing ;
and I think the liking was mutual, for
before his final effort he put his revolver
away in its case and seemed very much
at his ease.
We all had a lot of worry over the hun-
dreds who took refuge in the compound,
and whose sanctuary was respected by
the soldiers. The ladies managed the
commissariat. Some brought provisions
and others came empty-handed, but Miss
Turner and Miss Armitt managed some-
how so that everybody g-ot a good meal.
It must have been a most arduous task,
and it was rendered more so by the inborn
dishonesty of the Chinese, which made
them very ready to intercept each others’
rations. On our part we had many un-
necessary difficulties and even dangers.
The milder soldiers, instead of bullying
people to part with their money, sold at

Missionary Intercession
cheap rates the animals they had stolen
(cows were going at prices ranging be-
tween two pence and two pounds sterling),
and it was a constant trouble to us to
find our proteges bargaining around our
gate or over the wall. It was impossible
to make them see that traffic in stolen
goods is immoral. One man boug'ht a
cow and went off home, he said, to get
the money. What he actually did was
hide the beast, and then himself within
our walls. Naturally the soldiers were
vexed by such behaviour, and said they
would invade the compound if the man
were not given up to be shot. After
chasing the rascal all over the place, we
caught him ourselves and were very
much inclined to give him up (although a
church member!), but ultimately he
managed to borrow the money and the
soldiers went away mollified. This is
only one of a dozen equally foolish tricks
by which many lives were risked for the
sake of a few dollars.
Yesterday the village was emptying
fast, and while we were having morning
service the last batch of eighty men went
quietly away. To-day we are full of
gratitude to God, who kept us secure
through a trying time.
P.S.—21st Jan. Though rumours are
still rife, we have not been visited by any
more soldiers. The only ones now with
us are a dozen wounded in the hospital,
the last of a good crowd who got hurt
by civilians during their raids. We have
a similar number of civilians wounded by
the soldiers, and twice as many wounded
by robbers, whose bands seem to have
been increased by deserting soldiers.
One augmented band actually captured
our county town of Lao Ling, and held
it for three days before being bought off.
Daily we hear of fresh villages being
stormed and looted. Truly the flying-
fish itself has a more tranquil time than
the Lao Pai Hsing, the Chinese com-
Missionary Intercession.
They saw tongues like flames distribu-
ting themselves, one resting on the head
of each, and they were all filled with the
Holy Spirit. They began to speak in
foreign tongues, as the Spirit enabled
them to express themselves.—Acts ii,, 3.
Witness the hour when many saints assem-
Waited the Spirit and the Spirit came;
Ay, with hearts tremulous and house that
Ay, with cleft tongues, the Holy Ghost
and flame.
Witness the men whom with a word He
Bold who were base and voiceful who
were dumb :
Battle, I know, so long as life remaineth,
Battle for all, but these have overcome.
Witness the women, of His children sweet-
Scarcely earth seeth them but earth shall
see :
Thou in their woe their agony completest,
Christ, and their solitude is nigh to
Hark! what a sound, and too divine for
Stirs on the earth and trembles in the
air I
Is it the thunder of the Lord’s appearing?
Is it the music of His people’s prayer?
F. W. H. Myers.
May 2.—Wenchow College. Mr. Prin-
cipal Chapman, M.Sc. Page in Report,
93, 94. Acts 1 : 6-14.
May 9.—The Mazeras and Ribd Cir-
cuits. Rev. J. B. Griffiths and Rev. J.
Jackson. Pp. 54, 55. Acts 2 : 1-13.
May 16.—West Africa : Mendi section.
Rev. W. S. Micklethwaite. Pp. 114-116.
Acts 2 : 14-40.
May 23.—Whit-Sunday. That the
Church at home may be eminently a mis-
sionary church. Acts 2 : 14-47.
May 30.—Chao Tong Girls’ School.
Pp. 119, 120. Miss L. O. Squire, B.A.
Acts 3 : 1 -18.
A book with this title has been issued by
Mr. E. F. Benson, son of the late Archbishop.
Here is one of “mother’s” prayers :
Good Lord, give me a personality, a scorn
of small, petty indulgences. Let me live
to Thy works and Thee, to everything
beautiful and desirable, to all interests, to
all knowledge, to all wisdom—and beyond
all and in all and through all, to Thyself.
Thy love ....
The sacrifice of God is a troubled spirit, the
offering of a free heart.
The last sentence of the author is :
“ I thank God for her dear love, her shi-
ning life, and her swift death.”

Secretary’s Notes.
The Chinese At the time of writing the
Civil War. news from North China
indicates that the tide of
war has turned in favour of Wu-pei-fu
who, in conjunction with Chang-tso-lin,
has driven the Christian General Feng
from Tientsin, and is now threatening
Peking, while Feng’s soldiers are said to
be evacuating the city and retreating
along the railway line toward Kalgan and
Mongolia. Feng is credited with saying
that he intends to retire from political life
and to settle his soldiers in the region of
Mongolia. He may contemplate estab-
lishing himself there as a provincial ruler
in the same way that Chang-tso-lin suc-
ceeded in establishing himself in Man-
churia. The triumph of either side would
be welcome merely as a termination of the
disastrous strife. The war is filling the
country with woe. Mining and other
important industries in North China
have become disorganized, and in some
cases suspended, because the military
seize all means of transport. Thousands
are being thrown out of employment and
the community is being demoralized by
the depredations of unrestrained brigand-
age. It is almost too much to hope that
the country will find peace by the con-
tinued alliance of Wu-pei-fu and Chang-
tso-lin. In the past they have been the
chief antagonists. One way in which
China might be delivered from the ruin
threatened by the collapse of national
authority, and by the ravages of contend-
ing military forces, is suggested by Rev.
W. E. Soothill, M.A., in the concluding
pages of his recent book on “China and
the West.” He says :
“There is one institution, of which China
is a member, of character neither European
nor Asiatic, but international and inter-racial,
which might be of service. It has the finest
and most disinterested judges and statesmen
of all races at its disposal, detached from all
personal or national avidity. The League of
Nations, if appealed to, might yet be able
to induce the present war lords to combine
their personal ambitions in a larger one—the
salvation of their country.”
If such a service is to be rendered it must
be solicited by the Chinese people. In a
service of this kind the League of Nations
would not only open the g'ates of peace
and prosperity to the one quarter of the
human race inhabiting Chinese territories,
it would also gain for itself such a reputa-
tion for world-wide benignity as would
secure universal loyalty and admiration.
The Anti- Various attempts are
foreign being made to analyse the
Feeling anti-foreign feeling in
in China. China and to discover the
cause of it. It cannot be
attributed to any recent action of foreign
powers, for, in recent years those powers
have been desirous to display a, friendly
spirit; they have readily recognized the
rights of China and have sought to pro-
mote her independence and advancement.
The tragic and deplorable incident in
Shanghai on May 30th was not the cause
of the anti-foreign sentiment, it was
rather the occasion which evoked the ex-
pression of a deep and strong feeling
already existing. The explanation of the
anti-foreign sentiment is considered to be
psychological rather than historical.
There appear to be at least three forms
of re-action co-operating to produce the
present attitude of the Chinese people to-
ward foreign nations. The first is the
normal reaction caused by the incursion
of the outsider. The second is a reaction
against the assumption of superiority.
The foreign powers cannot fail to exhibit
in many ways their superiority to the
Chinese, but they cannot do so without
exciting a degree of resentment in a
proud and independent people. We offer
them a religion which we declare to be
far superior to their own, and this is too
often interpreted as one more indication
of the arrogance of the foreigner. The
third form of reaction is produced by what
are regarded as signs of foreign domina-
tion and power. While the Chinese could
not point to any instance in which that
power is used injuriously, nevertheless
they are keenly conscious of the presence
of it. People are never disposed to favour
the religion of their oppressors. The Irish
did not favour English Protestantism. It
is necessary to know the cause of a
malady in order to apply a remedy. To
understand the reactions produced in the
Chinese mind should teach .us how to cor-
rect erroneous impressions. Until this is
done much of the good seed will fall as
upon the wayside. It is very gratifying

The Secretary’s Notes
to learn how stoutly many of our Chinese
preachers, during the wave of anti-foreign
feeling, combated popular prejudice. Rev.
C. E. Hicks says :
“ Our Christians were loyal to us during
the agitation, and John Lee excelled all in
his active and open advocacy of the mission-
ary as the benefactor of Chaotong. It was
very affecting to hear him give heartfelt
thanks to God for His missionary servants
who had brought the Good News of Salva-
tion to unenlightened Chaotong, some of
whom had laid down their lives in this
Soldiers Beneficence needs no de-
Appreciate fence. One reason why
Mission the missions have suf-
Hospitals. fered comparatively little
damage, during the
present reign of lawlessness in many parts
of China, is found in their reputation for
beneficence. Neither soldiers nor bandits
are likely to damage the hospital upon
whose ministry they may soon have to
depend for the healing of their wounds.
Dr. Austin says the hospital soon began
to fill when fighting began around Chao-
tong. His report states that :
“ Among these wounded soldiers were
several cases specially interesting from a sur-
gical standpoint. One of these, struck by a
Our chapel*-at Mao Na Chee.
For some ofcthe worshippers therein, see p. 10 (Jan.)
bullet just above the shoulder joint, was
operated on, and the bullet removed from the
small of the back, alongside the spine.
Another, wounded in the thigh with a com-
pound fracture, recovered with comparatively
little shortening of the limb, to the no small
surpise of his comrades. A third was struck
in the cheek, about two inches of his jaw-
bone being shattered, and in operation the
bullet was recovered from the front of the
throat, subsequent recovery being rapid.
These are merely illustrative of the more in-
teresting types of wounds—others varying
from splintered fingers to a gaping skull
wound, with brain protruding, in which
later case recovery was slow but complete.
“ At the height of the local disorders, our
men’s ward and large guest hall being very
full, we had to make use of a small room at
the rear of the church to accommodate the
numbers that continued to flow in. Later, our
women’s wards, being unoccupied for the
time being, we utilized them for the same
purpose. As the wounded soldiers gradually
left us, we expected to return once more to
the normal, but these were quickly replaced
by fever patients. Unfortunately, the task
of separating the wounded from the fever
patients was complicated by the fact that
some of the wounded seemed to bring in the
fever with them.
“About the middle of the year we were
asked by the local mandarin if we could pro-
vide him with medicine for fever-striken
prisoners in gaol
—some 200 had
already died.- We
pointed out that
it would be very
unsatisf a c t o r v
from all points
of view to treat
these patients
unless we could
see them regu-
larly. After con-
siderable demur-
ring on the part
of the officials,
M r . Hudspeth
and I were al-
lowed to visit the
prison daily. For-
tunately for our
reputation, b v
that time the
fever was al-
ready passing,
and after the
commencem e n t
of our visits,
[ttev. H. Parsons. deaths were
verv few! ”

A Pilgrimage to the
Holy Land of China.
IV. The Most Sacred
“ Space, and the twelve clean winds of
And this sharp exultation, like a cry,
after the slow six thousand steps of
This is T’ai Shan, the beautiful, the most
“ Here where Confucius came half a
thousand years before the
Nazarene, he stepped with me thus into
The stone beside us waxes old, the carven
stone that says :
‘ On this spot once Confucius stood and
felt the smallness of the world below.’”
In “ Profiles from China.”
Returning from c’hu fu to, T’ai
Shan mountain I used the Lower
Stone Road [see photo] which com-
mences from the N.W. suburb of T’ai An
city, my first ascent to the Foreign Settle-
ment being by a shorter route. The Arch
of Triumph of the Honourable T’ai is the
white stone portal which marks the be-
ginning of the pilgrim way. A small
building to the north of the Arch of
Triumph is the Temple of the Three
Sovereigns. The three deities were of the
mythic series of rulers of primeval China.
In the centre is Fu Hsi, in a garment of
leaves ; the pre-historio clothing here, as
in other cradles of civilisation. On the
east is Shen
Nung, the pa-
tron of agricul-
ture, with cap
and skirt of
green herbage.
On the west is
the Yellow Em-
peror in full
The Spring of
White Cranes is
the title over
another temple
on the west.
Here we saw an
unusual spec-
tacle, the mum-
my of an 18th
century priest.
The sainted man,
wearing his
priestly clothes,
is seated cross-
LUtss Armitt.
The commencement of the
lower Stone Road.
legged on a cushion in a glass case.
His face is covered with gold paint,,
but his hands and legs are exposed.
He lived to the great age of 93 (1700-
1793), and practised the devotion of his
cult for 69 years. When near to death
he asked his fellow-priests to allow his
body to remain in a vacant room for three
years. He was left for twelve, then some-
one took courage to open his room, when
he was discovered in the contemplative
posture which he has always assumed.
The Temple of the Military Sage-
further north is similar to the one on the-
Peak. This god was formerly Kuan Yu,
a brave general of the third century. He
was loyal all his days to the kingdoms of
Han and Shu, but a most formidable-
enemy of the neighbouring kingdoms.
The tales of this gallant commander
gained in popularity, and finally the Em-
peror acceded to public desires, and deified’
him in 1594 as the God of War. In the
spacious courtyard there is a theatrical-
stage, where on red-letter days, a small
movable image of the General is carried
out to a prominent position among the
spectators ; he is thus entertained to
dramatic representations of the glorious
days of the Three Kingdoms, when he
was at the battle front.

A Pilgrimage to the Holy Land of China
Leaving here we pass under The First
Heavenly Gate and come to The Arch of
Confucius. Tradition says that here the
Sage paused for breath and remarked on
the smallness of his native land. Pro-
ceeding further we walk through Peach
Orchard Glen, with a mountain stream
and several waterfalls on the east side,
and pass under a large red archway, over
the top of which is the Red Gate Palace,
the middle temple of the T’ai Shan god-
dess. An old beggar-woman was squatted
on the temple floor cooking her dinner,
and filling the place with smoke as she
burnt the fuel gathered from the hills.
The most interesting temple on the
lower Stone Road is the Monastery of
the Mother goddess of the Great Bear.
She is represented by a typical Hindu
image resplendent in a red niche faced
with glass. Her numerous attributes are
symbolized by the gilded arms, twenty-
four in number, on each side of the body,
while on her head is a golden tiara. Her
attendants line both side walls of her
shrine, and are the twenty constellations.
In the hall of the lower court we saw an
image of the Laughing Buddha. It is to
be noted that scholars worshipped the
mother of the spirit who resides in the
Great Bear constellation, in order that she
would intercede with her son. It is he
who under the old regime assisted the
students to pass their examinations, and
so obtain the coveted “ button ” on their
caps. A nun over seventy years old was
our guide, but she was very wary of our
desire to speak of the True God, so in
order to evade any further conversation
she replied “ that she worshipped God and
Jesus as we did.” She introduced us to
her son and grandson, although as a nun
she is supposed to take the vow of celi-
bacy. Local friends who know this nun
say “she is a hard case.” By a decree of
1906 the nuns were expelled, but since
the Republic they have returned. Let
those who say : “Why disturb the
heathen, they are happy as they are,” look
upon the faces of these nuns and priests,
and look in vain for the peace and joy
which is visible on the face of the
humblest Christian.
Going still further north we cross The
Bridge amongst Flowing Torrents, and
when the stream is at flood, the water-
fall is spreading its spray over the cliff
and called The Veil of Spray. The steps
ascend through The Cypress Cave or
avenue, truly a welcome shade from the
sun’s heat to tired pilgrims who tread this
way. Here I met three women pilgrims
who had walked to the Peak in the morn-
ing, and were resting on the way down,
the dusk already approaching. Answer-
ing one of my inquiries, they replied “that
they had no special business in going to
the top, just to give The Old Lady of the
Mountain their respects, that was all.”
When I explained that the True God was
“not far from every one of us,” that He
would hear us anywhere, for He was in
The ridgelwhere the horses turn back.
[Per Miss Armitt.

Students’ Missionary Demonstration
our hearts, the younger woman listened
with interest, and as I went forward I
heard her repeating the message to the
older woman.
At the foot of a long flight of steps is
a stone arch called The Ridge, where
the Horses Turn Back. The old custom
was for persons to dismount at this point
and continue the climb on foot (this was
before the Stone Road was made). Tra-
dition says, that when Emperor Ch’ien
Lung dismounted here, it was decided
that he should be carried in an ordinary
chair, the legs however were constantly
in the way, so one brilliant mind sug-
gested that they be sawn off—and that
was the first mountain-chair used on this
pilgrim way.'
Twelve continuous flights of steps
brought us to The Half-way House ad-
joining The Second Heavenly Gate.
Then we were soon at the home of my
hostess, and my thrilling journey was
Students’ Missionary
Mr. H. T. CAPEY.
WE gathered in Stamford Street
Church, Ashton-under-Lyne, on
March 28th.
It was a day of bright sunshine and
clear blue sky ; and it was with light
hearts that we arrived at Stamford Street.
Had we not the promise of two excellent
meetings ? and was not our financial suc-
cess assured ?
The chairman of the afternoon meet-
ing, Mr. J. A. Yoxall, was also in a
happy mood. He swept aside in a care-
free, if not disdainful fashion, any such
thing as an apology for, or justification,
of missions. Even to question the call
of the Church of Christ to overseas’ enter-
prise seemed contrary to the message of
the Bible and to require deliberate per-
version of the teaching of Jesus. This
note of challenge was taken up by the
speakers—Mr. Horace Cleaver and Mr.
Colin Sheffield—who had been chosen by
the students as their representatives.
Mr. Cleaver developed a plea for the mis-
sionary spirit in the churches of the
homeland, and dealt in particular with the
problem of the down-town church. The
call of the age, he declared, was the call
to service, and the doors of opportunity
were swinging open before us. A church,
whether set in suburbs, or overcrowded
city areas, ought to adapt itself to its
surroundings, inasmuch as it existed to
serve its neighbourhood. The “ down-
town ” church must not, in supercilious
isolation, live on its glorious tradition.
All that concerned the people living at the
church doors—their needs nad pleasures
and sorrows—must concern the church.
Mr. Colin Sheffield spoke on “Chris-
tianity and the World’s Needs.” “No
man liveth to himself,” he began, “and
in these days of easy communication the
nations can no longer live apart.” Men
had acquired the world outlook, and
either jealous enmity or a world-wide
brotherhood must follow. The coloured
races had awakened to a new sense of
their power, and they were impatient of
authority. The old religions of the East
were breaking down before the new-found
insight and desire of the people. “Only
Christianity can satisfy us,” exclaimed
the speaker, “and only Christianity can
satisfy them.” A restless world was
yearning for the Gospel of Love.
It is no light thing to represent the
students ! but they usually choose wisely,
and this year was no exception. We ad-
journed for tea, and for an" hour before
the evening meeting, Mr. Yoxall, having
deserted the chairman’s chair for the
organist’s stool, gave a fine recital.
There was a good audience when Dr.
Robson and Mr. Kellett took the plat-
form. The singing of the large choir
added much to the meeting.
Mr. Kellett, the chairman, was warmly
received ; the people knew that his in-
terest in missions is genuine and of long
standing. When Dr. Robson rose to
speak he had a great welcome. The
Doctor had much to tell us, so much that
he could hardly say it fast enough. His

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central theme was, of course, Missions in
China, but he often turned from the main
road to lead us along pleasant bypaths.
“We can no longer ask the question,
‘ Shall we interest ourselves in China and
the East? ’ ” began the Doctor, “we must
be interested. By divine purpose the
world was growing smaller ; soon a
nation would be bom in a day, and even
now the commercial, political and spiritual
strands of life were inextricably en-
tangled. The people in Manchester must
be interested in Chinese trade, for 25,000
of their looms depended on it. The
people in England must face the menace
of the East. It is a grave problem, but
I do not fear the Yellow Peril,” declared
Dr. Robson, “ I believe in the destiny of
my people, in a God-given mission, and
China will find that its best friend is
England.” Above all, the Doctor wished
us to realise that we were up against
Atheism. The students who raised the
recent trouble were led by Soviet Russia,
and Soviet Russia taught them not merely
to hate the foreigner but—far more
deadly—to deny God. Atheism had
swept along the coast like a foul disease,
the Ningpo and Wenchow Colleges had
suffered serious reductions. What was
to be done? ,The Gospel was the only
hope—character could not be given with-
out Christ. At this point Dr. Robson
gave us one or two happy pictures of some
of those in his area of China. We caught
a glimpse of Godfrey, comforting himself
with his pipe and his pug; of “plucky
little Richards”; and “ white-souled
Smith.” “ Send us more men like them,”
exclaimed the Doctor, “ and we will de-
feat Atheism.
After Dr. Robson came our Principal,
the Rev. J. T. Brewis. Each year we look
forward to his brief review of the men on
the field and in training, and it was with
proud hearts that we joined together in
Before the last hymn was sung our
triumphant missionary-secretary, Mr.
J. H. Parkes, who has done an immense
amount of work, announced the total pro-
ceeds at £166. Since then the total has
risen to £170, an increase of £20 over last
year’s record. The students wish to
thank their many generous supporters.
Staff & Students. 1925-26.
A. E. Beeden, R Hindle, P. W. O. Hill, L. G. James, J. Bown, S. W. Jones, R. J. Hall, T. L. Wilson,
F. W. Capewell, J. W. Jordan.
S. Winfield, D. W. Capewell, H. Tomlinson, W J. Doidge, F. E. Poad, The Matron, J. H. Fenton
G. Speller. P. S. Gagg, L. Davison, A. T. Dale, C. Sheffield. A. Hill.
J. M. Yellowley, J. H. Parkes, B. H Reed, E. D. Bebb, Rev. G. G. Hornby, M.A., B.D., Rev. J. T. (Brewis, •
B.A., B.D., Rev. E. W. Hirst, M.A., B.Sc., Mr. W. Clunne Lees. Prof, of Eloc., H. T.i Capey
H. Cleaver, J. Slack.

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Should Missionaries Remain at their
Posts in Times of Danger?—Yes!
Our readers will remember gratefully
that our Church has the record of only two
actual martyrs. It is with deep satisfac-
tion we reflect that even in the Boxer rising
of 1900 and with brigandage and unrest in
China to-day, no missionary, wife, cr child
was sacrificed.
So, as these requested articles call for
only one pensive illustration, we have
decided to refer to five other men whose
life was terminated under sad conditions.
Mr. and Mrs. Houghton went to East
Africa in 1884. Two years later, when in
charge at Golbanti, they were brutally mur-
dered by marauding Masai. They did not
flee; no danger was anticipated!
Edmund Butterworth, who went to East
Africa in 1864, died three months after
J. S. Potts died in Sierra Leone after four
short months. 1860-66.
John Carter arrived in West China
March 14th, 1890. He entered Nanking
College for language study and died August
20th of the same year. (See tablet in our
Harland Cross Church and sketch of him
in ECHO (September, 1910) by the late D.
G. M. H. Innocent, son of John Inno-
cent, went to North China in 1882 and
returned home in 1891. He died en voyage
1892, and his remains were interred in
Hong-Kong. Thirty-two years of age. (See
sketch in ECHO, March, 1911, by the late
G. S. Hornby.)
Charles New, born 1840, went to East
Africa in 1862. After 13 laborious and
fruitful years he died, it is supposed the
victim of the treachery of a native carrier.
(See his life (now out of print) and sketch
in ECHO, June, 1909.—Ed.)
ANY good people will reply, that
this query is one to be answered
by the missionaries themselves
on the spot, guided by the special circum-
stances in which they are placed. But
the true missionary values his work more
than his personal security ; he is prepared
to accept grave risks, and, if needful, to
lav down his life for his faith. “ Safety
first ” is not a missionary motto, nor has
it ever been a missionary method. The
great history of Christian missions is the
new eleventh chapter of the Epistle to the
There is only one rule of conduct for
all disciples of Christ at home or abroad,
whether ministers or laymen. When we
gave ourselves to our Lord, we became
wholly His, body, and soul. In the dark
days of religious intolerance in our own
land, pastors and people alike “sealed
their testimony with their blood. ” But
the missionary to the heathen is accorded
the highest honour amongst us, because
of the peril which often attends his minis-
try, and also because of our conviction,
that for his work’s sake, he “will not
count his life dear unto him.” The late
“Ian Maclaren ” said, “We at home are
just the Militia ; a set of honest, hard-
working fellows ; but the missionaries are
in the firing line. They are our Victoria
Cross men Theirs are the medals with
the bars.”
The dangers that threaten the mission-
ary are many and manifold. Some arise
from deadly climates, as in Africa, es-
pecially West Africa, once “the white
man’s grave ” ; others from outbreaks of
savagery, such as have devastated our
missions at various times in Africa and
China. Peril also menaces the missionary
from the time he leaves the ordinary
travel routes until he arrives at his post.
Sam Pollard and Frank Dymond were
wrecked in the rapids of the Yangtze, and
barely escaped with their lives. George
Innocent, son of our pioneer missionary
John Carter. 1864—90.

Should Missionaries Remain at their Posts?—Yes!
in North China, and John Carter, a Cor-
nishman from Herland Cross, died almost
on the way out. The dangers are further
increased on stations remote from popu-
lous centres by the absence of medical aid
in sickness. John and Annie Houghton
were murdered.
Yet we have never lacked men and
women, who were willing to hazard their
lives in deadly climates amongst primitive
or hostile tribes, to proclaim “the un-
searchable riches of Christ.” Some have
returned to await, with impaired health,
the coming of their Lord, while the bodies
of others lie in the countries for whose
people they died. The triumphs of the
Gospel achieved by our Church in China
and Africa, are the fruits of the indiffer-
Q. M. H. Innocent. 1859—92. (See p. 91.)
ence to danger and the sublime devotion
of our missionaries. If it were possible,
I would like to crowd all their names into
this article, for they constitute the “roll
of honour ” of the United Methodist
Church. But had they shrunk from the
dangers which threatened them, and
sought safety in flight, not one of the
great mission stations, which are our
glory, would be in existence.
In the uprising of the natives against
the white men in Mendiland, C. H. Good-
man was captured by the “warriors ” and
conveyed to their king at Bumpe. His
sun helmet was taken from him, he was
stripped, and with bare feet, and no head
covering to protect him from the tropical
sun, he was brutally hurried along
through the bush. His
captors gloated over his
coming martyrdom ; one
mimicking the tragedy,
and asking the mission-
ary what he thought of it ?
To which Goodman re-
plied : “You do not know,
you do not reckon upon
To the surprise of all
and the disappointment of
many, the king declared
that “The white man had
come to do good ; he was
not a government man,
nor a trader, nor a sol-
dier, and he should not
be killed.” The mission-
ary was dumb from con-
flicting emotions. He was
prepared to die, and now
could only lift up his
heart to God, in adoring
gratitude for such a won-
derful deliverance. (Mendi-
land Memories ”).
And as in West Africa,
so in the East. Here is a
tragic note in “Tana
Tales,” by J. H. Phillip-
son. An epidemic1 of small-
pox had broken out, and
many of the natives fled in
panic. Some huts were
deserted, others were filled
with the dying and the
dead. The missionaries,
Charles Consterdine and
J. H. Phillipson, remained

Should Missionaries Remain at their Posts ?—Yes!
at their posts in spite of the dan-
ger. “We dug shallow graves, and
bearing out the corpses, laid them in the
earth ; then we turned again to do what
we could for the living. Each night we
went back to the mission sick at heart,
knowing that, after a brief respite in
sleep, another such day would claim us.”
Then here is another, concerning his
colleague, “ He went on with his work,
but I knew he was dying on his feet.
Christ died for the world, and following
Him, Charles Consterdine died for
And what a picture of horror one sees
in Phillipson’s quiet, modest story of the
end. “ I stood by him when he died, and
I spent the night sweeping back the
swarms of black ants which had come to
eat his body.”
A poignant scene is depicted by Sam
Pollard in “Tight Corners in China,”
when Frank Dymond is stricken with
small-pox, and believing himself to be
dying, he asks for the Sacrament of the
Lord’s Supper, and when Sam cannot
Speak for sorrow, Frank speaks in
triumph of the coming of his Lord. It is
a story difficult to read without tears.
When deadly peril threatened the mis-
sion these brave men strove to defend the
native Christians, and Sam Pollard fell a
victim to the fury of the Boxers.
In an earlier persecution of Christians
in North China, W. N. Hall, one of our
pioneer missionaries, a man of frail phy-
sique but dauntless spirit, gathered the
terrified people into his house and saved
their lives. We repeat, “These are our
Victoria Cross men ! Theirs are the
medals with the bars.”
The work they did has been tried by
the fire, and the native Christians proved
that they “did not receive the grace of
God in vain.” Of our Chinese converts,
when threatened with death, the heathen
said, in surprise, “ It was but a little
thing we asked them to do, only to put
a stick of incense on the altar, but they
died rather than do it.” F. B. Turner,
in a memorable speech in Conference,
said : “ The Chinese have washed out with
their blood, the old sneer of ‘ Rice Chris-
tians,’ and the Church in China has risen
to the rank of a persecuted Church.”
What is the duty of the shepherd when
the flock is in danger? What saith the
Scripture? “The good Shepherd giveth
his life for the sheep.” “The hireling
fleeth because he is a hireling and careth
not for the sheep.”
In the present unsettled political situa-
tion in China, this question of fleeing
from, or facing, the danger that threatens
them may confront our missionaries at
any moment, and demand an instant deci-
sion. What then is the conclusion, at
which, in our Master’s name and spirit,
we ought to arrive ? “ We are not careful
to answer thee in this matter,” said the
three Hebrew youths, standing in the
glare of the furnace of fire, to the heathen
king. Nor is our duty less clear in this
twentieth century. We must maintain
the noble missionary traditions of our
Church, and hand them down enriched by
our sacrifices and devotion. The Faith
that makes no martyrs will make no
The soldier of Christ is not less willing
to lay down his life than the soldier of the
king. And our great Captain has issued
to His soldiers this army order : “Who-
soever will save his life shall lose it, but
whosoever shall lose his life for My sake
and the Gospel’s, the same shall save it.”
“ No man is secure of his life, however
guarded, if it be sought by a man
who is careless of his own.”
—Sir Walter Scott.

Should Missionaries Remain at their
Posts in Times of Danger?—No!
WE do not answer all the conun-
drums at Ultima Thule, and we
have no oracle left among these
local Druid circles, but my sagacious
friend “ Padre ” and I must do as editors
appoint. Neither of us could write in
vindication of cowardice. Nor could we
forget the bravery of the missionary
pioneers. According to good precept and
good example the missionary always has
done, and doubtless always will do, the
heroic thing because, in the last analysis,
that whispered counsel in his heart is the
command of the Holy Spirit. But if I
attempt the task it is on the basis that
this is not an absolute question, but a
relative one, because it refers to a limited
world and to a finite person. To say that
circumstances could never affect a candid
missionary’s view of duty would be in-
defensible alike in logic and in history.
Circumstances do alter cases, even moral
cases. Good missionaries of blameless
courage have sometimes felt it to be their
duty to prolong their lives by wise care,
so long as they retained a peaceful con-
science and the clear approval of the
Living Lord. And they would always
be able to appeal to good examples in the
Charles New. 1840—75 (See p. 91.)
New Testament, as well as in the Old
Testament. Every missionary must be
steward of his own life for the sake of
the Gospel, and be careful in his guar-
dianship of it.
It may be trite, but it is true that some
retreats are as brave as some other ad-
vances, and are part and parcel of the
strategy of the Commander-in-chief.
Some acts of self-defence require as much
moral courage as submission or acquies-
cence. And though a wise man would
shrink from saying when a retreat was
justified, he should be also far from say-
ing that in no circumstances, and
on no account, should a missionary
try to save his life in flight. I sup-
pose there is such a thing as sanctified
common sense, even in the disposal of
one’s life and self upon a foreign field ;
and in the marketing of such a pearl of
great price we must never show less than
this. While saying that, I know it is not
becoming to our Anglo-Saxon genius to
advise mere commercial prudence in the
hallowed matter of self-disposal, still less
does it suit our missionary tradition, but
it will bear saying : that a man who is to
be as harmless as a dove is also to be as
wise as a serpent, which bit of natural
science seems to include self-preservation.
It is credible that there is a sense in
which the missionary may say with the
Master, “No man is taking my life from
me. I have the right to lay it down and
I have the right to take it again,” which
is not exactly the authorised version of
the classical text, but is the pith of it. A
devotee alone may say on which altar and
at what time he will immolate himself,
and that dictum puts him almost above
advice or criticism.
I am impressed by the word of Jesus
in his Commission,” If they persecute you
in one city flee ye to another.” And I do
not suppose that was an interim counsel
pending the end of the age. It was not
affected by ideas of eschatology, but was
meant to be a rule for all his heralds in
the fulfilment of their commission. Again,
it is a fair deduction from the New Testa-
ment accounts of St. Paul’s tours, that
he mixed considerable skill and fore-
thought with his utmost intrepidity, in
the preservation of his life. And a close

The Observator
study of the early public ministry of Jesus
has shown that while He was in Herod’s
territory, he forbade his beneficiaries to
blazon abroad His name, knowing the
hostility which might shorten his career.
He knew that He was to be immolated on
another altar and in another latitude.
There was considerable caution in those
early movements. When He set His face
steadfastly to go to Jerusalem it seemed
to His followers that He had scattered
prudence to the winds, but then He knew
that the hour was coming. Even in the
last six days of His life He controlled
every hour and guarded His person with
the most scrupulous care, until the set
time was come. Knowing as I do the
significance of this act for atonement, I
see also its bearing on the oblation of
every missionary life. The elevated soul
will itself feel its sublime transcendence
of the course of events, knowing itself to
be at once in the purpose of God and in
the hollow of His hand. One thing' seems
true from a wide survey of missionary
data. It is that although the records
amaze you by the protection of mission-
aries as defenceless as Mary Slessor or
Christina Forsyth, and as long-continued
as Livingstone or Morrison, yet those
same data will not warrant you in de-
ducing any infallible special Providence
over missionaries. The marvellous escapes
in the Boxer movement were impressive,
but so were the sad martyrdoms. Even
the sacrificial missionary is in the same
bundle of life and of law as holds us all.
I should conclude that there never is
any suspension of human judgment and
sovereignty, though as a plus to it, there
may be transcendent help. Human
ingenuity must always co-operate with
Divine Providence and intuition to safe-
guard the precious life until its work is
done. Nothing could condone cowardice,
or compromise, or sleek self-considera-
tion, but doubtless, in harmony with
sanctified common sense, good missionary
ideals and precedents, with wise apostolic
practice, and with the Divine Example, it
may sometimes be both a right and a
duty to leave your post, in special emer-
gency, always provided that the post to
which you retire has now become your
new post of duty. But this word is written
in the full conviction that one whispered
intuition of the Holy Ghost in such an
hour of danger is worth all calculated
maxims though they were multiplied by a
million, or even to infinity.
The Observatory.
The Rev. Whitaker Bradley sends us
the following illustration of fertility in
what should always be a happy thing, col-
lecting for Missions. We thank you,
diligent comrade.
Florence Shaw, Hessle, Hull.
1918 ... 0 13 5
1919 ... 0 17 6
1920 ... 3 1 5
1921 ... 2 17 0
1922 ...400
1923 ... 3 16 3
1924 ... 4 17 6
1925 ... 5 7 10
1926 ...551
Total in the nine years .£30 16 0
Tithing !
Our Battersea Park Road Church,
London, has for the 13th year tithed its
hardy annual Bazaar. Total, £98 ; tithe
for Missions, £9 16s. The Secretary
says :
“We desire no honour, but we still
await the news of another church—rich,
or as poor and weak as we, who are in-
tending to do or have done akin to this.”
It has been suggested by the Interna-
tional Missionary Council that the time
has come for every Church to estimate its
responsibility in the form of a business
proposition. A magnificent interest is
shown by our business men in their
churches. Many a time they “must have
so much ” : and they get it.
May we not say to our own church :
if we raise £500 per annum for all other
purposes, we ought to guarantee the sum
of £100 additional for home and overseas
missions. There are churches who do
this who do not raise half the former sum,
so it is a reasonable suggestion.
The finest phase of this would be an
offe'r from church after church that they
will do it; Before they are asked !

The Rev. Donald Fraser, D.D.
THE latter is his African name and
means, ‘‘one who smiles with
any one.”
After many years in Nyasaland, Dr.
Fraser has come “back to Scotland ” to
act as the Home Organization Secretary
of his Church. Here is the address pre-
sented to him by his African brethren on
his departure from the field.
“We, as members of the Mombera
Native Association, have heard with
deep regret that you have received
a call from the home church to leave
your post here that you may serve
God in another noble work in Scotland.
As by God’s grace our eyes have been
opened, we must frankly say that we have
observed the following things in your
long and blessed service :
1. The people you came among were
utterly lost, and their spiritual life was
uncared-for : but you with your care for
the salvation of souls, proved yourself
an earnest follower of Christ’s Gospel by
preaching and by opening schools in very
many villages so that people in these
villages might be redeemed from sin and
its consequences. As the result of your
work there is to-day many a saved soul.
2. On the day when you first left Scot-
land you had only English music in your
mind, but after you lived among the
Ngoni here, you drew very sweet music
out of the native mind by encouraging us
to sing praises to God in native tunes,
and now Ngoni tunes are sung in many
languages in and outside Ngoniland.
3. As you saw a Christian Church
forming amongst us, you resolved to
teach us that a Church that is sympa-
thetic with the unsaved is a Church that
is blessed and grows strong within itself ;
and so you sent teachers to Marambo and
Usena to make Christ known to those
far-away lands. Glory be to God that
you did not only send teachers but your-
self went there constantly, preaching,
teaching, baptizing, celebrating Com-
munion, organizing the Church, opening
and inspecting schools.
4. Through God’s grace and help your
intellectual powers have been a great
store out of which new and helpful ideas
and plans have come from time to time
to feed and nourish the infant churches ;
and those who are spiritually-minded will
never forget you in this.
5. The Ngoni learned from you, that
you did not come from Scotland simply
for the redemption of men’s souls, but
for the redemption of their bodies as
well. We remember when the chiefs
were unwilling to take a hand in the great
war, you were the one who encouraged
us to take our share. We shall never
forget that memorable day when, at your
word, hundreds of men thronged to the
Boma at Mzimba to offer themselves.
6. In difficult circumstances, both
spiritual and physical, you have stood
firm in faith and hope for brighter days.
Surely you have proved yourself a real
optimist, and your encouragement in dark
times has put new life in us. We admit
that on the part of the people you came
to help there have been ingratitude, dis-
appointment, sin, and apostasies from
the Christian faith, but amid all you have
been found faithful in them. Hence, we
love you dearly and call you a father who
has begotten us through forbearance and
sympathy. ”
(“Missionary Review of the World.”)
On a recent Sabbath the Doctor was
asked to broadcast from a Scottish studio
and inter alia he said this :
“In October last there was celebrated a
jubilee wonderful in the history of missions
and of the progress of civilization. For it
was a jubilee which marked spiritual and
economic progress and at the same time
centred round the person of a man who had
pioneered it all, and through fifty years was
the master mind guiding it and is still alive,
Dr. Robert Laws. Of all the people who
took part in that celebration he alone could
visualize the extraordinary contrast of the
present with the past. On October 12th,
1875, a little steamer sailed into Lake
Nyassa ; it came not for trading or Govern-
ment purposes, but to carry the message of
peace to a people harried by war and living
under the shadow of a great dread.
“If you ask us what has been the greatest
evangelist in Nyassaland, without hesitation
everyone of us will answer, education and
schools. Here people learned the will of
God, that it is peace and not war, labour and
not indolence, cleanliness and not dirt, health
and not sickness. Here the light broke upon
them, revealing a God who is in the world
to-day guiding, controlling and calling them
into His fellowship.”