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THE author of this study of " The Baptist Family in 
Foreign Mission Fields " was for many years the efficient 
Foreign Secretary of the Woman's American Baptist 
Foreign Mission Society and during this period became 
familiar with its problems and its achievements. An in- 
timate and extended correspondence also enabled Miss 
Prescott to enter into a close and important personal 
relationship with the missionaries. 

The author has also been privileged to make two visits 
into the foreign mission fields under a commission for 
special study, and she has thrice journeyed around the 
world in -these same interests. The testimony of the eye- 
witness is thus added to the secretarial experience, and 
as a result we have within these covers a treasure-house 
of valuable information; vivid pen sketches of mission- 
ary adventure delightfully interspersed with human in- 
terest stories and anecdotes. The author sends to all 
of us her letters back home, and they constitute for us a 
Baptist missionary memorabilia which we have been 
waiting for and are glad to keep. 

Eeading groups and study groups will find this book 
a real aid in the visualization of our extensive foreign 
mission work. " Suggestions for Knowing the Baptist 
Family " will be found in the back of the volume and 


will be an indispensable aid to students, teachers, and 
program builders. The Department of Missionary Edu- 
cation heartily recommends the iise of this book in the 
circles of the Baptist family. 

Secretary of Missionary Education, 



Seniors and Adults. 

The Denomination, Women's Circles, Pastors, 
Mothers, Fathers, College Presidents, School- 
teachers, Travelers, Doctors, Gardeners, Lay- 
men, Kindergartners, Special Donors, and 
Everybody not otherwise mentioned. 


Intermediates and Young People. 

Sunday-school Scholars, Young People of the 
Baptist Union and Christian Endeavor, World 
Wide Guilds, Eoyal Ambassadors, College 
Students and High-school Boys and Girls and 
this must include you all. 


Bits from the letters to the Grown-up and In- 
between Folks, Crusaders, Cradle Rollers, 


Dear Folks: 

As I take my pen in hand to write these letters to you, 
I do it with the great desire that we may visualize, better 
than we do, the extent and the strength of our Baptist 
Family as a Christian force in other countries than our 
own. Some of us have an idea that there is not much 
value in the work of our Family, and therefore they are 
not at any pains to know much about it, nor do they 
seem to feel any responsibility for the great enterprises 
that have been begun and which rightly belong to us 
to maintain. Family pride is a worthy asset, if one does 
not carry it to unpleasant lengths by crowding against 
the neighbor next door. I am very much in earnest 
about this feeling among our Family, from the Grown- 
up down through the Little Folks, for it is usually true 
in life that those who are loyal to their own family are 
more likely to be faithful to the interests outside. 

Furthermore, our contacts with our Family in other 
lands have become stereotyped in our thought. We 
think, en bloc, of the evangelistic work, the medical and 
educational work, but what does the average American 
Baptist see, when such expressions are used? Through 
these informal letters to you, I would clothe these old 
familiar terms with the flesh and blood of real people, 
many of whom I have met face to face and who are 
actually living and serving and trying to be loyal mem- 
bers, not only of our Baptist Family but of Christ's 
kingdom on earth. To accomplish this purpose, I ask 


you to wander with me up and down through Oriental 
lands, tracing the various lines by which our Family is 
rendering its most constructive service. 

May I anticipate any critical comment on your part by 
adding that these letters are not intended to be ex- 
haustive. You will not find everything mentioned that 
might be. I feel like paraphrasing, from the Gospel of 
John, the statement that the author makes regarding his 
purpose in writing that matchless book : There were also 
a great number of other works which the Family is per- 
forming, which are not recorded in this book. But these 
have been recorded in order that you may believe more 
thoroughly in our Family and, believing, may more in- 
telligently and loyally give to the whole world the Life 
that comes through an acceptance of Jesus Christ. 

"We are a large Family now, with a heritage rich in 
faith and sacrifice, service and achievement. Baptists, 
young and old, may well glory in their genealogy and 
be thankful to God that we have, today, among world 
Christians, an honorable Family record. 

Faithfully yours, 



Let Us Read Together: 

After this I beheld, and lo, a great multitude, which 
no man could number, of all nations, and kindreds, and 
people, and tongues, stood before the throne, and before 
the Lamb, clothed with white robes, and palms in their 

And cried with a loud voice, saying, Salvation to our 
God which sitteth upon the throne, and unto the Lamb. 

And all the angels stood round about the throne, and 
about the elders and the four beasts, and fell before the 
throne on their faces, and worshiped God, 

Saying, Amen ; Blessing, and glory, and wisdom, and 
thanksgiving, and honor, and power, and might, be unto 
our God forever and ever. Amen. 

And one of the elders answered, saying unto me, What 
are these which are arrayed, in white robes ? and whence 
came they ? 

And I said unto him, Sir, thou knowest. And he said 
to me, These are they which came out of great tribula- 
tion, and have washed their robes, and made them white 
in the blood of the Lamb. 

Therefore are they before the throne of God, and serve 
him day and night in his temple ; and he that sitteth on 
the throne shall dwell among them. 

They shall hunger no more, neither thirst any more ; 
neither shall the sun light on them, nor any heat. 

For the Lamb which is in the midst of the throne shall 
feed them, and shall lead them unto living fountains of 


waters; and God shall wipe away all tears from their 
eyeSl Eevelation 7 : 9-17. 

And Now Let Us Pray: 

For this cause I bow my knees unto the Father of our 
Lord Jesus Christ, 

Of whom the whole family in heaven and earth is 

That he would grant you, according to the riches of 
his glory, to be strengthened with might by his Spirit 
in the inner man ; 

That Christ may dwell in your hearts by faith ; that 
ye, being rooted and grounded in love, may be able to 
comprehend with all saints what is the breadth, and 
length, and depth, and height ; 

And to know the love of Christ, which passeth knowl- 
edge, that ye might be filled with all the fulness of God. 

Now unto him that is able to do exceeding abundantly 
above all that we ask or think, according to the power 
that worketh in us, 

Unto him be glory in the church "by Christ Jesus 
throughout all ages, world without end. Amen. 

Ephesians 3 : 14-21. 


















INDEX ; 231 



Map, Itinerary for Traveling Members of Baptist 
Family , .Frontispiece 

Naga Schoolboys, Impur, Assam 16 

Opening Exercises of Harriet 8. Clough Memorial, 
Ongole, India 68 

Ma Hmi of Mandalay, Burma 82 

Baptism, Sendai Girls School. School in Distance . . 100 

The Tractor at Work on the Pyinmana Agricultural 
School Farm. It Does the Work of Fifty Men 
and One Hundred Oxen 118 

Girls in High School Living in Baptist Dormitory, 
Iloilo, P.I 124 

Opening Exercises of Middle School, West China 
Union University, Chengtu, West China 152 

Composing-room, Vernacular End of Mission Press, 
Rangoon, Burma 180 



AIM: To visualize the form of missionary work usually desig- 
nated as " evangelistic "; to show its scope and variety; to 
bring home to the American Baptist the fact that other mem- 
bers of the Family are actively at work for Jesus Christ. 


1. The Family in Church Variety of Organized Baptist 

Churches and Their Number. 

2. Family Sunday Schools. 

3. A Prayer-meeting at Kari, Assam. 

4. Woman's Societies in India and Burma. 

5. Baptist Pastors and. Some in Particular. 

6. A Party for the Children. 

7. Some Mothers of Our Family. 

8. A Young People's Meeting at Bacolod, Philippine Islands. 

9. World Wide Guild Girls at Mngpo, China. 

10. The Family Itinerates to Extend Its Influence. 

11. The Convention Habit. 



Dear Denomination: 

Here we are in Baptist Bay, as we have a perfect 
right to call it, for there are Baptists in front of us, 
Baptists behind us, and Baptists of England, Canada, 
and the United States to the left of us. We are glad of 
these three days of respite in crossing from Madras to 
Rangoon on this clean, comfortable, small steamer, for 
we have been traveling constantly since we landed in 
Calcutta, two months ago. 

Bay of Bengal. If it were not for an occasional ocean 
trip, few letters would be written home, for the train 
and the Ford car, visiting and sight-seeing leave little 
time and inclination for literary work, even of the simple 
variety of sending picture post-cards. Every day we 
have a lovely breeze on deck, a marvelously blue sky 
without a cloud, and a sunset that is beyond words to 
describe. I wish that I could send a piece of it home 
to each one of you all the colors of the opal and a 
dark grey, irregular smudge that streaks across the more 
delicate shades like a thin veil. 

This Letter About Baptist Churches. I must not 
spend time, however, on the landscape, for I have more 
important matters about which I wish to write you, and 
in a day's time we shall be in Rangoon, with more to see 
and to do. Since we reached India, we have spent a 
month in Assam, eighteen days in Bengal and Orissa, 
and a month in South India. In all of this time, how 



often do you think we have been to church ? We are not 
like the proverbial globe-trotter who leaves his religion 
at home when he goes off to see the world, for we have 
been to church service almost every day, and often two 
and three times a day. You should also know that we 
are not sampling all the different varieties of denomina- 
tions to discover which we like the best. We have been 
attending strictly to the business of going to Baptist 
churches, and it is surprising how many we have not 
had time to attend. That is the first point I wish to 
make plain in this letter home to you. Have you any 
idea how easy it is to find a Baptist church when you 
are in the Orient? Why? Because for a hundred 
years we have been busy establishing them. It would 
be a cause for real alarm if after a century there was 
little to show for all the generous outpouring of life and 

Number of Baptist Churches. The last annual report 
of the American Baptist Foreign Mission Society states 
that there are four thousand of these churches in Asia 
and Africa. If you plan your trip around the world 
wisely, that is, so that you may visit some of the members 
of your own Baptist Family, you will be able to become 
acquainted, perhaps, with twenty of these churches a 
month, if you travel by night and work all day. 

The Route to Assam. From Calcutta, we took a train 
at three o'clock in the afternoon, made a change at six 
the next morning, transferred to a steamer at eleven, to 
cross the Brahmaputra river, rode in the Mission Ford 
for half an hour, and arrived in time for luncheon at 
Gauhati, the beginning of a glorious month in Assam. 

Ward Memorial, Gauhati. On Sunday we went to 
the Ward Memorial Church, a sightly building of ma- 



terial resembling stone, in the center of the town, where 
we sat with Assamese Baptists of the Plains and wor- 
shiped God. Pastor Lezi Farwell, an Assamese, is the 
grandson of the first convert to Christianity in Assam. 

With the Nagas at Kohima. It was a very different 
group with whom we met for the Communion Service 
at Kohima, five thousand feet above sea-level, in the 
Naga Hills, and fifty miles from the railroad. There 
are in all forty thousand of these Angami Nagas, a 
friendly, pleasant, rugged people. It was a little 
wooden building, painted white, in which we sat with 
these Naga Baptists. They were wrapped in their 
blankets, with bare feet, and tiny braids of black hair 
sticking out behind on the heads of the men, and the 
unmarried girls with bobbed hair, according to their 
custom. We sang the old, familiar hymns, read from the 
Bible, bowed our heads in prayer, and broke the bread 
and drank from the cup, together, in memory of our 
common Lord. 

After the service we climbed higher up the hill, in 
the face of a sky which was a mass of brilliant sunset 
color, passed the home of a Baptist deacon, the roof of 
whose house was tightly shingled with Standard Oil tins, 
to a little stone church at the top, built by the Nagas. 
Close by the path, we passed the grave of an old woman, 
which was covered with stones, on top of which were 
her basket, water-bottle, weaving-sticks, and bed mat 
all the familiar utensils of her earthly life, ready for 
her use in the spirit world. 

It was an exciting trip to Tura, where members of 
our Family live who are known as Garos. A day's jour- 
ney on_the Brahmaputra river was prolonged to four, 
because the steamer stuck on a sand-bank for three days. 



Then caine nine miles on pony back through deep white 
sand to a government bungalow, where one spends (not 
sleeps) the night on a bed with springs whose rings no 
steamer-rug can disguise, followed by eighteen miles in 
a second-hand Ford, up-hill over a cart road and Tura, 
beautiful Tura, is at the top of the hill. 

The Garos of Tura. When evening comes, under the 
light of a full moon, we gather in the church, every seat 
taken by dark-skinned, blanketed forms men and 
women, however, representative of the more than eight 
thousand Christian Garos, who are an important branch 
of our Baptist Family. I wish you could have seen 
their faces, as hands were clasped in the spirit of Chris- 
tian brotherhood and these friends realized anew that, 
once a lawless, outcaste people, they are now accepted 
members of a Christian Family. 

Going to Church with the Oriyas. Returning to Cal- 
cutta, we made the twelve-hour journey by train to 
Balasore, in Orissa, a town which seems to be a series 
of villages and spreads over much space. There are 
many temples and mosques, and in almost every door- 
yard there is a tiny urn in which are growing the sacred 
tulsi tree and a few marigolds. On Sunday we attended 
the Baptist church and listened to a good sermon, in 
the Oriya language, by Mr. Nyack, one of the leading 
Indian laymen of Orissa. We knew it was a good ser- 
mon because occasionally he stopped to give us, in 
English, the various heads of his address. It may in- 
terest you to know that Mr. Nyack 's daughter, a Chris- 
tian college woman, the first Oriya woman to receive the 
B. A. degree, is the principal of a Government high 
school for girls at Cuttack, about one hundred miles to 
the south of Balasore. 



A Church from a Criminal Tribe. Thirty-six hours 
on the British mail train brought us to our Baptist 
Telugu Family. One of the most unusual churches we 
visited in South India was at Bitragunta, ten miles 
from Kavali, where six hundred adults and one hundred 
children from the better class- of the criminal tribes have 
been selected, given an acre of land to a family to cul- 
tivate, and formed into a Christian village. The church 
building had mud walls, thatched roof, dirt floor, and 
no windows or chairs. On one side, in the semilight, 
squatted the men, and on the other, the women and chil- 
dren old, hard, weather-beaten faces, ear, toe, ankle, 
and nose rings, scanty clothing yet human beings with 
souls that are being redeemed. 

A Church in the Deccan. It sent a 'thrill up and 
down our spinal columns to ride through the old, mys- 
terious city of Hyderabad, in the Deccan, where for 
years no foreigner was allowed to set foot. This was 
a part of the sixty-eight-mile auto ride from Secun- 
derabad to Mahbubnagar where Baptists have been at 
work for forty years, in one of the most difficult sections 
in India. We spent Sunday there and went to church 
a whitewashed building with its door opening on the 
road. Inside were wooden benches, a little organ, a 
platform and reading-desk and a quiet, orderly congre- 
gation of men in their cloth skirts and turbans, and the 
women in the folds of the Indian sari. The Indian 
pastor conducted the service, and the theme of the ser- 
mon was" Love." 


A Crowded Church in Moulmein. We reached Ran- 
goon yesterday and rushed away on the night train for 



this old city where Adoniram Judson lived so many 
of his missionary days. "We have already stood in the 
church where he preached and have seen the old pulpit 
that was his. The Burmese Baptists, however, have 
long ago outgrown this little church and now meet in 
the chapel of the Boys' School. I wish every one of you 
could have been here today. There were four hundred 
Burman girls on one side of the chapel, not a seat to 
spare, and as many young men on the opposite side, 
with the center pews filled with the fathers and mothers 
and children. The pastor is Saya Ah Syoo, a member 
of a large and well-known Baptist family and a man of 
fine education. Are we so far from home after all ? A 
crowded- church, a pastor who speaks English (as well 
as Burmese), a quartette rendering good music, the old 
hymns, the Bible reading, the sermon. And we would 
have you know that this is not the only church in 
town, attended by members of our Family. In Moul- 
mein on a Sunday you may worship with the Karens, 
the Talains, the Telugus and Tamils, and the Anglo- 
Indians as easily as with the Burmese. 


Three More Sundays in Burma. Since writing the 
above, we have had three wonderfully different Sun- 
days. The first was spent at Bassein, where there was a 
union service of three congregations Pwo Karen, Bur- 
mese, and Sgaw Karen. We met in the new building, 
erected and paid for by the Sgaw Karen Baptists. There 
were two thousand people gathered there, all from Chris- 
tian families. Do you visualize that, my readers ? Two 
thousand Baptists of Burma, in a building built and 
paid for by their own efforts, and supporting their own 



pastor and church work! "What matters it that the 
women wore no hats nor shoes, and that the men were 
in bright silk shirts and turbans ? 

On another day, it was in a small church on the 
campus of Judson College that we met with the students 
for the regular service of the college church. Prof. Htin 
Si preached the sermon a son of Saya Ah Syoo of 
.Moulmein and a member of the college faculty. The 
theme of this cultured young educator was " How shall 
we know God? " And his answer, given with no uncer- 
tain note, was that of the great apostle of the first cen- 
tury, " Only through Jesus Christ." 

Again, up through the hills and the wild mountain 
scenery of the Shan states, a train ride of twenty-four 
hours, we came to Taunggyi and, after riding along a 
road bordered with hedges of flaming poinsettias, we 
reached the simple church-school building where worship 
these rugged, sturdy Shans. Saya Bate, one of God's 
noble pastors, and Dr. Ah Pon and his beautiful wife, 
are leaders in this church and are spending their lives 
in unselfish service among the Shans. 


Not a word have I written to you since we left Burma 
and sailed for China and Japan on the slow cargo 
boats that are the only kind that make this trip. "We 
stopped at Penang and changed steamers at Singapore, 
each time feeling that we were losing valuable time, 
while for hours and days we watched numberless bags 
of rice carried over the side of the steamer and huge 
iron plates raised from the hold and dropped on the 
deck with a great clanging of machinery and the unin- 
telligible shouts of the workmen. 



Snap-shots in China. Since telling you just a little 
of the groups of our church people in India with whom 
we have met, we have accumulated more evidence, wher- 
ever we have been in China and Japan, that the Baptist 
Family is worth knowing. Here are a few snap-shots 
which you may enlarge for use at home : An old, white 
church building among the trees at Kakchieh, Swatow, 
packed with boy and girl students, teachers and older 
people ; across the bay, on a busy street in the heart of 
Swatow city, the new institutional church, making a 
specialty of giving the gospel to the business men of 
that thriving seaport town ; another narrow Chinese 
street in the city of Shaohsing, farther north, a new 
church in the center of the town, its doors open wide 
to all who will enter ; a quiet baptismal service outside 
the West Gate Baptist Church of Ningpo when five of 
the schoolgirls publicly acknowledge Jesus Christ; 
Shanghai College chapel and three hundred Chinese 
young men reverentially joining in the Christian service 
and singing the hymns as though they understood and 
believed the words. 

You would be delighted with the Fukuin Maru, the 
Gospel Ship of the Inland Sea of Japan the only ship 
of its kind afloat among the hundreds of islands and 
the million and a half of people of this fascinating part 
of the world and our Family possession. As long as 
I live, I shall never forget how I felt, one morning, when 
I looked over the deck rail of the big steamer which 
had come to anchor in Kobe harbor, and saw among the 
forest of dingy masts and sails of Japanese boats, a 
snow-white ship, flying the American flag. It stood out 
like a brilliant star on a dark night, and, silently there, 
was preaching a sermon on the Light of the World. 



The Fukuin Maru of the Inland Sea of Japan. Early 
on a Sunday morning, on the Fukuin Maru, we changed 
our position, amid the beautiful scenery of early sunrise, 
when the pale, lavender light made phantom ships of 
all the little sailboats that appeared on the horizon, and 
anchored at the island town of Setoda. We walked for 
a mile through a straggling, rather untidy village, until 
we reached a house, rented as a Baptist church. There, 
quietly sitting on the mat floor and waiting for us, were 
our Baptist friends. We took our places and the service 
began a sermon by Yoshikawa San on " Faith," fol- 
lowed by the Lord's Supper. Do you see clearly the 
details of this picture ? Noise without, children looking 
in at the door, a congregation sitting on the floor, heads 
bowed as the bread and the cup were passed " in re- 
membrance of Me. ' ' 

A Word from Sona Bata, Congo. An extract from a 
letter recently received, I am including here because it 
strengthens what I am trying to say to you that Amer- 
ican Baptists are only a branch of a great Family who 
gather regularly for the worship of our Lord and 
Saviour. This letter from which I am quoting has come 
from Sona Bata in Congo Beige : 

The people came in for the annual meeting until there were 
sixteen hundred present. Sunday was the great day. Forty-two 
were examined for baptism and church-membership, which made 
the total for the year one thousand one hundred and ninety-two. 
Then we met for the thanksgiving offering, when gifts are brought 
from all over the district. Eor more than an hour they gave 
and sang. The free-will gifts amounted to five thousand francs. 
This was followed by a great sermon by the pastor, Andre Nkusu, 
which lasted an hour and came to a close with the Lord's Supper 
m which a thousand took part. Thus ended one of the great days 
in one's life. 




Dear Sunday-school Scholars: 

At Kavali. This morning, Mrs. Bawden invited us 
to attend the Bible school with her, and as we did not 
want to miss seeing a thing, we accepted and, promptly 
at eight o'clock, put on pith sun-hats and stepped out 
from our room onto the veranda of the bungalow. To 
our surprise, Mrs. Bawden made no move to proceed, 
and, after we had waited for a few moments, we humbly 
suggested that we were ready and waiting. She looked 
at us and calmly said, " But you are in the Sunday 
school now." You may be sure we opened our eyes 
wide, and it was true all over the compound we saw 
groups of people sitting on the ground, in the shade of 
the few trees, on the verandas of the red stone houses, 
in the shadow of the buildings. It was a big, outdoor 
Sunday school, hundreds of boys and girls, fathers and 
mothers, in the still coolness of the early morning. 
Every Sunday, they meet in this way, for there is no 
building large enough to hold them all, a criminal tribe 
of India, seeking to learn the ways of our Family. 


A " White Sunday " at Swatow. It is the Sunday 
before Christmas, and all departments of the Sunday 
school at the Swatow Baptist church have been together 
on the lawn at Kakchieh outside the church. Although 
it is December, it has been a lovely, warm day with a 
clear, blue sky overhead, violets and roses in full bloom 
in the garden, and a wonderful view of Swatow Bay 



and River spread out before us. It was a festive occasion 
because all of the classes were to bring in their gifts for 
others. "We, in America, have done this sort of thing for 
years, but to the Chinese it is a new 'idea, for, without 
Jesus Christ, they have never been trained to give and 
to think of their needy neighbors. If you keep this fact 
in mind, you will be as surprised as we were at the con- 
tributions and at the individuality shown by the dif- 
ferent classes in the form given to these gifts which 
were brought to the platform by the class representa- 
tives. There were baskets of rice and sweet potatoes, 
cloth for jackets, money in bags and sewed to cards in 
the form of Chinese letters or in the shape of fish, and, 
most astonishing of all, a life-sized sheep made of bam- 
boo and covered with snowy wool for the wadding of 
the winter jackets. 


This place is really a suburb of Yokohama, and it is 
where the Mary L. Colby school for girls is located, high 
on a hill. It rained on Sunday afternoon, but in spite 
of that we started down the hill which was mostly thick, 
sticky mud, to visit the afternoon Sunday school in the 
village of Kanagawa, which is conducted by some of the 

A Snap-shot of An Afternoon Sunday School, Kana- 
gawa, Japan. I could not take a real snap shot with 
my kodak, because of the rain, so I send these details, 
and you can make the picture a narrow, muddy street, 
a small Japanese house with one room, a tiny veranda, 
and a shed adjoining which is used seven days in the 
week for a mill for pounding rice, a baby organ, a col- 
ored picture roll of the Bible lesson, little Japanese chil- 

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dren from the street and near-by houses, and two bright- 
faced schoolgirls in charge. Add to this, at every win- 
dow and door, other children with babies on their backs, 
looking in, a woman with a load of wood, an old man 
with a bent back. 

Number of Family Sunday Schools in the Orient. 
These are only three illustrations of the two thousand 
eight hundred Sunday schools which members of the 
Baptist Family attend in the Orient, and in which they 
teach and sing and do all of the other things that we 
think are necessary for a successful Sunday school. 
Some of these schools are small, others are large. Many 
have no roof over their heads, and some meet in rooms 
as comfortable as our American churches. Some read 
the lesson in Telugu or Visayan or Mandarin, and others 
sing in Japanese or Kachin or Garo. The point is, boys 
and girls, that Sunday schools are really quite the fash- 
ion in the Baptist Family, and that when you are meet- 
ing in America, one hundred and thirty-two thousand 
other boys and girls, in the Orient, are doing exactly the 
same thing that you are doing. 


Dear Folks Who Go to Prayer-meeting: 

First of all I must tell you where this particular 
prayer-meeting was held. Kari is a small village in the 
Naga Hills to the south of the Brahmaputra river to- 
ward the eastern part of Assam. It sounds simple to 
speak of the Nagas, but there are really the Angami, 
the Lota, the Ao and the Taungthu Nagas, and they 
speak different dialects, wear different clothes, and have 



different traditions. Kari is among the Ao Nagas. We 
arrived last night after thirteen miles on ponyback over 
narrow paths along the edge of the hills, with nothing 
often between us and a three thousand feet drop to the 
valley below. There are wonderful trees here, so tall 
that I can scarcely see the tops when I look straight up 
from the back of my pony. In the crotches of almost 
every tree are beautiful orchids and enormous begonias. 
Ferns, feathery bamboo, trailing vines, and large tree 
ferns are everywhere with cool, trickling streams in the 
crannies of the rocks, green parrots flying overhead, and 
a stillness and a beauty that enters one's soul, a peace 
that transcends the things of earth. 

A Night in a Bamboo House. In the late afternoon 
we reached this mission house on the top of the hill at 
Kari. It is an adorable place in which to spend a night. 
I wish you were all here. It would be great fun to have 
the Northern Baptist Convention meet here no re- 
porters, or telephones or railroads we could say just 
what we please and keep it to ourselves. Well, these 
would be your accommodations a house of three rooms 
built entirely of bamboo, the floor bending with one's 
tread, for there is only one layer of split bamboo on the 
upright poles which raise the house six or seven feet 
above the ground. In the center of the main room is 
the fireplace, which consists of a square of hard, dry 
earth held in place by a coping of bamboo. A fire in the 
evening supplements the feeble light of the two lan- 
terns, but woe betide this bamboo house if we go to bed 
leaving even the tiniest spark in the ashes, to lodge later 
in the thatch of the roof. The doors are squares of 
woven bamboo which must be securely locked at night, 
lest the monkeys come in and make away with the con- 



tents .of suitcases and food-box. In the center of the 
door is a loop of bamboo through which is passed a long 
bamboo pole. Every one knows that a hand from out- 
side could easily push that pole away, but in Naga Land 
the closed door is respected, although a bright, dark eye 
will twinkle through many a crevice in the walls, quietly 
watching the queer actions of the white-faced people. 

A Prayer-meeting at Kari, Assam. Now for the 
prayer-meeting. A preacher from a distance was pay- 
ing Kari a visit last night, and was to speak in the 
bamboo church at the foot of the hill. Deciding to at- 
tend, we took our feeble lantern and started. Step by 
step, as the light showed the way, we went down the 
steep, rocky hill, turning our long American feet side- 
ways to accommodate them to the narrowness of the 
stairs cut in the rock. At last, we found ourselves stand- 
ing on the veranda of the church which was filled with 
Nagas, mostly men, wrapped in their blankets, for the 
night was chilly. The lanterns, swinging from bamboo 
sticks which hung from the thatched roof, gave only 
a dim light and shone fitfully on the dark faces of the 
audience. All the men seemed to be wearing black 
caps but, upon closer study, these became a thick, bushy 
mass of hair, the lower part of the head being shaved, 
giving to each man the appearance of wearing a tam-o '- 
shanter and forgetting to remove it when in the house. 
I wish that there was a radio with a wave length to reach 
to Kari, so that you might hear the Nagas sing in rich, 
natural tones with a minor cadence that is strangely 
appealing. Eows of dark, blanketed figures sitting on 
backless benches, singing with Naga words the old hymns 
that we know so well, listening to the Naga words of the 
same Bible that belongs to our Christian experience, and 



bowing in prayer to the same Father whom we love; 
that is a Naga Baptist prayer-meeting in Kari, Assam. 


Dear Baptist Women: 

At Kavali, India. You really would not expect to 
find a well-organized woman's society at Kavali among 
the Brukala tribe of criminals, would you ? Well, that 
is just what is here, and we have this moment come to 
our rooms after attending a most interesting meeting. 
We met in the living-room of the mission bungalow, and 
all the women sat on the floor, and a baby boy was also 
there, sound asleep beside his mother. The president of 
the circle wore a bright red dress or sari, and had such 
an eager, intelligent face. I shall long remember her. 
After the usual music and opening exercises, which are 
much the same whether one is in India or at home, the 
program took the form of comparing notes as to the 
proper method of conducting woman's missionary socie- 
ties. I told how we do such things in America, and they 
told me how they handle the matter, and I was much 
surprised, as you ought to be, too, for there was an as- 
tonishing sameness. We study other countries, and they 
are taking up Japan and sending contributions to the 
earthquake sufferers. We are interested in the mission 
work in our own country, and so are they helping with 
the spread of the gospel in Kandukuru, India, where 
the Indian Christians are entirely responsible for the 
work done by our Family. We raise money by making 
things to sell and by the use of mite-boxes, and they 
showed me lace crocheted for sale, and the boxes which 



all of the women have and which are made out of clay 
found on the compound. So you see our ways and their 
ways are much alike. 


In Midnapore. This is one of the largest cities in 
Bengal and a center of the Hindu religion. It is a typi- 
cal Indian town with narrow streets and open sewers, 
but there is a Government College for boys and many 
educated Hindus and business men. You may remember 
the town as the home of Khanto Bela Eai, who was one 
of our Jubilee guests in 1921. Yesterday, we were 
invited to attend a meeting of the Woman's Society 
connected with the Baptist church of Midnapore, and 
of course we accepted, just as you would have done, 
had you been here. It was held in the dormitory of the 
girls' school, of which Miss Khanto is now the principal, 
a low, one-storied, white building, with a broad veranda 
and wide door. The women were wearing the dainty, 
striped cotton saris that I have seen for the first time 
in Midnapore. Some of them seem to be woven with 
two threads of different colors, which gives them a 
changeable, shimmering appearance that is very attrac- 
tive. Mrs. Eai, Khanto 's mother, is the president of 
the society and has been much interested in you, ever 
since her daughter came to America and you were so 
kind to her. She led the society in the foreign-mission 
study of the United States, with map talks and the read- 
ing of letters as Khanto Bela Rai made the tour of our 
Baptist churches. It was interesting to meet these 
women of Midnapore and to know that they are work- 
ing and caring for the same things that are dear to 
our hearts. 




Pwo Karen Women of Bassein. This afternoon we 
were invited to a union meeting of the women in the 
Pwo Karen Chapel. It rained, but everybody came 
until the room was full of daintily gowned women silk 
skirts of every hue, soft scarfs, white waists, and dark 
hair, perfectly combed. The most delightful part of the 
whole meeting was the presiding officer, who was Ma Mi 
Lone, a Pwo Karen who has been a teacher in the Bas- 
sein schools for years and is president of the Karen 
Woman's Home Mission Society for all Burma. It was 
a great pleasure to meet Ma Mi Lone and to watch her 
as she presided over the program. She is of medium 
height and a woman of great poise and dignity. She 
lias been the president since the organization of the 
society and is well known and much beloved by all 
the women of Burma. 


A New Society for Burma. We saw Ma Mi Lone 
again today, and also Dr. Ma Saw Sa, and Daw Mya, 
who is the wife of Saya Ah Syoo of Moulmein, and 
many other fine-appearing women of Burma. A great 
event took place this afternoon in the Lammadaw Bap- 
tist church of Rangoon, for there was organized the All- 
Burma Baptist Woman's Missionary Society, including 
all other than the Karen women who formed their 
society several years ago. Ma Mi Lone presided, as the 
president of the sister organization, until the new officers 
were elected. You will be interested in this group. The 
president is Daw Mya, who, besides being the wife of a 
pastor and the mother of a large family, is one of the 



busiest women in Burma. She is working with the 
Government in the Infant Welfare Work and takes a 
prominent part in the W. C. T. IT. She is a strong 
leader with a wealth of common sense and progressive 
ideas. The secretary, Ma Thin Tone, is one of the teach- 
ers in our Girls' School at Mandalay, and the treasurer, 
Ma Nyein May, a trusted teacher at Kemendine Girls' 
School. These two, alone, have a remarkable influence 
over more than seven hundred young women. Dr. Ma 
Saw Sa, whom we all remember so happily and who is 
one of the busiest doctors in all Burma, is a member of 
the Executive Committee. 

Already this society has two trained and consecrated 
Christian women to send out as field workers women 
who are doing what many American women have done, 
giving their time and strength and asking in return 
only their travel expenses. Daw Kyaw and Daw Bwint 
have a little property and so are independent. They are 
to travel among the churches, telling about the new 
society, forming circles in the churches, holding evan- 
gelistic services, and rendering any service that the 
women desire. 

There is an interesting story back of the organiza- 
tion, and I will give it to you as it was told to me : 

The Story of Daw Po U. " More than thirty years 
ago a young Christian Burmese woman, Daw Po U by 
name, read a tract about a woman in America who 
wanted to go as a foreign missionary. She accidentally 
fell from a window and injured her foot so badly that 
she was never able to go to the foreign field. But her 
heart was there, and as she could not go, herself, she 
devoted her life to earning money to send others. She 
made cardboard boxes for a living, and God prospered 



her work, and she was able in this way to give a great 
many thousands of dollars during her lifetime to the 
cause she loved. 

" In this Burmese girl's heart, too, grew the desire 
to spread the story of Christ. She was already in one of 
these foreign countries and so she gave her life to Chris- 
tian service. But she was not contented with that. In 
her heart was the desire to reach the vast territories 
beyond, that had never had even one missionary. As 
there was no prospect of doing so immediately, she 
started a small bank account, hoping that some day a 
foreign missionary society would be formed here in 
Burma and that she might have a part in it. She be- 
lieved that it would come, but to make sure that her 
money would count if God called her before the day 
came, she made a will leaving all she had to foreign mis- 
sionary work. Her faith was undaunted, and saving 
here and scrimping there, walking when she might have 
ridden, going without all but bare necessities, and wear- 
ing no jewelry (a very unusual thing in Burma), she 
added little by little to her bank account. While she 
was able to earn by outside means she worked as a Bible- 
woman, for nothing. She was with Miss Frederickson 
for many years. Later, as her meager funds gave out, 
she was obliged to accept from the mission ten rupees 
a month, about three dollars, with which she fed and 
clothed herself, putting every pice over and above into 
her fund. Later, as cost of living increased, she re- 
luctantly accepted fifteen rupees a month (five dollars), 
out of which she has given, many times, over a third to 
Christian work. 

" She is now an old lady and nearly blind, but every 
fair day and many rainy ones, too, she is out early and 



late with her basket filled with tracts and books to sell, 
and she is the first to bring us tidings of those who are 
sick or in trouble and who need our help. Like Simeon 
of old who was permitted to see the Christ-child before 
he died, Daw Po U has been permitted to live to see the 
beginning of the Burmese Woman's Foreign Missionary 
Society. At the first Executive meeting of the Society 
she came up and presented the women with four hun- 
dred rupees, the sum she had been able to save. She 
said, ' I had hoped and prayed that I might be able to 
save five hundred rupees, but I was unable to.' 

' ' And so in the hearts of consecrated women in 
Burma the hope has been growing that they might have 
a part in foreign mission work, too. The financial situa- 
tion at home and the need of our Woman's Society in 
America made the women feel that they, too, wanted 
to get under the load and lift. The little that they could 
do would not be of much material help to the Board 
immediately, but they wanted the women of America to 
feel that the Christian women here were not unapprecia- 
tive of what has been done for them, and as fast as 
they are able they want to bear the burden." 


Dear Baptist Pastors: 

This is an interesting old town that rambles along the 
banks of the Sittang river, where Baptists have been 
working for seventy-two years among the Burmans, the 
Paku and the Bwe Karens. While we have been visit- 
ing here, the Bwe Karen pastors have been having a five- 
day conference. I wish that you could have held your 



Ministers' Monday Conference with them. You would 
have looked at them, and they would have gazed long at 
you, for you two do not look much alike. 

Bwe Karens of Toungoo. The Bwe Karens are a hill- 
people, backward and untrained. They have had little 
experience with cleanliness, sanitation, and the usages 
of modern civilization, but they are willing to learn and 
are a friendly, pleasant people. Many of these pastors 
who are here from their parishes in the hills look like 
gnarled old trees that have, for years, withstood the wind 
and weather. Their faces are wrinkled and seamed, 
their clothes old, and their turbans not overly fresh; 
few have ever visited a dentist, and their hands are 
rough and horny. They have come, however, not by 
auto or trolley or train, but on foot for miles, for Bible 
study and conference together, with the hope that they 
may be able to give the gospel more intelligently to the 
thousands of Bwe Karens back in the hills. 


Sgaw Karens of Rangoon. Today we were invited to 
meet the Sgaw Karen pastors of the Eangoon district, 
who were in conference for several days. This is a very 
different group from the Bwe Karens of Toungoo, for 
the Sgaws have lived more among people, are better or- 
ganized and have a very definite evangelistic and educa- 
tional program. These men, however, show the marks 
of time and weather. You would not consider them 
" well groomed," if you should find them delegates to 
the Northern Baptist Convention, nor could many of 
them understand your English tongue. But they were 
applying themselves with real earnestness to Bible study 
and to the acquiring of the newest methods in Sunday- 



school and church work, that the one hundred thousand 
Sgaw Karens of the Rangoon district may be led to 
attempt greater things for Jesus Christ. 


Route to Kinhwa, China. We had a great time get- 
ting here. It is not as easy as it looks on the map, and 
much more exciting. You would not leave your parish 
very often, if you were pastor of the Kinhwa Baptist 
Church. This is the process: Five hours in the train 
from Shanghai to Hangchow ; a Chinese launch for a 
day on the river ; a houseboat from midnight until three 
o'clock the next day; a sedan-chair across country until 
midnight, in the crisp coolness of a starry winter night. 
Then you have reached Kinhwa, only you are outside 
the wall and the gates are locked. If you can prove that 
you have a right to be inside, the old Chinese gatekeeper 
will take an iron key, a foot long, and very slowly unlock 
the three gates that admit you to the city. 

Pastor's Complimentary Dinner at Kinhwa. Well, 
having arrived, amid the barking of the dogs of the 
street and the stares of all varieties of night-roaming 
Chinese, you will be delighted to find yourself safe with 
some of the members of your own Family. As you come 
from America, Pastor Chow will arrange to welcome 
you with a dinner you see the same method prevails in 
both America and China. Mr. Chow is the pastor of the 
Baptist church, which has a good cement building, the 
gift of an American woman. The dinner, however, is 
given in the pastor's home, which is a comfortable house, 
simply furnished in Chinese style. As the guest of 
honor, you sit on the raised seat, which is covered with 
a beautiful tiger-skin rug. As all of this would really 



happen to you, should you visit Kinhwa, you may be 
interested in what you are to have to eat. This is the 
order and number of the courses, and you must taste 
each one; (1) Fried fish, (2) chicken, (3) minced crab- 
meat, (4) minced shrimp, (5) red jelly, (6) cabbage and 
pork, (7) whole fish, tail, eyes, and all, (8) sweetmeat 
tart, (9) sour fruit tart, (10) noodles, (11) bamboo 
sprouts and lotus seeds, (12) brown olives, (13) pea- 
nuts, (14) pumolo, (15) rice, (16) green plums, (17) 
compote of dates, (18) oranges. 



Rev. A. L. Maity of Jamshedpur. We have some very 
interesting men in our Family as Baptist ministers. 
There is Rev. A. L. Maity of Jamshedpur, India, the 
largest steel center in India. Here and in the suburbs 
live eighty-seven thousand Indians to whom this man is 
free to go with the story of Jesus Christ. He is a quiet, 
dignified man who realizes his great opportunity and 
his responsibility. His home is in a comfortable house, 
among the people he serves, so that he teaches con- 
stantly the lesson of the Christian home. He has, how- 
ever, to explain the habits and the lack of religion in 
many of the two hundred business men of so-called 
Christian nations, like England and America, who are 
also in Jamshedpur, and this makes his task sometimes 
very difficult. 

Saya Bate of Taunggyi. Then there is Saya Bate of 
Taunggyi, Burma. He was born a Buddhist and was 
first inclined to Christianity, through boarding with a 
Christian family. He studied law and became a success- 



ful lawyer, but he was not satisfied and, after a long 
struggle, decided to prepare for the ministry. His won- 
derful ability for acquiring languages and his zeal in 
undertaking pioneer work has led him to isolated places 
like Loikaw, Kengtung, and across the Chinese border, 
where he has suffered many dangers and hardships. He 
speaks Burmese, Sgaw and Pwo Karen, Lahu, Shan, 
some Chinese, Taungthu, and also English. Now he is 
the pastor of the Shan Baptist church in Taunggyi, has 
been the president of the All-Burma Convention, and has 
held many other responsible positions in our Family in 
Burma. He is a splendid example of consecrated Chris- 
tian service. 

Thara U San Baw of Tharrawaddy. Another pastor 
in Burma whom it is a pleasure to meet is Thara U San 
Baw of Tharrawaddy, who, although he has never been 
ordained, is now in charge of the evangelistic work of 
the Tharrawaddy district, which has a population of 
twenty-five thousand. He was educated in the mission 
schools of Tharrawaddy and Rangoon and, for twenty- 
two years, was the superintendent of the school in the 
former town, where nearly five hundred Karen boys and 
girls are enrolled. His ability as an educator has been 
marked, and his work has often been commended by the 
Director of Public Instruction. He has held many posi- 
tions of trust in the Mission and on the District School 
Board, and has also been one of the five Karen Chris- 
tian Baptists in the Legislative Assembly of Burma. 

Now, his energy as a traveling evangelistic mission- 
ary is tireless, and his reports read like the triumphant 
progress of a conqueror: " At Parlay Kwin, ten were 
baptized ; at Udo, forty showed an interest in the gospel ; 
at Kanthayu, twenty-two were baptized "; and so on. 



Perhaps his greatest joy came when his brother and 
twenty-five others from his home village were baptized. 

Rev. T. C. Wu of Shanghai. Then there is Eev. T. C. 
Wu, who is pastor of the North Shanghai Baptist 
Church, which is in a rented building on one of the 
busiest streets in Shanghai. He is a graduate of Koch- 
ester Theological Seminary and of Chicago University, 
and has a most attractive and helpful wife. He is put- 
ting into his work the proverbial Western hustle, for 
every part of the building is in constant use. Besides 
the preaching services and the Bible school, there is the 
Day-school, the English Evening-school, the Popular 
Education school, the Men's Hostel, and Library and 
Eeading-room and the Parsonage all in one building. 
Mr. Wu has an interesting method for inducing his con- 
gregation to attend the services on time, which American 
pastors might well copy. Standing by the pupit is a 
large sign with the inscription ' ' I AM LATE. ' ' 

Pastor Dzin of Shaohsing. You would also enjoy 
knowing Pastor Dzin of Shaohsing. He, like Paul, has 
been beaten for Christ's sake, and his home looted by 
an angry mob. For thirty years he has been the pastor 
of the Shaohsing church which, once a feeble group of 
timid people, is now one of the largest congregations in 
East China, with a Bible school which numbers over five 
hundred scholars. 

Rev. Donald Fay of Chengtu. Then there is Eev. 
Donald Fay of Chengtu, who is also a graduate of 
Eochester Theological Seminary. He has been back in 
China three years, and he has been an exceedingly busy 
man, for Chengtu has a population of half a million and 
is the educational center of the province and the Mecca 
of students. Mr. Fay, with his Western education and 



new methods, is much in demand. He has taught in the 
University, been chairman of the Chengtu Christian 
Council and a prime mover in planning for the "West 
China General Conference. He has had large congre- 
gations, and his series of prayer-meeting talks on the 
Old Testament has created much interest, so that, after 
a special group of meetings ending with Easter, forty- 
two were received into church-membership. 


Rev. Hajime Watanabe of Tokyo. Rev. Hajime Wa- 
tanabe is one of our aggressive and successful Tokyo 
pastors. He has had pastorates in Hokkaido, Mito, and 
Yokohama, but his outstanding work has been in con- 
nection with the Yotsuya Baptist church in Tokyo. 
Coming to the church when it was handicapped with a 
poor, inadequate building, he has strengthened and de- 
veloped the members so that the people have been ready 
to make a wise and intelligent use of the new building 
provided through the New World Movement. His 
friends say of Mr. Watanabe that he plans his work, 
and then works his plan hard. With his noble Chris- 
tian wife he has maintained a fine home, one of the fruits 
of which is the son, Kazutaka Watanabe, who has been 
wonderfully blessed in his work in the Sunday schools 
and among the students, and who, since his graduation 
from the Imperial University, has come to Colgate Uni- 
versity for further preparation for the ministry. 

Number of Baptist Pastors in the Orient. These are 
only a few of the four hundred and fifty ordained men 
who belong to our Baptist Family, to whom should be 
added the sixteen hundred and eighty-five who are 
preaching, although not yet ordained. It will be inter- 



esting, when the radio is perfected so that moving 
pictures can be produced from the ether, or aeroplanes 
can carry convention loads of people, to arrange a Minis- 
ters ' Conference to include all the pastors who are work- 
ing together for the same great goal. There .would 
surely be encouragement .and inspiration in thus con- 
ferring and praying together, even though the outward 
habiliments differ and these men " come from the ends 
of the earth." 


Dear Jewels and Cradle Roll Babies: 

Such a lovely party as we had today in the big living- 
room of Sherwin bungalow, on our Baptist Compound 
at Kakchieh! All the babies were there, in their very 
best clothes and their bonnets, too. Did I hear you say 
something about dainty pink gingham dresses with bloom- 
ers to match? Well, you are quite wrong. No proper 
Chinese mother would dress her baby in those poor, thin 
garments. No, these Chinese babies wore wadded trou- 
sers down to their tiny heels, several short jackets, one on 
top of the other, so thick that their arms stuck right out 
straight. On their heads were crocheted bonnets, deco- 
rated with two little ears to look like a cat. They all 
looked like toy men, for there seemed no way to tell the 
boys from the girls. 

Their mothers came to the party, too, for the babies 
were shy. Some of them wailed, but when the time came 
for the little cakes, they were all able to eat their share. 
Each one was given a toy with which to play and later 
to take home. It was not a quiet party, because 



the babies cried on different keys, and whenever they 
cried too loudly the mothers ran out to the veranda with 
them, so that some one was always coming in or going 
out. But when it came time to go home, the babies 
smiled, and the mothers declared that they had had a 
lovely party. 


Dear Baptist Mothers: 

Mrs. Dzin. Mrs. Dzin is the wife of the pastor of the 
Shaohsing church and is the mother of five children. 
When one of the members of the church was asked how 
it happened that all of the Dzin children were turning 
out so well, he replied, " Look at their Christian mother, 
there is your answer." 

Mrs. Dzin opened the first school for girls in Shaoh- 
sing and carried it on for eighteen years. She has also 
started Bible classes and taught in the Woman's School, 
besides caring for her home and children. She and 
Pastor Dzin often read aloud in the evenings, and she 
was so enthusiastic over the " Life of Moody " that she 
gave extra time to pass it on to the women in the church. 


Mrs. Liu of Suifu. Do you know Mrs. Liu? Well, I 
would like to introduce you to her. She was for years in 
our Woman's Hospital at Hangyang and later followed 
our medical work to West China. She is a wonderful 
Christian mother. Her son, Dr. Herman Liu, came to 
America and a few years ago received his Ph. D. in edu- 
cation. He is now head of the department of education 



of the National Committee of the Y. M. C. A., and travels 
extensively over China, already having a large acquain- 
tance with both the Christian and the Government 
schools. He is a member of the North Shanghai Baptist 
Church and a worthy son of a fine, Christian mother. 


Mothers of Morioka. Today I have seen a whole room- 
ful of mothers Japanese ones, meeting in the tiniest 
little Japanese house in a garden, sitting on the floor, 
everything about them in perfect order, not one black 
hair out of place, and all their geta or shoes in neat 
rows outside the door. They have met to talk about the 
Baptist Kindergarten which their children attend and 
which has a new building, that these mothers are plan- 
ning to furnish. Already they have raised fifteen hun- 
dred yen, or seven hundred and fifty dollars, and they 
are hoping for a larger sum. They are much interested 
in this work and in the program of the afternoon, which 
consists of music, short talks, and refreshments. You 
see, they really love their babies and want them to have 
the right start in school life. 


Mothers in Tokyo. More mothers ! These have come 
for a cooking lesson. Japanese husbands and sons are' 
demanding foreign cooking, so these mothers must keep 
up and learn new recipes. Today it is an omelet. They 
line up around the cook-stove in the kitchen, each with 
a little notebook and pencil, and watch with sharp, 
bright eyes every move of the cook as she beats the eggs 
and " tosses " up the omelet. Then later, they resolve 
themselves into a tasting committee of the whole and eat 




up the omelet, each one determined to go home and at 
once make one just as good for her dear husband. They 
also request that, at the next lesson, they shall be shown 
how to make bread, which will help them to solve an 
economical problem, as flour is cheaper now, in Japan, 
than rice. Thus are Japanese mothers like American 
ones they strive by feeding their husbands to keep a 
happy home. 

Before these mothers separated, however, there was 
added to the cooking lesson a service of Christian hymns, 
a brief Bible talk, and a prayer. These mothers, there- 
fore, took home with them more than a recipe for omelet. 
They took home with them the precious seed sown in 
their hearts. 



Dear Young People of the Baptist Young People's Union 
and Christian Endeavor: 

You would enjoy having a convention at Bacolod. 
You would double the attendance if you should advertise 
the method of arrival, for when the steamer comes in 
sight of this island of Negros, a dozen or more little two- 
wheeled, springless carts, drawn by carabao, come out 
to meet the v boat as far as the animals can walk and until 
nothing is seen of them but their heads. Then you must 
go down the ladder on the outside of the steamer and 
jump into the cart. If you land safely, it will probably 
be necessary to put your feet on the narrow board seat 
and use the edge of the cart for your own seat, if you 
would arrive on shore with dry feet and baggage. Bap- 



tist young people would think that lots more fun than 
just an ordinary gangplank. 

Sunday Night Young People's Meeting. We are 
spending a week-end in Bacolod, and so attended the 
young people's meeting, Sunday evening. Seventy-five 
fine-appearing boys and girls, mostly from the Govern- 
ment high school, were present. The president of the 
society was also a student and apparently a natural 
leader. He presided over the meeting, which did not 
have one dull or unoccupied moment, for every one 
seemed ready to take part. The topic was " Are you a 
' Yes but ' ? " School feeling was running high in 
regard to Sunday interschool baseball, and that very 
clay a game had been played, so that the comments on 
this topic were pointed and sincere. You can rightly be 
proud of such relatives as these young Filipinos who are 
trying to stand firm for their Christian ideals in the face 
of non-Christian tendencies. They would be an addi- 
tion to any young people's society in the United States. 


Dear World Wide Guild Girls: 

It was great fun to be invited to a meeting of the 
World Wide Guild of Ningpo. It was held last night 
in the lecture-room of the school. You would have won- 
dered where you were had you been here, for it sounded 
so natural and familiar that it was difficult to realize 
that home is twelve thousand miles away. 

All of the setting was Chinese, and the girls were 
surely bright-eyed, dark-haired Chinese girls, wearing 
black trousers and short jackets. The scene of their 



program, however, was laid in the United States, and 
they were playing at being American girls. They read 
letters from Miss Hill and Miss Zimmerman, who are our 
missionaries at Ningpo (and you should have heard the 
things they told on themselves).' They had copies of 
" Our Work in the Orient " under their arms, and they 
pointed out, on a map, the location of Ningpo and 
showed pictures of the school and the girls. Then they 
packed a box to be sent to Miss Hill for Christmas, with 
all the American trinkets that they could find. They had 
such a good time, but it was not all imagination, for, 
as the time came for closing, they formed a circle around 
the big room and, marching in perfect step, laid on a 
specially decorated table little envelopes which con- 
tained their Christmas offering. Then they joined hands 
and bowed their heads in a good-night prayer. 


Dear Baptist Travelers: 

Itinerating is a most interesting occupation, when it 
is engaged in once in a lifetime. I can imagine it must 
become a wearisome method of preaching the gospel to 
many a missionary who is enervated by the climate and 
tired from overwork. We used to expect the itinerating 
members of the Family to travel by ox-cart or on foot. 
Now, however, the Ford car, whatever its age, obliterates 
space and multiplies time. It was by this means that 
we went to Santalia, which is an unworked section of 
Bengal, among the Santals, a backward people who are 
proving most responsive to the gospel. It was a trip of 
eighty-three miles over fairly good roads and across a 

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river. The car was taken through the water, which came 
just short of the body of the car, by eight Indian men 
who pushed while Doctor Murphy at the wheel tried 
to steer a straight course for the opposite bank. The 
women of the party were carried across ill chairs, im- 
provised from the hands of more Indian men, and were 
kept from slipping into the water by a tight hold of their 

This trip was really for the purpose of spying out the 
land, in response to a Macedonian call for the gospel, 
from the Santals, of whom there are two hundred thou- 
sand. The Government has turned over to the Baptist 
Family the entire management of the education of these 
people, so that there is also a unique opportunity to 
preach the gospel. Many of our Family spend months 
in going among people who have never heard of Jesus, 
living in tents and traveling from village to village. For 
instance, Mr. Baker of Ongole says that out of twenty- 
eight years as a missionary, he has spent six years in 
touring traveled fifteen thousand miles on his bicycle. 

Dear Convention-goers: 

We motored here from Jorhat, for miles, through mar- 
velous tea-gardens. As far as we could see, there were 
only the low, level plains of bright green which indicate 
the new growth of' tea leaves or the soft grey of the 
bushes, cut back by the sharp pruning-knives of the 
coolies, who scarcely glance at us as we pass by. 

Our object in coming to this out-of-the-way place was 
to attend the annual meeting of the district association. 

An Association in Upper Assam. It has been a great 
experience, I assure you. There seems to be no real 



town only a cart road with a small, white ehnrch on one 
side, and on the other a big, temporary hall of bamboo, 
built to shelter the eight hundred Assamese Baptists who 
have gathered for the meeting. They sit on the straw 
on the dirt floor, closely packed together, without any 
aisles. On a rough platform stands the presiding offi- 
cer. I wish you could see him skirt and turban of 
cotton, worn coat of English tweed, face unshaved 
nothing about him to attract or command attention. Yet 
he holds that audience with wonderful skill. His name 
is Begen Williams. Years ago, a non-Christian, he was 
so impressed to see a little group of Christians praying, 
that he made inquiry as to what they were doing and, 
later, gave his heart to Jesus Christ. He has since be- 
come one of the strong leaders among Assamese laymen. 
His daughter is a graduate of our Normal Training 
School at Nowgong, and is now a teacher in our Girls' 
School at Grolaghat. 

This letter is already too long and should be started 
on its way to you. One can not travel thus among the 
Family, without repeating many times, " We never 
dreamed it was like this so much like home." 




AIM: To exhibit the " medical work " of the Baptist Family in 
the Orient; its character, its variety, its isolation; to intro- 
duce a few of the Oriental members of the Family who are 
following the medical profession; to show the close connection 
between the work of the doctor and the nurse and the preach- 
ing of the gospel. 


1. Where Some of the Family Go When They Are Sick; Udaya- 

giri, Ningpo, Shaohsing. 

2. Some of Our Family Doctors. 

3. The Boon of a Hospital in Isolated Places Sooriapett, Nal- 


4. American Women Ministering to Their Sisters Women's 

Hospital, Nellore; Ellen Mitchell Memorial Hospital, Moul- 

5. Nurses in the Family. 

6. A Dispensary for Students. 

7. Memorial Hospitals. 




Dear Denomination: 

This letter may have a jerky sound, for two reasons: 
First, that is the way this train is moving ; and second, 
I can only write as we stop at the stations, so my remarks 
may not be well connected. We could not secure space 
in a first-class compartment and are, therefore, in an old, 
second-class car, which has evidently seen much service, 
and is doing its best to tell the world about it. We are, 
as a result, in the process of having company, as people 
get in and out at the different stations. For the last two 
hours, we have had a lordly Mohammedan gentleman, 
dressed in loose, white garments and a big turban, who 
stretched himself at full length on one of the leather 
benches and talked out loud to himself in Urdu. 

Purpose of Epistle II. My last letter to you described 
our Family directly at work for Jesus Christ preaching 
and teaching the Word of God and baptizing in the name 
of the Father and the Son and the Holy Ghost; work 
that we know as evangelism. Today, I want to begin to 
tell you something about the " next best," the work that 
heals the body but, almost without fail, appeals to the 
soul, the work for which Jesus set the example. 


Isolation of Udayagiri. There has been no time to 
write further until now that we are safely at Udayagiri. 



How did we get here? Well, we left the mail train at 
Kavali, where Mr. Bawden met us with the Ford car 
given to him by the Lake Avenue Baptist Church of 
Rochester, N. Y., and motored us fifty miles away from 
the railroad to Udayagiri. You may be sure that we are 
grateful for that car, which is a recent acquisition. For 
nearly forty years our Family has made this trip by 
ox-cart or small Indian pony, taking almost three days 
for the journey. 

This is a part of India which has felt the famine 
keenly. For five years in succession the rains have 
failed. Think of hoping for forty-seven inches of rain, 
and then, when only five inches fall, seeing your food 
for a year dry on the ground as though baked in a 
furnace ! Only one meal a day is the rule here, and as 
a result no one has any ambition or energy to get ahead 
in life. 

Etta Walerbury Hospital. Never have I seen any 
buildings so immaculately clean as this Etta Waterbury 
Hospital and, in fact, every building on the compound 
is spotless and in good repair. Very little of the money 
of the Baptist Family has been used here, but rather 
gifts from Famine and Christian Herald funds, aside 
from the hospital and the new tuberculosis ward. 
Everything is very simple, and when you read this state- 
ment please do not think of even the simplest, smallest 
hospital you know in America, for that would be a palace 
in comparison with this little white gem at Udayagiri, 
without electricity or gas or running water. Imagine at- 
tempting to run a hospital without being able to turn on 
a faucet, but rather being forced to count the drops from 
the jar daily brought in on the shoulder of a coolie, and 
of performing major operations by the light of an oil 



lamp ! Yet the average mission hospital lacks these two 
important essentials plenty of water and artificial light 
besides many other things that a modern doctor con- 
siders absolutely necessary, such as a quick, sure, sani- 
tary method of disinfecting his instruments, rubber 
gloves which have not deteriorated over night, and many 
remedies that do not keep their strength in an Oriental 

Doctor Stait's Own Statement. In spite of such sim- 
ple equipment, Doctor Stait gave over forty-seven hun- 
dred treatments last year. This is what she says of the 
cases : 

This year has been unique in the number of patients brought 
in from the jungle where the grass-cutters or woodmen have been 
attacked by vicious bears that haunt these mountains. Bears rake 
their victims fore and aft, so that when they are brought to us 
there seems little to work on, and yet we have not lost one case, 
although some have been ill for six weary months. We have also 
a marked number of people sick with some intestinal trouble, 
probably due to the fact that Udayagiri has just had its first 
monsoon in six years. 

We have been through the hospital wards, which are 
quite bare except for the cots with iron or wooden 
frames, and canvas in place of springs or mattress. The 
nurses in their white saris with red bands, the uniform 
of the hospital, accompanied us and described the 
various cases of which they had charge: pneumonia, 
a mother with her baby, two days old ; malaria ; a bad 
ulcer, etc. There were neat supplies of blankets and 
bandages, bottles with all kinds of drugs, and a small 
case of carefully cherished instruments. We visited the 
new tuberculosis ward, a much needed addition, at a 
little distance from the main hospital, where the patients 



may each have a separate room. It is built of brick with 
a stone foundation, has tiled floor and is whitewashed 
inside and out, at a total cost of less than a thousand 

The Real Object of a Mission Hospital. There are 
always one or more Bible-women or evangelists at a 
Mission Hospital to tell to each patient the story of 
Jesus. During the dispensary hours, while the doctor 
and nurses are busy, the Bible-woman talks to those who 
are waiting, sings to them, and in other ways sows some 
seed that may later bear fruit. To those who remain in 
the hospital she goes every day, sits with them, reads 
simple passages from the Bible and tells over and over 
the Old Story. Udayagiri is like all our other mission 
hospitals, never forgetting the real object in view to 
reach the soul of the one who comes for bodily healing. 


This city is miles away from Udayagiri, India, from 
which I last wrote you. How did we get here? Well, 
yesterday at four o'clock, we took a small steamer from 
Shanghai, and arrived at seven this morning. Then 
we got into a little coop with walls and a roof and a 
wooden shelf for a seat called a sedan-chair and with 
a Chinese coolie between the shafts, behind and before, 
we jiggled and joggled from the landing-place to the 
hospital compound. I should add that we were accom- 
panied by a drizzling rain which made the narrow streets 
dark and the stone paving wet and slippery. 

Ningpo, China. Ningpo is a nice old town on the 
banks of a yellow river of the same name. There are 
about three hundred thousand people here, an old, grey, 
stone city wall and some interesting Confucian and Bud- 



dhist temples. The city has an extensive reputation 
throughout China, because of the enterprise of its citi- 
zens, many of whom commute to Shanghai and there 
conduct large business concerns. 

Testimony of Mr. Chang. This hospital is located on 
the banks of the river, is old and rambling, but it has had 
a remarkable history since medical work was first started 
here, in 1843, by Doctor McGowan. Here is just one 
illustration of its work and influence : 

Soon after Doctor Grant came to Ningpo, in 1889, Mr. Chang, 
the leading scholar of the city, sent for him to come to see his 
child who was ill with pneumonia. As it was difficult to carry out 
the proper nursing in a Chinese home, the baby was taken to 
Doctor Grant's home, where the struggle for life went on. 
Doctor and Mrs. Grant watched over the child night and day until 
the crisis was passed and the little one on the road to recovery. 
Last summer, the old gentleman's grandson came down with 
that dread disease, cholera. He was brought at once to the hos- 
pital and his life was spared. Here is a letter which Mr. Chang 
wrote shortly afterward: 

Dear Doctor Grant: I was gratitude to have seen my grand son 
returned in fine condition from your hospital. It is you are the 
saver of our family. How should we thank you for your great 
deeds. I can not express in words of thankness for your work 
you have done to us, but wish God will bless you and your fellow- 
doctors. My grand son Wei Ling is now deciding to repent his 
sins which he had committed and pray God will protect him in 

Yours cordially, 


Chinese Local Interest. As a result of such friend- 
ships as is indicated in this letter, the Chinese of Ningpo 
are showing remarkable interest in the future of the 
hospital and in its present need of new buildings. Al- 
ready the Chinese gifts for this latter purpose amount to 



more than sixty thousand Mexican dollars, and the goal 
set by the Chinese is twice this sum. The movement has 
been sponsored by the local governor, who has con- 
tributed two hundred and fifty thousand bricks of excel- 
lent quality, some of them over four hundred years old, 
from the parapet of the city wall which has been torn 


It was a new experience, coming here from Ningpo, 
which we left at two o 'clock yesterday. We came a short 
distance in a tiny train; then, after a walk of half a 
mile to the canal, we took the mission house-boat and 
arrived this morning in time for breakfast, in this old 
city, often called the " Venice of China." 

Travel on a Chinese House-boat. A night on a house- 
boat ! I wish you had been along, for some thousands 
more would not have made our quarters much tighter 
than they were with only four passengers. A house- 
boat has a tiny, triangular deck at each end, which the 
boatman and the " boy " occupy. In the middle, covered 
with a bamboo mat, at a height that allows one to stand 
upright only in the exact center, is the living and din- 
ing-room by day, and the sleeping quarters for the 
night. All there is to what you might call these palatial 
apartments, is a space through the middle and two 
lengthwise, wooden seats. At night two additional 
boards are put through the center and the space disap- 
pears. You are shelved for the night. Supper is cooked 
by the boy on a tiny charcoal brazier, and the courses are 
eaten in relays as they come from the fire. There was a 
glorious full moon last night, and we sat late on the 
tiny deck, moving silently over the silver, winding rib- 



bon of the canal, away from the villages, through the 
quiet country, with no sound but the dipping of the oar 
and the occasional subdued call of the boatman. 

The Old City of Shaohsing. Shaohsing is old. The 
canals are supposed to have been constructed in the days 
of Abraham, and there is a tomb, just outside the city, 
of the Emperor Yu, who lived in B. C. 2206. When the 
foundations of the hospital were dug, pavement stones 
of an older city and a blue porcelain bowl of ancient 
date were found six feet under ground. We have been 
spending the morning at the Christian Hospital which is 
a well-built, clean, attractive plant. Recently a third 
story and attic have been added, to give more room for 
the work. The hospital has a women's and a men's side, 
clearly defined and separated, as is customary in the 
Orient. The furnishings are simple, and there are no 
dainty white rooms as in our hospitals at home. Instead, 
the blankets are a serviceable, bright red, and everything 
seems suited to a people who are accustomed to plain 

The Christian Hospital. This hospital has a wonder- 
ful record for its Christian work and it is a splendid 
evangelizing agency in the city and. the surrounding 
country. A Bible-woman is always at the hospital and 
she and the nurses and doctors meet and talk with all 
the patients, of whom there were more than ten thousand 
last year. 

Extent of Medical Work of the Family in the Orient. 

I am writing you about only three Baptist hospitals, 
and the last report of the American Baptist Foreign 
Mission Society states that there are in all twenty-nine 
of them in our Family and fifty-five dispensaries. The 
great majority of them are of the simplest character, 



without electricity and running water, and lacking many 
of the modern conveniences considered necessary by the 
medical profession. Yet, through this agency alone, four 
hundred and eighty-seven thousand eight hundred treat- 
ments were given last year to two hundred and eighteen 
thousand patients. In other words, dear Denomination, 
more than two hundred thousand people were told, indi- 
vidually, about Jesus Christ and his power to redeem 
their lives, through the mission hospitals in our own 
Family. No one knows how many of these people, healed 
in body and grateful in heart, went back to their homes 
and to their villages and repeated the wonderful message 
to their friends and relatives. 



Dear Baptist Doctors: 

Ever since I started on this trip, I have been storing 
up things about which I want to write you. The life of 
a missionary doctor in the Orient is so different from 
that of a doctor in America. For one thing, there is no 
anxiety about an income or a house in which to live. 
Both are provided and are almost like the laws of the 
Medes and Persians not to be changed. Any fees from 
private practise simply augment the limited hospital 
income, and there is usually no other house in which to 
live, so there is no use in considering a move. 

Then, instead of using the newest and best equipment 
and instruments, the missionary doctor is quite likely to 
be obliged to perform an operation on the floor, in a mud 



hut, or on a table improvised from a packing-box. The 
hospital ward can not always be spotless when the pa- 
tients bring their own blankets, put their cooking dishes 
under the bed and insist on the whole family coming 
along to stay at the hospital. It is an interesting fact to 
observe, and worthy of mention, that a finely trained 
American doctor who goes to a mission hospital in the 
Orient usually does not follow the routine of the medi- 
cal college of which he or she is a graduate, but adopts 
many makeshifts and substitutes, learns a new value for 
disinfectants, becomes familiar with diseases that are 
only names to him in America, and changes his ideas 
and his emphasis regarding essentials. 

A missionary doctor finds it difficult to keep up with 
the newest developments in medicine. He or she hears 
almost no lectures, takes one or two medical journals 
which he has scant time to read, attends possibly one 
gathering of doctors in a year, and often does not see 
another of his own profession with whom he can consult, 
for months at a time. He has no such thing as ' ' hours. ' ' 
He is on duty day and night, and subject to call for 
miles around. He may be fortunate enough to have had 
a Ford car given to him, but he goes just the same, on a 
bicycle or a pony, by ox-cart or hammock. He never fails 
to heed that human cry of suffering, and with the touch 
of his Master relieves and helps both body and soul. 


Y. Nandama. In addition to our American Baptist 
doctors who are in the Orient and about whom you hear 
from time to time, there is an increasing number of 
other doctors in our Family who are doing valuable, 

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skilful, faithful work. It would do you good to have a 
consultation with them and to compare notes. One who 
might be invited to this consultation is an Indian wo- 
man, Dr. Y. Nandama, of Nellore. She is what is called 
a " third generation " Christian, for her parents and 
grandparents are Christians of Kanigiri, and she has 
never known anything but a Christian home. She is a 
wisp of a woman, who had the courage to leave her own 
people, learn another language in Northern India, and 
take the five-year course in the Medical College at Lu-. 
dhiana. She later spent a year in America, visiting many 
of our best hospitals, and studied at the Post Graduate 
Hospital in New York. She is often left in charge of the 
Woman's Hospital in Nellore, performs successfully 
many a major operation, and is trusted and beloved by 
the Indian patrons of the hospital. 

Dr. Ah Pon. Across the Bay of Bengal, in Burma, 
there is Dr. Ah Pon of Taunggyi, the leading town in the 
Federated Shan States. He belongs to the well-known 
Baptist Syoo family of Moulmein, to which reference 
was made in Epistle I; but instead of taking a more 
lucrative and conspicuous position as a physician in pri- 
vate practise in Lower Burma, he has chosen the life 
of a mission doctor among the Shans, a promising hill- 
tribe of whom there are one million in Upper Burma 
and over the border in China. Taunggyi has a wonderful 
location, four thousand six hundred feet above sea-level, 
surrounded by mountains, abounding in feathery bam- 
boo, orchids, hedges of hibiscus, and many other shrubs 
and trees. At Sunset Point, three miles from town, 
there is a marvelous view for many miles of lowland, 
foothills, and distant mountains. 

Dr. Ah Pon is a graduate of Calcutta University. 



This trained man not only has no hospital, but only a 
simple dispensary from which he gives over six thou- 
sand treatments a year. On bazaar days, when all the 
Shans gather to buy and sell, he is found among the peo- 
ple, with his baby organ and his big colored pictures of 
the life of Jesus Christ. With the shining fish spread 
out on the ground on one side of him, a peddler of rice 
squatting on the other side, and a toothless woman sell- 
ing beads and glass bracelets at his feet, he compels the 
attention of the Shans by his earnestness and the force 
of the story he tells. So successful is he that two Shan 
princes are eager for our Family to open Christian 
work in their capitals, and are ready to help provide 
the necessary buildings. 

Dr. Ma Saw Sa. In Rangoon, the port city of Burma, 
with a cosmopolitan population numbering three hun- 
dred and fifty thousand, there is another member of the 
Baptist Family who should be summoned to our consul- 
tation Dr. Ma Saw Sa, the only Burmese woman doctor 
in the world and a rare product of any race. For two 
years she was a student in Judson College, Rangoon. 
She later graduated from Calcutta University and, after 
several years in Dublin, received her diploma from the 
Royal College of Physicians and Surgeons in that city, 
a distinction for any doctor man or woman. Dr. Ma 
Saw Sa has always had a Christian home, and her early 
education was in the mission schools of Bassein and 
Zigon. For a number of years she was the physician in 
charge of the Dufferin Hospital for Women, which is a 
large institution on one of the main streets of Rangoon. 
After a year in America, she resigned to establish her 
own private practise. Today she is to be found in a large, 
down-town house, living in one side, with her mother 



and sisters, and using the other side for a private hos- 
pital. She has a large practise, yet is never too busy to 
take an active part in the Christian life of the city, is 
always ready to serve as examining physician for our 
mission schools in short, she is a successful doctor and 
a fine Christian woman. 

Dr. David Lai. It takes almost a month to go from 
Rangoon to Hongkong, almost bumping into the equator 
after leaving Singapore, then on by a small steamer to 
Swatow, and from there by train and house-boat to 
Hopo. This is ; a town among the Hakkas, a most virile 
and interesting people in South China. It is here that 
Dr. David Lai is to be found in charge of the hospital 
which has been built and deeded to the mission by the 
local Chinese people. He is a likable young member 
of the Baptist Family, a graduate of Shanghai College 
and of Rush Medical College of Chicago. He has also 
had a most successful internship in the General Hos- 
pital of Bochester, New York, where he was kept busy 
and given charge of some exceedingly critical cases. 
Hopo is a promising field for a young man to begin his 
professional career in, because he has an almost un- 
limited number of people from whom to draw his patron- 
age, and because he has the good-will of the Chinese, 
who have been pleading for years for a hospital and 
who have been so much in earnest that they have an- 
swered their own prayers by erecting and paying for 
the building. 

Doctor Shen. If you have read Epistle I, you are 
already familiar with the road from Shanghai to 
Kinhwa in Bast China. There is here, in addition to a 
Baptist church, a well-built, good-looking hospital of 
red brick, a memorial to an American woman and named 



f or h er the Pickf ord Memorial Hospital. Two Chinese 
doctors are in charge. The older man is Doctor Shen, 
who is a graduate of the Nanking Union Medical School 
and a man of unusual strength of personality. He first 
taught in his Alma Mater, then, about ten years ago, he 
came to the Kinhwa hospital, working with Doctor 

Doctor Liang. Later, when the Chinese assumed the 
responsibility for the mission in the Kinhwa field, he 
became associated with Doctor Liang, who received his 
education, including his medical course, in America, and 
who is now the superintendent of the hospital. Together, 
these two men treated over nine thousand patients this 
last year. Both of them are active in the Christian work 
of the mission and of the city, and are looked upon not 
only as skilful physicians, but also as capable leaders of 
their own people. 

The Trip to Iloilo. It is an easy trip of two days in 
a comfortable ocean liner from Shanghai to Manila, but 
when you step on shore you are still far away from 
Iloilo, which is the center for a large number of our 
Baptist Family. From Manila a small steamer leaves 
several times a week for Iloilo, on the Island of Panay. 
It is a beautiful trip of thirty-six hours. The passengers 
are mostly Filipinos; the staterooms, with two boards 
for berths, are just large enough to turn around in, and 
have no air unless the door is left open and on the deck 
outside a Filipino snores in his steamer-chair. The table 
is spread on the deck, and a pile of eight plates, topped 
by the soup plate, is at each place. One eats " off " his 
plates, one by one, and when the table-cloth is reached, 
the meal is finished. In the clearing-up process, the boy 
sits on the deck, his dishes by his side, a pan of hot water 



in front, and what looks like a bedspread for a towel. 
However, the scenery is delightful and constantly chang- 
ing, as the steamer threads its way past small islands, 
rich in tropical verdure, and the sunset is an awe-inspir- 
ing one deep pink background with striking black 
clouds in the forefront. 

Dr. Lorenzo Porras. Even though the time of arrival 
is the convenient hour of five o'clock in the morning, all 
of the American Baptists in the town are at the landing- 
place with a cordial welcome. At the hospital, in the 
management of which Baptists and Presbyterians have 
shared until recently but which now belongs entirely to 
the Baptist Family, we find Dr. Lorenzo Porras, a Fil- 
ipino, who is associated with Doctor Thomas in the 
management of the hospital and the district dispensaries. 

Doctor Porras, as a little hatless, shoeless lad from an 
obscure mountain barrio, worked his way through our 
Industrial School at Iloilo (now the Central Philippine 
College), graduated from the Government high school 
and then, for a year, managed the farm at the Industrial 
School. In 1914 he came to the United States, where he 
graduated from Valparaiso University in Indiana, from 
the Colleges of Law and Education, and later from the 
University of Cincinnati, in Liberal Arts and Medicine. 
To accomplish all this he sold Oriental goods, worked 
as a janitor, served as a night nurse, and won scholar- 
ships. He added further to his broad experience by serv- 
ing an internship at the Chester Hospital in Pennsyl- 
vania, and as physician at the Eosebud Indian Agency in 
South Dakota. In 1924 he returned to Iloilo, to become 
an invaluable and trusted associate of Doctor Thomas. 
These two men treated more than five thousand patients 
last year, and are constantly turning them away, al- 



though the hospital has seventy beds. There is a group 
of Filipino doctors who are cooperating with these two, 
and a growing sentiment of fellowship is developing, 
which Doctor Thomas attributes to the personality and 
the fine Christian spirit of Doctor Porras. 


Dear Baptists Who Know the Meaning of Operations: 

These last two days I have been thinking much of 
what it would mean to need to have an operation or to 
be taken suddenly to a hospital and have none to which 
to go. Day before yesterday, Miss Hollis and I traveled 
eighty miles by automobile from Secunderabad in the 
Deccan, an independent Indian state as large as Italy 
and ruled over by a Mohammedan prince, to Sooriapett, 
which is forty miles from anywhere else railroad, tele- 
graph, or telephone. There was not much variety in the 
scenery. For miles there was nothing to see but rocky 
hills, dwarfed cactus, and field after field of castor-oil 
plants. After leaving Hyderabad, there was no town or 
even village, only occasional huts where the people live. 
Yet there was a strange fascination in this quiet, mo- 
notonous ride through a land where, judging from the 
cultivation of the fields, people live but are nowhere to 
be seen. 

Sooriapett. After six hours of steady travel, we 
turned down a shady road and soon saw the white build- 
ings of this mission compound with the hospital door 
opening on to the street. This is a large property with 
much land under cultivation and eight big stone wells 
built with Christian Herald Famine Funds and also 



Famine Funds from Bussia, for this is a part of our 
South India Mission which has been in charge of repre- 
sentatives of the Mennonite Brethren of South Russia, 
near relatives of the Baptist Family. Do I need to add 
that this is an isolated place, that our missionaries, at 
certain times of the year, can only leave by ox-cart and 
by fording a river, and that variety in food is extremely 
limited ? Yet more than two thousand sick people found 
their way to this hospital last year, and over eight thou- 
sand treatments were given in this " house by the side 
of the road," not by a doctor but by a woman with 
nurse's training, for Mrs. Hubert has never been able 
to take the full medical course. 

Nalgonda. Forty miles from Sooriapett, through 
much the same uninhabited country, we came today to 
Nalgonda, which has the largest Christian community 
in the Deccan. There is here a Woman's Hospital which 
is most attractive in its freshness and fitness for the 
needs of this town. It is through the garden and over a 
brick wall from the mission bungalow. Miss Bjornstadt 
of Norway, another nurse, is doing the work of a doctor, 
as at Sooriapett, but her smiling face and calm manner 
inspire confidence and it is easy to see that the women 
and children trust her. This is what she says about her 
work : 

One patient was baptized before she left the hospital, and two 
more will soon follow. One of these is a Sudra, and the other a 
Brahmin. We have a very able Bible-woman, and God has blessed 
her work. One patient said to me the other day, ' ' I have settled 
to become a Christian, but I want more information first, so I 
will come here every morning." A Mohammedan man sent a 
message to me: " Can I come and stay in your hospital? I know 
I am dying but I would like to die under the roof of the Chris- 
tian God's hospital." Tlnugh our hospital is only for women 



and children, I felt I could not say no, so I put him in the office- 
room of the dispensary building. He was in the last stages of 
tuberculosis. Before he died he gave a clear witness about his 
faith and handed over to me his little children to be brought up 
as Christians. As in the days of his flesh, so now does he watch 
by the beds of the sick as their Great Physician and his hand 
is laid upon the broken and the despairing to enhearten and 
to heal. 

The Meaning of an Isolated Christian Hospital. As I 

leave Nalgonda for the fifty-mile ride back to Secundera- 
bad, I am so thankful that our. Family has these hospitals 
in such isolated places, even though it does mean that 
members of the Family must live lonely lives to maintain 
them, sacrificing much that many of us consider quite 
essential to our comfort and well-being. You see, how- 
ever, I can not forget the look on the face of that high- 
class young Mohammedan woman, about to become a 
mother, as she turned her large, dark, questioning eyes 
to Miss Bjornstadt and received her counsel and help. 
Not one, but over two thousand sick and frightened 
women and children, in a year, look thus into the face 
of a Christian woman of our Family, and life is made 
easier for them, and many of them learn what it means 
to love Jesus Christ. 


I have just been reading a letter from another isolated 
city where more of our Family live. It is eighteen hun- 
dred miles up the .Yangtse Kiang from Shanghai, in the 
province of Szechuan. This river is a mighty affair, 
estimated to be three thousand miles in length and hav- 
ing its source in the mysteries of Tibet. The lower part 
of the river is calm and a deep brown in color, for it 



brings along with it a large amount of dirt and sand. Up 
beyond Ichang, however, for four hundred miles, there 
are marvelous gorges and rapids which would thrill 
every Baptist in the Northern Convention if he or she 
could take a trip to Suifu, where we are now going to 
stop for a few minutes. 

Doane Memorial Hospital, Suifu. This city is the 
center of a population of two millions and is a three- 
cornered affair, for the mountains are the boundary on 
one side and the river on the other two. There are only 
two hospitals for all this horde of people, both of them in 
our Family. One is the General Hospital, and the other 
the William H. Doane Memorial Hospital for Women. 
For nearly ten years there has been almost constant 
fighting among the opposing local parties of Chinese. 
First one side is victorious and then the other, but 
whichever way the battle goes, there is a long, sad wake 
of wounded and dying, and the distressful looting by 
the soldiers, who turn themselves into bandits because 
they are hungry and unpaid. Thus there is always more 
than enough work for these two hospitals to do. Last 
year over ten thousand treatments were given to all 
kinds and conditions of people. 

Britton Corliess Hospital, Yachow. Several days' 
journey beyond Suifu is another hospital, even more 
isolated than those I have just mentioned the Britton 
Corliess Hospital of Yachow. Doctor Crooks says: 

The local war lias been a disturbing factor in our work this 
past year. The hospital Las been full to overflowing with 
wounded from both contending armies. The work has been 
rather discouraging, but we trust that the good Samaritan hand 
and the gospel message will make the soldiers think of the eternal 
verities of life. 




Dear Baptist Women: 

In Nellore at last ! And actually staying in the old 
bungalow that is on the hospital compound! I am so 
happy, although I ought to feel sorry, for I know that 
Doctor Benjamin has given up her room to me and is 
camping out in some one else's room. Our Family is 
noted for its hospitality. Always a welcome, never the 
slightest hint that there is any inconvenience in making 
a place for a traveler in a house already too full. This 
bungalow has a living-room, a dining-room, and two 
small sleeping-rooms on the first floor, and two large 
rooms up-stairs. Across the front is a deep veranda 
under a sloping roof, from which one looks out onto a 
wide circular drive and a garden with beautiful flowers 
and trees. 

Woman's Hospital, Nellore. Adjoining the house is 
the hospital with the wards connected by covered veran- 
das, the old dispensary in front, close to the road, the 
one-story nurses' home at the back of the hospital, and 
the land given by Mr. Lutchmi Redy stretching along the 
road to the corner of the street. Down there, are the rows 
of little, one-roomed, white, Indian houses, which this 
Hindu gentleman provided for in his will, so that the 
relatives and friends of the patients might have a com- 
fortable place in which to stay, while waiting for the 
invalids to recover. You may be sure that this gift has 
been a boon to the doctors and nurses of the hospital, 
for it has helped to remedy one of the unpleasant fea- 
tures of hospital life in the Orient, where the whole 
family comes and camps down until the patient can be 



taken away from these strange surroundings to the seclu- 
sion of her own home. 

There is a path leading from the hospital, at the side, 
to a cunning little white, two-roomed house, where 
Doctor Nandama lives with Doctor Kanthama, who is 
also a graduate of Ludhiana Medical College and a 
valued member of the hospital staff. In the wards are 
women and children, on the beds, on the floor ; they are 
in the corridors and even on the verandas. A hospital 
with room for forty-six beds and with sixty-six patients 
is naturally rather crowded, and this usually is the case 
at Nellore except in the rainy season, when it is not 
easy for the women to 'come to the hospital. 

A Morning in the Old Dispensary. A morning in the 
old dispensary would do you good, watching the one 
hundred women and children who compose the daily 
average attendance, sitting quietly through the prayer 
service led by Elizabeth, the Bible-woman, and thinking 
how different you would be, if you had been born an 
Indian woman, bound by caste and without a knowledge 
or a background of Christianity. There are the women 
bringing their babies, whose little bodies are covered 
with sores or whose eyes are red with trachoma, the girl 
with anemia and the. crazy woman, the broken bone in 
whose arm has been wrongly set. It is a comfort to 
know that soon it will be possible to remove this old 
dispensary and replace it, farther from the hospital but 
still near the road, by a new and larger building made 
possible by the Jubilee gift of New England women. 
Another change provided through this same source is a 
new septic ward where all of the contagious cases can be 
segregated. The present building used for this purpose 
is small, old, and dark, and like a sore thumb sticks up 



in the face of all who come to the hospital, for it is in 
the front yard. 

Village Dispensary at Kothuru. We have just come 
back from holding a village dispensary under a tree 
at Kothuru, ten miles from Nellore. We went out in 
the hospital car with some of the nurses, the Bible- 
woman and plenty of medicine. As soon as we arrived, 
we could see people coming from all directions across 
the fields and down the road. Nearly all were caste 
women, but there were a few Mohammedans and two or 
three men in the background. When a large enough 
crowd had gathered, the Bible- woman held a short ser- 
vice, singing a hymn, explaining its meaning, and re- 
peating simple passages of Scripture. Then the doctor 
began her work. There were children with the itch, with 
eczema, and with sore eyes ; a woman who complained of 
no appetite, and another with anemia and valvular heart 
trouble. One woman, who seemed more alert and 
friendly than the others, invited us to visit her home in 
the village across the field. We went through the gate- 
less opening and into the hut of mud and thatch with 
no windows and a dirt floor. We sat down on a 
low, wooden bench, and the women, whose number 
seemed to multiply in a miraculous manner, crouched 
down on the floor. The Bible-woman led the service, 
which was conducted much as the one had been under the 
tree, but at the end the woman who was our hostess 
showed that she was not satisfied and demanded an En- 
glish song. There were no church choir soloists in that 
little company, and our choice of a selection was very 
simple, but the woman seemed pleased and picked fresh 
coconuts from the tree in the yard to give us as we left 



Annual Contacts of Nellore Hospital. Through the 
hospital, the dispensary, and village touring the Wo- 
man's Hospital of Nellore reaches over nine thousand 
women and children in a year and gives more than 
forty-six thousand treatments. We left Nellore grate- 
ful to God for the American women of our Family who, 
for fifty years, have been helping to relieve the bodily 
suffering of Indian women, and at the same time have 
been giving them a taste from the cup full of the Water 
of Life. . . <i 


The last sentence of my letter to you from Nellore ap- 
plies equally well, now that we are across the Bay of 
Bengal and safely in this old town of Moulmein, where 
there have been some of our Baptist Family since 1827. 
In all this time there was never a Christian hospital for 
women until 1916, when the walls of the Ellen Mitchel] 
Memorial Hospital for Women and Children began to 
rise on the most commanding site in the town. As the 
hospital Ford climbed the hill from the boat landing, 
we looked up to the big gray pile of stone and saw carved 
over the entrance the motto of the hospital, ' ' Not to be 
ministered unto but to minister." Capping the hill 
back of the hospital is a Buddhist pagoda, a dazzling, 
gleaming object in the brilliant Oriental sunlight, with 
its coating of pure gold-leaf. What a contrast ' ' The 
Light of Asia " and " The Light of the World " ! 

Ellen Mitchell Memorial Hospital. The Talain Chris- 
tians, belonging to the race which was once the domi- 
nant people of Southern Burma, of whom there are four 
hundred and fifty who are members, of our Baptist 



Family, made this hospital a possibility by giving their 
thank offering of ten thousand rupees for the purchase 
of the land and the house now used as the home for the 
doctors and nurses. Many races, however, come to the 
wards and to the dispensary, from the town and even 
from fifty miles distant ; its doors are open to the rich 
and to the beggar alike ; it befriends the motherless babe 
and the woman who has no friend; it lives up to its 
motto and is always ready to minister. 

The Story of a Missionary Baby. I wish that you 
could see the tiny new babies in their little cribs in the 
maternity ward. We look at each dark, puckered face, 
some with a smile and others from which is issuing just 
as big a protest as ever came from an American baby. 
Then our attention is arrested by what we see in a crib 
in the corner of the large room a fair, white baby with 
light hair and blue eyes. Who is she and how does she 
come to be in this hospital in Moulmein among these 
babies of darker hue ? A sad story of a missionary baby, 
born eight hundred miles away in the northern town of 
Myitkyina, whose young mother was called suddenly to 
her heavenly home, leaving her baby to the father and 
the Kachin nurse. Then came the hurried traveling of 
another mother through the Kachin hills from Bhamo to 
Myitkyina and on south for three hundred miles to 
Sagaing, taking this little baby to the safe, trained care 
of Doctor Gilford of this hospital in Moulmein, who had 
dropped her work and traveled five hundred miles to 
receive this precious responsibility. Dear Baptist women 
of America! These hospitals of our Family, in the 
Orient, are doing just what you have prayed that they 
might do. They are ministering in the name of Jesus 
Christ and teaching the big lesson of brotherly love. 





Dear World Wide Guild Girls: 

This is a two-day trip from Shanghai to Japan, on 
this small Japanese steamer. It would be great fun to 
have one of your annual conferences on a boat like this. 
You could take Miss Noble and Mrs. Montgomery along 
for chaperones, and have a wonderful time, There is 
a full moon, and you know what you can do with that 
and the most brilliant stars that look as though you 
might pick them right out of the sky. A lot of time is 
spent hanging over the deck rail, looking at the water 
and the flying fishes which are just like little bits of 
silver shooting through the air. Then there is sometimes 
an island with a white lighthouse or a funny brown junk 
with a yellow, patched sail. If any of you like to sketch, 
you will find plenty of material on this trip. 

All of the ship's crew are Japanese eabin-boys, 
waiters and all. You would laugh at the way the latter 
try to hurry us through our meals, for they can not 
understand why any should want to sit and .talk and 
not give their entire attention to the business of eat- 
ing. Last night we were dallying over the nuts and 
ginger at dinner, and the boy took everything off the 
table and finally pulled the cloth from under our plates. 
Then we thought it was time to go on deck and look at 
the moon. 

American Nurses of Our Family in the Orient. Some 
of you, I know, are studying to be trained nurses or 
planning to do so, and you will be interested in some 



of the nurses whom we have met over here in the 
Orient. I will tell you about the American ones first. 
They do so many things that you would never dream of 
doing at home. I have found more than one who is 
in full charge of a hospital with no doctor within sight 
and no telephone with which to call one. How would you 
like that? I tell you it demands more courage than 
any of us know we possess to be called suddenly to an 
Indian home, as Miss "Wagner of Ramapatnam often is, 
and find a little mother whose baby must be brought into 
the world and, if possible, the lives of both mother and 
baby saved. When we were in Moulmein, we went in the 
hospital car to a plain, almost empty chapel, a ride of 
fifteen miles, where a dispensary is held once a week. 
One day not long ago, when the doctor could not go, 
Miss Geis, one of the trained nurses in our Family, went 
alone. She found a child ill with that dreadful disease 
of cholera ; so she sent the car back to the hospital, post- 
haste, for supplies and two volunteers from the nurses 
in training, of whom there are twelve. Imagine it ! All 
of them offered to go, but two only were sent back in 
the car. There, in that uncomfortable place, without 
any modern medical conveniences, Miss Geis and these 
two young girls stayed for a week and nursed three chil- 
dren through cholera ! 

Then there is Miss Nicolet of the Iloilo hospital in the 
Philippines. She has hardly an hour of the day or 
night that she can call her own. Imagine some of the 
trained nurses at home standing for that ! They would 
leave at the end of a week, wouldn't they? But a mis- 
sionary nurse expects to be subject to interruptions and 
all sorts of irregularity. She is ready for operations, 
looks after the drugs and the supplies, teaches and 

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watches the nurses in training, cares for the patients, 
answers outside calls, and is supposed never to be too 
tired to do something for some one else. 

You must not have the idea, however, that these 
American women work all alone, for there are other 
members of our Family who are following the profession 
of nursing. In all of our twenty-nine Baptist hospitals 
there are more than two hundred young men and women 
who have either graduated from or are studying the 
nurses' training-course. You would love to meet Ma 
H'Lain of the Ellen Mitchell Hospital of Moulmein, who, 
after teaching in Morton Lane Girls' School, decided 
that she wanted to become a nurse. So she came to the 
United States and took a two-year course at the Missouri 
Baptist Sanitarium in St. Louis. Now she is one of the 
stand-bys in the Moulmein hospital. 

Oriental Nurses of Our Family. Just a few months 
ago two young women returned to their homes in Assam 
from the Nurses' Training School in Nellore, South 
India, where they have been studying for two years. 
They are Leci of Gauhati and Grace Mary of Sadiya. 
Both girls made fine records in spite of the fact that they 
were obliged to take all of their work in the Telugu lan- 
guage, which was as new to them as Latin is to you. In 
the final examinations, Leci passed with distinction and 
Grace Mary only lacked one point of receiving the same 
honor. Now these girls are to begin a most interesting 
work. Leci is to be the school nurse at Satri Bari in 
Gauhati, and to do her best to keep the one hundred girls 
in good health, and Grace Mary goes to Nowgong where 
there are over two hundred students. 

Then, over in Iloilo, there is Miss Jaranelli, who has 
just returned from graduate study in the United States 



and is to assist Miss Nicolet in the Nurses' Training 
School for the next two years. Scattered all through the 
hospitals of our Family in the Orient, we can find bright- 
faced, alert young women who are discovering in the 
profession of a nurse an avenue for Christian service. 


Dear Boys of the Order of Royal Ambassadors : 

Congratulations on this new Order ! You have chosen 
a fine name, and I hope that every boy in our Baptist 
Family is in a hurry to be the first to enroll. I have just 
heard about you, and I am hastening to write this note 
to tell you that there are lots of boys who will be glad 
to join the order. You know, in a trip around the world, 
one sees lots of boys. There is one here in this dispen- 
sary, sitting at a small table and looking very important, 
for he is the committee of one who takes the names and 
addresses of all the boys who have a pain or an ache and 
who come over from the High School to see Doctor 
Thomas about it. 

Student Dispensary, Iloilo. This boy's name is Al- 
berto, and he is a bright-faced Filipino who is in high 
school and who hopes that he can study in America some 
clay. He is a great help to Doctor Thomas, who adds 
to all the other things a busy doctor must do every day, 
an hour or two for this dispensary, which is a little 
brown house to which a bridge and a white gate lead 
from the road. The Government High School is just 
down the street, and at the noon hour any boy or girl 
of the three hundred who are enrolled, who needs the 
doctor, can find him in the little brown house. Doctor 



Thomas does more than cure a headache or tie up a sore 
finger. There is always, on his desk and also on the 
table where Alberto sits, a pile of little paper-covered 
books which are the G-ospels, printed in the Visayan lan- 
guage, which all these Filipino boys and girls can read, 
for it is their language. These books are for sale, and 
it is surprising how fast they disappear. So you see, 
Doctor Thomas spreads the truth about Jesus Christ 
through these Gospels at the same time that he is stick- 
ing on a plaster or pulling out a splinter. No more now, 
but I am glad that you have come into existence. I 
salute you ! 


Dear Donors of Memorial Hospitals: 

Roaming about among our Family in the Orient, I 
marvel at the lives that live on and are multiplied 
through the memorials that are raised, like Bbenezers, 
along the way. Take, as an illustration, the memorial 


Etta Waterbury. In an earlier letter home I wrote 
about the hospital at Udayagiri, South India, but I did 
not then more than mention the name by which it has 
been known for twenty-three years the Etta Waterbury 
Memorial Hospital. A young girl of our Family, in the 
State of New York, lived her short life, and for more 
than twenty years since she went to her heavenly home, 
her name and her influence have touched thousands of 
suffering women and children, through this isolated hos- 
pital in India, fifty miles from a railroad. 



Clough Memorial. Then of course you know about this 
Clough Memorial Hospital at Ongole, which is the result 
of an outpouring of gifts in memory of John E. Clough, 
whose life was lavishly given for India, and whose name 
is cherished by members of our Family, too numerous to 
mention. This hospital is really a good-sized plant, with 
a dispensary by the side of the road, a maternity, a 
men's, a women's and a children's ward, and an operat- 
ing-room all uniformly built of gray stone and red 
brick. It has recently been equipped with electric lights, 
electric fans and an up-to-date X-ray outfit, and is thus 
more fortunate than many of our mission hospitals. 
From a radius of thirty miles, it draws its patients of 
whom, last year, there were over six thousand. This is 
the sort of work you find going on here : 

One of the outstanding features of the year has been the 
relapsing fever epidemic, of which Ongole seemed to be the 
center. Three hundred and nineteen cases were treated in the 
wards and almost all recovered. Some cases were brought in 
unconscious, with a high fever and nearly gone, but they were 
saved and sent home well. Frequently a whole cartful of pa- 
tients were brought in at once four to six of them crowded to- 
gether in a two-wheeled bullock-cart. Large numbers of patients 
continue to come with eyes practically or completely ruined by 
malpractice. Pulverized red pepper and other equally injurious 
substances are put into the eyes when the patient gets the fever, 
to keep him awake; for if he should go to sleep, he might not 
wake up. 


Louise Hastings Memorial. I am still writing to you 
about the memorial hospitals, for I find them very ap- 
pealing. A month's journey from Eangoon, by train 
and pony, on the Chinese border, is Kentung, where 



there have been such wonderful ingatherings of Was 
and Lahus. In this most isolated place, an Ebenezer has 
been raised by a father of our Family in Chicago, and 
the sweet influence of his daughter lives on in the Louise 
Hastings Memorial Hospital, where, at the last annual 
report, four thousand and eight hundred patients had 
sought the hospital and while there had heard the Chris- 
tian message. 

Ellen Mitchell Memorial. Here at Moulmein is the 
Ellen Mitchell Memorial Hospital for Women and Chil- 
dren, erected in 1916, in memory of Ellen Mitchell, who 
thirty-six years before had gone to Burma as one of the 
first two women physicians to go to the Orient from our 
Family. All the years that she worked in Moulmein, 
she had no hospital nor equipment to render her task an 
easier one. As today one sees the fine stone hospital on 
the side of a hill, with its adequate equipment and staff, 
one hopes that Ellen Mitchell, in heaven, knows that her 
life lives on and that her Family is grateful for her 
unselfish service. 


Edward Payson Scott Memorial. It is a far cry from 
a lonely grave in Nowgong, Assam, to the Edward Pay- 
son Scott Hospital, on the rocky hillside of this com- 
pound at Kakchieh, Swatow. Yet there is a close con- 
nection. After that grave was made in Nowgong, a 
widowed woman of our Family came to America with 
her little children, studied medicine in order to support 
them, and after they were grown and she was more than 
fifty years of age, she came to Swatow, learned the lan- 
guage, and began medical work here. This, in brief, is 
the brave story of Dr. Anna K. Scott, who for twenty- 



five years in this memorial hospital " carried on " the 
life of the missionary husband of her youth. 

Josephine M. Bixby Memorial. If we cross the Bay of 
Swatow and then, for a few hours, ride in a small launch, 
we reach Kityang. It is only a few steps from the boat 
landing to the Josephine M. Bixby Memorial Hospital, 
so named for Doctor Bixby who, after eleven years of 
faithful service, returned in broken health to America, 
to die. Now there are larger plans for this hospital for 
women in cooperation with a new one to be added for 
men, so that, on the bank of the Kityang river, there is 
to be a central hospital of our Family, to serve more 
largely the whole district. 

Other Hospitals. This letter is already too long and 
I did want to write of the Pickford Memorial Hospital 
at Kinhwa, the Britton Corliess Hospital at Yachow, 
perpetuating the work of a beloved physician, and the 
William Howard Doane Memorial Hospital for Women 
and Children at Suifu, making the name of the well- 
known hymn writer a blessing to the suffering women 
and children of that great Szechuan province of West 





AIM : To promote the realization among the Family that ' ' educa- 
tional work " is inseparably bound up with evangelism; that 
it has a vital bearing upon the extension and growth, not only 
of the life in our Baptist Family, but also throughout the 
whole of Christ's kingdom; that thousands of the rising 
generation are being reached through the Christian schools 
maintained by our Family, which would be otherwise im- 


1. Keeping Up to Grade. 

2. The Problem of College Presidents. 

3. A Few College Graduates. 

4. Eoyal Ambassadors in School. 

5. Gii-ls ' Schools for the World Wide Guild. 

6. Of Interest to the Crusaders. 

7. A Japanese Madonna. 

8. The Weakest Link Strengthened by Baptist Women of 


9. Christian Service in the Mission School; of Interest to the 

Baptist Young People's Union and Christian Endeavorers. 

10. A Word with the Laymen. 

11. Baptist Fathers and Mothers. 



Dear Denomination: 

Do you realize how you would have to work if you 
should plan, in a year's trip through the Orient, to visit 
every one of the schools which are supposed to belong 
to the Baptist Family ? Well, to relieve your mind let 
me tell you at once that it would be a physical and 
mental impossibility to attempt such a task, delightful 
as it would be, for it means visiting ninety-nine schools 
a day for the three hundred and sixty-five days of the 
year. Multiply these two figures, and you will know 
how rich we are in schools of all grades, from kinder- 
gartens to high schools, and topped off with two col- 
leges, which are our very own. 

Perhaps instead of visiting these schools, you are de- 
ciding to substitute a bow or a handshake or a word 
with the boys and girls who are enrolled as pupils. 
Worse yet ! for that could not be done. No human be- 
ing not even a Baptist, could greet fifteen students an 
hour and keep it up continuously for every hour of 
every one of the three hundred and sixty-five days of 
the year. If you should stop to eat or sleep, or even to 
shoo off a mosquito, you would fall behind in the race. 

A Noble Undertaking. We rarely visualize the size of 
the task we have undertaken, in helping to give a Chris- 
tian education to the young people in the Oriental 
branch of the Family. You may have twenty-five schools 
in your town at home, and five thousand children en- 



rolled, but as a denomination we have three thousand 
six hundred schools, and one hundred and thirty-six 
thousand students in the Orient. A noble undertaking, 
upon the success of which you are justly to be congratu- 

Not Dependent Upon America. Please do not flatter 
yourselves, however, that all of this work is accomplished 
when each one of you has made a small contribution 
through your church to the foreign-mission work of the 
Family. Such a task is not so lightly discharged. This 
extensive system for Christian education is not run with 
just a little money from America. For one thing, the 
pupils themselves, through fees, pay nearly four hun- 
dred thousand dollars a year, and various governments, 
two hundred and fifty thousand more. Then nearly 
fifteen hundred schools, not quite half, are entirely sup- 
ported locally and make no demand upon contributions 
from America. Add to these facts that all of these 
schools are supervised by some member of the Baptist 
Family either a missionary or some of our trained 
Oriental relatives ; that all have faculties that are over- 
whelmingly Christian; that in every one the Bible is 
regularly read and taught; that in many a town the 
school" building is also the gathering-place for the church, 
or vice versa. As a result, out of this student body, 
many of whom are small children and others already 
Christians, there came last year three thousand who not 
only believed on the Lord Jesus, but were brave enough 
to acknowledge their faith in baptism and church-mem- 
bership. This is the great goal and aim of these mission 
schools of ours, to produce young men and women, not 
simply who can read and write, but also who can take an 
intelligent place in the Christian life of the world. 



Dear School-teachers of the Family: 

Here we are, twenty miles south, of Mandalay, on this 
fascinating river, tied up for the night, for the channel 
is so uncertain that it is not safe for the steamer to 
travel after sundown. As I sit here on deck, I can count 
twenty pagodas on the opposite shore the bulging lower 
part snow-white, and the pointed tops or ti covered with 
gold-leaf. The sky behind them is deep pink. 

Keeping a School Up to Standard. You would be 
much interested in the course of study followed by our 
Baptist schools, in British India. Some people have an 
idea that a mission school can go along at any old pace, 
just as long as the pupils learn to read and write and 
the Bible is taught every day. I suppose our Family 
could have schools like that, if it wanted to, but there 
would not be any use in it. Only by keeping all of our 
schools, whatever the grade, up to standard, are we able 
to graduate students who can go to higher schools and 
ultimately come back to the mission school or go to a 
private or Government school as Christian teachers. This 
is a very important matter, because as the number of 
Christian teachers increases, so will the whole atmosphere 
of the schools in these non-Christian lands be changed, 
and the pupils learn to know what it means to lead the 
Christian life. 

In India. It is both easy and difficult to keep our 
schools in Assam, India, and Burma up to standard. It 
is easy because the course, or code, as it is called, is all 
prepared and printed by the Department of Public In- 
struction of British India. Every detail is arranged for, 
every book selected, the size of the note-books decided, 



and the dates for examinations set, upon questions which 
come in envelopes whose seals are only broken in the 
presence of the class. Then once or twice a year, a 
Government inspector visits the school and either praises 
or criticizes the work. You see, all that is necessary is 
to follow this routine. 

There are, however, some difficulties. For one thing, 
the majority of the courses must be given in the lan- 
guage of the country; the remainder in English. An 
American teacher must,' therefore, do much of her work 
in an acquired language, and the same thing is true of 
the Oriental instructor. Then the code of study is built 
up along English, rather than American lines and 
there is a marked difference between the two and it is 
not specially designed to meet the peculiar needs of any 
group or locality, nor is there much elasticity or time al- 
lowed for adding the subjects that seem essential. That 
is why the Bible study is added wherever there is an op- 
portunity, because it is not included in the regular code. 


In Japan. I must hurry if this letter is to be mailed 
when we reach Honolulu and, at the same time, I finish 
what I want to tell you about keeping our schools up to 
standard. What I wrote about India applies very well 
to Japan, with the exception that the Japanese Educa- 
tional Department is. not so strict about the code or the 
examinations and does not send out sealed questions. 
Schools, however, must secure permission to add courses 
or grades and must be registered, if the graduates are to 
be recognized. Department inspectors periodically visit 
the schools and make comments regarding the type of 
work being done and the qualifications of the teachers. 



In the Philippines. Over in the Philippines the course 
is largely given in English and built on American lines, 
because, as you know, United States teachers laid the 
foundations of the present fine educational system. The 
rules, however, are strict and teachers must keep on the 
alert if their pupils are to pass examinations and qualify 
for advance grades. 

In China. China has not traveled as far as these other 
countries in the way of modern supervision of her edu- 
cational system, for the Government has been too busy 
learning how to run a republic to give much attention 
to a code of study to govern the schools of her great 
country. Although there is a National Educational 
Association, the foundation work is being done by 
other private and mission associations. The result is 
that the schools of our Family are, more, and more, fol- 
lowing a carefully prepared curriculum, planned by 
the prominent educators of the country, both foreign 
and Chinese. 

Congo. The Congo branch of the Family is in the 
most unsatisfactory situation in regard to its educational 
system, for it has none, either laid down by the govern- 
ment or the mission, that is in any sense binding. This 
is due to the political condition, the general backward- 
ness of the people in making demands, and the fact that 
our Family in Congo has always been small and entirely 
inadequate for all the work the rest of us expected them 
to do. As you know full well, it takes time to plan a 
course of study and much more time to see that it is 
adopted and lived up to. There are many plans and 
high ideals among the Congo branch of the Family, but 
no one who has the freedom from other tasks to put 
them across. 

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Dear Baptist College Presidents: 

Everybody knows what a hard time you have, direct- 
ing colleges for a denomination that does not give you 
the money and equipment you need just when you are 
most anxious for it. It may comfort you a bit to know 
that some members of the Family are having even a more 
difficult time than you are experiencing. I write this 
with conviction, because I have recently visited the two 
colleges which are distinctly in our Family Judson 
College in Rangoon, Burma, and Central Philippine Col- 
lege, Iloilo. We are deeply interested in several other 
colleges, but these are the only ones for which we are 
entirely responsible. 

Difficulties of College Presidents. For several weeks I 
lived on the campus of Judson College, in one of the two 
hostels for the girls. I attended classes, met the faculty, 
became acquainted with the students, went to the college 
church, and in fact had the keys to the college, its build- 
ings, its joys, and its sorrows. And I should not give one 
gasp of surprise if at this very moment a cable should 
come, saying that the entire faculty had gone insane, 
for I do not see how men and women can live normally 
under such constant strain plus heat, mosquitoes, and 
all the other inconveniences of an Oriental climate. 

In the first place, although he must keep his institu- 
tion of the same grade as the Government College, and in 
influence above it, the president never knows how long 
he will have a faculty or of what variety it will be. He 
is up against a restricted number from which to draw his 
faculty, against the competition and the lure of larger 



salaries offered in other kinds of work, against the fur- 
lough question, the delay in the sending out of reenf orce- 
ments from home in answer to his urgent request and 
the lack of money to snap up a teacher on the spot. 

Judson College, Rangoon. This problem of finances 
is never out of the mind of the president of Judson 
College for one waking hour, and I am not sure but 
that he dreams of it at night. He sees promising young 
men turned away from a Christian education because 
the college has no money with which to give aid. He 
sees a strong, Christian professor lost to the college be- 
cause he can not support his family on the meager salary 
paid by the college. He watches every mail from home, 
waiting for the word that the sorely needed chemistry or 
history teachers have actually sailed, but his vigil is 
long and he waits for years. 

Present Crisis. In addition to these routine worries, 
Judson College presents another difficult and critical 
problem. It is a part of Rangoon University, the Gov- 
ernment College being the other affiliating institution, 
and it is the Christian college of all Burma, with its 
twelve millions of people. The government has given 
land for a site in the suburbs of the city where the whole 
university can be located on one large campus; it has 
provided the money for its own college buildings, it 
expects Judson College to keep step begin building at 
once and move its students to the other site. Judson 
College, however, has no money, the Family at home is 
slow in recognizing the urgency of the situation, makes 
no definite reply to the pleadings from the president of 
Judson College and sends no money for the new build- 
ings. Thus it is that in the eyes of the Government and 
the non-Christian educationalists of Burma, the very 

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existence of this Christian college hangs in the balance. 
Does not the Baptist Family in America really care 
about the school which it has started? Has it changed 
its mind about the worth of a Christian education to the 
youth of Burma? Is the American branch of the 
Family bankrupt 1 Well, all sorts of questions are asked, 
and the poor president of Judson College tries to be 
loyal to the Family that he loves and at the same time 
come somewhere near telling the truth. Don't move, say 
you ? But the present campus is already crowded to the 
point where no more students can be admitted. The 
buildings are old, and the equipment is inadequate. Be- 
sides, the Government is requesting that this college of 
the University be located on the same campus, and upon 
its favor depends the status of this Christian college in 
a non-Christian land. 

You have no case parallel to it in all the college prob- 
lems of the Baptist Family at home, for the whole fate 
and future of Christian education in the country does 
not hang on keeping open the doors of the particular 
college of which any one of you is the president. Please 
pass on among the Family the critical need of Judson 
College and its three hundred students. It would be a 
pity if any of the Family should fail to hear about it and 
so be unable to help. 

Central Philippine College. The other college which 
belongs wholly to our Family is in Iloilo, on the Island 
of Panay in the Philippines. The Central Philippine 
College is only two years old, is of Junior College grade, 
and is a development from the Jaro Industrial School, 
to meet the urgent need for more highly trained men 
and women in our Filipino Baptist schools and churches. 
It is the only institution of its kind on the whole island, 



and gives promise of having a growing number of 
students, as the first two years are demonstrating. 

The campus is large and has a number of rather old 
buildings, which used to house the Industrial School, a 
few newer residences and a very new dormitory for the 
boys. You can readily see what the opportunity is here 
for a strong, Christian institution which is absolutely 
up to grade scholastically, and maintains at the same 
time the highest spiritual atmosphere, sending every 
graduate out with an unswerving desire to serve his 
country as a follower of Jesus Christ. Our Family 
should also know about this college, for a new institution 
like this needs all the encouragement that we can give 
it and the tone that comes with being connected with a 
well-known Family. 


Dear Baptist College Students: 

It is such a pity that you cannot meet more of your 
cousins in other countries and know more of what fine 
young people they are. I am sure that we would hear 
less of race prejudice and also about the failures of the 
church, if this were possible, and if our Family could 
speak up loud, through you, to our politicians, to make 
them give more careful attention to the Christian rela- 
tions which the United States should .have with other 
nations. It is almost hopeless to try to make any of 
these young people real to you. There are so many; 
everywhere one goes in the Orient, one meets students 
and young teachers who have just graduated from nor- 
mal school or college. They never have to hunt or wait 



for a position, for they are snapped up before they finish 
school, for good teachers, especially those who have 
Christian training and ideals, are in great demand. 

Ma Hmi. For instance, there is Ma Hmi of Mandalay, 
who is a graduate of our Burman Girls' High School of 
that city and, when only seventeen, had won a silver 
medal for her scholarship and was teaching in the 
Government Normal School of Mandalay. Since then 
she has married, has been left a widow witli three chil- 
dren, has resumed her teaching and has now just finished 
her graduate work at the University of Eangoori and 
received her Master's degree. She has always shown a 
remarkable ability for acquiring the English language. 
When she was fourteen she used to be found reading 
and weeping over the stories in the Ladies' Home Jour- 
nal. A few months ago she was invited to make an ad- 
dress at the laying of the corner-stone of Atlantis Hall, 
the new assembly and classroom building for the Bur- 
man Girls' School in Mandalay, and the Jubilee gift of 
our women of Atlantic district. This is a little of what 
she said, and it shows what kind of a young woman Ma 
Hmi is : 

Ladies and gentlemen, this institution stands not only as a 
beacon light to the women of Burma, making it possible that they 
become an enlightened, educated race and loyal citizens of our 
beloved British Empire, but it t stands for a religious purpose 
greater far than any which Burma has ever known. la the years 
to come, Burma will be better because, first and foremost, the 
women from this institution, who know Christianity, will inter- 
pret to this fair land the high and noble aspirations they have 
felt in these humble classrooms of our Girls' High School and in 
the chapel of this Hall in Mandalay. 

The English Deputy Commissioner, who was present, 
said: " Never have I heard anything like this in Burma. 




I never imagined that a Burman could have such a 
knowledge of the English language." Her picture is 
being sent to you. Be sure to look carefully at it, so you 
will recognize Ma Hmi if you should ever see her. 

Mr. Shi. Huchow is a fascinating city surrounded by 
an old stone wall, wide enough for a promenade, and 
almost more canals than can be counted. It is in the 
heart of the section of China that leads the world in the 
production of rice and silk. At any time, from the wall, 
the people in their houses and yards can be seen at work 
on the various processes of washing, drying, and twist- 
ing the silk thread. Mr. Shi lives here. He graduated 
from Shanghai College in 1921, and began teaching in 
the Boys' School in Huchow. Now he has been made 
the principal, but he will not stay in this position long, 
because soon a union normal school is to be established 
in the city, and he is to be the first principal. He is 
already the recording secretary of the association. 

Miss Nyi. Over in Shaohsing there is Miss Nyi, who 
graduated from Ginling College, in Nanking, in the 
class of 1922, and has been the acting principal of the 
Girls' Junior High School in that city for two years. 
She is looking forward to a year of study of education 
in an American college in the near future ; so watch out, 
you may see her face to face on your own college campus, 
some day. She is the daughter of a Baptist pastor, as is 
also Miss Chen, who was her classmate at Ginling 

Miss Chen. The latter first taught Bible in the Y. W. 
C. A. Physical Training School in Shanghai, and is now 
to be found on the faculty of the Union Girls' School 
in Hangchow. Both of these young women have a wide 
acquaintance and influence among the students of China. 



Miss Nakaji. Do you know Miss Chika Nakaji, of 
Osaka, Japan 1 Her father was a judge in the old im- 
perial city of Kyoto, and her family had a strong dis- 
like for anything Christian. Without telling her 
mother, she stole away from home to see what the for- 
eign Sunday school was like, which had been opened on a 
neighboring street. Later, her mother went with her, 
and both gave their hearts to Jesus Christ. She is a 
graduate of Hinomoto Girls' School in Himeji and of 
the Bible Training School in Osaka, both schools of our 
Family, and now holds the position of Dean in the latter 
institution. She has spent one year, in America. That 
is why I am thinking that perhaps you remember meet- 
ing her. She has a remarkable influence over students 
and often attends Student Conferences. She has a most 
radiant personality, and it is a delight to talk with her 
and to watch her in her contacts with Japanese young 

These are just a few samples of the wealth of friend- 
ships that are possible with other members of our Family 
young men and women who are thinking deeply about 
life's problems and their relation to them, and about 
their country and its position in the great assemblage of 
nations. They, too, are trying to be Christian in their 
actions and in their point of view. 



Dear Order of Royal Ambassadors: 

How many of you know where .we are? And is this 
Date-line made of chalk or rope or barbed wire ? You 



might offer a prize to the Royal Ambassador who can 
explain clearly and correctly just what the International 
Date-line is and why there is such a thing in the world. 
At any rate, we crossed that line after dark, last night. 
Yesterday was Thursday, and today is Thursday, too, 
only it has another name Meridian Day. It is rather 
trying, when we are counting the days and wanting to 
reach San Francisco, to have a day added to the week 
and to know that we can never get rid of that extra day, 
until we go back the same way. 

Boys' High Schools. I suppose that many of you are 
in high school. Then you would enjoy driving from the 
steamer dock in Rangoon, Burma, down St. John's Road, 
passing the main building of Judson College, which be- 
longs to our Family, and which is on our left, and 
straight across West Street through a wide gateway into 
a big schoolyard in shape like a triangle. Here are lots 
of buildings houses, dormitories, gymnasium, recitation 
halls and a tall clock-tower all shaded by beautiful 
trees and separated by winding roads and paths. This 
is Gushing High School. Of course you will want to 
go to the daily chapel exercises, so that you can see 
what the eight hundred boys look like. Their faces are 
not as white as yours, for these boys are Burmans, 
Karens, Indians, Chinese, Shans, Talains, and other 
races, too. And not more than one-fourth of them are 
Christian. The remainder are Buddhists, Hindus, or 
Mohammedans. Some of the boys are dressed like 
Americans, but many of them wear the colored, plaid or 
checked, silk shirt draped in loose folds in front, a white 
jacket, and a little silk cap with an end sticking down 
over one ear. They work hard and some of them have 
a bad time and flunk at the end of the term because for 



one thing they do not know how to study, and then 
almost all of their studies are in English. That is much 
worse than just having an hour a day in French or Latin. 
You know English is hard to learn, for we do a lot of 
queer things without any good reason. 

Perhaps you will be fortunate enough to visit Gush- 
ing High the night of the concert and prize distribution. 
If so you will see a fine program. These are some of the 
numbers : club drill, tricks in cycling (this is wonderful, 
for the boy turns himself and his machine wrong side 
out and up-side down and then ends up all right) , pyra- 
mid drill by the Boy Scouts (you expect the small boy 
at the very top to fall and break his skull, but he 
doesn't), scenes from the Merchant of Venice given in 
English, of course, and a fine chorus and duet. These 
boys, besides the chapel exercises, have regular Bible 
study and attend the Sunday services. Twenty-eight of 
them, last year, were baptized, ten joining their home 
churches, and the remainder, the college church. 

Swatow Academy. Now we will take a steamer from 
Rangoon and go as fast as we can to Hongkong; then 
take a much smaller boat, that will roll badly if the sea 
is rough, for the night trip to Swatow. Here is another 
high school, Swatow Academy, with five hundred boys 
who are all Chinese. The school buildings are perched 
on a rocky hill and have a wonderful view of Swatow 
Bay. It must be rather exciting to go to school here, 
for a boy would never know when an earthquake might 
come along and shake his school down, or a typhoon that 
would lash the bay into a whirlpool, or an order from the 
Students' Association for a school strike. You see that 
there is plenty of opportunity for a holiday in Swatow 
really more than in America. 

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When these boys first enter the high school, the great 
majority are not Christians. I do not mean simply not 
church-members, but that they have never known any- 
thing about a Christian background or about Jesus 
Christ, but have been trained in the faith of Confucius 
or of Buddha. They go to the Bible classes for the first 
time, attend chapel and Sunday services, join a Bible 
class, hear about the Y. M. C. A., and most of all, watch 
their teachers and feel how different this school is from 
any other place where they have ever been. As a result, 
last year, thirty-nine were baptized, and others hope to 
follow soon. You may be sure that this is not an easy 
thing to do, for often they are strongly opposed by the 
home folks, and even punished. 

Wayland Academy. Leaving jSwatow on a small 
Chinese steamer, the only Americans on board, we have 
a three-day trip to Shanghai. You will surely be sur- 
prised at the fine, foreign buildings and the wide streets 
of Shanghai, and you need have no fear of the police- 
men. It is true that they are enormously tall and digni- 
fied, with their dark faces and big red turbans. You 
will soon learn that they are Indian Sikhs, brought to 
Shanghai by the British, and that the city is what is 
called an " International Settlement." This is not where 
we intend to stay, however, for we are going straight on 
by train, for five hours, to Hangchow, which is south of 
Shanghai and quite a city of schools. The one I es- 
pecially want you to visit is Wayland Academy, which 
is not nearly so good to look upon as these other two we 
have visited. The buildings are plain and old, and the 
compound, although of good size, is in the heart of this 
city of eight hundred thousand people, without any 
wonderful view or wide streets and shady trees. How- 



ever, here are more boys whom you should know, be- 
cause you both belong to the same Family three hun- 
dred fine, manly Chinese boys. You ought to see them 
on the athletic field and watch them walk off with the 
honors of the day, winning in hurdles, running high 
jump, and other contests over all the hundreds of boys 
from the Government schools in the city. Then you 
would surely want to see them in chapel and hear them 
sing, and of course join with them. From this academy 
are coming some of the Christian men who are taking a 
leading part in the new China of today. 

Mabie Memorial Boys' School. Three days away from 
Shanghai by steamer and train, in Yokohama, Japan, is 
another boys' school which you should be proud to know 
belongs to our Family. This is the Mabie Memorial 
Boys' School, which stands high on one of the hills of 
the city or rather it did, before the earthquake of 
September, 1923, when all of the fine buildings went 
down like paper, and there was nothing left but broken 
pieces of cement and great masses of twisted iron. 
Those were the buildings, however, and not the real 
school, which is composed of four hundred and fifty 
Japanese boys who, with only a few exceptions, came 
back after the earthquake and willingly carried on in 
temporary shacks with almost no equipment. That is 
where you find them today. We will climb the hill, 
through the slippery mud, and take a look at the bar- 
racklike, unpainted, wooden buildings with galvanized 
iron roofs. Homely as they can be ! But a brave bunch 
of boys! 

Some of. the graduates met a short time ago for din- 
ner together, and this is what took place: one of the 
young men rose and testified to the struggle he was hav- 



ing to cling to his Christian ideals, and asked help of 
his friends. Other young men did the same thing. 
Finally a non-Christian teacher rose to say that for 
ten years he had been attending similar meetings, "but 
never had he seen such power among the students. He 
added that this was the inevitable result of the spiri- 
tual training of the school. You see the Order of Eoyal 
Ambassadors is not confined to the American branch of 
the Family. Are you not glad? 


Dear World Wide Guild Girls: 


Eeally I do not know where to begin to tell you all 
about the wonderful things I have seen since I last 
wrote you. If I should write you all I would like to, 
there would need to be a special steamer chartered to 
take the tons of pages home to you. 

Golaghat. "Well, I'll start with Golaghat, which is 
twelve hours on the train beyond Gauhati. I told 
how io reach that town in my very first letter home to 
the Family. The train leaves us at a station called 
Furkating, and the mission Ford takes us the last few 
miles. What you find there is not like any school you 
ever saw in America. All of the buildings are after the 
native style one story, of plaster and mud, with roofs 
of thatch. The only real house is the new bungalow 
where our missionaries live. You see the plan is to teach 
the eighty-five girls how to live together as little families, 
keep house, cook, care for the younger children while 
they also go to school and learn how to read and write 
and do all the other things that schoolgirls do. So, be- 



sides the sehoolhouse, there are several small houses, in 
which the different groups live. The girls come mostly 
from the small villages, and it is the first real school that 
they have ever attended, so you can imagine how they 
love it. The fathers of the girls are collecting money to 
build another house, to be used for classrooms, and do 
not expect to ask their relatives in America for any help. 

Satri Bari, Gauhati. From Golaghat we might stop 
at Gauhati, where Satri Bari is, the school upon which 
Golaghat is modeled; but I think we will go on, back 
to Calcutta and then by train for several hours to Bala- 
sore, where another kind of an experiment is being 
worked out. Here, by the way, you may have your first 
drink of real milk since leaving America, for Doctor 
Bacheler keeps a cow and personally supervises her diet. 
This town is the center of a large number of our Family 
who belong to the Oriya race and who are much more 
responsive than are the Bengalis who live in the next 
province. There has been a grade school here for a long 
time, and it has such a pretty building, which is quite 
new. It is somewhat the shape of the letter TJ, back 
from the street, is white and has a veranda with 
columns on the three sides. 

Girls' School, Balasore. The girls and their parents 
have been anxious to have a high-school department 
added, for they did not want to stop with what would 
be our grammar grade at home ; but there was no money 
in the mission treasury of the Family with which to pay 
the salaries of more teachers. What could be done? 
Just nothing, but to do the thing, themselves. And that 
is what they are doing. Already there is a class of five 
girls to start with and a new teacher. How do you sup- 
pose they are raising the money ? Every Christian who 



is earning anything is to be asked to give one month's 
salary within the year. Then the church voted that all 
the homes should be visited. The teachers have given 
out of their salaries, and so enough money is being 
gathered for the Oriya girls to have a high school to 
which to go. You do not need to work so hard at home, 
do you, to make a school before you can attend it? 

Narsaravupet. On the train again for a day and a 
half, changing at Bezwada, and at last we arrive at 
Narsaravupet. Here a pony and a little two-wheeled 
cart meet us and take us to visit the one hundred and 
twenty Indian boys and girls in another of the schools 
of our Family. They all go to classes in what was 
once the church, with only one big room. What would 
teachers at home say to holding eight large classes in 
one room and expecting to get anybody to pay attention 
and learn anything? Of course, you say, there should 
be an addition at once, or partitions or something; but 
my dear girls, will you kindly persuade the Family to 
do this? 

Emilie S. Coles Memorial. Even though we would 
like to stay longer at Narsaravupet and help settle the 
problem of this crowded school, we take the train and 
travel on for hours until we come to Kurnool. Here we 
are delighted to discover that a member of the Baptist 
Family has heard about the Girls' School and has pro- 
vided a fine new building. It is of gray stone, with a 
wide veranda, plenty of large, light rooms and a dormi- 
tory for the girls who do not live in the town. This 
attractive building has been erected by the brother of 
an American woman of our Family, whom you can never 
know, for she died a few years ago, and it bears her 
name Emilie S. Coles School for Girls. 

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Girls' High School, Nellore. Back we go, long hours 
on the train, change at Bezwada to a mail train for 
Madras, stopping for a few hours in Nellore, just so you 
may see the Girls' High School, the only one our Family 
has for Telugu girls. There are one hundred and twenty 
of them, all dressed in fresh white saris in your honor. 
They will be rather shy, but be sure that they will look 
you over carefully and have lots of fun after we have 
gone, talking about your bobbed hair and short skirts. 
In one of the dormitory rooms you will see a small mirror 
on the wall, and the girls will smile with pride if you 
notice it, for it is the prize for having had the neatest 
room for a month. The mirror is in place of a banner 
and is often moved, as different groups of girls win it. 
You see a mirror on the wall is a rare object for these 
girls to own, for even a month. Think of the satisfac- 
tion of seeing yourself almost full length, when never 
before have you seen anything but the middle of your 
face ! 


Kemendine. From Madras we take a steamer for 
three days to Rangoon. I would give my new black 
ebony elephant if you could only attend chapel exercises 
at Kemendine, at half past eight of a morning. There 
are four hundred and fifty girls, marching two by two, 
making no sound because they are bare-footed, wearing 
bright cotton or silk skirts, white jackets, dark hair 
smooth as satin and piled high on their heads. They 
slip into their seats, and then sing in perfect time and 
harmony some of the Christian hymns that you have 
known all your life. To hear these familiar hymns sung 
with reverence and enthusiasm is a rare treat. The 



chapel is large and new, for it is the Jubilee gift of the 
women of New York district ; but it is packed with these 
lovely girls. 

Pegu Sgaw Karen High School. And I would like you 
to go to the Pegu Sgaw Karen High School in Eangoon, 
and see even a larger assembly of nearly seven hundred 
boys and girls. Oh, how they sing, for they are Karens 
and have a wonderful gift. You would be thrilled and 
want to bring them all home with you to sing at the 
next W. W. G-. rally. 


Girls' School at Kaying. You will never know all the 
joys this world offers, dear World Wide Guilders, until 
you travel this road to Kaying, fifty miles up the Han 
river, into the heart of the land of the Hakkas. The 
route is as follows : a train for an hour from Swatow to 
Chaochowfu; change to a Chinese launch, loaded with 
Chinese, from the flat roof of which you watch the shore 
life and the crowds that gather as the boat stops at the 
little villages to leave passengers and freight this con- 
tinues for twenty-four hours, which includes a night in 
a tiny stateroom, sleeping on a board and with a window 
a foot square for ventilation ; change again to a Hakka 
house-boat and for another whole day glide slowly up 
the river, which turns and twists in a most remarkable 
manner, and whose banks are lined with beautiful, 
feathery clumps of light green bamboo, and rows and 
rows of Chinese graves with an occasional small temple 
on the top of a hill. At five o'clock in the afternoon the 
boat landing at Kaying is reached, and then comes a 
ride of an hour in a sedan-chair, through the city streets, 
Out through the valley in the twilight and the early eve- 



ning and suddenly, twinkling lights appear, you hear 
voices, the men quicken their steps, and you almost fall 
out of your uncomfortable sedan-chair into the arms of 
some of the Family. 

When morning comes you meet the one hundred and 
forty girls in the Girls' School, and especially those of 
your own age who are in the first high school that 
Kaying has ever known. There are forty of these girls, 
and some of them will shyly tell you that they hope to 
go to college all the long way to Shanghai, Ginling, 
and Peking, so that they may be able to bring back to 
Kaying the best, educationally, that China offers to 
young women. 

Glad to be in Kaying 1 "Well, I should say ! 


Abigail Hart Scott Memorial. Yesterday was Sun- 
day, and in the afternoon all the girls of the Abigail 
Hart Scott Memorial School went for a walk with their 
teachers, and you could have gone along, had you been 
on the spot. They decided to go up to the top of the 
hill where the new high school building is being erected, 
and where the W. W. G. Jubilee house is. After the 
climb, we sat down and looked out over the Bay of 
Swatow, at the city on the opposite side of the water 
and at the hills and towns, in the far distance. Then 
some one said, " Let us have a prayer-meeting, and 
dedicate this hill to our school and our service to it and 
to China." Just the sort of thing you do at your rallies 
in America! You see, the girls of our Family who live 
in the Orient have the same variety of aspirations and 
desires that other girls have, and they long to be of use 
in this big, interesting world. 



Dear World Crusaders: 

We had a parade today, and we never expected it. 
We came up here from Swatow to spend the day with 
Mr. and Mrs. Baker. It was only an hour's ride on the 
train, but when we arrived there at the station were fifty 
small boys, all in their school uniforms with black caps, 
with visors and a stripe of red, and their drums and 
horns. It seems that the older boys were having a holi- 
day, and these little ones felt so deserted that they had 
been promised this trip to the station to escort the visi- 
tors to the school. Well, we were put into sedan-chairs, 
the band in front, then the boys, two by two, following, 
and the rear brought up by Mr. and Mrs. Baker. Slowly 
we went down one narrow street and then up the next, 
and all along the route people rushed to the doors and 
gates to see what all the noise was about. I peeked out 
through the curtain of my chair, and what do you think 
I saw? Fathers and mothers, toothless grandmothers, 
small boys, babies, dogs, and pigs. They looked at the 
schoolboys proudly stalking by, at the pale-faced Ameri- 
cans, and they wondered what could be going on at the 
Christian school on the next street. It was a strange 
sight to them, and of course they were curious. 

Boy Scouts. In almost every school where we have 
gone we find Boy Scouts, or Cubs, as they are sometimes 
called. They all have the same khaki uniforms that you 
have at home, and they seem just as wide-awake and 
full of mischief as you do. Several times we have been 
invited to see them do stunts, and they surely are little 
acrobats. They form all sorts of figures, pile themselves 
into pyramids, drill, salute the flag, etc. They always 



look very important, stand stiff and straight, and never 
laugh or smile. 

Girl Guides. The girls have an organization that is 
called the Girl Guides, and they can do as much as the 
boys, only in a different way. They gave the cutest play 
at our Girls' School in Mandalay, Burma. There was 
a girl in a dark room, ill with tuberculosis. In came 
nurse Milk Bottle, Doctor Sunshine, and Miss Fresh Air, 
and it was not long before the little girl was quite well 
again. Then at the Sgaw Karen school in Eangoon, the 
Guides gave a wonderful drill with round wands made 
of flowers. You would just love every one of the bright, 
smiling faces of those girls who are your own age. 


Dear Baptist Mothers: 

Such a lovely picture as I saw today. I must send you 
this bit of a note to tell you about it. I walked over to 
the Yotsuya Baptist church, this morning, with Miss 
Ryder, through the narrow streets, guiltless of sidewalks, 
passing all sorts of fascinating shops, to be present at 
the opening of the new year of the kindergarten. The 
church was new just before the earthquake and was 
only slightly damaged. The children have a large, sunny 
room, and looked very cunning in their tiny chairs, some 
of them quite modern in their European clothes, and 
others in the quaint kimono with big sleeves and broad 
sash. One chair was empty because the little man who 
should have occupied it was too shy and was clinging 
close to his mother, who sat just back of the circle of 
children with her child in her lap. I watched her for a 



long time a woman with a strong, sweet face, gowned 
in the dark kimono customary for street wear, with her 
whole attention given to the children and the song that 
they were singing. There she sat, her head keeping time 
to the music and her lips forming the words of " Jesus 
loves me, this I know," the little child in her arms a 
Japanese Madonna. 



Dear Baptist Women: 

You have sponsored some very wonderful undertak- 
ings during the last fifty years, since, in fact, you real- 
ized that you could work beyond your own door-yard. 
Do yon realize, I mean the great majority of you, what 
you have been doing? You really put your finger on 
the weakest branch in our Family tree, and have been 
working to strengthen it ever since. You have pruned 
and grafted, and now you are being rewarded by the 
choicest fruit that has ever been picked from a human 
tree like ours. 

A Weak Link Strengthened. In those early days, 
your intuitions told' you that a family needs Christian 
women if it is to produce a strong, virile race that is to 
help to move the world toward righteousness and God. 
Therefore, you began with the material you found to 
work with fine material, but buried in ignorance, super- 
stition, and suffering. And out of it have come women 
and girls, too many to number, who are now standing 
with you, shoulder to shoulder, to complete the task 

The Cottage System for Girls' Schools. If you could 
only all see with the physical eyes, as well as the sight 
that comes through faith, the Christian schools that you 



have helped to start, there would sweep through your 
souls a great song of rejoicing. Take this one illustra- 
tion of Ongole, in India, where one hundred and seventy 
Indian girls are enrolled in our mission school. If you 
should pay them a visit, they would all gather on the 
compound, in the shade of the big trees and in the 
shadow of the low, white school buildings, and give you 
a royal welcome. They would hang wreaths of mari- 
golds around your necks, sing their songs, and shyly and 
in soft voices make their little speeches. The girls live 
in dormitories which are like rooms chained together in 
a row, one-story, whitewashed buildings not unlike their 
own homes. The same problem is being solved here as in 
Gauhati and Golaghat, Assam, namely, how to educate 
the girls so that they will not be unfitted for the village 
life out of which they have come. Therefore, in each dor- 
mitory or little cottage the girls live as in a family, elect- 
ing a " mother " and being distributed so that there are 
big and little sisters, according to the ages of the girls. 
Adjacent to each dormitory is a simple kitchen with a 
small open fireplace, dirt floor, and shelf for the brass 
jars. Each family does all of its own buying and cook- 
ing, planning and serving of meals. Thus these Indian 
girls are learning habits of thrift and honesty and self- 
reliance from actual experience, in addition to what 
they find in their daily lessons in the classrooms. 

A School Shop. The older girls decided to open a 
School Shop where the goods in most constant demand 
would be on sale, such as grain, curry-stuffs, oil, soap- 
nuts, kerosene, pencils, bowls, and thread. This gave 
them all sorts of new experiences. It was necessary to 
whitewash the shop, to secure the goods, to decide upon 
the hours when the shop would be open, whether credit 



should be given, etc. When all was ready they arranged 
a short program and opened their new venture with 
prayer and the singing of Christian hymns. 

Value of Christian Living. At least one-half of these 
girls are from Christian homes, and the others who come 
in contact with Christian living every day, in school, in 
their own little family group, and in all the contacts they 
make on the compound, realize the difference between the 
old life of the Christless village and the possibilities that 
are open before them, in accepting Jesus Christ. 



Dear Young People of the Baptist Young People's Union 
and Christian Endeavor: 

This is a grand place in which to start a letter to you. 
Sendai is eight hours by train from Tokyo, the most 
important city in the north of Japan, and here our 
Family has one of the finest schools for girls in all the 
world. The compound is beautifully located, high on a 
bluff above a twisting, turning river. The buildings on 
both sides of the road are of gray stucco chapel and 
classrooms, residence, and dormitories. The school ranks 
high in the estimation of the Japanese, and recently was 
granted the privilege of entering its graduates in the 
Imperial University Colleges of Law or Literature an 
honor held by few schools in Japan. The school also 
has a fine record for the Christian baptism of its grad- 
uates before they leave its care. You will be inter- 
ested to know that recently, having expressed a desire 
to know more about Jesus Christ, these three hundred 



and twenty earnest girls were given an opportunity to 
listen to Mr. Yasumura, Bible teacher at the Mabie 
Memorial Boys' School in Yokohama, who spoke to them 
for three afternoons. The girls were at liberty to talk 
with him individually and seek answers to some of their 
questions regarding the true religion. As a result, a 
third of the student body expressed the wish to be bap- 
tized and thus publicly acknowledge Jesus Christ. On a 
Sunday in April, in the clear, cold water of the river, 
thirty-five were baptized, and others have been follow- 
ing as they have secured permission from their parents. 

Christian School Activities, Sunday Schools. Please 
do not receive the idea that this is the only school, among 
all those in the Orient belonging to our Family, that 
has an active record for conversions or for aggressive 
Christian service. There is scarcely a school of any size 
but has its Christian school organization under one name 
or another, meeting regularly once a week. Then many 
a school conducts Sunday schools on Sunday afternoon 
and even on a week-day, for children in the neighbor- 
hood or in the near-by villages. For instance, Mary L. 
Colby School for Girls, with an enrolment of over three 
hundred, situated on a bluff commanding a magnificent 
view of Yokohama Bay, conducts fifteen such schools 
every week; the one hundred and eighty girls in the 
Hinomoto Girls' School, Himeji, radiate the fine Chris- 
tian spirit of their training through fifteen weekly Sun- 
day schools; at Iloilo in the Philippines, the boys of 
Central College are busy with eleven, and the girls on 
the Eenfroville compound, nearer the city, have four- 
teen more. 

Enumerating Other Activities. This is only one out- 
let, however, for the strong desire that all these groups 


of young people have for Christian service. Temper- 
ance societies, Bible classes, prayer groups, leading meet- 
ings both in the school and outside, attendance upon 
conferences, are a few of the lines of Christian activity 
in the Orient, as at home among the American branch 
of the Family. 

At Kemendine. Just listen to what one school is do- 
ing regularly to pass on what the young people, them- 
selves, have received. This is at Kemendine, five miles 
out from the center of Eangoon, where there are nearly 
five hundred girls. They have their own church, be- 
cause, as you can see, they would overcrowd any of the 
city churches, should they attempt to attend. They take 
collections at the church services and at the Sunday 
school, and pay their preacher about three dollars a 
Sunday. Then they give ten dollars a month for the 
support of two orphans in the school; support six out- 
side Sunday schools and provide for two hundred cards 
a week; pay the traveling expenses of a delegation of 
girls to sing, every Sunday afternoon, to the women in 
Dufferin Hospital; give about thirty dollars a year for 
home missions and fifty dollars toward the entertain- 
ment of the annual Convention; contribute from five to 
twenty-five dollars for the work of the Convention, the 
Baptist Orphanage, Christian Endeavor Union, the Sun- 
day School Union, the Burman Seminary, the two Wo- 
men's Bible Schools, delegates for the Summer Confer- 
ence at Maymyo, the Burman School for the Deaf, and 
the Evangelistic Society. Don't you think that those 
girls have an active interest in the work 'of our Baptist 
Family in the spread of Christ's kingdom in Burma? 
They seem to be standing loyally with you in all your 
fine plans for service. 



Student Bands at Judson College. Then at Judson 
College in Rangoon, the boys and girls have what they 
call "'student bands," and these go out, week-ends, to 
near-by towns. Their visit to Tharrawaddy is a sample 
of the sort of work they do. The program began with a 
basket-ball game and there was a tie score which, of 
course, created a fine feeling of comradeship between the 
local and visiting teams. Thursday evening the college 
glee club gave an excellent concert to five hundred school 
children plus a hundred of the officials and elders of the 
town. Saturday morning there was a short general as- 
sembly, Bible classes, and testimony meetings, with the 
subject " The Sinfulness of Sin." In the afternoon, the 
Bible lesson was on salvation. At three-thirty, there 
were games followed by a football game which the school 
won. In the evening there was a sacred concert and a 
sermon. More Bible classes were held Sunday, and 
meetings in which the college boys told how they had 
been led to Christ, and about the temptations and oppo- 
sition they had been forced to overcome. The after- 
math of such a visit was that twenty of the boys im- 
mediately indicated their wish to be baptized, and others 
wanted to know more and joined classes for special study 
of the Bible. These college teams have been to Pegu, 
Maubin, Henzada, and many other towns, and every- 
where the response has been the same a new respect 
for the gospel and an active desire to know more 
about it. 

Dear Baptist Laymen: 

May I have a word with you? I promise not to take 
any more time than is necessary, and I will make this 

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letter to you as brief as possible. I am not writing for 
money or to interest you in any proposition where money 
will be needed later. I want to tell you about some other 
laymen who belong to our Family, and what they are 
doing, so that you will not feel that the whole responsi- 
bility of educating Baptists and preaching the gospel 
rests upon your shoulders. 

Karen Laymen of Burma. I am making reference 
to the Karens of Burma, who years ago must have mi- 
grated from Western China until now there are nearly 
two million of them in the country. They were origi- 
nally subject to the Burmans, the ruling race of Burma, 
but when Great Britain assumed charge of India, they 
were protected and free to develop their own racial 
characteristics and talents. This they have done along 
almost every line. Today Baptist Karens have nine 
hundred and eighteen organized, independent and self- 
directing churches with over two hundred ordained 
pastors and five hundred who have not been ordained. 
Their total registered, baptized church-membership is 
in excess of fifty-six thousand. 

Thoroughness of Their Plans for Education. All of 
their work is organized, and they believe in education. 
It is not a matter of theory, but of fact, for every church 
is taxed for the support of the Karen schools. If the 
rice, pigs, goats, bamboo, etc., are not forthcoming, the 
children of that church are not permitted to continue 
in school, unless there is evidence that arrears will be 
made up. Every Karen Christian center has its large 
school in English and the vernacular languages. Some 
of these schools have enrolments of many hundreds ; for 
instance, Henzada with three hundred and eighty, 
Tharrawaddy with five hundred, Kangoon with six hun- 



dred and eighty, Bassein with seven hundred and sixty. 
Every Christian village also supports its own local day- 
. school, so that, in all, there are twenty-six thousand 
Karen boys and girls who are in schools provided for 
them by the Christian parents of our own Family. 

Property of Karens at Bassein. Nor it is a matter of 
support simply, for there are the buildings and the 
equipment to be supplied. Doubtless you have heard of 
this new building at Bassein, which has just been com- 
pleted at a total cost of one hundred thousand dollars. 
It contains twenty-two classrooms, a library, and an 
auditorium seating fifteen hundred. You would be very 
much impressed if you should come driving up the hill, 
turn in at the gate, and go through the building. Yet, 
this is not the only building that this school possesses. 
You could be made quite weary with a tour of this com- 
pound, for there are twenty-six buildings dormitories, 
gymnasium, steam laundry, steam-cooking plant and 
class buildings, besides the residences which the mis- 
sion has erected. Even now you are not done with the 
Karens of the Bassein district, for you must see the 
saw-mill property and the rice-mill in the town, which 
are valued at seventy thousand dollars and whose in- 
come is used to meet the expenses of this educational 
work, as an endowment. If you make further inquiry 
into the financial backing of this school, you will be told 
that there is an additional endowment of thirty-five 
thousand dollars on interest in America. 

This Sgaw Karen mission in Bassein is probably the 
best organized and the most successful of any Christian 
Family anywhere in the world. We feel a certain legit- 
imate pride in the fact that it belongs to our Family, 
and that it is an outgrowth of Baptist faith and work. 




Dear Baptist Fathers and Mothers: 

Lewis Memorial Hostel. I am sending this letter to 
you because I know you appreciate having the right 
kind of surroundings for your boys and girls when 
they leave you to go to school in some big city, or are 
out of your sight under conditions with which you are 
not familiar. Well, parents are much the same, the 
world over. So it is a matter of real comfort to Assa- 
mese parents that, on the banks of the broad Brahma- 
putra river as it flows by the town of Gauhati, our 
Family has erected the Lewis Memorial Hostel for the 
students in Cotton Government College. It accommo- 
dates thirty-five boys who daily come under the influence 
of a member of our own Family who is in charge, and 
many more join the Bible classes and make use of the 
reading-rooms and the library. 

King Hostel. In the heart of the city of Madras 
stands King Hostel, the gift of members of the Ameri- 
can branch of our Family. It is only two years old, but 
its comfortable, quiet rooms opening onto an inner court 
are always filled with Tamil, Telugu, Parsee, and Ma- 
layalis college boys, who covet the atmosphere of. this 
Christian home. Twenty-five young men, carefully se- 
lected, are thus guided and cared for, each year, and 
given a vision of how to meet their country's need and 
how their own lives may be used in the service of Christ. 

Pegu and Benton Hostels. In Rangoon, when Judson 
College first opened its doors to the girls, parents hesi- 
tated to send their daughters on such a new venture as 
a college education in classes with young men. Then 

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Pegu Hostel was opened and was soon crowded with 
twenty-five girls, and more were turned away. A mem- 
ber of the Family in America heard of the need and 
soon a large, comfortable house nest door was added, as 
the Caroline Benton Memorial Hostel, and now fifty 
happy, lovely girls meet, morning and evening, for 
prayers and are carrying the influence of that Christian 
living throughout Burma, as they leave those beloved 
homes of college days. 

Five Hostels in the Philippines. The student hostels 
of our Family in the Philippines are five in number; 
two in Bacolod on the island of Negros, two in Iloilo on 
the island of Panay, and one in Manila. In these central 
towns of these islands are fine Government high schools 
to which boys and girls from the villages come. To 
many Filipino parents, upon the proper answer of the 
question, " Where will our child live at school? " de- 
pends the fate of the high-school course for many an 
eager boy or girl. Thus these five hostels are always 
full, and two hundred young people, every year, through 
the foresight of our Family, are safeguarded and given 
definite instruction in the Bible and in Christian living. 

At Waseda University. Our Family has two hostels 
here in Tokyo, Japan. One is in connection with Waseda 
University and is composed of two fine, new brick build- 
ings : Scott Hall, the gift of an American woman of our 
Family, and the center of the church and religious life 
of the students ; and Alvah Hovey Memorial Dormitory, 
the home of the students. No one can estimate the in- 
fluence of the work of this hostel upon the future leaders 
of Japan, for it is a high type of student that attends 
Waseda University, and this openly Christian service 
rendered by members of our Family is frankly favored 



by the authorities who control this non-religious insti- 

Young Women's Dormitory. The second hostel in 
Tokyo is for young women, and no one unfamiliar with 
the conditions in this great city realizes the temptations 
to which a young woman student is subjected, when left 
to find her own lodging. Forty lovely Japanese girls, 
students in the leading schools of the city, find a real 
Christian home and a friend and mother in Miss Ryder, 
who has charge of this hostel. Recently an American 
woman of our Family has made possible a remodeled 
and new dormitory. Through the wooden gate which 
spells security and peace, these girls pass every day, the 
cherry blossom petals drop softly about them, the red 
maple leaves gleam richly in the sunshine, and one by 
one these girls come to know the love of God that is to 
be their strength as long as they live. 





AIM: To set forth the value and significance of some of the 
Training-schools in the Baptist Family ; to show what it means 
to have, not only educated members in the Family, but also 
some who are specially trained for definite Christian service. 

INTRODUCTION : The Foresight of the Family in Establishing 
Training-schools, and Their Variety. 

1. A Visit to Kurnool, South India, and to Ningpo, East China. 

2. Seminaries of Special Interest to Baptist Pastors. 

3. Baptist Gardeners Agricultural School, Pyinmana, Burma, 

and Gardens at Ongole and Nellore, South India. 

4. Congratulations to the Woman's Societies and a Tour of 


5. Attention of School-teachers Normal Training-schools. 

6. Where Kindergarten Teachers in the Orient Are Trained. 

7. World Wide Guilds and Nurses ' Training-schools. 

8. Baptist Laymen and Applied Christian Business. 



Dear Denomination: 

We have been on this steamer all day, waiting to sail, 
but we can not leave until the last of the eighty tons 
of silver bullion has been unloaded. It is worth seven 
million dollars just think of that! And each piece 
looks like a big loaf of frosted cake and takes two men 
to carry it off the steamer. 

Foresight Shown in Establishment of Training-schools. 
All that I have yet written you regarding the schools of 
our Family in the Orient has been about those that follow 
rather closely the regular course for a general education. 
I have saved for this letter what I want to tell you about 
the special training that our schools give, fitting boys and 
girls and older people for some definite line of service. 
Some of this work is given as a course or a department 
of the schools about which I have already written, but 
there are also separate training-schools, so many of them 
and doing such good work that I feel that a special letter 
should be written you about them. Our Family has 
been very wise in recognizing the need for specialization 
and in attempting to provide for it with a strong Chris- 
tian background and atmosphere. It is inevitable that 
the preaching of the gospel, all the evangelistic work 
of our Family in the Orient, the medical work, educa- 
tional, etc., will more and more be carried on by the 
branch of the Family indigenous to that district or 
country. Therefore special training is required as much 



in the Orient as it is at home, if the Family expects to 
accomplish good work and raise up strong men and 
women to guide the future growth of Christ's kingdom. 

Variety in Training-schools. The training-schools 
that belong to our Family in the Orient cover many 
different lines of activities. They prepare men to be 
ministers of the gospel, men and women to be evangelists, 
Bible teachers, Sunday-school and church workers ; they 
fit them as Christian teachers in the grade and high 
schools of the mission and the government, as kinder- 
gartners, as nurses ; they train them to use their hands in 
agriculture, in mechanical work, in handwork of all 
kinds; they dignify labor and glorify the earning of 
the daily bread; they give to mothers and homemakers 
the necessary knowledge that will rear a generation of 
healthy children and make the home a place where the 
wife can take her place as the equal of her husband and 

Industrial Department at Kurnool. Let us pay a visit 
to Kurnool, where our Family is hard at work. This 
is a town on the banks of a river with no water in it 
for many months of each year. This saves, as you can 
see, the necessity of building a bridge, for the river 
may be crossed in a two-wheeled cart drawn by two or 
four bullocks, or on foot through the sand which is ankle 
deep. Kurnool is almost in the Decean and so shares 
with that native state of India the isolation and the 
poverty of the people. One of the finest plants of our 
Family in the Orient, however, is to be found at Kurnool, 
including a Boys' High School with an enrolment of 
two hundred and fifty. The Industrial Department is 
an important part of this school, which is housed in sub- 
stantial gray stone buil'dings, and bears the name of the 



Coles-Ackerman Memorial School, well-known names in 
our American Family. Here you find a carpentry shop 
where the boys are at work on chairs, tables, chests, and 
desks ; a weaving shed with big looms where you watch 
the boys guide the shuttles, making bath towels, colored 
plaid cotton for dresses, and wonderful blue and white 
bed-spreads (if you have an eye for attractive souvenirs 
to bring from India, you will order one of these spreads 
immediately). Putting on pith sunhats, we can walk 
over the sixty acres which the school has under cultiva- 
tion. Possibly you will be satisfied to see just the fine 
gardens where all sorts of green things are growing in 
even rows, without a weed in sight. Then there are 
some fine-looking cattle that are being scientifically 
cared for a lesson in itself to these Indian boys, who 
have had no knowledge of sleek, healthy cows, and have 
not thought such animals possible. Well, it would pay 
the denomination to visit Kurnool, for it would be justly 
proud of what is being done there in training boys to 
learn a trade under Christian direction. 

Balasore and Moulmein. You would have just as in- 
teresting a visit at the Industrial School for Boys at 
Balasore, in Orissa, India, where there are seventy-five 
in the shops; and at the Karen School in Moulmein, 
where you would surely leave an order for a carved 
teakwood chest. 

Christian Homemakers' School, Ningpo. A very dif- 
ferent type of training-school is found at Ningpo, China, 
in the Christian Homemakers' School for Women. The 
buildings are close up to the grim, gray wall of the old 
city, and are thus shut away from a view of the yellow 
river flowing close by. A narrow, paved street, which 
is not as wide as many a sidewalk at home, leads to the 



gate, whose two solid wooden halves swing open just as 
the old gateman sets fire to a string of firecrackers to 
welcome you. You jump, of course, and then smile and 
bow in acknowledgement of the greeting. When once 
inside the yard, you find one old and one new building, 
sixty women and twenty children. The name of the 
school tells its purpose. These women want to know 
how to keep house, to care for their children, to read 
and understand the Bible, to work with their husbands 
in church and school, and to be real homemakers. Thus 
they come for instruction, some of them leaving children, 
and others bringing their children with them, who then 
serve to illustrate the teachings of the school and are 
brought up according to the best methods. The courses 
give the women much practical help along many lines, 
and they will gladly tell you about it if you will step into 
their assembly-room and take a chair. They will also 
serve you with tea and noodles which they have made 
with their own hands and some crisp fried cakes which 
are quite a treat. 

Schools of Mothercraft at Huchow, Shaohsing, and 
Kaying. Other schools which are giving a training simi- 
lar to this school at Ningpo are the Schools of Mother- 
craft at Huchow and Shaohsing in East China and Kay- 
ing in South China. The first two have fine, modern 
buildings, the special gifts of American women of the 
Family, bearing the names of the Shirk Memorial at 
Huchow and the Brooks Fleet Pyle School at Shaohsing. 
The school in Kayiug has no building of its own and 
really nothing to work with, and yet it is growing. 

If you ever travel in the Orient, please be sure to visit 
these schools. They are much more worth while than 
the temples and the shops. 




Dear Baptist Pastors: 

Two at Insein, Burma. We are spending the after- 
noon and evening here in this suburb of the city of 
Eangoon, because there are two theological seminaries 
here which belong to our Family. One of them is for 
the Karens and the other for the Burmans and all other 
races. This last statement was well illustrated this 
afternoon in the assembly of the students of the Burman 
Seminary. They repeated John 3 : 16 in their own 
language or dialect, and it was said sixteen times: in 
Talain, Burmese, Lahu, Sgaw Karen, Pwo Karen, Black 
Karen, three dialects of Kachin, Chin, two dialects of 
Hakka, Shan, Toungthu, and two dialects of Chinese. 
Yet those wonderful words were understood by all, so 
much so that the thirty-six men in this seminary want to 
devote their lives to preaching the gospel. 

The Karen Seminary has always had a larger enrol- 
ment than its neighbor on the same compound, a fine 
location on a shady hill, and is the oldest seminary in 
the Orient as far as is known, having been started in 
1845. Both schools are held in high esteem by the Chris- 
tians of Burma, who carry almost the entire support. 
The men are not college graduates, many of them, but 
the grade of work is just as high as it is possible to give 
them and fitted to the type of work they will be obliged 
to carry on when they become pastors. 

Ramapatnam, South India. Another seminary that 
you would enjoy visiting is at Ramapatnam, in South 
India. It occupies a fine, large compound close to the 
sea, with many beautiful banyan trees and green par- 


rots, a few hours train ride north of Madras. There is 
a substantial red "brick building for classrooms and as- 
sembly, and then several white bungalows along the 
driveway and rows of little houses for the student 
families. One hundred and fourteen men and women 
are taking their training on this attractive compound, 
and go out into the villages for their practical training. 

Evangelistic Meeting. One evening we went to the 
village of Tettu, three miles away, to hold a street meet- 
ing. "We took lanterns along, and a graphophone to 
draw the crowd. As soon as the music started, the people 
began to gather. Dark forms, wrapped in white or red 
blankets, crept out of the shadows like ghosts, and 
silently sat down on the ground, their knees up to their 
chins. A regular service followed, with singing, a short 
talk, and prayer. After it was over, the tall figures 
melted away and were lost in the blackness around. 

Special Training for Wives. The first building you 
pass, after turning in at the gate of the Seminary com- 
pound, is a little white house that looks so attractive that 
you want to stop at once and find out who lives there 
and what goes on there, especially as you see a number 
of Indian women on the veranda and a comfortable 
American nurse, who certainly must belong to our 
Family, talking with them. You soon discover that this 
is the dispensary of the Seminary, where the women and 
children from all the villages around come with their 
aches and pains. It is more than this, however, for regu- 
lar classes are held here for the wives of the Seminary 
students. It is some of these women who are gathered 
on the veranda as we drive along the road. They study 
physiology, simple anatomy, the delivery and care of 
babies, remedies for the simple, prevailing ailments of 



India, and other things that will help them to be of 
real assistance to their husbands and to the women of 
the village to which, later, they go. These are not all 
the lessons that these women learn at the Seminary. 
They have regular work in Bible study, Sunday-school 
methods, woman's work, and play for children. Often 
this last-mentioned course is put to good use in the vil- 
lage and proves to be the only way by which an un- 
willing mother is led to listen to the story of Jesus 

For the last few years the Canadian Baptists, our 
neighbors and near relatives, have been sharing with us 
in the work of this Seminary. Final arrangements, how- 
ever, have not yet been made for a permanent union. 


Seminary in Tokyo. This Seminary for our Family 
in Japan was rather shaken by the earthquake and the 
buildings look the worse for the experience, but they 
both stood, although plaster and tiles and chimneys fell. 
A rather long, steep hill leads to the seminary gate, but 
because of this the location is most desirable. 

Doctor Chiba. It is pleasant to be greeted by Doctor 
Chiba, the president of the seminary, who is one of the 
Christian leaders in Japan today. Some of you may re- 
membef him, for he is a graduate of Colby College and 
Eochester Theological Seminary. . He also has received 
the degree of LL. D. from an American University. His 
service has been conspicuous in matters of interdenomi- 
national cooperation and in the promotion of Christian 
education. He is a recognized scholar throughout Japan, 
made many valuable contributions to the Christian 



literature of his country, and is much in demand as a 
public speaker and preacher. Although the number of 
students in the seminary has always been small, yet the 
personal influence of such a man as Doctor Chiba makes 
a strong and permanent impression upon these young 

Bible Departments. Many other schools have special 
departments of Bible study, as Swatow Academy, the 
Jorhat Christian schools in Assam, and the Central 
Philippine College in Iloilo, which prepare men for the 
work of preaching. Then there are Bible departments 
in some of the Union Colleges, where we share the re- 
sponsibility with our neighbors; but I hope to devote 
one whole letter home about these schools and colleges, 
and so will not write now about them. You would find a 
journey planned to visit these Seminaries and Bible 
Departments most enjoyable, especially if you could stay 
long enough to discover the problems and difficulties 
these men of our Family assume when they undertake 
to preach the gospel in the non-Christian lands of the 
Orient. I am sure that you would be stimulated and 
surprised to find how little our theological discussions 
at home bear on the vital question of giving Jesus Christ 
to those who are ready to accept him, without the trap- 
pings of the "Western civilization in which we have 
wrapped him. 


Dear Baptist Gardeners: 

You would love it here two hundred and twenty-five 
miles north of Rangoon on the main railway line .to 



Mandalay, where " the flying-fishes " do not play, with 
all due respect to Mr. Kipling's famous poem. This is 
one of the most fertile sections of Burma. The rice- 
fields are a bright green, the great clumps of bamboo, 
the tall banana trees with their flapping, broken leaves 
and big bunches of half-ripe fruit, the vegetable gar- 
dens with their even rows of growing things, and the 
coconut and date palms, and many other trees and plants, 
too numerous to mention, are a delight to see. Why do 
we come here? Well, because we must see this new 
Agricultural School that belongs to our Family, and 
know about it and tell the rest of the Family. It is 
only two years old but it has fifty-six students enrolled. 
You see, we have needed such a school as this, for there 
are fifty thousand villages in Burma where most of the 
people live. The figures say that eighty per cent, of the 
twelve millions in the country are engaged in agricul- 
ture. In spite of this they are very poor and have an 
average income of only a few cents a day. This is be- 
cause they use old methods and know nothing of soils 
and pests, seed selection and modern machinery. It is 
a practical way of helping our Christian Family in 
Burma and making them better able to assist them- 
selves and to pass on this help to their villages and com- 

Let Mr. Casej who is our host and the principal of the 
school, tell us in his own words what these young men 
are doing : 

As the school aims to teach boys to use their hands as well as 
their heads to learn to work, they must work to learn. Among 
the new students three were sent by chiefs of the Shan states. 
One of these is the son of the prime minister of the Tawnghwe 
Sawbwa. The agricultural subjects studied by the first year 

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students are vegetable and fruit gardening, soils and botany, and 
each student has a one-twentieth-acre garden-plot which he takes 
care of as his own garden project. The second year students 
study field crops, and chemistry and physics as related to agricul- 
ture. They have one-acre farm plots where they carry on projects 
in field crops, each growing two or more crops. All students are 
required to work three and a half hours each morning at the 
general farm work, for which they are paid two cents an hour. 

The religious spirit of the school is good. Most of the students 
are Christians. Last year the only three non-Christians of the 
school were baptized before the close of the year. There are a 
good number of young men growing up in the school whom we 
believe will become strong Christian leaders of rural life in Burma 
in the near future. 

If you are interested in this subject of the gardens of 
our Family you will enjoy a trip across the Bay of 
Bengal, and a ride by train from Madras to Ongole, 
where the school children cultivate three large gardens 
which are enclosed with substantial stone walls, and 
each provided with a well. Gardening in India takes 
time and infinite patience, for the water is often drawn 
from a depth of forty feet by hand, and carried by the 
same means. 

School Gardens. On the return trip, Nellore should 
be visited to see the fine gardens of the Coles- Ackerman 
Memorial School for Boys. There are three hundred 
students and some of them are keenly interested in the 
agricultural work. George, one of the older boys, will 
gladly show you his roselle garden. You are not familiar 
with this plant in America. It grows as a rather low 
shrub and bears bright red berries which make a de- 
licious sauce or jelly, which looks like cranberry but is 
not so tart. Quantities of these berries are grown in 
India. Then you surely must stop to see the hens and 
tiny yellow chickens in their comfortable, enclosed run- 



way. The scientific care of poultry is a new field for 
the Indian, who has been accustomed to let hens roam 
and eat what they can pick up or nothing at all, if 
they are soon to be sold for food. Weighing the food, 
counting the eggs, etc., opens a whole new department 
of education. 


Dear Baptist Women: 

Swatow. You surely started something worth while 
when, more than fifty years ago, the first school in the 
Orient for training women in the knowledge and use 
of the Bible and in evangelistic work among women and 
children was opened by the women of our American 
branch of the Family, in Swatow, China. Through all 
the years that school has continued its work, and hun- 
dreds of Christian Chinese women have passed through 
its doors, having gained a new knowledge of their 
Saviour and a vision of what their personal work for 
him can mean to the women of China. 

You probably know that the city of Swatow is on one 
side of the Bay of Swatow and that our Baptist mission 
compound is on the other side, really built on a mass 
of rocky hillsides and big boulders. There are beautiful 
trees, lovely shady paths, flowers and the houses and 
school buildings tucked in odd places, on the side of a 
cliff, on the top of a rocky hill, apparently sliding off 
here and perched up there. There are beautiful views 
of water and land from second-story windows, and 
plenty of exercise for any one who has work to do on 
this compound. As a result, however, there has been 



created at Kakchieh, as it is called, one of the most 
beautiful garden compounds of any family in the Orient. 
Well, it is in this setting that this school of yours has 
lived and thrived all these years. 

The school building and dormitory is close by the path, 
but it is much built up and supported at the back, be- 
cause it hangs more or less over a deep ravine. Pass- 
ing into the main hall and through the classrooms, you 
notice big iron rods running parallel with the ceiling 
and firmly imbedded in the walls. Then there seem to 
be big cracks in the plaster which have been filled in, 
but which suggest some sort of a geography lesson. All 
these have come to be, because of the earthquakes with 
which this compound is so familiar. A few years ago 
this building was severely shaken by an earthquake 
which did many thousands of dollars worth of damage 
to all the buildings at Kakchieh. 

There are fifty-four women now in the school, who 
entered at a younger age than students did when the 
school was first started and with a better education upon 
which to build their Bible study. They come from all 
parts of our South China field for this training, and 
there is never any lack of demand for the graduates from 
this school. 

In the wake of this first school, many others have fol- 
lowed, because of your loving thought in America for 
other women in our Family. If you are ready, let us 
go on a tour of inspection. We will begin with Assam 
where the school is new the building and the name are. 

Gale Memorial. Three hundred miles up the fertile 
valley of the Brahmaputra river, in the shadow of the 
foothills of the Himalaya Mountains, is the town of 
Jorhat, where we find the Gale Memorial Bible School 



for Women, the gift, as many of you know, of a devoted 
lover of the women of Assam, who among the last things 
of her earthly life planned for this need of her sisters. 
The new buildings consist of a hostel and classroom 
building and a bungalow. The trees and shrubs are 
growing, and soon the compound will lose its appear- 
ance of newness, and the low white house so close to 
the long brown road will be the realization of a dream 
that the Assam women of our Family might have a 
suitable place in which to come for Bible study and for 
preparation for Christian service. 

Gurley Memorial. From Assam we come back to Cal- 
cutta and then take the mail train for nearly two days 
to Nellore in South India, You will be delighted beyond 
words when you see, here, the Gurley Memorial Woman's 
Bible School, another name that many a woman of our 
Family in America holds dear. Walk up the path, in 
through the wide open door, to the central hall from 
which the classrooms lead. Deep verandas shade the 
windows from the glare of the Oriental sun. Such im- 
maculate spotlessness we have never seen before, and' 
we are delighted to be told that the students hope to 
keep the building in just such perfect order. What 
would please the average woman is to own a house which 
has a door, opposite the front one, leading out to a gar- 
den, and to be able to see a framed vista of green at the 
end of the hall. Well, you find just this at Nellore in 
the new home of the Woman's Bible School. As the 
door is open, let us walk in the garden. It is surprising 
what these thirty-three girl and women students have 
been able to accomplish in the short time since the 
building was completed. They are raising all of the 
vegetables for their own use, and having some to sell. 

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You must exclaim over the large tomatoes, for tlie girls 
are very proud of them. 

The Alumnse Association has recently begun the 
publication of a little paper, called the " Message of 
Light," which is to go to all the graduates of the 
school, to keep them in touch with the latest things, 
not only in the school but also in world news, and to 
give them new inspiration for their Bible study and 
their prayer life. Many of the alumnas have already 
subscribed for the paper. 

Karen Woman's Bible School. "We go back to Ma- 
dras and then by steamer for three days to Rangoon, 
where there are two more of these Women's Schools for 
Bible Study. One is for the Karens and was started 
twenty-nine years ago by Mrs. Eose, who will be remem- 
bered by many of our American Family. There are 
sixty-five girls in the new dormitory, which is a memo- 
rial gift from the women of the Southern New York 
Association. There is also a new chapel belonging to 
the Pwo Karens, where all the classes are held. Both of 
these buildings are on the compound known as 
" Ahlone " and situated several miles from the center 
of the city. Large trees shade the buildings and give 
glimpses of other houses also belonging to our Family. 
This school is practically supported by the Karens, who 
take a very active interest in it and in keeping it sup- 
plied with fine young women for students. 

Burman Woman's Bible School. At Insein, a suburb 
of Rangoon, we find the other school, which is for Bur- 
mans and other races in Burma, excepting the Karen, 
on a shady, quiet compound, about a mile from the two 
Theological Seminaries. There are twenty-nine young 
women here, representing six different races. When 



they return from vacation it is always interesting to 
hear them tell of the practical work they have tried to do 
in their villages; some lead women's meetings, teach in 
the Sunday school, start a young people's society, dis- 
tribute leaflets, witness to Buddhist relatives and guests, 
tell Bible stories and teach the Bible and Christian songs, 
an hour every day, in a school, at the request of a 
Buddhist teacher. 

Bible Training School, Iloilo. As fast as we can we 
will go on our way to Hongkong, and there change 
steamers for Manila, P. I., and then again to a smaller 
one, finally reaching Iloilo, where our Family has still 
another school for Bible training. Fifty girls greet us 
here, smaller and more youthful in appearance than 
those of the other countries we have visited, and show us 
where they live and study. It is a roomy compound 
with nine brown houses on it, tucked in behind lovely 
vines and big trees, with deep veranda roofs which make 
the houses look cool and inviting. These houses were 
built before the school took possession, so they have been 
adapted for dormitories and classrooms, but they serve 
their purpose and give the young women an excellent 
idea of Christian home life. On the same compound is 
our Girls' Dormitory and Doane Hall, which is the 
center of Christian activities for the students of the 
Government High School which is on the adjoining 
property. Thus the girls of the Training School are 
living all of the time in an atmosphere of religious fervor 
and are seeing, at first hand, the use to which their 
training can be put, later, after their course is finished. 
They have been holding evangelistic meetings in a home 
where one of our kindergartens meets. Sixty mothers 
attended, sixteen of whom signed slips, at the close, for 



Bible study, and four for baptism. Down-stairs in the 
house, forty children were hearing about Jesus, and in 
an adjoining house sixty-five more were being taught by 
the Training School girls. 

Woman's Bible School, Osaka. There is only one more 
stop to be made in this tour of inspection, and that is in 
Japan. We leave the steamer at Kobe and take the 
train for a ride of an hour and a half to Osaka, which 
is an enormous, spreading city of one million, six hun- 
dred thousand people. There are vast manufacturing 
and industrial plants that belch out black smoke, just 
like Pittsburgh in the United States. In one of the sub- 
urbs, called Juso, there is a narrow, hedge-bordered 
lane which leads to four gray stucco buildings with white 
trimmings one of the prettiest compounds in any land. 
And it belongs to our Family and to our Bible Train- 
ing School. There is the residence, the recitation hall, 
the dormitory, and the Jubilee building which is the 
newest and the one which is nearest to the street, the 
gift of the women of the Northwest District. This last 
is a busy place all the time, with its club-room, kinder- 
garten, classes in Bible, in cooking, in dressmaking, in 
English, its night-school, and its children's meetings with 
two hundred eager little people. Its door stands 
hospitably open to meet the need of that rapidly grow- 
ing section of the great city. Outside is the playground 
with sand-boxes and swings, basket-ball and tennis. 

All that goes on in the Jubilee building offers excel- 
lent practise for the students and enables them to put 
into use everything that they learn in the classroom, 
and much more, in the way of Christian patience and 
living. This school is set down in one of the needy 
places of the world, where its light is not hidden, and 



where it shines forth into the homes and lives of 
Japanese men and women, and makes the hearts of little 
children happy. 

So our tour ends, and you must surely realize anew 
that you in America have been, in very fact, reaching out 
a helping hand to many of the Family with the Bread 
of Life. 

P. & 0. S. S. KALYAN, 

To the Hosts of Baptists Who Teach School: 

You may want to know, first of all, what all these 
initials stand for, at the top of this letter. Well, P. & 0. 
do not refer to a post-office out here, but to the line 
of steamers on which we happen to have taken our 
passage. One is not long in the Orient before learning 
that the Peninsular and Oriental steamship line is one 
of the largest and most important that plies between 
England and Japan. 

Normal Training-schools. What I have especially on 
my mind to say to you in this letter is from the text 
of the Normal Training-schools that I have seen in the 
Orient that belong in our Family. There are others 
besides ours, but I have no time to write about them 
today. In fact, I do not know where to begin, for I 
am very anxious that you realize what a fine thing we are 
doing in trying to raise up a throng of young people 
with high Christian ideals for the profession of teaching, 
and with as careful preparation as we have had, our- 

Nowgong. I think we will begin with Assam and the 
town of Nowgong, which is in the very center of the 
Assam province. It is not on the main line of railroad, 

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but is reached by a slow, infrequent line of a branch 
road, or by five miles of motoring over what might be 
called, at home, a poor sidewalk. At the end, however, 
all the two hundred and more girls of the Training 
School are lined up on either side of the driveway, each 
one holding a lighted candle. Can you imagine the 
impression created by those white-robed figures, bright 
dark eyes, and smiling faces, as your car turns at the 
gate and you know that there is dinner and a comfort- 
able bed and a warm welcome prepared ? 

The next morning you see the girls by daylight and 
find them just as attractive as they seemed by candle- 
light under the stars. The larger number of them are 
Assamese, but there are some from the Garo, the Naga, 
and Kuki tribes. You roam through the classrooms, 
visit the rows of low, connected houses which are the 
dormitories, and spend much time in examining the 
work of the students. There are charts of nature study, 
maps of India which show infinite pains, samples of 
different stitches used in sewing, neatly arranged in 
books, and outlines and notes of the various studies. It 
was interesting to notice the importance attached to 
each detail because soon the Government inspectress Will 
come to review the work. It means much to this school, 
so isolated and with no competition, to maintain, con- 
tinuously, its reputation for sending out well-prepared 
teachers, for whom there is a demand which is far in 
excess of the supply. The girls do some fine weaving, 
not only the yards of cloth used in the ordinary dress, 
but a white silk somewhat of the quality and roughness 
of pongee, and to this they add an elaborate pattern in 
gold thread for the border at the bottom of the skirt and 
the edge of the long scarf. These garments they save 



for their wedding-day or for very special occasions. 
Many of these girls begin their life in this school with 
the kindergarten or primary grade, and then- remain 
for the normal training, which means that they are, for 
six or more years, in this Christian atmosphere, attend- 
ing Bible classes, and learning at first hand the meaning 
of the Christian life. Small wonder that the majority 
graduate as acknowledged Christians. 

Bapatla. From Nowgong it will take three days to 
return to Calcutta and then to go by train, south along 
the coast of the Bay of Bengal to the first stop,which we 
must make, at Bapatla. Here is located the only Normal 
School in our Baptist Family in South India which 
trains Telugu men to be teachers. There are about one 
hundred and fifty students and a large Model School 
for practise work. These men naturally develop a strong 
attachment for the school, where they form congenial 
friendships and where their highest ambitions are fos- 
tered and their Christian life strengthened. It is a 
matter for courage and determination to leave all this 
and go out into a town or village where illiteracy and 
ignorance are appalling, and to give to the people there 
a desire for an education and a feeling of need for Jesus 

Jangaon in the Deccan. Back up the railroad for a 
few hours, changing trains at midnight, and we reach 
the little town of Jangaon in the Deccan, just in time 
for chota hazri, which means toast and tea and guava 
jelly. It is rather a barren town, but there is one place 
which we must surely visit! Preston Institute, which 
might be called a Tuskegee for the Deccan. It is only 
a year or two old, has nothing in the way of buildings 
or trained teachers or equipment, but it is big in faith 



of what it may become. You may be inquisitive if you 
want to, and ask why there is another Normal School 
for men in South India, when already the Family has 
one at Bapatla. The answer is an interesting one that 
this is the Deccan, ruled over by a native prince. A 
young man trained in a school like Bapatla, in the terri- 
tory under British rule, and receiving some grant-in- 
aid from the government, is not at liberty to teach in any 
native state until he has given a few years of service in 
the district where he received his training. So the poor 
Deccan is like the cupboard of Old Mother Hubbard 
bare of teachers most of the time, because a young man 
who leaves home for years of study and then of teaching, 
is not likely to come back to the self-denial and the 
hard work of teaching in a village community in the 
Deccan. All success, then, to Preston Institute in its 
self-imposed task of giving Christian teachers to the 
Deccan ! 

Nellore. The two normal schools named above are for 
the men, and we shall need to stop in Nellore, seventy 
miles south of Bapatla, to see some of the girls of our 
Family in their school for similar training. Turn in at 
the wide gate and drive along the winding, shady road, 
past the white church and the outdoor baptistery, in 
front of the big and the little bungalows, catching a 
glimpse of the Gurley Memorial Bible School and the 
Girls' High School through the trees, and at last arrive 
in front of the low, creamy white building which is the 
Elementary and Normal School for Girls. The two hun- 
dred and fifty girls you have already seen, for they have 
lined the driveway ever since we turned in at the gate, 
and you have heard them, too, for they have been singing 
a song of welcome. 



There seem to be many piles of bricks about, and it 
looks as though building was in process. And that 
is just the case, for the dormitory is almost finished, 
and soon the girls will be able to move out of their 
cramped quarters where they have been since the old 
dormitory roof fell in, two years and more ago. It is a 
large, fine-looking building, of brick and white plaster, 
to match the older classroom building the gift of an 
American man of our Family in- memory of his sister, 
whose name it is to bear, Emilie S. Coles Memorial 
Dormitory. Near-by are two smaller, twin cottages, al- 
most completed, in which are to be started the same sort 
of " cottage system " as I have already described in 
some of my earlier letters from Gauhati, Gologhat, and 
Ongole, where groups of girls of varying ages live to- 
gether and carry on all of the daily activities of the 
regular Indian home. This sort of training promises 
to meet a real need and to make the years that the girl is 
out of her own home less likely to wean her from the 
simple life of her country. She must be fitted to live 
among her own people as one of them, showing, however, 
in persuasive character and in practical worth the dif- 
ference which Christian spirit and training have made. 

Normal School for Boys, Rangoon. We take the 
train again for the ride of one hundred and eight miles 
to Madras, and it is astonishing how many people, mostly 
Indians, with about ten bundles apiece, want to occupy 
exactly the same space that you are trying to secure for 
yourself. From Madras, three days and a comfortable 
steamer bring us to Rangoon, where you will find plenty 
to occupy your attention, even if you only visit the 
Normal Training-schools of our Family. It is really sur- 
prising how much work along this line our Family is 



doing. On the same compound with Judson College and 
Gushing High School is the Normal School for Boys, 
which was until recently a department of the latter. 

Normal Departments, Kemendine and Morton Lane. 
In the suburb of Kemendine our Girls' School of five 
hundred students has a strong department of normal 
training, and a night's journey away in Moulmein is 
another department connected with the Morton Lane 
Girls' School, which has five hundred and fifty girls en- 
rolled. From these three institutions, which are of high 
grade and which have the unqualified approval of the 
Educational Department of the Government, graduate 
every year at least one hundred well-trained Christian 
teachers who go into the schools of Burma to make their 
impress for something more than the mere scholastic 
training which they have received. If there were time, 
you might go into small village and town and city 
schools and, as you meet the young women teachers at 
afternoon tea on the lawn or in their classrooms, ask 
them the question, " Where were you trained for your 
work as a teacher? " Many a time the reply will be 
" At Morton Lane " or " Kemendine." You can see 
what our Family is up against in Burma, with nine 
hundred and thirty schools of all grades and sizes to be 
supplied with Christian, trained teachers. 

Need of Trained Teachers. And there is no use in 
keeping up a school where the teachers are of any other 
variety. If the schools are to have any reason for exis- 
tence, they must be of the best grade and must be per- 
meated through and through with the spirit and teaching 
of Jesus Christ. I am sure that you are in accord with 
this ideal which the Family has always had for its 
schools in the Orient. 




Dear Kindergarten Teachers: 

If you ever come to Japan, be sure to visit this won- 
derful place among the mountains and the magnificent 
trees. We have just returned from a morning spent in 
wandering through the courts and carved gates and 
torii which finally lead to the tomb of leyasu, the famous 
founder of the Shoguns of Japan. I wish that I could 
give you the picture, as I saw it this morning, of the 
stone stairs and gallery overgrown with moss, lichens, 
ferns, and liverworts until it was all a soft green with 
the gray of the old stones peeping through here and 
there. This is also a wonderful place in which to rest 
and catch up with letter-writing. 

In India. We have seen so many delightful kinder- 
gartens. I would like to put some of them in my pocket 
to bring home to you. Then we have been interested in 
the schools where the kindergarten teachers get their 
training. In Nowgong, Assam, where our Family 
has such a fine normal school, there is a Kindergarten 
Department and there is one also connected with the 
training-schools at Nellore, in South India, and 
Kemendine and Morton Lane in Burma. You should 
see the practise class of tiny tots at Nellore, out of doors 
under a big banyan tree, with a frog tied to a string for 
the object-lesson. They were watching him with their 
bright, dark eyes, and learning all about his legs and 
arms and nose as the young pupil teacher talked about 

Swatow. Then in Swatow, China, on that same 
charming, rocky hill which I have described to some of 

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you in an earlier letter, and which is called Kakehieh, 
is a Kindergarten Department connected with the 
Woman's School. Down on the Bund, which means a 
strip of land along the shore of the bay, where the con- 
sul lives and other business and official people, is the 
dearest kindergarten of cunning Chinese children for 
the practise school. The girls as well as the boys wear 
trousers down to their heels and the thick, padded 
jackets that give them a stuffed appearance. Although 
outwardly they look so different from the children that 
you have in your kindergartens at home, their eyes are 
just as bright, they are hugely amused with all the songs 
and marching, and there is never any shyness about 
offering to lead in a game when volunteers are called 
for. One little boy, in particular, was most agile, waved 
his hand vigorously, and was always the first to arrive. 

Iloilo, Philippines. There are about fifteen young- 
women studying to be kindergarten teachers in our 
training-school in Iloilo, P. I. They are a fine group 
and hard workers. 

Tokyo, Japan. Then in Tokyo, Japan, is the Kinder- 
garten Training School with Kiku Ishihara San as the 
principal. Many of you remember her, for she has been 
twice in America. She is a graduate of the Cincinnati 
Kindergarten Training School and has her Master's 
Degree from Teachers' College, Columbia. If you send 
her word of your presence in the city, she will be at the 
door to welcome you when you roll through the gate in 
your jinrikisha. You need not try to go in an auto, 
because the streets in that part of Tokyo are too narrow. 

The compound, which goes by the name of Haramachi 
because of the section of the city where it is located, is 
small The residence, built in foreign style, and the 

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Japanese wing, used for the school arid the dormitory, 
are in need of repair, especially since the earthquake. 
The buildings, in fact, were never intended for kinder- 
garten purposes and have only been meagerly adapted 
for such use. Yet thirty-five girls are there for this 
special work and, every morning, a roomful of cunning 
children from the neighborhood. The mothers are much 
interested and come regularly to a mothers' meeting 
where a Christian message is always given, and they 
send the children to the weekly Sunday schools. There 
has been talk of moving this school to another site and 
erecting a building suited to the needs of what ought 
to be one of the leading kindergarten training-schools 
in Japan. Our family, however, is sometimes slow about 
making these changes and, I must add, loses some fine 
opportunities for Christian service thereby. At any rate, 
be sure to have the correct address for this school when 
you come to Japan. 

Problems of Kindergarten Work in the Orient. You 
know, it is not as easy to start a kindergarten in the 
Orient, as you may casually think when you only spend 
a few hours in visiting one of them. For one thing there 
is a dearth of teachers. Take Suifu, West China, for 
instance too far, worse luck, for us to go and see condi- 
tions for ourselves. The Cecelia Kindergarten has one 
hundred and fifty children and three teachers whom it 
has always been obliged to train as it went. This has 
been no easy task in a country where real play is not 
known, and where it has never been the practise to amuse 
or teach a child with a systematic plan in view of de- 
veloping its faculties and mind. 

Then consider the question of books and material 
you who simply send to the publishers when you want a 

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new group of songs or have heard of something specially 
attractive. It is a different matter when there are no 
books in print in the language used by your children, 
when you must first adapt and then translate the songs 
you wish to use, and when there is nothing to give the 
pupikteachers but what you dictate and they copy, pains- 
takingly, into their note-books. This has been one of the 
problems which has been faced by all of our kindergarten 
training-schools in the Orient. 

Even though the work and progress have seemed to 
be slow, yet every attempt has paid, not only in the 
direct results attained but also in the by-products such 
as mothers' meetings and clubs, Sunday services, night 
classes, and entertainments for the parents, access to 
the homes, general effect upon the whole neighborhood, 
etc. Look up the story of the Zenrin Kindergarten of 
Kobe, Japan, for an illustration of this last-mentioned 
point, which for thirty years has had the reputation of 
being a transformer of communities. Working in a slum 
section of this large port city, often called " The Gate 
of the Gods," it has seen the surroundings improved, 
the house rents raised, and the entire standard of the 
neighborhood improved and then, Zenrin. moved to a 
poorer section. 


Dear World Wide Guild Girls: 

I have accumulated some more things to tell you since 
I last wrote you. If this steamer does not do too much 
rolling, and if I can find a comfortable seat on deck, I 
will begin my chat with you. It is impossible to sit in 



this combination dining-room and writing-room, for all 
the windows are shut and have been, apparently, since 
the boat was built ; so outside we go. 

It is pleasanter out here, because we can see the 
Chinese junks and sampans with their funny patched 
sails and the big blue eyes painted on the bow of the 
boat. And why not ? How does the boat know where 
to go if it has no eyes? Having settled that point, we 
will proceed with the subject in hand, which is, what I 
have found some of the girls of our Family in the Orient 
doing in the hospitals. 

Here is a new kind of an arithmetical problem : Given 
twenty-nine hospitals and fifty-five dispensaries which 
our Family has in this part of the world, fifty doctors 
and thirty nurses who have come over here to represent 
the American branch of the Family, and two hundred 
and eighteen thousand patients every year receiving 
more than four hundred and eighty-seven thousand 
treatments. Problem: Who does a good share of the 
work 1 

Nurses' Training-schools. You are all such bright girls 
that you guess the answer immediately that some other 
members of our Family must be doing a lot to keep our 
hospitals and dispensaries in constant service. You 
are right. In practically every one of these medical 
centers, there are girls who are in training to be nurses, 
or those who have finished the course and are regularly 
attached to the hospital at least two hundred of them. 
You see it is absolutely necessary to do some training, 
unless the hospital is near one of our established nurses' 
training-schools, and even then there is always some 
teaching being done because of the impossibility of 
planning very far ahead for anything in the Orient. 



Nellore. One of our largest nurses' training schools 
is at Nellore, South India, in connection with the 
Woman's Hospital. This is what the doctors there say 
about these girls: 

There are eighteen nurses in training. In September, thirteen 
of them went to Madras for the South Indian Medical Missionary 
Association examination. Seven of the girls passed " with dis- 
tinction," and four "with credit." At the beginning of the 
year, we had charge of the Child Welfare and Baby Exhibit 
during the Annual Health Week. It was the first one ever held 
in Nellore, and we thought that if forty babies came it would be 
worth while. Much to our surprise, there were nearly five hun- 
dred. It was a difficult thing to manage such an unruly crowd, 
as every mother felt that her baby should have the prize, and 
was not at all backward in expressing it. Demonstrations in 
proper bathing, lectures in infant and child welfare, care of the 
mother, etc., were given. 

You can easily imagine how busy all these young nurses 
were during this week, and how much practical informa- 
tion they were able to gather. 

Moulmein, Over in Moulmein, Burma, there is an- 
other nurses' training-school, connected with the Ellen 
Mitchell Memorial Hospital. In fact, one important 
reason for the establishment of this hospital was that 
nurses might be trained from all the different races of 
Burma, and then, after graduation, go into the villages 
to give practical training and help somewhat after the 
fashion of our district nurses at home. There are thir- 
teen girls here, and they come from Burman, Talain, 
Kachin, Karen, and Shan homes. 

Swatow and Kityang. And now we have just left the 
two hospitals where girls are trained in South China for 
this same kind of work at Swatow and Kityang, You 
must understand why the number of these girls is never 



large anywhere in the Orient, because the work of a 
nurse is considered degrading. It is only with the love 
and knowledge of Jesus Christ that they begin to under- 
stand the beauty of service and realize that they can win 
for themselves an honorable name in relieving physical 


East China. After we left Swatow, we found three 
hospitals in East China where there are well-established 
training-schools for nurses. The hospital at Ningpo has 
twelve girls, that at Shaohsing, seventeen, and at 
Kinhwa, ten. 

Iloilo. In point of numbers, the largest school of this 
kind that belongs to our Family, is at Iloilo, P. L, 
where there are thirty-two girls in training. They are 
also better off than any of the others, in that they have 
a more comfortable place in which to live. You need 
not tell Miss Nicolet, who is the American nurse in 
charge of the school at Iloilo, that I made that last re- 
mark, for she does not agree with me because she lives 
in that house with the Philippine nurses, and she knows 
that it is in need of many repairs and really ought to 
be a new house. Yet, in spite of this, the nurses have 
more room and are less crowded into all sorts of queer 
corners than they are in the other schools. The big, 
rambling hospital, with its seventy beds, is across the 
street. There the girls receive their training, and they 
often go out to the district dispensaries where they learn 
the close connection between ministering to the body 
and to the soul, which is the real reason for the existence 
of the Christian hospital in the Orient. This twofold 
ministry is both welcomed and fruitful. 

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Dear Baptist Laymen: 

(Particularly those of you who are business men. As 
usual, when the denomination talks about " the lay- 
men," it means the women, too, so we will include them 
in the salutation of this letter.) 

This city of Shaohsing, where representatives of our 
Family have been for fifty-six years, is an interesting 
old place. It is estimated that the population numbers 
three hundred thousand,, of whom about one-quarter are 
engaged in the manufacturing of spirit money. You 
probably know what this is paper money in various 
shapes, covered with a thin coating of tin-foil and used 
in the idol worship of the temples. You can easily 
understand the acuteness of the problem of a man or 
woman who, engaged in this business, learns to know 
Jesus Christ and wants to acknowledge him in church- 
membership. He can not go on with his business and 
be true to his new-found faith, nor can he give it up 
and readily find anything else to do. How are we help- 
ing him to meet this situation ? 

This problem began to be solved five years ago, when 
Miss Dowling of Shaohsing began the manufacture of 
dolls and thus started an industry which now employs 
two hundred people, largely women, who are free to 
worship their Saviour without losing their means of 
livelihood. It also gives independence to some who can 
not live at home after they have become Christians. 
Today there is a successful business built up in Shaoh- 
sing, not only in the manufacturing of all kinds of 
Chinese dolls, but also in the cross-stitch work which is 
seen so much at present on luncheon sets and handker- 



chiefs. Here is one illustration of a by-product of this 
Industrial School: 

A young woman from an upper class family from another city 
heard preaching in the church which she sometimes attended with 
her relatives. She was determined to become a Christian and was 
eager to understand the Bible's teaching, so-when she heard an 
announcement of the Woman's Bible School, she decided to be- 
come a pupil. Though there was no active opposition, she was 
given to understand that she could not secure her father 's sup- 
port if she allied herself with the Christians. After a term in 
the school she sought some means of self-support whereby she 
might continue to study. The Industrial School provided the way 
by offering shelter and half-day work. This young woman is 
developing rapidly and is growing more and more useful to the 
industrial life and the work of the church. Because of her good 
mind, innate culture and sweet disposition, we feel that she is a 
valuable addition to our work, and we shall continue to train her 
to become a Bible teacher for the industrial women. 


Here comes a Chinese woman along the path from the 
bay, with a bundle tied in a cloth. She comes up 
on the veranda where we are sitting, and opens the 
cloth, disclosing a big pile of beautiful embroidery all 
sorts of things, tea-cloths, luncheon sets, pillow-covers, 
handkerchiefs, etc. Everything is so much cheaper than 
in the shops at home that we buy for every one of the 
Family whom we can think of, quite unmindful of the 
fact that Uncle Sam will meet us at the landing dock and 
hold out his hand for a generous fee in the shape of a 
custom duty. This woman and her whole family make 
their livelihood by embroidering these dainty, salable 
articles. And not this woman only, but hundreds more 
in Swatow and other parts of China. 

The story of the beginning of this industry is interest- 



ing and not unlike that which I have already written you 
about Shaohsing. The people, as they broke away from 
their heathen relatives and surroundings, needed an in- 
dustry whereby they could support themselves and 
their families. Missionaries of our Family taught some 
of the women what is known as " Chinese drawn- work," 
made designs for them, suggested the making of articles 
that would sell readily, and even found a market for 
them. That was many years ago, and now the business 
has grown far away from the control of a few missionary 
women, although many of the Christians are carrying 
it on. It has spread all over China, and the products 
are to be seen in almost every linen and dry-goods store 
in America. In volume, it equals a million dollars a 
year. Through the years it has added much to the 
physical well-being of members of our Family in China, 
and has contributed to the strengthening and develop- 
ment of the Christian church by giving, not only ready 
money for many projects, but also self-respect and in- 
dependence of character that come with the possession 
of an honorable trade. 




AIM : To set forth the relations that the Baptist Family holds with 
its neighbors; to show the necessity of living and working to- 
gether, if Jesus Christ is to be presented to non-Christians in 
all the strength of his high and soul-transforming ideals. 

INTRODUCTION: -Evans Missionary Home, Shanghai, China, and the 
value of cooperation with our neighbors in what is called 
" Union Work." 

1. Shanghai College. 

2. Inventory of "Union Schools With Which Our Family Is 


3. A Long Way From America; West China Union University, 

Chentu, and Congo Evangelical Training Institution, Kim- 
pese, Congo. 

4. Baptist Donors to the Seven Oriental Colleges : 

Woman's Christian College, Madras, India, and Woman's 

Medical College, Vellore, India. 
Ginling College, Nanking, China, and Woman's Christian 

College, Tokyo, Ja,pan. 

5. Preparatory Schools for World Wide Guild girls. 

6. Woman's Christian Medical College, Shanghai Grade A. 



Dear Denomination:" 

This is a most interesting place in which to stay when 
in this part of China. Of course it is not as pretentious 
as the Astor House, nor is it as expensive ; but if you 
come to China with a real desire to know what is being 
done and thought and said, and by whom, you will come 
here, rather than engage your room at a hotel. The 
house is really a series of houses that have been added 
one by one, and which make of the second and third 
floors a labyrinth of corridors with odd steps in dark 
corners, and doors and windows at the most unexpected 
turns. The rooms are large and high, and furnished 
with heavy old-fashioned furniture, and each supplied 
with a tiny fire-basket and a wooden box for coal. The 
Chinese boy will always start your fire for you early 
in the morning, if you leave word at the office the night 
before. What makes this Home so worth while is that 
the ends of the earth meet here; men and women pass- 
ing through Shanghai or waiting for a steamer or gath- 
ered for some conference. The thought of Japan, of 
West China, of the North and South, of the Philippines, 
India, Siam, Java, etc., mingles around these small tables 
in the dining-room and in that circle which gathers twice 
every day for prayers in the large living-room. 

Need of Union Work. I have already written to you 
four times. I hope that the letters have reached you, 



In all of them I have tried to give you some impression 
of our own Family as I have seen its members working 
away on this problem of bringing Jesus Christ to the 
world. Today I want to write you about the Family in 
its relation to some of its neighbors and the sort of 
team-work they are doing together. You know, it is all 
very well for a family to live independent of every- 
body else in some respects, but in others a united stand 
of several families makes a far greater impression and 
brings to pass more conclusive results. Thus it is in 
the Orient. Our Family has accomplished some mark- 
edly important work in the preaching of the gospel of 
Christ through all of the different methods it has em- 
ployed, but some things that were necessary were far 
and away too big and too expensive for our Family to 
attempt alone. It is a broad-minded family that recog- 
nizes its limitations, and yet finds a way to do what it 
knows ought to be done. Thus we have what is called 
" union work," which is nothing more or less than the 
things our Family and some of the neighbors who think 
as we do, are doing together. 

Approach to Shanghai College. You have heard of it, 
of course, but many of you do not realize its importance, 
its fine development and its extent. You may be proud 
of what has been accomplished. When our steamer came 
up the Whampoo River a few days ago, to Shanghai, 
every one was out on deck to look at the shore and to 
comment on the scenery and buildings. On our right, 
we passed a group of red brick and concrete buildings 
apparently belonging together, and I heard some of the 
passengers asking what business concern had such a fine 
plant. You can just imagine how proud I felt to be 
able to turn to the tourists and say that those buildings 



did not represent any business firm, but rather that we 
were passing the campus of Shanghai College, one of the 
outstanding Christian institutions in the Far-East. And 
then I added, for the edification of the company, that 
the two largest Baptist Families in the United States, 
the Northern and the Southern, were uniting in the 
administration of this college. 

Size of Shanghai College. The campus stretches along 
the shore of the river, in all fifty acres of level land, 
on which are located nine large buildings and twenty 
smaller ones, including about twelve residences for the 
faculty. When the college is approached from the city, 
these buildings are scattered along a driveway for more 
than a quarter of a mile. Do you realize that all this 
makes a good-sized college campus that compares favor- 
ably with those that the Family has at home? It is a 
beehive of activity, for there are five hundred and 
seventy-five boys and fifty girls in the student body, in 
addition to a faculty of over sixty, many of whom live 
on the campus with their families. There are three 
main departments among which the students are divided 
as follows: College department, three hundred; middle 
school (the same as our high school), two hundred and 
fifty; theological seminary, twenty-five. 

An Afternoon on the Campus. It would be a great 
experience if all of you could spend a week here, visit 
the classes, and meet the entire student body in daily 
chapel. (Please come prepared, for you will be asked to 
speak, and if you are a minister you will be invited to 
preach a sermon.) You will wish to walk up- and down- 
stairs to examine every building, stop for an hour in the 
beautiful Haskell Gymnasium, look at the laboratories 
in the Science Hall and at the glass cases in the museum, 



exclaim over the recently completed Woman's Building 
with its well-appointed library, classrooms, and dormi- 
tories, and even go down into the kitchen and peek into 
the big rice kettle and talk with the cook. It will be a 
real satisfaction to chat with the students as you meet 
them on the campus and to return their friendly, cheery 
nods. Then you will be delighted to meet all of the 
faculty at afternoon tea at the home of the president. 
The Chinese woman who has the honor of pouring the 
tea attracts your attention, and you are glad to meet her 
and her husband, for they are Doctor and Mrs. Chen, 
who have both been in America. He is a graduate of 
Shanghai College, with higher degrees from Brown and 
Yale Universities, and is now in charge of the biology 
department, and is vice-president of the college. Mrs. 
Chen has been a student at Mt. Holyoke College and 
Brown University. A friend of theirs who sees them 
every day on the college campus says : 


When the history of Chinese Christian homes is written, the 
Chen home will have a prominent place. Doctor Chen, a first 
generation Christian, and Mrs. Chen, a third generation Christian, 
are in their home, where Jesus is a daily companion, offering 
another bit of foundation rock for the structure whereof the 
maker and builder is God. 

Present Student Feeling at the College. Of course 
you are reading in the newspapers and our Family 
papers of the student movement in China, and of the 
recent unrest since the student shooting affair in Shang- 
hai, the first of June, 1925. You may be sure that it 
is no easy task, these days, to conduct the affairs of a 
college composed of nearly six hundred of these eager, 
inexperienced, susceptible young people, who know what 
they want for China but are not always wise as to how 



they are to secure their ends. This is how Doctor White, 
the president of the college, feels about the situation: 

One of the things that has pleased me most is the way the 
Christian teachers and students have reacted to the anti-Christian 
movement. Some of you know of the splendid closing of our 
religious services in June, of the baptisms, especially of seniors, 
on the last day, and of the fact that we had more in attendance 
at the last communion service than we did during the year. You 
probably know how, at the beginning of each year, I make a 
public statement to the students that this is a Christian institu- 
tion and that they may expect to hear about Jesus Christ every 
day. Doctor Chen, Mr. Lee, Mr, Ching, and Mr. Pan have taken 
these words out of my mouth this year, and said them better 
and stronger than I could have said them. If we have a little 
more anti-Christian opposition, I think the kingdom of God will 
come in China. Last year was the most troublous year since the 
Boxer year of 1900, not even excepting the year of the revolution 
in 1911. We have all the elements for just as much trouble this 
coming year, but in spite of all this, there seems to be a deepen- 
ing sense of the fact that there will be no peace for China until 
she has peace in the Lord Jesus Christ, and so we have that peace 
in our hearts and know that God is bringing His Kingdom to 
pass in the hearts of the Chinese. 

College Activities. It is a pity not to be able to tell 
you more in detail about this wonderful college about 
the seminary students who are organized into a Volun- 
teer Band and have a regular program which includes a 
yearly retreat and plans for recruiting for the ministry ; 
about the experiment in coeducation which is really an 
experiment no longer, for it is proving to be a success in 
more than one way teaching a new respect for the abil- 
ity of women to make a real contribution, not only to 
their college, but also to their country and their church; 
about the organization called Village Work, which 
operates a Model House outside the gate among the fac- 

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tory workers and the ignorant, superstitious villagers, 
where there is a Sunday service and a Sunday school, 
a night-school, recreation, a health department, etc.; 
about the new Kindergarten Training Department which 
has just taken possession of its newly erected building, 
and many other delightful features of this college, which 
is the result of the union of the forces of our Family 
and our nearest relatives, the Southern Baptists. 

This is, however, only one of the illustrations that 
might be given of what our Family is doing in coopera- 
tion with some of its neighbors. Do you realize that we 
have a share in eighteen different institutions colleges, 
medical schools, hospitals, seminaries, and preparatory 
schools? And you would glow with pride, just as you 
have in this visit to Shanghai, if you could see what fine, 
Christian institutions they are. Keally you do not half 
appreciate what a contribution our Family is making, 
in showing to these keen-minded student groups the 
daily application of the ideals and teachings of Jesus 
Christ. If you wish to know and understand the sig- 
nificance of the work of our Family in the Orient, you 
must become acquainted with these large Christian 
centers where the thought of the rising generation is 
being molded. 

I have said that there are eighteen of these institu- 
tions in which our Family is materially interested. Shall 
I name them, for you! In South India, in Madras, the 
Christian College for Men and the Woman's Christian 
College; and in Vellore, the Union Missionary Medical 
School for Women; in China, in Shanghai, the Woman's 
Christian Medical College and Union Nurses' Training 
School in connection with the Margaret Williamson 
Hospital, and Shanghai College ; in Nanking, Nanking 



University and Ginling College ; in Hangchow, the Union 
Girls' High School; in Ningpo, Eiverside Academy for 
Girls and Ningpo Academy for Boys ; in Huchow, the 
Union Hospital; and in Chengtu, "West China Union 
University, Bible Training School, Middle School, 
Normal School all for men, and the Union Normal 
School for Girls; in Tokyo, Japan, the "Woman's Chris- 
tian College ; in Kimpese, Congo, the Congo Evangelical 
Training Institution. 

If this letter grows much longer, I fear that you will 
not care to read it. Besides, the mail steamer leaves 
tomorrow. I will, therefore, bring it to a close with the 
hope that you will soon be able to come to judge for 
yourself of the value of these schools and be thankful 
that our Family and our neighbors are cooperating to 
such good purpose. 


Dear Baptist Travelers: 

It is only the most adventurous of our Family that 
ever travel as far from home as West China. As we 
want to arrive as 'quickly as possible, avoiding delays 
from the bandits and soldiers, and from shipwreck in 
shooting the rapids, we will take one of the first aero- 
planes to make the trip. 

Chengtu, West China. Our objective is the city of 
Chengtu, the capital of Szechuan Province, one thousand 
and eight hundred miles up the Yangtse Kiang. It will 
thrill you through and through to find yourselves in 
this city with half a million people, surrounded by a 
great wall which is ten miles in circumference, with 
streets and electric lights. It is the cultural 


center of this province, which is the largest and richest 
in China, and it just teems with students. It is in the 
heart of Asia and here you can hear the life throbs of 
this great and increasingly important country. 

West China Union University Campus. We have 
come especially to spend a few hours at the West China 
Union University, the only institution in all Central 
Asia that is offering general college and university work 
to young men and women. There is a campus of over 
one hundred acres outside the old city wall, with seven 
of the most attractive college buildings that you can 
find in any land, as well as a number of residences and 
dormitories. Thought and time have gone into the 
planning and erection of these buildings so that they 
would, when finished, really belong to the Chinese at- 
mosphere and setting. Thus they have roofs that are 
distinctly Chinese in architecture, with the curving, 
turned-up corners, colored tiles, and little doglike 
images, round doorways, and latticed windows. Every 
one of you utters exclamations of delight as you drive 
or walk over this campus it is so quaint and so en- 
tirely " foreign " to our Western eyes. Our Family can 
claim the credit for providing Van Deman Hall, two of 
the dormitories used by the middle school, and five res- 

There are more than six hundred young men living 
and studying on this campus, and eight women a busy 
place. They are all at work in the general arts course 
or specializing in education, religion, medicine, or den- 
tistry. You will be specially interested to meet Doctor 
Yates of our Family, who is the first Western dentist 
West China has ever seen, and who conducts a dental 
clinic on the campus, which is immensely popular. Just. 



think of all the teeth that have ached through the ages 
in the city of Chengtu, and the false teeth that have 
never bothered anybody because they never existed ! 

Chengtu Baptist College a Part of University. There 
are six different families, including ours, that cooperate 
to make possible this University, of which the Chengtu 
Baptist College is a part, with an enrolment of forty- 
seven students. Qne of these is a young woman from 
Yachow whose father is a leading business man of that 
city and who thoroughly believes in education, for he 
and his brother have, between them, nearly twenty of 
their children in the mission schools of our Family. 
There is one in the medical department of the University, 
and another who is studying dentistry. This young 
woman student is a member of our Baptist church and 
has recently taken one of the annual scholarships. Nine- 
teen of the forty-seven Baptist students are church- 
members and as many more have made an inner decision 
to follow Christ. Such are the fruits of Christian edu- 
cation in this institution. 

Religious Life in the College. Their lives show that 
this is a fact, but for family reasons they are prevented 
from the outward acknowledgment which comes from 
church-membership. Rev. Dryden Phelps, who has been 
the college pastor, says : 

The students are thinking independently and honestly as they 
never have before; their acceptance of Christianity is deeper, 
more ethical, more real than it ever was. Workers in the various 
stations of our West China Mission are beginning to feel the 
caliber of these lads and to realize that they are not so easy 
to " manage " as in the days of yore. But they are learning 
Christ for themselves. During the fall term, each week I had 
about fifteen regular half -hour personal conversations with selected 
non-Christian students. Stories and parables in the New Testa- 



ment were the basis of our talks together. I look back upon such 
work with more satisfaction than to any other of the year. A 
number of these men will probably enter the church in the spring. 

En Route to Matadi, Congo. Delightful as it would 
be to linger longer in Chengtu and on this beautiful uni- 
versity campus, we must fly away in our aeroplane, in 
order to catch the steamer from Antwerp, Belgium, for 
Matadi, Congo-Beige. Now none o you need hesitate 
to sign up just because the ordinary tourist never in- 
cludes this part of the world in his itinerary. It is per- 
fectly safe and not an expensive trip only one hun- 
dred and seventy-five dollars from Antwerp to Matadi, 
first class. These Belgian steamers are very comfort- 
able, and you will enjoy the nineteen days on shipboard 
(if you are not sea-sick in the Bay of Biscay), for we 
go steadily south into a warmer climate, where the sky 
is blue and cloudless, and there is nothing to make us 
do a thing until we arrive at Matadi, which is rightly 
called the " Gateway to the Congo." There are some 
of our Family at the dock to meet us, and soon we are 
wending our way up the hill to the two acres of ground 
and to the house which our Family owns. We are to 
wait here for the train for Kimpese, and while we are 
doing it we will have a refreshing cup of tea and watch 
the life of this little town the docks with the boats un- 
loading, the piles of boxes and bundles around the cus- 
tom-house, and the black, shining bodies of the Negroes 
who are carrying the baggage from the dock to the rail- 
road station on their heads or pushing big barrows laden 
with fruit or rubber or cotton. We must also marvel at 
this wonderful river that, is the second largest in the 
world, and with its tributaries is navigable for ten thou- 
sand miles. 



Congo Evangelical Training Institution, Kimpese. 

Yes, we are going on just as fast as a train in Congo will 
take us, the one hundred miles to Kimpese, because we 
are making this .trip especially to visit the Congo Evan- 
gelical Training Institution. This is surely a wheezy 
engine and a decrepit railroad, but a new one is under 
construction and it will be finished when you come. 
Dr. Catherine Mabie is at the little station to welcome 
us, when the slow, dusty journey is over, and Mr. and 
Mrs. Moon and thirty men and twenty-nine women stu- 
dents in the school. Then all the children are there 
either on their own feet or in their mothers' arms a 
hundred laughing brown babies and little folks. We feel 
like some royal personage, surrounded by our entourage 
as we walk from the station to the campus of the Training 
Institution. And after we arrive and have rested a 
bit, had a cup of tea and used all our adjectives in 
admiration of Doctor Mabie 's roses and of her yards 
and yards of scarlet and yellow cannas and Dutch red 
lilies, we start out to make the rounds of all the build- 
ings and see what is really going on at Kimpese. 

Purpose of this Institution. Our Family and our 
near relatives, the Baptist Missionary Society of 
England, are working here together, to train Christian 
workers for the service of Congo and of Jesus Christ. 
They are convinced, as Doctor Mabie puts it, " that an 
illiterate Protestant Church can not stand the test of 
time. Its very genius demands an intelligent member- 
ship." To bring this ideal to pass, there are at Kim- 
pese a small chapel, three bungalows, two dormitories, 
twelve double houses for the students, workshop, smithy, 
printing-shop, store, and classrooms, and the rising walls 
of the new Bentley Memorial Chapel which will soon 



be ready for use. Everybody works at Kimpese, even 
the children when they are old enough. The student 
families live in the two-room, brick half -cottages, back 
of which are small cook-houses and a good bit of ground 
for a garden. If we go into one of these homes, we will 
find the cement floor scrupulously clean and the furnish- 
ings consisting of a native made table and chairs. The 
garden is laid out in neat rows of sweet potatoes, pea- 
nuts, corn, peas, and beans, while off in the distance 
we see magnificent banana gardens. These one hun- 
dred and nine men and women, one hundred children, 
and fifty workmen are in the classroom a part of every 
day, and are supervised in their industrial work for the 
remainder. Let Doctor Mabie chat with us as we walk 
about the campus : 

Mothercraft is one of the chief subjects studied at Kimpese, 
and we have a good supply of clinical material. This year we 
exceeded all previous records. Twelve babies were born to thirty 
student families during eight months. Of all my babies, I was 
proudest of a tiny one that weighed barely three and a half 
pounds. For many days we kept him wrapped in cotton wool 
in a little nest lined with hot water bottles. His mother's in- 
telligent and untiring devotion and cooperation with my determi- 
nation to conserve the little life were splendidly rewarded, for 
at three months he weighed ten pounds and was in perfect condi- 
tion. Mr. Moon is having a large evening school for the boys 
and workmen. He has, also, a French class for the more advanced 
young fellows. Mrs. Moon has the afternoon school for the chil- 
dren. I have the dispensary in the morning, and am occupied 
with the revision of physiology text and proof-reading in the 

Timotio's Sermon. As we stop to pick and eat some of 
the ripe tangerines and oranges, Doctor Mabie continues : 

I wish you could have listened in on the talk Timotio gave us on 
Sunday. His text he said he had been thinking about for two 



weeks, had wrapped it about him as one does a blanket and had 
slept with it and waked thinking about it: "He that doth not 
take his cross and follow after me, is not worthy of me." He 
drew his chief illustration from the old days when rubber and 
slaves were the main source of barter and wealth. A certain 
steward had gathered many loads of rubber which he wished 
carried to the great market at the seaside. He sent out for 
carriers. After each had agreed to carry rubber to the market, 
he was given his load nicely adjusted to his strength. From 
that moment it became his load, and he must carry it, preserve 
it from thieves, and never lay it down, even though sick unto 
death, and never desert it. The steward goes ahead to the market. 
While he barters rubber for salt, knives, cloth, etc., the carriers 
rest and eat until the master calls and gives to each his return 
load with a promise of reward at the end of the three weeks' hard 
tramp. Soon the master leaves the caravan in charge of the head 
man, whom Timotio likened to the Holy Spirit, the Master him- 
self hurrying on home to buy pigs and goats, peanuts, bananas, 
palm nuts and other food for the great feast when, their loads 
laid down, the Master would bid them sit down with him, and 
when he would no longer call them burden-bearers, but friends. 
In graphic fashion he pictured the aching necks, the bruised 
shoulders, the lame backs, which the head man treated with hot 
leaf packs, continually encouraging them to carry on and endure 
the loads (crosses). One carrier fell by the wayside under his 
load, but that was no shame. Another deserted his load as too 
heavy. Only shame and possible death would be his portion on 
arriving at home, and his family would suffer disgrace and have 
to pay for the deserted load. In his graphic portrayal, he held 
every eye and ear in his audience, and drove home the truth with 
great skill and earnestness, encouraging us all to carry on. Would 
that we had a score of such preachers in the Lower Congo! 
Timotio is one of the men into whom much has been put for 
many years, and we are reaping the results of intensive training 
such as we have given to few others. 

It's a long, long way to Chengtu, West China, and to 
Kimpese on the Congo, but our hearts are right there 
with our Family and our neighbors who are, together, 



trying to lead young men and women to use their lives, 
intelligently, in the service of Jesus Christ. 




Dear Baptist Donors to the Oriental Colleges: 

What do you think! I am actually feeling of one of 
those seven Oriental colleges we talked about so much 
three years ago, and looking at it, too, whenever I glance 
up from this pad of paper. We drove over this after- 
noon from Vepery, the part of Madras where Doctor 
and Mrs. Ferguson live, in the car that Miss Bent's 
church in Grlens Falls gave her, and have made the tour 
of the buildings and the grounds of this beautiful col- 
lege located on the banks of the Cooum river in the heart 
of the residential section of Madras. The old mansion 
that was here, when the property was purchased, sets 
back from the street and has so many white pillars, both 
inside and out, that it looks like a stately home of a 
century ago, in Virginia. This is Doveton House, where 
the one hundred and thirty-six lovely Indian girls attend 
classes, and find their library and dining-room. The 
new Science Hall, on the right, has pillars to harmonize 
with the original building, and is connected with it by a 
covered, white colonnade, as is the dormitory on the 
left. Also at the left are curving covered walks through 
a garden with a fountain and big trees, and flowers, in 
the quiet of which I am sitting and writing to you, on 
the spot. The girls just love this retired place, away 
from the street and from observation. 

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It is a fitting vestibule to the chapel, to which it leads, 
where there is no chair or anything to distract the eye. 
The girls take small mats from chests by the entrance, 
and sit on the floor in true Indian fashion when they 
gather in assembly. You would be delighted with the 
atmosphere of this chapel, especially with the carved, 
openwork brass globe that hangs in the chancel, lighted 
every evening with a single electric bulb, so that the 
girls can come in and sit in the dim light and pray or 
meditate. Miss McDougall, the president of the college, 
says that there is always some one here whenever she 
looks in during the evening. 

College Girls and Christian Service. One day Gulban, 
a Christian Telugu college girl, from Hanamakonda, 
spoke to some of the coolies who were at work on the 
new Science Hall. She found that they were Telugus, 
and so she sang to them and repeated some passages of 
Scripture. They were much pleased and invited her 
to their village, which is really nothing more than a 
certain section of Madras. She eagerly told Miss Sarber, 
one of our Family who is on the college faculty, and 
asked her to go and take all of the sixteen Telugu stu- 
dents, on the next Sunday afternoon. When Miss Sarber 
asked who would pay the expense of the carriage, Gulban 
replied that they must walk, because this Telugu village 
is very poor, and it would not look well for them to 
arrive in a carriage. So on Sunday, these girls, who 
are not accustomed to long walks 'on public streets, 
started for the Telugu village of the builders. They did 
not know the way, so the first village in which they 
stopped proved to be where the dhobies or laundrymen 
lived. They were urged to stay and hold a service, so 
four of the girls decided to remain while the others went 



on to the village of the builders. Now, the two villages 
visited regularly on Sunday have increased to four, and 
Friday afternoons have been added for the sake of the 
children, whose hair is combed then, faces washed, sore 
eyes treated, and many a Bible verse and story told to 
the eager little listeners. Thus these Indian college girls 
are learning the joy of Christian service and are living 
out the motto of the college that they love, " Lighted 
to Lighten." 


We left Madras yesterday at one o'clock for the three- 
hours train ride to Vellore. We had our tea on the 
train sandwiches which Mrs. Ferguson prepared for 
us and the tea-tray, which was handed in at the window 
at one station and taken out at the next. Oh, yes, and 
there were some monkeys who climbed up the side of the 
train to finish our sandwiches, and ran along the track 
as the train started, vainly hoping for another bite. 
Well, you can imagine our unalloyed joy in finding 
Dr. Ida Scudder at the station to meet us. And ever 
since, we keep pinching ourselves at intervals, to make 
sure that we are really here in Vellore. 

Evening Prayers at Vellore. It was just sunset as we 
rode into the compound, and Doctor Scudder asked us 
if we were too tired for evening prayers with the girls. 
Of course we were ready. We did not come to Vellore 
to go to bed and sleep all of the time. We followed 
her to the upper veranda of the Rachel Fillebrown 
Hostel, and there found sixty-eight Indian girls, students 
in the Medical School, in their white saris or dresses, 
sitting on the floor, ready for their good-night service. 



We sang together and 'talked about the love of our 
heavenly Father for all our Family, wherever his chil- 
dren might be, and prayed together before we said 
good night. 

Indian Pilau. Then we came over here for dinner, 
and what do you think we had? As you could never 
guess, I will tell you. It was glorified pilau. Are you 
any wiser? It is more wonderful than rice and curry, 
and made of steamed rice with bits of chicken, raisins, 
peanuts, eggs, and other good things mixed in the rice 
and served on a huge platter looking like an enormous 
snowy mound. When some of it is on your plate, you 
cover it with sliced banana and curry sauce and begin 
to eat. It is such fun to find these nice surprises, first 
a fat peanut, then a raisin. 

A Morning in the Hospital Bus. Today has been 
more delightful even than yesterday, for we have been, 
all the morning, with Doctor Scudder in the hospital 
bus, twenty-three miles to Gudiyattam, stopping under 
the big banyan trees by the roadside to hold a dispensary 
with the collection of people who had gathered there. 
The bus was filled three on the driver's seat and a 
whole row of little white cotton bags filled with the 
remedies most in demand, hanging from hooks on the 
dashboard. In the bus were the pupil doctors and 
nurses, the Bible-woman, boxes of drugs, instruments, 
various vessels, etc. Wherever we stopped the children 
came with their hands full of flowers for the beloved 
doctor with the sweet, smiling face. And never was a 
little one disappointed, but received for his more or 
less wilted bouquet a pretty colored card. The patients, 
of course, touched our hearts the -old man with boils 
which needed to be lanced, children with sore eyes that 



were swabbed in spite of th'e screams of the little 
patients, an old woman with a crushed finger in which 
all kinds of dirt had collected, who was afraid to go to 
the hospital where she could be given proper treatment, 
a woman with swollen face and three teeth which were 
immediately extracted, children with enlarged spleen, 
etc. All the time that Doctor Scudder was examining 
and prescribing for these patients, the Bible-woman, at 
the back of the bus with her colored chart, was telling 
the story of Jesus to the crowd who had gathered. 

A Village Dispensary. "When we reached Gudiyat- 
tarn, we found a neat little building which is the village 
dispensary, over which a charming young Indian woman 
presides. She is Miss Navamoni David, one of the first 
graduates from the Medical School with the degree of 
L. M. P., which means when translated, Licensed Medical 
Practitioner. If such trained women and such sanitary, 
orderly headquarters can be multiplied throughout 
India, the suffering of Indian womanhood can be greatly 

The New Site and the Future. This afternoon we 
have been out to the new site for the Medical College, 
where it is planned to put the dormitories, the ad- 
ministration building, the residences, etc. It is a glori- 
ous spot, four miles from the town part of it fine, 
level ground, and across the street a rocky hill with a 
magnificent view. "We climbed to the top and talked 
of what Indian girls will be able to do and to be, with 
a vision and an inspiration like the one from that hill- 
top, for all the years of their medical course. Then, 
with the possibilities of all that this school may become, 
in our thought, we came back to this compound, where 
the 1 doctor lives and where the new dispensary is just 

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completed, for afternoon tea on the lawn with the 
students who are to help to make this school what it is 
to be in the future. So much depends upon the reputa- 
tion that these first graduates give it by their work and 
their Christian example. I wish that I could save to 
bring home to you some of the 'crisp, brown cakes and 
sugary, syrupy balls that we had for tea. I can only 
send in this letter my joy that our Family has a share, 
with three of our neighbors, in such a school as this. 



' ' Ginling forever, long may she live, 
Loyal devotion to her we give. " 

So say the one hundred and thirty-seven girls who 
make up the student group for 1925-1926, and so says 
every visitor to China who is fortunate enough to spend 
a few days at Ginling College. The old Mandarin house 
where the college lived for five years was a fascinating 
place with its round doors, spirit walls, roses, and 
wistaria. But the new campus with its gently rolling 
acres in full view of Purple Mountain, is a delight and 
an inspiration. No wonder that the girls love it. Al- 
though the buildings are so new and the college only 
ten years old, the antiquity of China impresses one here 
as it does everywhere else in the country. The view is 
at least two thousand years old. Climbing to the high- 
est point on the campus, with some of the girls as guides, 
you can see a Buddhist temple built a thousand years ago 
in memory of a pious monk who found, on this " Hill 

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of Eternal Greenness," a place where he could medi- 
tate. Even the name of the college suggests age, for it 
is the old name of the city of Nanking, given to it two 
hundred years before Christ. Off to the west of the 
campus is the city wall, hoary with time, and near it 
one of the lovely gardens of the city, which is dedicated 
to the memory of soldiers who died in the war of 1921, 
and in which is the pool of the Black Dragon, which has 
never run dry since the days of Abraham and no one 
knows what it did before that. 

The Student Body. These students surely represent 
the thought and life of China, for they come from 
eleven of her eighteen provinces and from thirty-four 
different preparatory schools, thirteen of which are 
either private or Government schools. One hundred and 
ten of these girls are Christians and members of 
churches ten different denominations being repre- 
sented. They are at present deeply concerned over 
China, and were much affected when the shooting of 
students occurred in Shanghai, on May 30. They took 
part in the student parades and meetings in Nanking, 
but continued their ordinary classroom work so that the 
college closed as usual, the last of June, although with 
the customary Commencement Day festivities omitted. 

Difficulty of Student Work in China. Dear women, 
few of us in America realize, what it means to conduct a 
Christian school in China today, especially when its 
students are mature, thinking men and women. Given 
a seething background of bitterness and hatred toward 
foreign nations and policies, constantly stimulated by 
the propaganda of the anti-foreign movement and the 
ill-considered articles of the newspapers, a complicated, 
trying situation can very quickly be developed. The 



student body at Ginling, however, is overwhelmingly 
Christian and, as a result, there prevails a calm, con- 
trolled frame of mind and clear thinking, which makes 
possible the continuance of the college work. 

A Retreat for College Students. Recently the stu- 
dents planned for a ' ' retreat ' ' when they might quietly 
consider their college motto, "Abundant Life," and 
how better to attain it. One of the subjects which 
claimed much of their attention was the observance of 
Sunday. This is what one of the students suggested: 

In the morning, to go visiting neighbors, and to go to church, 
either to worship or to teach Sunday school. In the afternoon, 
a quiet hour to give us a chance to think about our doings, later 
to have a Sunday school at the college for poor children, and a 
class for women who have not heard about Jesus. In the evening, 
there should be a Y. W. 0. A. meeting for all students and a 
chapel service for the school servants. So we thought that Sunday 
is our rest-day, but it is also the only day we can help both our- 
selves and others to enter into the Abundant Life. 

Ginling Attaining Its Goal. This college, like all of 
these Oriental institutions, aims, as its major task, to 
train Chinese young women to become Christian leaders 
and teachers in the home, the school, in social and civic 
life, in the church. Is this goal being attained? That 
is a most natural question and should have an answer. 
At the end of ten years, the college has sixty-eight grad- 
uates. Far more than half of this number are teaching 
the majority in mission schools, seven have married, 
ten are doing graduate work either in China or America, 
four are studying for the medical profession, and two 
are evangelistic workers. There are now four Chinese 
women on the college faculty, three of whom are Gin- 
ling's own alumnae. 



I could go on endlessly writing about Ginling, its 
charming new buildings which, you made possible and 
which are a joy to see, with their Chinese roofs with the 
turned-up corners guarded by funny little carved figures. 
I will close, however, with this last word : I am thankful 
from the bottom of my heart that some of our Family 
and four of our neighbors were brave enough to lay 
the foundation of this Christian college for Chinese 
women, and to put it in such a glorious setting, with all 
the beauty that speaks to the heart of a girl, whether she 
lives in China or in America. 


En Route to Woman's Christian College of Japan. 

Isn't this an imposing address? It is difficult to re- 
member and more difficult -to reach in actual 'fact, es- 
pecially when, to save time, the trip is undertaken in a 
hired taxi. Many of the roads of Tokyo were never 
made for automobiles, particularly in the suburbs, 
whether they are considered from the point of width, 
or lack of pavement, or the depth of the oozy mud. 
When you attempt to reach this address by taxi, you 
place your one nose, the crown of your head, and your 
only remaining presentable hat in grave danger of com- 
plete annihilation. But what matter! The fun of 
watching the chauffeur and his assistant is worth all 
of the bumps and jolts. Yes, I said his assistant, for the 
chauffeur in Japan is not allowed to drive without one. 
You see, when the car needs to turn into a street nar- 
rower than the preceding, it is necessary for permission 
to be secured from the policeman who sits in a funny 
little house with a peaked roof at the street corner. So 



the assistant jumps out of the car, doffs his cap, and 
makes a deep and most respectful bow to the policeman, 
who, having listened to all the reasons for desiring to 
use that particular street, grants permission, and we pro- 
ceed. This performance has been repeated about a dozen 
times in the hour's ride to the college. 

The Campus. Everything out here is new and a real 
lawn and driveway do not yet exist, and there is no 
view. There are, however, enough new buildings to make 
it possible for the college with its three hundred girls 
to operate as a full-fledged college. The architecture of 
the dormitories is unusual and somewhat resembles a 
Russian cross. Two of the arms are finished and occu- 
pied, and the central kitchen which serves all of the 
radiating dormitories, is a most interesting place. The 
big flat stove of brick and cement, with enormous holes 
for the rice kettles, is in the place of honor. You can 
walk all around it and peer into the depths of the re- 
ceptacles and open the doors of the fire-boxes. One of 
the classroom buildings, the gymnasium, one faculty 
residence, and the president's house are also completed, 
so that there is already, quite a plant, even though many 
buildings still remain on paper. 

A Japanese Woman President of the College. This 
college has the unique distinction of having for its presi- 
dent a Japanese woman, Doctor Yasui, who is a. graduate 
of the Higher Normal School for Women in Tokyo, and 
has studied at Cambridge and Oxford Universities and 
Cardiff College. Her teaching experience has been 
varied. In addition to being on the faculty of three 
prominent schools in Tokyo, over a period of eighteen 
years, she was for three years at the Queen's School in 
Siam, at the request of the government, and for a month 



this last year in Formosa, giving lectures and inspect- 
ing schools. She received the honorary degree of Doctor 
of Literature from Mt. Holyoke College in 1923. Her 
strong, Christian character, quiet dignity, and familiar- 
ity with the problems of education make her a great 
asset to this new college, in these early years of its 

Students in Christian Service. Miss Jenkins of our 
Family, who is a member of the college faculty, tells 
us some interesting things about the students and alum- 
nge, as we sit at tea in the faculty parlor : 

Last April the college Y. W. 0. A. started a Sunday school for 
the neighborhood children. In spite of a very rainy day the 
first Sunday, seventy-five children came, and before the end of 
the term the number had increased to almost one hundred. You 
can see what that means in the lives of the children if I tell 
you of their background. I had a conversation with the father of 
four of those children soon after he had come to the neighbor- 
hood, which is rather sparsely settled. With his eyes big as 
saucers and in great excitement he told us that across the fields 
he had seen a light first here, and then, there, and he could not 
understand it. He thought it must be a white fox that was 
around the neighborhood, that might .work harm to his children, 
make them dumb or lead them away, or do some such thing. It 
was pitiful to see his very real distress, and we hope that the 
message of the God of love that the children will week by week 
bring home may lead him to a clearer vision. 

A word- about our graduates. One is studying in England, 
four in the United States one at the University of California, 
one at Mount Holyoke 'College, one at Vassar College and one 
doing graduate work in New York City after receiving her degree, 
last June, from Ohio Wesleyan University. One of our Baptist 
girls who graduated three or four years ago wanted to teach in 
one of our mission schools. But there did not seem to be just 
the place for her, and she took a position in a government high 
school. The next year we had three successful applicants for 



admission to college from that school, whereas other years the 
applicants from that school had failed to enter. In answer to 
the question put to the class as to why they came to our college, 
those three girls all said it was because of the character of our 
graduate who had taught them. She was so patient, so kind and 
friendly with them, that they wanted to go to her college. Last 
spring she was married, and in a letter written about that time 
she gives as her ambition the making of a Christian home which 
should be an example and an influence for the highest things. 
Another graduate is in the Osaka Y. W. 0. A., as a factory 
worker. She goes to certain factories and business houses, and 
has meetings and classes and clubs at the noon hour and after 
work is over; a meeting with eighty bank girls, with one hun- 
dred and fifty girls in a department store, with four hundred 
factory girls, or with twenty . matrons whom she teaches so that 
they can pass it on to the thirty-five hundred girls in their care. 

Is our college worth while ? Our Family and five of our 
neighbors say that it is. 

Dear World Wide Guild Girls: 

Union Girls' High School, Hangchow. I wish that 
you were here this minute. It will be four weeks before 
you can possibly receive this note, and I want you to see 
this fine Union Girls' School here in Hangchow. It is 
out in the new part of the city where the streets are 
broad and there seems to be more air to breathe. You 
would not mind preparing for college in a school as 
good-looking as this. There is a large classroom build- 
ing, two dormitories, one residence, and an outdoor gym- 
nasium on one compound, and across the street the most 
attractive kindergarten building you ever saw. The 
circle room, especially, is so bright and has such pretty 
pictures just on a line with the eyes of the fifty cunning 
Chinese children who occupy the chairs! In the rest 



of the school there are three hundred girls, more than 
half of them of about your age. They are a happy crowd 
and one reason is that they are having this chance to se- 
cure an education. It can not possibly come to every 
Chinese girl as it does to you at home rather as a mat- 
ter of course because there are not enough schools to 
go around. In fact, there are only two more as large 
as this for girls, in all China. Just think about that for 
a moment, when sometimes you feel like leaving school 
and going to work. You notice that I said that this is 
a union school. Well, our Family and two of our neigh- 
bors are maintaining it the Northern and the Southern 

Riverside Academy, Ningpo. Over in Ningpo, five 
hours by train and a night on a steamer away from 
Hangchow, is another fine school, called Riverside Acad- 
emy, which is also a union school, for here our Family 
and the Northern Presbyterians are working together. 
This school is only about three years old. The building 
which is new, is the Jubilee gift of the women of our 
Family who live in the East Central District. It is 
right on the bank of the Ningpo river, and kept from 
falling in by a bund which is a strip of ground with a 
wall of stone like a breakwater. Our Family has its 
grade school, called the Sarah Batchelor Memorial 
School, about an eighth of a mile away, also on the bank 
of the river, while the Presbyterian grade school is 
across the river. You can see it if you look straight 
across from where we are standing on the bund. Both 
of these lower schools are the feeders for Riverside 

Union Normal School for Girls, Chengtu. There is one 
other school to which I wish to refer, although it is too 



far away to think of going to see it, for it is in Chengtu, 
one thousand' and eight hundred miles up the Yangtse 
Kiang. If we could only manage to get there, we would 
receive a royal welcome, for visitors from home are rare 
at the Union Normal School for Girls, which is another 
example of how well and happily our Family can work 
with its neighbors. This is the smallest school of the 
three less than forty girls and it has no fine briek- 
and-stone buildings on a broad street or on the bank of 
a river, for it has never had a present of enough money 
to buy any. All the home the school has ever had is 
an old Chinese house with its courtyard from which 
numerous little rooms lead. It sounds very romantic. 
Think of living in a real Chinese house and going to 
school there ! But when winter comes, and the sunless 
days, and there is no fire to warm the stone floors and, 
in spite of your fur-lined boots, your feet develop chil- 
blains, you sigh for a warm house and are willing to 
let the romance rest for a bit. ; And the girls and the 
Faculty of the Union Normal School of Chengtu agree 
with you. There is not the slightest chance for an argu- 
ment. They have been asking for a long time for suit- 
able buildings yet, they keep right on coming to 

Popular Education Movement. The girls in these 
three schools and in many others throughout China are 
tremendously interested in what is known as the Popu- 
lar Education Movement, which means teaching every 
one of the four hundred million people in China how to 
read the one thousand characters that are most com- 
monly used, so that the nation may become a literate 
nation instead of remaining as it now is, with ninety- 
five per cent, of its people unable to read. These young 



students realize that a country can not solve its prob- 
lems if the citizens can not read or write. Thus it is 
that wherever one goes in China today, the students 
are found to be busy either teaching classes themselves, 
after school hours, or raising money to pay the salary 
of a teacher or to buy books for the pupils. You see, 
these young folks care very deeply about their country 
and are eager to help and are following her relations 
with other countries with keen interest. I am sending 
you an essay written by one of the girls in the Union 
Girls' School in Hangchow, that you may see what a 
young girl of your own age is thinking, and how she is 
trying to prepare herself to be ready for service. This 
essay, by the way, took second prize in a recent con- 
test and is copied for you without any corrections : 



China is so big and her needs are so many. "Whenever I think 
of helping our nation, I can't but have a sense of impotence the 
feeling that I can do very little to help my country; along with 
this comes a feeling of discouragement and indifference. In 
China there are about four hundred million people. I am one 
of them. So to help China is my obligation. The one thing for 
me to do is to open my eyes and do what China needs me to do. 

It is a mistake that I divert attention from near and possible 
duty and fix it upon remote and difficult tasks. According to 
my period now I should say, " Be a good student " is my duty 
which I can do to -help China. But what is a good student? 
First, I must learn self-control, be honest and diligent, because 
I am the example of other people and the pillar or master of 
future China. Secondly, whether in school or in summer vaca- 
tion, I must use my opportunity to help others. If I abandon 
my present opportunity and did not form a serviceable habit, 
how could I help China in future? The place to help my country 



is where I am rather than where I am not. Thirdly, to help 
China is not an easy thing to do. So I must determine my mind 
and never change it even in trouble. 

Be a good student is what I can do now to help China. But 
after I finish my school work the main thing I hope to do is to 
help the women in China. In old days the position of women in 
China remained subject to the men, they received little or no 
education, no freedom, knew nothing about her rights or their 
country. Today women fortunately could have education, receive 
equal rights as men, give up their old customs. But I am sorry 
to say that these benefits are only enjoying in the big cities. The 
women in inland of China are still like the old days. So I make 
up my mind to help them, and hope to establish a school in 
interior of China for them. As we know the woman is the mother 
and the real center of a nation. She has the responsibility of 
education. If she is illiterate how could she help her country? 
Only a hindrance of progress. 

So the thing which I can do to help China is not only to be 
a good citizen myself, but to help the illiterate women, make 
them to cooperate with men in order to glory China. 



Dear Baptist Doctors and Nurses; 

We have just had coffee in Doctor Lawney's room in 
this pleasant house which is the doctor's residence and 
is about three blocks away from the hospital. I mean, 
of course, the Margaret Williamson Hospital for Women 
and Children, which has been one of the acknowledged 
blessings of Shanghai for forty-two years, since it was 
started, in a two-room hut, by Dr. Elizabeth Keifsnyder. 
It originally belonged to the Woman's Union Missionary 
Society but claimed the special attention of our Family 



about five years ago, when we joined with three of our 
neighbors to make it a union hospital and to add to it 
a Nurses' Training School and a Medical College for 

Recent Changes. It is astonishing what can be accom- 
plished in fiv'e short years. In the matter of buildings, 
the Nurses' Home has been erected and is now occupied, 
and the Bennett Memorial is finished and is in use for 
clinical work. Land has been purchased across the 
street from the hospital, where a second residence is 
being erected for the American nurses and, on this com- 
pound with Stevenside, the ground is broken for a forty- 
thousand-dollar dormitory to accommodate sixty medi- 
cal students. 

New Medical College for Women. Already the 
Medical College is in its second year with ten students 
enrolled and many others taking their pre-medical 
science in the colleges. Unless every present sign fails, 
five years from now there will be fifty students in this 
Medical College where all the work is given in English 
and which is one of seven institutions in China to be 
recognized by the China Medical Association as of A 
grade. The faculty of this new college is already a 
strong one nine foreign doctors and five nurses, and 
an equal number of qualified Chinese women doctors 
and nurses. Great results should follow when this new 
medical college with its strengthened faculty and its in- 
creased facilities offers its larger service. 

A Pioneer from West China. You will be interested 
to know that one of these medical students is the daugh- 
ter of a Baptist pastor in our West China Mission. Her 
name is Helen Shuai, and when she graduates she will 
be the first Chinese woman to be a practising physician 

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in all of Szechuan province with a population of sixty- 
one millions of people. 

A New Hospital Needed. The Margaret Williamson 
Hospital, through the years, has built up a large clientele 
in Shanghai, and. so is able to maintain itself, aside from 
the salaries of the missionaries. About twenty-five thou- 
sand dollars a year is received in fees and local contribu- 
tions from the Chinese. At the present time the hospital 
buildings are old and dingy and should be replaced as 
soon as possible. Money is now being raised at home 
for a four-story building to cost two hundred thousand 
dollars. Each floor will constitute a separate depart- 
ment the medical, the surgical, the children's, and the 
maternity wards. 

Extract from the New Booklet. I am sending this 
letter to you, Baptist doctors and nurses, for I am sure 
that you will want to tell others about this new .college 
for Chinese young women and help to secure the new 
buildings and equipment. This is what one page of the 
exceedingly attractive new booklet has to say about the 
babies in the hospital : 

In the maternity department of the hospital, more than a 
thousand babies are born yearly. The year 1925 has seen as many 
as one hundred and twenty babies putting in an appearance in one 
month. The nursery, filled to overflowing, has baskets, bathtubs, 
and every available kind of bassinet. That a baby- can be made 
exceedingly comfortable in a miniature bathtub has been success- 
fully demonstrated. The clinic coolie, cleaning up one night, saw in 
the corner of the room a small bundle of rags. The coolie 's curios- 
ity divulged a wizened and shrunken little morsel of humanity. 
With arms and legs horribly misshapen, the small waif seemed 
to have a spark of life struggling to endure with insistent pathos. 
The coolie took the child to one of the nurses and today little 
Margaret Williamson, as she has been named, may be seen about 



the corridors as normal a child as it would be possible to imagine. 
She had been deserted by her parents, and her physical ..condi- 
tion was due to starvation. Innumerable other stories of suffering 
and tragedy, coupled with fortitude and comedy, can be garnered 
from this American hospital in a section of the Chinese city 
teeming with life and activity. 





AIM: To gather up some of the fragments that remain which, 
in many instances, may prove to be of as great significance as 
anything yet related. This is, however, the reputation of post- 
scripts. Therefore no apologies are offered. 

INTRODUCTION : The Beginning of the Postscript. 

1. The Mission Press, Rangoon, Burma. 

2. The Subject of Christian Literature. 

3. Two Best-houses. 

4. Social Service for the Sake of Jesus Christ. 

Khargpur and Jamshedpur in India. 
Tuberculosis Home, Taunggyi, Burma. 
Tinghae in the Chusan Islands, China. 
Leper Colony and Children's Orphanage, Swatow, China. 
Fukuin Maru, Inland Sea, Japan. 

Christian Center, Waseda University and Misaki Taber- 
nacle, Tokyo, Japan. 

5. Schools for Missionaries' Children. 

6. Philanthrophy in the Orient Old Folks' Home, Kityang, 


All-Burma Baptist Orphanage, Moulmein. 

7. Growing Self -consciousness in the Oriental Branch of the 

Family, and Attitude of Family in America. 


P. S. Being a woman, I am entitled to a postscript. 
I think that I will claim my rights, not simply to make 
a display of my independence, but rather to say some of 
the important things that I have had no time to write 
thus far. 

Dear Baptist Readers: 

You do not know the relief experienced, when the 
steamer docks at the jetty in Rangoon, to have Mr. 
Snyder or Mr. Green of the Mission Press there to 
greet you and to look after your baggage. Not a worry 
nor a further thought about it, however many coolies 
may try to attract your attention. And this is only the 
beginning. A check cashed? Yes, go to the Press. 
Your passage reserved to America? Just write the 
Press. Your American Express Checks and passport 
kept in safety while you go to Upper Burma? Put 
them in the vault at the Press. A new book, stationery, 
kodak, typewriter, Christmas card? Go as quickly as 
you can to the Press and buy. 

By-products of Mission Press, Rangoon. This is a 
true story, but all this service, rendered with a smile and 
apparently, as far as you are allowed to see, with no 
effort, is simply a by-product of the real work of the 
American Baptist Mission Press of Rangoon, Burma. 
I am adding this postscript because I fear that you do 
not realize what a progressive business institution our 
Family owns in this large city of the East. Begun in 

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1816, it took possession of its present building in 1904, 
which is a plain red brick structure with no ornamenta- 
tion, on a corner of one of the principal streets in the 
down-town section. The attractive display of books and 
.pictures in the plate-glass show windows reminds you of 
home, and so does the salesroom inside, where the 
counters are covered with the latest books and maga- 
zines, and in addition, many English and Eastern pub- 
lications which you do not readily find in the United 
States. All this, however, is another by-product of the 
real work of the Press. Upon invitation, you will be 
shown the Composing-room, then the Press-room, the 
Power-room, the Type-foundry, the Paper Stock Go- 
down, the Bindery, and the Office. As you make the 
rounds you realize what an establishment this is for 
providing all the different peoples of Burma with a 
literature which they can read in their own language. 

The Work of the Press. The compositors will interest 
you sixty or seventy of them setting type in Burmese, 
Karen, Shan, Tamil, and many other languages. The 
little, queer characters look all alike to you, and you 
marvel how these men are prevented from mixing the 
type, but they are generally working in their own lan- 
guages, and so know what they are doing. If you 
understand the printing business, you will be interested 
in the two fine linotype machines that set Sgaw Karen, 
and another two that set the Burmese character. In 
this special line of work, our Press leads all the others 
in India, for none of them has ever adapted a modern 
composing machine to any of the vernacular languages. 
It is one thing to carry on a successful printing business 
in English, and quite another to add all of the follow- 
ing languages : Burmese, Sgaw and Pwo Karen, Shan, 



Kachin, Talain, Chin, Lisu, Lalm, Tamil, and Telugu, 
and still have it a self-supporting concern. Since 1882, 
when the superintendent was given one thousand dollars 
for new machinery by our Mission Board, no appropria- 
tion has been made from the Family pocket-book, except 
for the new building in 1904 and the two Burmese lino- 
types which bear a small brass plate stating that they 
are the gift of Mr. and Mrs. M. G. Edmands. The 
furnishings, the equipment, the running expenses, the 
salaries of the three hundred employees, are all met from 
the income of the Press, and its profits are used for in- 
creasing the equipment and the stock of school material 
which is made necessary by the demands of the growing 
educational program of Burma. 

One Year's Work. In reporting the work of the year, 
Mr. Snyder, the superintendent, says: 

Our list of religious and school publications embraces about 
sixty-five titles. In the list are included commentaries by Mr. 
Cochrane and Doctor Tilbe, a reprint of the .Shan Bible, two edi- 
tions of the Sunshine Hymn and Tune book in Sgaw Karen, re- 
print editions of both the Hymn and Tune book and the words- 
only-edition in Sgaw Karen, a Gospel of Mark in Lahu, and the 
usual run of tracts and Gospel portions. We are also at work on 
a series 'of school books in Sgaw Karen, by Saya Po Lin Tay, 
approved by the Government Text Book Committee. We are at 
present working on an edition of the Bible in Burmese for the 
British and Foreign Bible Society. 

An Honorable Record. One reason why this Mission 
Press has such a marvelous business record and has so 
successfully accomplished its purpose of giving the Bible 
and a Christian literature to the people of Burma,j.s that 
during the one hundred and six years between 1816 and 
1922, it has been served by only three superintendents 
the founder, Rev. G. H. Hough, for twelve years; Rev. 



Cephas Bennett, for fifty-two years, and Mr. F. D. 
Phinney, for forty years. What a record of faithful, 
consecrated service is bound up in this bald statement 
of the number of years that these three men of our 
Family have, without any blare of trumpets, been quietly 
helping to build the foundations for a Christian world 

Importance of Christian Literature. In this connec- 
tion, there are several other things I want to write you 
regarding this subject of literature. One is that, all 
through the work of our Family in the Orient, there 
has been felt this need of books in the language of the 
people so that as men and women come to Jesus Christ 
they may have something upon which to feed their 
souls a need which at home we supply by going to 
the nearest bookstore and making a selection from dozens 
of books. Thus we find that missionaries, in addition 
to the regular demands made upon them, spend time in 
writing and in translation. Just start your memories 
and imaginations to working, and recall how you used 
to dread those lessons in Latin prose, and how slow 
you would be now to put a letter into French or German. 
Then turn the pages of the last annual report of the 
American Baptist Foreign Mission Society that sort of 
thing that is supposed to be dry and which many mem- 
bers of our Family shun as they would a contagious 
disease and see what you find : 

Individual Effort. Beginning with Assam : 

Mr. Selander has translated John's Gospel and thirty-nine gos- 
pel hymns into Aborj Mr. Tanquist has continued the translation 
of the New Testament into Angami Naga and now only Matthew, 
Mark and John remain to be prepared for the press; Doctor 
Mason has finished the translation of the Bible into Garo, and 



Mrs. Harding and Mrs. Ewing have translated the Sunday school 
series into the same language; Mr. Pettigrew has completed the 
translation of John, Luke and the Acts into Thado Kuki. 

Prom Burma Mr. Harris writes: " I have continued 
to prepare comments in Karen on the Sunday-school 
lessons." Doctor Hanson says that the fourth edition 
of the Kachin hymn-book is under preparation and that 
the translation of the Old Testament is completed as far 
as the prophetic books ; also that six hundred and twenty- 
five copies of the Kachin News are printed every month. 

Congo tells this story : 

We have hand printing-presses at most of our stations. Doctor 
Clark has revised the four Gospels and the Acts, which are now 
being printed; Doctor Leslie has a story of Jesus' Life ready 
for the press; the Banza Manteke press is publishing a small 
quarterly magazine in the vernacular; a text-book in Physiology 
and Hygiene is being put through the Kimpese press. 

Well, this is not half the story of the individual ef- 
fort that is going on all of the time in an attempt to 
supply this sorry lack in the life of the new Christian, 
for something that will sustain and inspire. A man 
gives his heart to Jesus and there is no Bible in his 
language for him to read. A young woman learns the 
meaning of the Christian life in the mission school, and 
there is not a suitable book for her in her home village, 
nor a magazine or newspaper. A young man, eager to 
know the faith, finds nothing in his own language to 
meet his need. 

Appointment of Union Literature Committee. So 
overwhelmingly important did this problem of giving 
an adequate Christian literature to the Orient become 
to all the denominational families in 1900 that a Union 
Committee was later appointed by the Foreign Mis- 



sions Council to plan wisely and definitely to supply a 
literature in greater amount and of wider scope than 
individual families could ever hope to do. Partly 
through the efforts of this committee and also through 
the initiative of representatives of one or more de- 
nominations in the Orient, there can be found today 
Christian Literature Societies in almost every country. 
There is time to mention only one of these in this letter, 
but you can easily find out about others if you are in- 
terested in this subject. The Christian Literature So- 
ciety for China was organized thirty-five years ago be- 
cause of the need for the preparation of school-books. 
The work has grown through the years until we find 
from the last annual report that the total number of 
pages printed for the year exceeded fifteen million. Let 
us run over the list of books: For pastors and evan- 
gelists, a Commentary on Romans, " Life and Letters 
of Paul," etc. ; for students, " How to Eead the Bible," 
"Three Vital Questions," etc.; for young people, 
" Lovey Mary " and " The Famous Missionary 
Series "; for women and girls, " Women of the New 
Testament," " From the Seen to the Unseen," etc. 

Woman's Committee on Christian Literature. These 
last-mentioned books suggest one further development 
of this subject about which I wish to write you before 
I close this postscript, and that is the work of the Com- 
mittee on Christian Literature of the Federation of 
Woman's Foreign Boards of North America, which was 
appointed in 1912. Two years later, when Mrs. H, W. 
Peabody and Mrs. W. A. Montgomery were visiting the 
Orient, they realized the need, especially for magazines 
for children and young women. After that, things began 
to happen, and it was not long before the Christian 



Literature Society of China was supplying funds, the 
China Sunday School Union was printing, and Mrs. 
MacGillivray of Shanghai was editing a most attrac- 
tive magazine for children, under the name of Happy 
Childhood. Now, twelve years later, seven thousand 
copies are printed every month, reaching, as nearly as 
can be estimated, sixty thousand readers. In the wake 
of the magazine .have come Christmas picture-books, an 
edition of twelve thousand selling immediately, and quite 
recently a " Life of Christ " in four small volumes with 
many illustrations for children and ignorant women. 
The work of this committee now includes The Woman's 
Messenger, edited by Miss Laura White of Shanghai, 
the Ai No Hikari for coolie and fisherwomen of Japan, 
a little newspaper sheet edited by Miss Amy Bosanquet, 
and The Treasure Chest for boys and girls in India, 
edited by Miss Ruth Robinson. This last magazine is pub- 
lished in English and is then reprinted into some of the 
vernacular languages, already having appeared in Urdu, 
Tamil, and Marathi. Its success has been phenomenal, 
and at the end of its second year three thousand paid 
subscriptions had been secured in India. The vigorous 
growth of this little folks' journal is full of promise. 

The Duty of the Church. Even though you read 
this long postscript to the end and are interested, none 
of us in America can visualize what it would mean to 
live without books or to have a desire to read good books 
and be able to find none. Evil and pernicious reading 
is scattered far and wide. There seems to be plenty of 
money for the publication and the dissemination of such 
material, but the church of Jesus Christ has been slow 
to assume responsibility for such a strategic method for 
filling the minds and hearts of new followers of the 



Saviour with high and stimulating thoughts. I shall 
never forget a visit paid to the half-mile of bookstores 
in Tokyo on both sides of the street, like stalls, en- 
tirely open to the public, the shelves lined with books, 
the counters two and three deep with young people, 
mostly boys, absorbed in the books they were reading as 
they stood there. "We looked at the titles and the 
authors French, Russian, Norwegian, .and then, off on 
a shelf in the corner, a small group of books by Christian 
writers. The work of our Family in every detail is 
vital and should be supported loyally by every member. 
Yet when I think of this important matter of Christian 
literature for non-Christian countries and of the quan- 
tity of reading matter that we constantly and thought- 
lessly discard at home, I recall the words of Jesus: 
" These ought yet to have done, and not to leave the 
other undone." 


Dear Folks Who Are Tired: 

Do come here for a rest. You would have a lovely 
time. Here is really Maymyo, fifty miles from Manda- 
lay, the hot weather capital of the government of 
Burma, in the hills of the northern Shan states. Just 
to see the hedges of naming red poinsettias reaching to 
your shoulders would do you a world of good, and the 
beautiful trees and magnificent views. Best of all would 
be the quiet and comfort of this simple but most attrac- 
tive home, provided for the tired missionaries of our 
Family in Burma by a thoughtful sister and friend in 
America. What a joy it is to have such members in 
our Family, and how thankful we are for them ! 

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Shirk Rest House, Maymyo. As soon as you arrive at 
the Rest House, Miss Craft will take you in charge and 
see that every possible want is supplied, and some that 
you never dreamed you possessed. Fresh milk, vege- 
tables, and fruit revive your weary spirits, and long 
nights of quiet sleep. Then it is peace to sit with 
" Mother Craft " and enjoy the optimism of a woman 
who has lived long and yet finds work and happiness in 
living. And the parrot dp not forget to make friends 
with him. He surely believes in " safety first," for he 
calls a hundred times a day to all who will listen, " You 
better be careful." 

Doane Rest House, Baguio, P. I. The last copy of 
Missions (January, 1926) has just eome in the mail, 
and I must call your attention to a picture of a second 
Home in the hills, provided by another member of our 
Family who knows what tired people need. This one 
is " Doane Rest " and is very new and is located at 
Baguio, north of Manila, in the Philippine Islands. It is 
the hill station and the summer resort for the white 
people who live and work in these islands. It is a gar- 
den spot, five thousand feet above sea-level. Here, in the 
midst of glorious mountain scenery, " Doane Rest " is 
located on a little plateau, a house of stone and stucco 
covered with vines and surrounded by a beautiful 
garden, laid out in all sorts of brilliant beds of plants 
that blossom in luxuriance. Then there is a magnificent 
view of hills and the mountains beyond, and sunsets 
that can not be excelled in any other part of the world 
all the qualifications, as you see, for a perfect vacation. 

Restful Hill Stations. There are other hill and moun- 
tain spots where our Family can " steal awhile away " 
and rest with their year's correspondence to make up, 



financial statements to finish, translation work to do, 
language study to continue, and all sorts of plans to 
make for the new year. You would have a great time 
just making a tour of these wonderful hill stations scat- 
tered through the Orient. There's Darjeeling and Shil- 
long in Assam, Coonoor and Kodaikanal in India, 
Mokansan, Double Island, Kuiling in China, and Karui- 
sawa in Japan. Isn't it fortunate that such places exist 
for those for whom an Oriental climate with its con- 
tinuous heat and enervating effects proves too heavy 
a strain? 

Dear Baptist Laymen: 

There are a number of intensely interesting projects 
that our Family has under way, that do not technically 
come under the regular classification of mission work, 
and yet they show where we stand in some of the big 
social issues of the present day, and that while we be- 
lieve in supporting our own Family, we are not turning 
a deaf ear to calls for what might be termed " social 
service " with the name of Jesus Christ written large 
all around it. 

Khargpur, Large Manufacturing City. Take Kharg- 
pur, for instance, where we were yesterday, a city- of 
seventy thousand people, seventy-two miles west of Cal- 
cutta on the road to Bombay. Visiting such a place 
makes one realize what Great Britain means to India, 
for it is the largest railroad manufacturing center in 
the country. All the engines and rolling-stock are made 
here, so of course there are huge factories to visit and 
enormous chimneys belching out smoke and fire. The 
town is divided and about half the population lives in- 

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side the railroad settlement where the streets are wide 
and the houses of red brick for the officials and English 
workmen are arranged in sections according to the rank 
and the social position of the men and their families. 
There are special quarters for the Indian workers 
rows and rows of small, one-story houses with small 
verandas, and in the gutters, at intervals, a faucet from 
which the families are supplied with water. The drain- 
age system is complete, and everything about the houses 
exceedingly neat. You would smile to see the section 
where the dhobies or laundrymen live, for it looks as 
though every article of wearing apparel in all India 
was hanging on the line or was spread on the ground 
to dry. 

Our Christian Work in Khargpur. Our Family car- 
ries on two lines of work among these people, one for 
the English-speaking and the other for the Indian 
people. There is a good-looking red stone church and 
residence within the settlement for the former, and al- 
though the membership is small because of the shifting 
character of the population, the church exerts a strong 
moral and spiritual influence in the community and 
affords a gathering-place especially for the young people 
and children, where they are learning the principles of 
Christian responsibility and leadership. There is also 
a church for the Indian people, who have come from 
all parts of India to work in the shops. The building 
is the gift of an American member of our Family, and 
bears the name of the Ward Memorial Church. The 
Indian pastor, Rev. K. C. Mohapatra, has been with the 
church for twenty years and has seen it grow from six 
to two hundred and thirty members. I wish you could 
meet him. He speaks four or five different languages 



and he has use for them all, as his parishioners represent 
Bengali, Oriya, Hindustani, and Telugu people. Last 
year he received twenty new members into the church, 
and fourteen were waiting for baptism. He has fine 
plans and a great opportunity for a hostel for Indian 
young men who are in Khargpur without their families, 
and here's hoping that he will be able to realize them. 

The Pittsburgh of India. Three hours on the train, 
to the west of this large railroad center, and we reach 
Jamshedpur, which is even more interesting, in that it 
is larger and not a British development, but the result 
of the initiative of a Parsee family of Bombay. Mr. 
Jamsheedji Tata became interested in the steel industry, 
visited the United States, and now today, eighteen years 
later, Jamshedpur has grown from a small village with 
a few mud huts to a city of eighty-seven thousand peo- 
ple, with enormous factories, beautiful houses, parks, 
roads, schools, hospitals, and clubs. It is often called the 
" Pittsburgh of India." Nine hundred tons of pig iron 
are turned out daily and four hundred tons of rails, be- 
sides tin plate for cans, and other allied products. 

The great majority of the people are Indian from all 
parts of the country, as at Khargpur, but the general 
manager is an American, and the leading positions in 
the various factories are taken by Americans or British. 
You can very well imagine the sort of conditions that 
prevail among the English-speaking group young men 
who have come without their families, lured by the 
promise of high wages, far from home, lonely, weak, 
susceptible to the drinking and gambling of the club 
life ; families where the man and woman care more for 
social standing than for their Christian example; a 
huge Indian population looking on and marveling at 



the ways of the white man. This is the setting for the 
work that our Family is trying to do in Jamshedpur. 

The Church of Christ. In April, 1925, the attractive 
church was completed and dedicated, and, known as 
" The Church of Christ," is proving to be a blessing 
to the whole community. The weekly calendar bears 
these striking words, " A Human Church with a Divine 
Program." As Kev. and Mrs. Brown, of our Family, 
who are in charge of this work, entertain us, let us listen 
to bits of the conversation : 

Saturday evening we had our annual church meeting. One 
hundred and seventy-five sat down to tea together English, 
Scotch, Welsh, American, Anglo-Indian all ranks from the gen- 
eral manager to a few poor Anglo-Indian young men. It was 
a great sight and a real triumph in Christian brotherhood. . . 
We have used our home more than ever this year one college 
man from the States, of fine family, we rescued from the drink 
habit. He has not touched a drop for seven months. Pour 
others are trying hard to resist. . . Our Indian Christians are 
working faithfully under Eev. A. L. Maity, and their church has 
one hundred and ten members. There are many non-Christian 
Indians here. Only last week, an Indian couple came to call. 
He has the degree of Ph. D. from Oxford University, and she is 
a woman of education with the college degree of B. A. They 
said, ' ' Our parents are good Hindus, but we really are nothing. ' ' 

Well, there is much more to say about Jamshedpur, 
but my time is short, and so is yours for reading all 
this. Just remember to include this interesting city in 
your itinerary when you visit India. And also give a 
serious thought to the difficulties that surround all of 
the work that our Family is attempting among the 
English-speaking people in British India. This group 
includes not only the Americans and British who may 
be here for government and business reasons, but also 



the large number of Anglo-Indians, who have mixed 
blood in their veins and who belong socially to neither 
one nor the other of these dominant peoples. As in 
Khargpur and Jamshedpur, so also in Madras, Maymyo, 
Rangoon, and Moulmein, there are churches and Chris- 
tian work for this group, and in the two last-named 
cities there are also schools which our Family has es- 
tablished j the English Baptist High School on the same 
large compound with Gushing High School in Rangoon, 
and the English Girls' High School in Moulmein. Both 
of these schools have attractive buildings and are well 
worth a visit. Baptists who contemplate a visit to the 
Far East should not fail to plan to see these institu- 

Tuberculosis Home, Taunggyi. There are several 
other " side-issues " or " by-products " or whatever 
you choose to call them, that I want to mention before 
I close this long postscript. Up in Taunggyi, Burma, 
there are two women of our Family, a piece of land al- 
ready selected, and a gift of money from a woman of 
the Family in America, and soon there will be a home 
with wide porches, big fireplaces, and simple comforts 
where girls and women of Burma can come to arrest, 
if possible, in that clear bracing atmosphere, the prog- 
ress of that dread disease, tuberculosis, which makes 
such inroads upon the life of the Orient. More than one 
girl is waiting for that house to be finished, in the hope 
that her life may be spared. One dear friend in particu- 
lar is vividly in my mind, the head of the Normal De- 
partment at Kemendine, a dainty young woman, one of 
the best teachers and one of the most beautiful Christian 
characters in Burma. No place to go! If only the 
Taunggyi Home is ready in time ! 




Chinese Money, Christian Supervision. Never heard 
of this place before. "Where are we, any way? I will 
tell you that you are safe and sound, in the care of Rev. 
L. C. Hylbert of Ningpo, on the largest of the Chusan 
Islands in Hangchow Bay, and you made the trip on a 
small launch. You simply must stop here long enough 
to find out what a fascinating thing our Family is 
doing. No money needed (what a relief!), no urgent 
appeal for a building (that's good), no heart-rending 
call for a missionary (what can be the matter?). Yet 
there is a splendid new plant of five buildings for the 
Tinghae Academy for Boys, an enrolment of several hun- 
dred, and a Christian Chinese educator, Rev. T. E. Tong, 
as the principal. "Who has done all this? . The Chinese 
gentry and wealthy merchants have given more than a 
quarter of a million dollars to found and conduct this 
school. In addition, a six-grade school for the girls has 
also been started because of a substantial gift from 
Mr. 0. S. Liu, who, a non-Christian, is the founder of 
the Boys' Academy. Miss Anna Chow is the principal. 
She is the daughter of Pastor Chow of Ningpo and 
Kinhwa, of whom I have written in an earlier letter, 
and she resigned a much more lucrative position in order 
to answer this call to missionary service. 

All this is interesting Chinese money for Chinese 
schools, given by non-Christian men of wealth on the 
understanding that .the supervision shall be by members 
of our Family, because these men recognize that there 
is something in the Christian education and training 
and in the ideals of Jesus Christ that they desire for 
their children. This seems to them the goal. 

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Leper Colony, Swatow. There is no more distressing 
sight in the Orient than the lepers that one sees some- 
times begging or huddled in a heap by the side of the 
road. It is a common occurrence in the city of Swatow, 
and so the Christian Institute of our Family undertook 
the work of instructing the community about the danger 
involved in allowing lepers to roam about the streets. 
The result has been that the Chinese mayor has bought 
a site outside the city and set aside twenty thousand 
dollars for buildings, with the request of Doctor Speicher 
that he find a Christian superintendent for the colony. 
So, today, Pastor Lim Liang-Ti is in charge. He ac- 
cepted this call in the spirit of prayer and sacrifice and 
with these words to Doctor Speicher: " Teacher, for 
twenty-seven years we have been friends and coworkers ; 
with God's blessing, I will accept and together we will 
work out the problem of a leper colony. ' ' 

Children's Orphanage. Another interesting demand 
upon our Family at Swatow has been made as a re- 
sult of the typhoon wave which swept the coast in 1922 
and killed thirty thousand people. Hundreds of chil- 
dren were left orphans; and out of the relief funds 
raised by the Chinese merchants of Hongkong, an 
orphanage was founded and some tens of thousands of 
dollars given as an endowment. There was, of course, 
urgent need of a superintendent, and although Mr. 
Heng Sio Cu, who was in charge of the Hongkong funds, 
was not a professed Christian, he turned to the Chris- 
tian Institute and its staff of workers for aid and 
asked Miss Sollman of our Family to become the super- 
intendent of the orphanage. 




A member of our Family, in visiting Japan, should 
surely have on his or her itinerary three important 
items the like of which are to be found in the work of 
no other Family and which are rightly called " out- 
standing contributions to the advance of Christianity 
in Japan." I am referring to the Fulmin Mam, or the 
Gospel Ship of the Inland Sea, the Christian Center 
connected with the Waseda University, and the Misaki 
Tabernacle, both in Tokyo. 

Fukuin Maru of the Inland Sea. In some of my 
earliest letters home, I mentioned the Fukuin Maru, 
forever connected with the life and sacrifice of Captain 
Bickel. I hope that some time it will be your good 
fortune to spend a week-end on the ship, sleep in one of 
the tiny bunks, eat breakfast in the light of a glorious 
sunrise from behind one of the hundreds of green 
islands, sit on deck and watch two boat-loads of chil- 
dren approaching for service on board, go on shore at 
Mitsu-noeho to visit the kindergarten and the charming 
Christian young woman in charge, and end this fairy- 
land day by gliding over the moonlit water to Tashima, 
where a Christian Japanese business man has taken out 
all the sliding partitions in his home to make room for 
the three hundred and fifty men and women who have 
gathered to hear a talk on " Eternal Life " anqj. see 
lantern slides on the life of Jesus Christ. The only 
means by which the thousands of people in these islands 
are hearing anything of Christianity is through the oc- 
casional visits of the Fukuin Maru. Small wonder that 
they watch and pray for its return as they have done 
for these many years ! 



Christian Center at Waseda University. Nearly 
twenty years ago a member of our Family began to 
preach and teach at Waseda University, where ten 
thousand of the youth of Japan are studying. His 
work met with favor on the part of the authorities of 
this non-Christian institution, who recognized the need 
for moral and religious influences upon the students. 
From this early beginning the work has grown so that, 
today, in addition to the actual classroom teaching by 
representatives of our Family, there is the compound 
near the University with three buildings on it: Scott 
Hall for the student activities, Alvah Hovey Memorial 
Dormitory, and the residence for Doctor and Mrs. Ben- 
ninghoif , in charge of the work. What of the results, 
after twenty years? We can mention only a few: 
Mr. Fujii, a graduate of Waseda, after study in America, 
is the pastor of the University Baptist Church ; Mr. 
Mukotani, another graduate, is the secretary in charge 
of the administrative work; five other Baptist leaders, 
one of them the Dean of Mabie Memorial School for 
Boys, have all been brought into Christian service 
through the evangelistic work at Waseda ; on the faculty 
of the University are men who have been in the Baptist 
Dormitory, as three of the professors and the Assistant 
Dean of the Department of Commerce. 

You will need to allow a full half -day to see Waseda 
University and the Christian Center, and if possible 
you should save a Sunday morning for the University 
Baptist Church, where you will meet the students, for 
what I am writing you does not begin to tell you of all 
that goes on here in the way of Bible classes, athletics, 
Sunday schools, social activities, etc. One of our Family 
who has often worked with Doctor Benninghoff, says, 



" The secret of the success of the work lies in the quiet, 
steady, personal evangelism which the missionary trains 
the boys to carry on. " 

Misaki Tabernacle, Tokyo. If you would visit a bee- 
hive in Tokyo and you surely must want to come over 
to the Misaki Tabernacle, another constructive line of 
service that is known all over the Japanese Empire, and 
that has no duplicate. It had an enviable record before 
the earthquake wrecked all but its outside walls, in 
1923, but after that, although sadly crippled, it became 
the center for relief work and received the cordial 
assistance of the Red Cross and the Japanese govern- 
ment. "With a soup-kitchen on the ground floor, fifty 
families of refugees living in tiny rooms made by divid- 
ing the wall-less interior of the building with mat parti- 
tions, an emergency hospital in the old galleries, a kinder- 
garten and a day-school in full swing, the Misaki 
Tabernacle was an angel of mercy to many dazed and 
homeless Japanese. Fifteen hundred people were vac- 
cinated for smallpox, fourteen thousand dollars worth 
of relief supplies were given to needy people, and always 
the major goal of the Tabernacle kept in sight, for thou- 
sands had placed in their hands, with the material help, 
a Scripture portion, a Bible verse, a tract with a Chris- 
tian message of hope and courage. 

Now the Tabernacle is renovated, the regular work of 
kindergarten, day- and night-schools, church, dispensary, 
reading-room, employment agency, etc., are in opera- 
tion. In addition, however, the Tabernacle has as never 
before the cooperation of the people and of the city 
government and leading officials, for in a time of dire 
need it did not fail, but ministered as Jesus, would have 
done, to the sick and the dying, the homeless and the 



hungry, the lost and the mentally distracted and the 
Japanese will never forget these acts of Christian 
courtesy and the lessons of brotherhood and sacrifice 
that were silently taught. 



'Dear World Wide Guild Girls and Royal Ambassadors: 

"We have said good-bye to all our friends in Japan, 
and are just getting up steam for the long journey 
across the Pacific Ocean. As there is not much to see 
on deck, I will write a last postscript to you and have 
it ready to mail when we reach San Francisco. 

Kodaikanal. You would have an awfully good time 
if you could go to school out here in the Orient. I do 
not suppose you have ever really stopped to think much 
about where the girls and boys of our Family go to 
school, whose fathers and mothers are missionaries out 
here. Until a few years ago, they were all obliged to 
come home and be separated for years at a time from 
their parents, until sometimes they felt like strangers. 
Now it is quite different, for it has been found possible 
to start schools out here, in locations where this warm 
climate is not injurious to growing boys and girls. For 
instance, there is one such school in the Palni Hills of 
South India, at Kodaikanal, a lovely place, where there 
are about forty boys and girls of our own Family in 
attendance. Ten other mission families besides our own 
are cooperating to make this school a possibility, and 
have just finished two large new buildings, with an 
electric light plant installed, and are hoping that some- 

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body will give two more. This school has a curriculum 
like ours at home, and twelve teachers. 

Taunggyi. Over in Burma, in the Shan Hills, at 
Taunggyi, there is another school which belongs entirely 
to our own Family. The boys and girls have named it 
the " Skooffomich." Can you translate that ? It has a 
glorious location, wonderful view, and all that, but it 
is weak when it comes to buildings. One house is rented, 
another is a shack with bamboo walls and roof, and a 
third, where some of the boys sleep, is Dr. Ah Pon's 
home. In fact, I do not know what this school would 
do without Dr. Ah Pon and his wife, Daw Mi, for the 
latter plans all of the meals and has the school dining- 
room right in her house. I wish you could see Daw Mi. 
You would love her, just as every one does who knows 
her especially when she wears her dark red longi, or 
skirt, with a border of hand-painted pansies at the bot- 
tom. She is a graduate from our Morton Lane School 
for Girls in Moulmein, and is a great help, in more ways 
than one, to the teachers in the Skooffomich. 

Shanghai. One of the new " sights " to be seen in 
Shanghai, China, is the American School where the boys 
and girls of our Family go until they come back to 
America for college. This school is in what is known 
as the French Quarter of the city, on land recently pur- 
chased and in beautiful new buildings. To see them 
you would feel as though you had suddenly been trans- 
ported to New England, for the main building looks 
like a reproduction of Faneuil Hall, with its white 
columns and its belfry tower. This is one of the largest 
of the American schools in the Orient, because there 
are more families to cooperate and because the American 
population is larger in Shanghai, and there are many 



men connected with important business firms who are 
only too glad to help in maintaining such a good school 
for their children. 

Tokyo. It is quite another story in Japan, where the 
American School went down in the earthquake. Ever 
since, the students have been in rented houses, quite un- 
suited to their work, and have been without proper 
equipment. Their pluck, however, is on a par with that 
of all the other brave folk in Japan, who have gone 
right straight on ever since the disaster. The Tokyo 
school hopes, some day, for new buildings and all the 
laboratories and equipment that preparatory schools at 
home have, and here's hoping that some good fairy 
brings them what they want. Aside from just doing 
that, it is a worth-while piece of work to demonstrate 
in the Orient the character and curriculum and fine 
spirit of comradeship that are such a large part of our 
schools in America. 


Dear Baptist Philanthropists: 

You help so many worthy causes at home, I know you 
will be interested in what some other members of our 
Family are doing to help others. When we arrived 
here yesterday, in a small steamer from Swatow, among 
those at the landing to greet us was a group of old people 
who smiled and bowed and stuck to us like burrs, 
wherever we went. Upon inquiry we found that they 
belonged to the Old Folks' Home not far from our own 
compound. After we had looked about a bit, we walked 
over to the Home, a low, whitewashed house with out- 

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buildings and on the veranda were a number of old men 
sunning themselves. Each member of the Home has a 
bit of a garden, so that there are plenty of green things 
growing in the front yard, in nice, orderly rows. You 
would fall in love with Mrs. Huang, who has one of the 
sweetest faces I ever saw. I did not need to be told 
that she is a Christian, and I was not much surprised 
when I was told that she has a fine Christian son who 


has received some of his training for the ministry in 
America. Then there was Mrs. Thai, who is blind, but 
so happy, and a little old lady who is deaf, but who 
walked everywhere with us and kept patting our hands 
and bowing and smiling. This Home is managed by the 
Chinese Christians, and almost entirely supported by 
them, too, only our missionary Family helps them with 
an occasional gift. 

All-Burma Baptist Orphanage. While we were in 
Burma, we saw another successful undertaking of this 
character which is being carried on by the Christians 
of that land without much help, aside from advice, from 
the members of the American branch of the Family. It 
was the All-Burma Baptist Orphanage in Moulmein, 
where the Baptists of all races in the country are trying 
to feed, clothe, and educate one hundred orphans. Some 
of these children are in our various mission schools, the 
older ones in some training-school, and the little ones, 
about fifty of them, in the Home in Moulmein under the 
motherly care of Ma Thein Mya, who is a fine Christian 
woman and was for twenty-five years a teacher in Morton 
Lane School. This Orphanage is a good example of the 
supervision and support that the Oriental members of 
our Family are learning to give to worthy work of this 





Dear Denomination: 

Tomorrow we shall pass through the Golden Gate and 
step once more on American soil. As I start to write 
this last postscript, I am rather appalled by what I have 
not had time to tell you. One by one I recall some 
attractive, successful piece of work, some school with 
the classrooms full of bright faces, loyal missionary 
members of our Family, all of whom I would gladly 
mention by name to you omitted, not because I would 
not write about them if there were time, but because 
of the end I have kept constantly before me of trying 
to help the Family at home to focus on the type of work 
which we are trying to do its constructive character, 
its value when the larger issues of the world needs are 
considered. We are making a contribution which is 
helping to turn the affairs of the world toward peace 
and the abolition of race prejudice, and we should realize 
how our share, well done, adds to the mosaic which all 
the Christian Families are making together in the name 
of Jesus Christ. 

There yet remain several phases of this subject which 
I wish to mention before I finally, and " for keeps," 
end this postscript. Ever since we can remember, we 
have heard about the work of the American Baptist 
Foreign Mission Society and the Woman's American 
Baptist Foreign Mission Society, and we have rejoiced 
in all that the years have accomplished. Our money 
has rightly gone through these two channels and should 



continue to do so now, perhaps, more than ever. There 
is, however, in the minds of many of our Family, the 
idea that here at home we can dictate and direct and 
guide just as was possible in the early days when our 
foreign mission work was in its beginnings. In this 
connection I would call your attention to a few facts 
that are plainly evident to a traveler among the mis- 
sions abroad, or to a careful reader who remains at 


Of Concern to Our Own Family. In an earlier letter 
I described the Association meeting at Bibejai, Assam 
several hundreds of Assamese Christians gathered to 
consider the evangelization of their own country and 
people. This is typical. The Christians of Bengal- 
Orissa have their own Baptist Convention and to the 
evangelistic board of this body has been transferred the 
conduct of the evangelistic work and the engaging and 
paying of the pastors and evangelists. 

The Telugu Baptist Convention of South India has 
full charge of the Kandukur field and is carrying on the 
work there in a commendable way. New societies are 
constantly being organized The.Allur Eural Christian 
Educational Society and the Kanigiri Telugu Christian 
Education Society, for instance to augment and supple- 
ment the plans of the Convention. 

The annual meeting of the Burma Baptist Convention 
is an event that one might well travel half around the 
globe to attend. Two to three thousand delegates are 
registered; such men as Saya Ah Syoo, pastor of the 
Moulmein Baptist Church, Saya Bate, an outstanding 
Christian leader of Burma, Saya Toe Khut, the head 

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master of the Maubin Pwo Karen School with an enrol- 
ment of four hundred and fifty students, are three of the 
men who have served as presidents. The Convention is 
entirely independent and self-supporting. It maintains 
evangelists in fifteen centers in Burma and supports 
the All-Burma Baptist Orphanage at Moulmein. 

You probably all know what took place in South 
China when the Chinese Baptist Convention met in 
1925 and, acting for the five thousand baptized Chris- 
tians of the churches, voted that hereafter they would 
assume the responsibility and. control of their own 
church work. Not only in the South, but in the East 
and West China missions as well, there are Conventions 
of Chinese Baptist Christians who are assuming more 
and more responsibility for their own church work, fac- 
ing problems through their Home Mission Societies, 
Evangelistic Committees, and other local organizations. 

In Japan, all matters of general administration relat- 
ing to the progress of the work of the American Baptist 
Foreign Mission Society are considered by the Japan 
Joint Committee, which is composed of twelve members 
six missionaries and six Japanese of our Family. All 
financial questions are referred to this Joint Committee, 
such as the amount of money to be asked from the 
American and the Japanese churches; the salaries of 
Japanese workers and the division of the funds among 
the schools and churches. The Committee also passes 
on the opening and closing of work, the designation of 
the missionaries, and many other items. 

In Cooperation with Our Neighbors. Does this weary 
you ? Please do not permit it to, for I have not finished. 
All of these groups to which I have referred have been 
entirely within our own Baptist Family. The story, 

[ 204 ] . 


however, does not end here, for there are relationships 
with many cooperative societies which can not be ig- 
nored if we would keep abreast of the progress that our 
Family is making in proclaiming Jesus Christ. There is 
the National India Council which is promoting the In- 
dian Christian Church; the National Christian Council 
of China, the Executive Committee of which has twenty- 
one members, eleven of whom are prominent Chinese 
Christian leaders a Council which .is actively at work 
to develop strong Christian churches in China, to pro- 
mote religious education, to introduce Christian stand- 
ards into China's industrial and commercial life, to 
fight against opium and narcotic drugs, etc. There is, 
in China, a Christian Educational Association, a Medical 
Association, a Council on Health Education, a Daily 
Vacation Bible School Movement, and many others. 
These organizations reach out into all parts of the coun- 
try and it is a matter of satisfaction that members of 
our Family are occupying positions of trust on com- 
mittees and boards. 

A Critical Period. I am trying to make it clear to 
you that in these present days the branches of our Family 
are working more and more together, and that this 
cooperation is likely to increase as the years go on and 
as some members of our Family grow stronger in their 
Christian faith and in their understanding of their own 
responsibility. It is a critical period in the life of our 
missions and of the Christian members of our Family 
in the Orient a time when the stronger American 
branch should stand by, with every -indication of its 
confidence and its financial, moral, and spiritual support. 
Our missionary representatives should feel that they are 
free to seize the strategic opportunities that are arising 

[ 205 ] ' 


at such unexpected moments and through such unpre- 
meditated channels, and make use of them to strengthen 
the cause of Jesus Christ, in which the Family so firmly 
believes, as the solution of the sin and the woes of the 

The Cost. What price do we pay? First, some of 
our money regularly and consistently until air we have 
undertaken is finished and there is nothing more for us 
to do, financially, in carrying out the last command of 
Jesus Christ ; until we have helped the weaker members 
of our Family until they are able to stand alone ; until 
our strength, joined with that of other Christian bodies, 
has presented the last necessary, united effort for a 
Christian world. Second, the full weight of our exam- 
ple and influence as one of the largest of the Protestant, 
Christian Families on the side of right living in Amer- 
ica and abroad that, in recreation and in society, in 
business and in politics, in all the relations that ema- 
nate from this Christian country to the lands that are 
classed as non-Christian, the ideals and principles of 
Jesus may prevail. Any thoughtful person who travels 
on ships and on trains in other lands, tarries in the 
large cities of the world, meets other men and women 
who are also on the move, has it brought home with 
almost staggering force that, if the Church of Christ 
is to win over all the evil that exists, the members of 
that Church must live the life, in very trutli, of which 
Jesus Christ is the example. What we do in America is 
heralded around the globe. Our Family has the oppor- 
tunity to take a stand in a wonderful, united effort for 
the promotion of peace and good-will, righteousness and 
Christian brotherhood among the nations. May we do 
it in all the strength of our manhood and womanhood, 

f 206 1 


of our student body, our boys and girls and little chil- 
dren in the full knowledge that what we do as a Family 
contributes to the only really worth-while accomplish- 
ment of a follower of Jesus Christ to bring the world 
to Him. 








Ward Memorial Church, Gauhati. 
Shirk Memorial Church, Gologhat. 


Ward Memorial Church, Khargpur. 
The Church of Christ, Jamshedpur. 


Coles Centennial Memorial Church, Kurnool. 
Day Memorial Church, Madras. 
Kurtz Memorial Church, Narsaravupet. 
Chambers Memorial Hall, Nellore. 
Jewett Memorial Church, Ongole. 


Immanuel Baptist Church, Rangoon. 
Vinton Memorial Karen Church, Rangoon. 
Lammadaw Church, Rangoon. 
Judson Memorial Church, Mandalay. 
English Baptist Church, Moulmein. 


Kakchieh Baptist Church, Swatow. 
Swatow Christian Institute, Swatow. 
Tai Bing Fong Church, Hangchow. 
"West Gate Baptist Church, Ningpo. . 
North Shanghai Baptist Church, Shanghai. 




Misaki Baptist Tabernacle, Tokyo. 
University Baptist Church, Tokyo. 
First Baptist Church, Sendai. 

Bentley Memorial Church, Kim'pese. 




Haka Emily Tyzzer Memorial Hospital. 
Kengtung Louise Hastings Memorial Hospital. 
Mongnai Mission Hospital. 

Moulmein Ellen Mitchell Memorial Maternity Hos- 
Namkham Mission Hospital. 


Grauhati Woman's Hospital. 
Impur Dispensary. 
Jorhat New hospital to be built. 
Kangpokpi Dispensary. 
Tura Mission Hospital. 


Hanumakonda Victoria Memorial Hospital. 

Mahbubnagar Dispensary. 

Nalgonda Woman's Hospital. 

Nellore Hospital for Women and Children. 



Ongole Clough Memorial Hospital. 

Sooriapett Mission Hospital. 

Udayagiri Etta Waterbury Memorial Hospital. 

Bhimpore Sterling Memorial Hospital. 


Hopo Chinese Christian Hospital. 
Kityang Josephine Bixby Hospital for Women, and 

Hospital for Men. 
Sunwuhsien Hospital. 
Swatow Edward Payson Scott and Martha Thresher 

Memorial Hospital. 
Unglmng True Word Hospital. 


Huchow Union Hospital. 
Kinhwa Pickford Memorial Hospital. 
Nanking University of Nanking, Medical Depart- 

Ningpo Chinese- American Hospital. 
Shaohsing The Christian Hospital. 


Chengtu Union Medical School. 

Suifu Hospital for Men; William Howard Doane 

Memorial Hospital for Women. 
Yachowfu Britton Corliess Hospital. 


, T , , T , , Hospital and Dispensary work. 

Ntondo-Ikoko r J 




Capiz Emanuel Hospital. 
Iloilo Baptist Hospital. 




Judson College, Rangoon. 
Burman Girls' High School, Mandalay. 
Gushing High School for Boys, Rangoon. 
English Baptist High School, Rangoon. 
English Girls' High School, Moulmein. 
Judson High School for Boys, Moulmein. 
Kemendine Girls' High School, Rangoon. 
Kelly High School for Boys, Mandalay. 
Morton Lane Girls' School, Moulmein. 
Pegu Sgaw Karen High School, Rangoon. 
Sgaw Karen High School, Bassein. 
Tharrawaddy High School, Tharrawaddy. 


Jorhat Christian Schools, Jorhat. 
Satri Bari Girls' School, Gauhati. 


High School for Girls, Midnapore. 
Boys' High School, Balasore. 
Girls' Middle English School, Balasore. 


American Baptist Mission High School for Boys, On- 



Coles-Ackerman Memorial High School for Boys, 


Coles Memorial High School for Boys, Kurnool. 
Nellore Girls' High School, Nellore. 
Elementary and Normal School for Girls, Nellore. 


Girls' High School, Swatow. 

Kaying Academy, Kaying. 

Rhoda Roblee Barker Memorial High School for Boys, 

Swatow Academy, Swatow. 


Sarah Batchelor Memorial School for Girls, Ningpo. 
Ningpo Academy for Boys, Ningpo. 
Shaohsing High School, Shaohsing. 
Tinghae Boys' School, Tinghae. 
Wayland Academy, Hangehow. 


Girls' School, Suifu. 

Munroe Academy for Boys, Suifu. 


Ella 0. Patrick Home School, Sendai. 
Hinomoto Girls' School, Himeji. 
Mary L. Colby School, Kanagawa. 
Mabie Memorial Boys' School, Yokohama. 


Central Philippine College, Iloilo. 
Home School, Capiz. 






Burman Theological Seminary, Insein. 
Karen Theological Seminary, Insein. 
Pyinmana Agricultural School, Pyinmana. 
Burmese Woman's Bible School, Insein. 
Karen Woman's Bible School, Rangoon. 
Baptist Normal School, Rangoon. 


Normal Training School for Girls, Nowgong. 
Gale Memorial Bible School for Women, Jorhat. 

Balasore Industrial School, Balasore. 


Union Baptist Theological Seminary, Ramapatnam. 
Gurley Memorial Woman's Bible School, Nellore. 
Bapatla Normal Training School, Bapatla. 
Normal Training School for Girls, Ongole. 


Ashmore Theological Seminary, Swatow. 
Woman's Bible Training School, Swatow. 


Brooke Fleet Pyle Bible School, Shaohsing. 
School for Christian Homemakers, Ningpo. 
School of Mothercraft, Huchow. 

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Japan Baptist Theological Seminary, Tokyo. 
Woman's Bible School, Osaka. 


Bible and Kindergarten Training School, Iloilo. 
Doane Evangelistic Institute, Iloilo. 




Madras Christian College, Madras. 
Woman's Christian Medical College, Vellore. 
Woman's Union Christian College, Madras. 


Shanghai Baptist Theological Seminary, Shanghai. 
Shanghai Baptist College, Shanghai. 
Nanking University, Nanking. 
Ginling College for Women, Nanking. 
Hangchow Union Girls' School, Hangchow. 
Riverside Academy, Ningpo. 


West China Union University, Chengtu. 
Union Normal School for Girls, Chengtu. 

Woman's Christian College of Japan, Tokyo. 

Evangelical Training Institution, Kimpese. 

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For All the Folks: 

1. Bead all the letters, whether the superscription 
seems to apply to you or not. You will find that there 
is a continuity and connection which you will miss if 
you skip about. 

2. The suggestions which follow are adaptable to older 
and younger ages. Read them and you will see. 


1. Make the AIM of each epistle clear. 

2. Carrying out the family idea through the study of 
the book, notice : 

(1) The Family Inheritance: The Bible. Show how 
as Baptists our faith and practise are founded on the 
New Testament. Judson and Eice became Baptists 
from reading the New Testament, and parted from the 
body which had appointed them. John 3 : 16; John 
20 -.31; Matthew 28 : 19, 20; John 15 : 1, 2, etc, are 
' ' our charter of salvation. ' ' Such passages may be used 
in devotional services throughout the study. This part 
of each program may represent the Family Altar. 

(2) The Family Head: Jesus Christ. " Of whom the 
whole family in heaven and earth is named." " Heirs 
of God, joint heirs with Jesus Christ." Show that the 
gospel of Jesus Christ is the heart of the missionary 
message, by whatever means it may be carried. 

(3) The Family Circle. This includes the local 
churches and organizations, as Sunday schools, Young 



People's Societies, World Wide Guilds, Woman's So- 
cieties, as suggested by tlie letters of Epistle I. Find as 
many different members of the circle as you can. Are 
all of these represented in your church? Are they all 
interested in our whole Baptist Family ? 

(4) The Family Interests. Here would be found the 
countries of the Orient in which our Baptist Family is 
at work. Become familiar with all our mission fields, 
where they are, how to reach them, climate, government, 

(5) The Family Projects. These would be the hos- 
pitals, schools, colleges, etc., belonging to the Family or 
carried on in union with others. You will become ac- 
quainted with these in Epistles II- VI. (See list at the 
end of the book.) The Family Projects are financed by 
the Family Purse. 

3. Family Visits. 

Make itineraries for a trip around the world, visiting 
as many of the members of the Family as possible. Give 
routes, steamship lines, time, means of transportation, 
etc. Include places where the Family may be found 
other than those mentioned in these Epistles. Illustrate 
these itineraries with pictures cut from magazines, cir- 
culars, etc. Have the class sign up for most interesting 
itinerary and base programs on various stops to be made 
en route. Each member of the class might plan an 
itinerary. There is no better way by which to make the 
world a reality to young or older people than by a 
study of routes, port cities, methods of travel, etc. 

4. Family Trails: Maps. 

(1) Use these in connection with the itineraries and 
show with colored tape or pencil the routes to be fol- 



lowed, the cities and towns to be visited to find members 
of the Family. 

(2) On an outline map, mark with a capital E (for 
Evangelism) places where churches, Sunday schools, 
young people's societies, are to be found following 
Epistle I. Connect these with a dotted colored line. 

(3) In the same way, for Epistle II, mark map with 
capital H for hospitals ; for Epistle III, with capital S 
for schools; Epistle IV, with capital T for training- 
schools; Epistle V, with capital U for union work; 
Epistle VI, with capital B, for by-products. The same 
map, if large enough, might be used throughout or a 
series of six smaller ones for individual note-books. 
These maps might be made by members of the class and 
special commendation given for the largest number of 
letters appearing on the map, in the correct position. 

5. The Family Album and Heirlooms: Collections. 

There is a great field here for interesting all sorts of 
groups and making different aspects of our Family life 
more familiar to them. 

(1) Pictures of all the different races and tribes 
represented in our Family in the Orient. Mount these 
on cardboard or arrange them in book form. 

(2) Samples of the languages spoken by the different 
members of the Family. 

(3) Costumes and clothes considered " good style " 
by our Family. Dress small dolls or collect pictures or 
begin a costume wardrobe for use in the Guild or Order 
or class. 

(4) Stamps used by the Family in its correspondence. 

(5) Kinds of money used and as many illustrations 
of them as possible. 



(6) With all of these collections many interesting 
methods may be followed, such as one collection to 
which every one adds ; individual collections for which 
an honor roll is started; the class divided into groups, 
each one of which makes a different collection, which are 
all brought together on a given date for an exhibition. 
This might be quite a feature of the year's work. 

6. Our Family as Property Owners. 

(1) Make a study of styles of architecture, materials 
used, cost of building, causes for frequent need of re- 
pair, etc. 

(2) Gather illustrations of church and school build- 


ings, hospitals, residences, etc. 

(3) Institute a property match, choose sides, and 
" spell down " by identification of unlabeled pictures. 
Missions and other literature of the Family abound in 
these illustrations. 

7. Family Lineage. 

Have an Ancestor Party at which our ancestors are 
impersonated and their life-stories told in the first per- 
son. For instance : Judson, Brown, Day, Clough, Jewett, 
Phillips, Ashmore, Goddard, Kelly, Vinton, Susan Has- 
well, Maria Ingalls, etc. There is a long and note- 
worthy list. 

8. The Family Environment. 

Make each station visited live in the minds of the 

(1) Describe the arrival the route, the hour, etc. 

(2) What missionaries are there to welcome the 
guests ? Impersonate them and know their names. 

(3) Make a tour of the schools, church, hospital, etc. 



(4) School children in costume sing a song of wel- 

(5) Visit the town. Describe the principal sights. 

(6) Make a model of the compound buildings, etc., 
based on pictures to be found, on information of mis- 
sionary at home on furlough, etc. Even though buildings 
are not accurately placed or exact reproductions, such 
information will be gained and many impressions given 
which will help to make more real the life and work of 
our Family. This study of one or more stations would 
make an excellent program for a prayer^meeting or 
Woman's Society. 

9. Post-office Program. 

(1) Postmaster with a bag of Oriental mail. 

(2) Letters claimed by proper persons and then read. 
For instance, a gray-haired person represents the de- 
nomination; a boy, a Royal Ambassador; a young man 
or woman in cap and gown, the college student, etc., 
depending upon which Epistle the program is based. 

10. Impersonation Party or Program. 

Select Oriental members of the Family, who are men- 
tioned by name in' the Epistles, and impersonate them, 
representing them in the costume of their own race and 
telling their story in the first person. This list from the 
Epistles may easily be increased by reference to any of 
the current annual reports of the two Foreign Mission 
Societies, Missions, and recent leaflets and books on 

11. Family Portrait. 

Stereopticon slides can be used to excellent advantage 
to illustrate any or all of the Epistles. Take the topic 

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of Family Property in the Orient, a most valuable pro- 
gram and study could be arranged through slides of 
types of buildings, cost, materials, location, etc. As a 
Family, we need to be more intelligent on such subjects 
and the knowledge would surely deepen our interest. 

12. A Puzzle 'Program. 

Fits to every church, hospital, school, and college men- 
tioned in the Epistles, the missionary members of our 
Family who belong there. 

NOTE: Do not be satisfied with only the illustrations 
cited in these Epistles. Remember that the book is 
limited in its page space and that there are many fine 
illustrations of our work which may be used to supple- 
ment those of the Epistles. Institute a search among 
the class for such material in Missions and elsewhere. 




' ' Following the Sunrise, ' ' Mrs. W. A. Montgomery. The Amer- 
ican Baptist Publication Society. 

' ' Following the Pioneers, ' ' Joseph C. Bobbins. The Judson Press. 

' ' Early Baptist Missionaries and Pioneers, ' ' Volume No. 1, W. S. 

Stewart. The Judson Press. 
' ' Early Baptist Missionaries and Pioneers, ' ' Volume No. 2, W. S. 

Stewart. The Judson Press. 

" The Second Century of Baptist Foreign Missions," William B. 
Lipphard. The Judson Press. 

" A Tour of the Missions," Augustus H. Strong. The Judson 

" Whither Bound in Missions," D. J. Fleming. The Association 


" The Unfinished Task of Foreign Missions," Eobert E. Speer. 
Fleming H. Eevell Company. 

" God's Dynamite," P. H. J. Lerrigo. The Judson Press. 
" Through Judy's Eyes," E. Elizabeth Vickland. The Judson 

" With Christ in Assam," E. Elizabeth Vickland. The Judson 

" Eock-Breakers, " P. H. J. Lerrigo. The Judson Press. 

" The Laughing Buddha," J. L. Stewart. Fleming H. Eevell 

' { The Christ of the Indian Eoad, ' ' E. Stanley Jones. The Abing- 
don Press. 

The Guide Book of the American Baptist Foreign Mission Society. 
Annual Eeport of the American Baptist Foreign Mission Society, 

Our Work in the Orient, Woman 's American Baptist Foreign Mis- 
sion Society. 
The Foreign Missions Convention at Washington, February, 1925. 




Abigail Hart Scott School for Girls. 


Agricultural School, Pyinmana, 118. 
Ah Pon, Dr. and Mrs., 9, 48, 199. 
All-Burma Baptist Orphanage, 201, 

Allur Eural Christian Educational 

Society, 202. 
American Baptist Foreign Mission 

Society, 45, 182, 202, 204. 
American School, Shanghai. 
Assam, 4f., 14. 
Atlantis Hall, 82. 

Baby Party, 29. 

Bacolod, 33, 106. 

Balasore, 6, 90, 113. 

Baker, Rev. and Mrs., 35, 95.- 

Banza Manteke, 183. 

Bapatla, 129, 130. 

Bassein, 19, 102, 104. 

Bawden, Rev. and Mrs., 12, 40. 

Bay of Bengal, 48, 60, 89, 119, 


Begen Williams, 36. 
Bengal-Orissa Baptist Convention, 


Benjamin, Dr. Lena, 57. 
Bennett, Rev. Cephas, 182. 
Benninghoff, Dr. and Mrs., 196. 
Benton Memorial Hostel, 105. 
Bibejai, 203. 
Bible Training Schools, 118, 121, 

124, 126. 
Bitragunta, 7. 

Bjornstadt, Miss Heleue, 54, 55. 
Boy Scouts, 95. 
Brahmaputra River, 14. 
British Code of Education, 75. 
Britton Corliess Hospital, 56, 69. 
Brooks Fleet Pyle Woman's School, 


Brown, Rev. and Mrs. Zoe, 191. 
Burma Baptist Convention, 202. 

Burma n Woman's Bible School, 124. 
Burmese Woman's Missionary So- 
ciety, 19. 

Calcutta, 123, 188. 

Case, Rev. Brayton, 119. , 

Cecelia Kindergarten, 135. 

Central Philippine College, 80. 

Chang, Mr., 43. 

Chaochowfu, 93, 95. '.. 

Ohen, Dr. and Mrs., i48. 

Chen, Miss, 83. 

Chengtu, 27, 151, 153, 171. 

Chiba, Dr., 117. 

Children's Orphanage, Swatow, 194. 

Chinese Baptist Convention, 204. 

Chow, Miss Anna, 193. 

Chow, Pastor, 24. 

Christian Center, 196. 

Christian Homemakers' School, 113. 

Christian Literature Society of 
China, 184. 

Clark, Dr. Joseph, 183. 

Clough Memorial Hospital, 66, 67. 

Colby, Mary L., School, 13, 100. 

Coles-Ackerman Memorial School, 
113, 120. 

Coles Memorial Buildings, 113. 

Committee on Christian Literature, 

Congo, 77, 151, 154. 

Congo Evangelical Training Institu- 
tion, 151, 155. 

Cottage System, 97. 

Cotton College, 105. 

Craft, Miss Julia, 187. 

Crooks, Dr., 56. 

Gushing High School for Boys, 85, 
86, 131, 192. 

Outtack, 6. 

Daw Bwint, 20. 
Daw Kyaw, 20. 
Daw Mya, 19. 



Daw Po U, 20. 
Deccan,.7, 53, 112, 129. 
Denomination, 3. 
Dentistry, 152. 

Doane Memorial Hospital, 56, 69. 
Doane Rest House, 187. 
Dormitories, 105-107, 125, 196. 
Dzin, Pastor and Mrs., 27, 30. 

Edward Payson Scott Memorial, 68. 
Ellen Mitchell Memorial Hospital, 

60, 64, 67. 

Emily S. Coles Memorial, 91, 131. 
Erukalas, 17. 

Etta Waterbury Hospital, 40, 66. 
Evangelism, 2ff., 115. 
Evans Missionary Home. 
Ewing, Mrs. A. H., 183. 

Pay, Rev. Donald, 27. 

Federation of Women's Foreign 

Boards, 184. 

Foreign Missions Council, 183. 
Fukuin Maru, 10, 11, 195. 

Gale Memorial Bible School, 122. 

Garos, 5, 128. 

Gauhati, 4, 64, 89, 90, 97, 105, 


Geis, Miss, 63. 

Ginling College, 83, 151, 163, 165. 
Girl Guides, 96. 
Gologhat, 36, 89, 97, 131. 
Grace Mary of Nowgong, 64. 
Grant, Dr., 43. 
Gulban, 159, 
Gurley Memorial Woman's Bible 

School, 123, 130. 

Hangchow, 24, 83, 169, 193. 

Hanson, Dr., 43, 183. 

Happy Childhood, 185. 

Harding, Mrs. F. W., 183. . 

Harris, Rev. E. N., 183. 

Haskell Gymnasium, 147. 

Himeji, 84, 100. 

Hinomoto Girls' School, 84, 100. 

Hongkong, 46, 50, 86, 127, 194. 

Hospitals, 39ff., 45, 137, 150, 172. 

Hostels in the Philippines, 106. 

Hough, Rev. G. H., 181. 
Htm Si, Prof., 9. 
Hubert, . Mrs., 54. 
Huehow, 83, 114. 
Hyderabad, 7, 53. 

Iloilo, 51, 63, 65, 100, 106, 125, 

133, 139. 
India, 133. 

Industrial Schools, 81, 112, 140. 
Inland Sea, 10, 195. 
Insein, 115, 124. 
Irrawaddy, 75. 
Ishihara San, 134. 

Jamshedpur, 25, 188, 192. 
Jangaon, 129. 

Japan Joint Committee, 204. 
Jarenelli, Miss, 64. 
Jorhat, 122. 

Josephine M. Bixby Memorial 69. 
Judson, Adoniram, 8. 
Judson College, 9, 78ff., 85, 102. 

Kachin, 61. 

Kakchieh, 10, 29, 68, 122. 
Kanagawa, 13. 
Kandukuru, 17, 203. 
Kanigiri Telugu Christian Educa- 
tion Society, 202. 
Kanthama, Dr., 58. 
Karen Woman's Bible School, 124. 
Karens, 8, 19, 103, 115, 124. 
Kari, 14-16. 
Kavali, 12, 17, 40. 
Raying, 93, 94, 114. 
Kemendine, 92, 101, 132, 192. 
Khanto Bela Rai, 18. 
Khargpur, 188. 
Kimpese, 151, 154, 155. 
Kindergartens, 31, 133, 150. 
King Hostel, 105. 
Kinhwa, 24, 50, 69, 193. 
Kityang, 200. 
Kobe, 10,. 136. 
Kodaikanal, 198. 
Kohima, 5. 
Kothuru, 59. 
Kurnool, 112. 

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Lai, Dr. David, 50. 

Leci of Gauhati, 64. 

Leper Home, Swatow, 194. 

Leslie, Dr. W. H., 183. 

Lewis Memorial Hostel, 105. 

Liang,. Dr., 51. 

Liu, Dr. Herman, 30. 

Liu, Mrs., 30. 

Louise Hastings Memorial, 67. 

Ludhiana Medical School, 58. 

Mabie, Dr. Catherine, 155. 

Mabie Memorial School for Boys, 

88, 100. 
Madras, 92, 115, 181, 138, 150, 

58, 192. 

Mahbubnagar, 7. 
Ma H'Lain, 64. 
Ma Hmi, 82. 
Maity, A. L., 25, 191. 
Ma Mi Lone, 19.: 
Mandalay, 75, 82, 96, 118. 
Manila, 51, 106, 125, 139. 
Ma Nyein May, 20. 
Margaret Williamson Hospital, 150, 

172, 175. 

Mary L. Colby School, 13, 100. 
'Ma Saw Sa, Dr., 19, 20, 49. 
Mason, Dr. M. C., 182. 
Ma Thin Lone, 20. 
Matadi, 154. 
Maubin, 192, 203. 
Maymyo, 186, 187, 192. 
Midnapore, 18. 
Mission Press, 179. 
Misaki Tabernacle, 197. 
Mohapatra, Rev. K. C.,'189. 
Morioka, 31. 
Morton Lane Girls' School, 64, 132, 

199, 201. 
Moulmein, 7, 8, 9, 19, 48, 60, 61, 

63, 67, 68, 113, 138, 192. 
Murphy, Dr., 35. 
Myitkyina, 61. 

s, 5, 14, 16, 128. 
Nakaji, Chika, 84. 
Nalgonda, 54. 
Nandama, Dr. Y., 47, 58. 

Nanking, 83, 150, 163. 

Narsaravupet, 91. 

National Christian Council of China, 


National India Council, 204. 
Nellore, 48, 57, 59, 64, 92, 120, 

123, 130, 133, 138. 
Nicolet, Rose, 63, 65, 139. 
' Ningpo, 10, 33, 42-44, 113, 114, 

164, 169, 193. 

Normal Training Schools,. 36, 127ff. 
Northern Baptist Convention, 15, 


Nowgong, 36, 68, 127, 129, 133. 
Nurses' Training Schools, 64, 65. 
Nyack, Mr., 6. 
Nyi, Miss, 83. 

Old Polks 1 Home, 200. 
Ongole, 35, 67, 97, 131. 
Orissa, 6. 
Orphanage, 194. 
Osaka, 84, 126. 

Pastors, 22, 23, 24, 25ff., 194, 202. 

Pettigrew, Rev. Wm., 183. 

Pegu Hostel, 105. 

Pegu Sgaw Karen High School, 93. 

Penang, 9. 

Phinney, P. D., 182. 

Pickford Memorial, 69. 

Popular Education Movement, 171. 

Porras, Dr., 52. 

Projects of the Family, 211. 

Pyinmana, 118. 

Rachel Pillebrown Hostel, 160. 

Ramapatman, 63, 115. 

Rangoon, 7, 8, 19, 23, 26, 49, 67, 

78ff., 85, 92, 93, 100, 103, 115, 

131, 179, 192. 

Riverside Academy, 151, 170. 
Royal Ambassadors, 89. 
Ryder, Gertrude, 96, 107. 

Sagaing, 61. 

Santalia, 34. 

Sarah Batchelor Memorial, 170. 

Satri Bari, 90. 

Saya Ah Syoo, 8, 9, 19, 202. 



Saya Bate, 25, 202. 
Schools, 73ff., 198. 
Schools for Missionaries' Children, 


Schools of Mothercraft, 114. 156. 
Scudder, Dr. Ida, 160, 161. 
Secunderabad, 53. 
Selander, Eev. John, 182. 
Seminaries, 115. 
Sendai, 99. 
Setoda, 11. 
Shan, 9. 
Shanghai City, 24, 27, 51, 55, 62, 

83, 87, 145, 148, 150, 164, 173. 
Shanghai College, 10, 83, 146, 150. 
Shaohsing, 10, 27, 30, 45, 114, 140, 


Shen, Dr., 50. 
Shi, Mr., 83. 

Shirk Memorial Building, 114, 186. 
Shirk Memorial Best House, 187. 
Singapore, 9. 
Snyder, J. L., 179, 181. 
Sollman, Miss Melvina, 194. 
Sona Bata, 11. 
Sooriapett, 53. 
Stait, Dr., 41. 
Student Dispensary, 65. 
Students' Hostels, 105. 
Suifu, 30, 56, 69, 135. 
Sunday Schools, 12, 13, 14, 23, 

100, 103, 168. 
Swatow Academy, 86. 
Swatow City, 10, 12, 93, 95, 121, 

133, 138, 141, 194, 200. 
Swatow Woman's Bible School. 
Szechuan Province, 69. 

Talains, 8. 

Tamil, 8, 105. 

Tanquist, Eev. J. E., 182. 

Tata, Mr. J., 190. 

Taunggyi, 9, 25, 48, 192, 199. 

Telugu Baptist Convention. 

Telugus, 7, 8, 105, 129, 159. 

Thara U. San Baw, 26. 

Tharrawaddy, 26, 102, 103. 

Theological Seminaries, 115. 

Thomas, Dr., 52, 53, 65. 

Tinghae, Chusan Islands, 193. 
Tokyo, 28, 31, 99, 117, 133, 151, 

195, 197, 199. 
Tong, Rev. T. E., 193. 
Toungoo, 22, 23. 
Training Schools, lllff. 
Treasure Ohest of India, 185. 
Tuberculosis Home, Taunggyi, 192. 
Tura, 5. 

Udayagiri, 39-42, 66. 

Union Girls' School, Hangchow, 83, 

151, 169, 172. 
Union Girls' Normal School, Cheng- 

tu, 151, 170. 

Union Literature Committee, 183. 
Union Work, 145ff. 
University Baptist Church, Tokyo, 


Vellore, 150, 160. 

Wagner, Lillian, 63. 

Ward Memorial Church, 4, 189. 

Waseda University, 106, 196. 

Watanabe, Rev., 28. 

Wayland Academy, 87. 

West China Union University, 151, 


White, Dr. F.'J., 149. 
Woman's American Baptist Foreign 

Mission Society, 202. 
Woman's Christian College, Madras, 

150, 158. 

Woman's Christian College, Tokyo, 

151, 166. 

Woman's Hospital, 57, 60. 
Woman's Messenger of China, 185. 
World Wide Guild, 33, 62, 89, 93, 

94, 136, 169, 198. 
Wu, T. C., 27. 

Yachow, 56. 

Yangtse Kiang, 25, 55, 151, 171. 

Yasui, Dr., 167. 

Yokohama, 13, 28, 73, 88, 100, 198. 

Yotsuya Baptist Church, 28, 96. 

Young People's Baptist Union, 32. 

Zenrin Kindergarten, 136. 




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