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SEPTEMBER,  1915 

ADDRESS.— MISSIONARY  LINK,  ROOM  67,  BIBLE  HOUSE,  NEW  YORK 


VOL.  46 


THE 


SEP  111915 


No.  9 


Missionary 


TABLE  OF  CONTENTS 


IN  EASTERN  LANDS. 

ArMorning’s  Walk  and  Work. 

Clara  M.  Beach  4 

School  Notes.  Emma  M.  Bertsch  . . 5 

Festival  Days.  Susan  A.  Pratt  . . 6 

The  Women  Students  of  China  in  Our 

Colleges  ......  7 

Personals  ......  7 

HERE  AND  THERE. 

A Message  from  the  Past  ...  8 

Reminiscences.  II.  ....  8 

“ Covet  Earnestly  the  Best  Gifts”  . 9 

A Word  to  Workers — Pray  ...  9 


FOR  MISSION  BANDS. 

Some  Difficulties  at  Fatehpur 

Dr.  Grace  Spencer  10 
The  Balances  of  God  . . . .11 

ITEMS  OF  BUSINESS. 

Treasurer’s  Statement  . . . .12 

Endowed  Beds  in  Lily  Lytle  Broadwell 

Memorial  Hospital  . . .12 

Endowed  Beds  in  Margaret  Williamson 

Hospital  . . . . .13 

Endowed  Beds  Mary  S.  Ackerman-Hoyt 
and  Maria  Ackerman-Hoyt  Me- 
morial Hospitals  . . . .13 


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Address  Missionary  Link,  67  Bible  House,  New  York. 


OFFICERS  OF  THE 


WOMAN’S  UNION  MISSIONARY  SOCIETY  OF  AMERICA 


President 

V ice-Presidents 

Syracuse,  N . Y. 

MRS.  ROBERT  TOWNSEND 

New  Brunswick,  N.  J. 

MRS.  CHARLES  DUNHAM 

Summit,  N.  J . 

MRS.  MINOT  C.  MORGAN 

Morristown,  N.  J. 

MRS.  F G.  BURNHAM 
MISS  E.  M.  GRAVES 
MRS.  R.  R.  PROUDFIT 

Princeton,  N.  J. 

MRS.  ARNOLD  GUYOT 

Boston,  Mass. 

MRS.  H.  T.  TODD 

New  Haven,  Conn. 

MRS.  F.  B.  DEXTER 

Rockford,  III. 

MRS.  RALPH  EMERSON 
Chattanooga,  Tenn. 

MRS.  WILLIS  C.  BRIGHT 


Treas.  John  Mason  ICngx,  Esq.  Asst.  Treas.  j McSrtee 

Auditor — Mr.  Frank  H.  Marston 
General  Corresponding  Secretary — 

Recording  Secretary — Miss  ALICE  H.  BIRDSEYE 
Ltrresponding  Secretary  for  Calcutta — Mrs.  Justin  E.  Abbott 
Corresponding  Secretary  for  Allahabad — MlSS  ELIZABETH  B.  STONE 
Corresponding  Secretary  for  Cawnpore — Miss  E.  W.  Beers 
Corresponding  Secretary  for  Jhansi — Mrs.  Wm.  WALTON  Clark 
Corresponding  Secretary  for  China — Mrs.  S.  T.  Dauchy 
Corresponding  Secretary  for  Japan — Mrs.  Calvin  PATTERSON 
Corresponding  Secretary  for  Fatehpur — Mrs.  H.  S.  FULLERTON. 

Editor  of  the  Missionary  Link — 

Checks  payable  to  Woman’s  Union  Missionary  Society  of  America,  67  Bible  House,  New  York 

“The  Woman’s  Union  Missionary  Society  of  America”  was  organized  in  November.  1860,  and  incorporated  in  Ne« 
York  February  1,  1861. 


MRS.  SAMUEL  J.  BROADWELL 

Vice-Presidents 

New  York 

MISS  E.  S.  COLES 
MRS.  Z.  S.  ELY 
“ I.  E.  JOHNSON 
“ H.L.  PIERSON 
ALBERT  G.  ROPES 
V.  H.  YOUNGMAN 

Brooklyn 

MRS.  FRANK  H.  MARSTON 
“ PETER  McCARTEE 
“ L.  R.  PACKARD 
“ K.  E.  ROBINSON 
MISS  IDA  P.  WHITCOMB 


Philadelphia 

MRS.  WM.  W.  FARR 
“ GEO.  E.  SHOEMAKER 
“ ABEL  STEVENS 
“ WM.  WATERALL 

Albany,  N.  Y. 

MRS.J.TOWNSEND  LANSING 
MRS.  G.  DOUGLAS  MILLER 


Form  of  Bequest. 

I give  and  bequeath  to  the  “ Woman's 
Union  Missionary  Society  of  America," 
Incorporated  in  the  City  of  New  York, 

February  1,  1861,  the  sum  oj 

to  be  applied 

to  the  Missionary  tmrposes  of  said  So- 
ciety. 


Entered  according  to  Act  of  Congress  in  the  year  1878  by  the  “ Woman’s  Union  Missionary  Society  of  Amerca.”  in  the  Office  of 
the  Librarian  of  Congress  at  Washington 


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VOL.  XLVI. 


SEPTEMBER. 


1915 


No.  9 


WOMAN'S  UNION  MISSIONARY  SOCIETY 
OF  AMERICA. 

This  Society  was  organized  in  i860, 
and  is  the  pioneer  of  Woman’s  Foreign 
Missionary  Societies  in  America. 

It  is  undenominational,  and  so  it  pre- 
sents a united  Christian  front  to  the 
heathen  world. 

It  is  carried  on  entirely  by  women,  with 
unsalaried  officers. 

Its  aim  is  the  salvation  and  elevation 
of  heathen  women. 

“ Win  for  Christ,"  its  motto. 


SIR  NARYAN  CHANDAVARKAR  well 
says  : A nation  is  not  made  in  a day,  and 
nationality  is  not  formed  by  mere  contact  be- 
tween races,  languages,  religions  or  the  creeds 
of  churches  and  temples.  It  is  not  even  a 
geographical  expression.  It  is  a spiritual 
cohesion,  a force  dominated  by  oneness  of 
sentiment,  tradition  and  feeling.  Unless  in- 
dividuals are  inspired  by  one  idea  and  have  a 
common  destiny  they  cannot  fulfill  a common 
mission.  Where  they  have  one  aim  and  as- 
piration, one  life,  without  division  of  caste, 
creed  or  color,  there  also  they  represent  a 
moral  fact  and  a spiritual  harmony. 

THE  Indian  Witness  chronicles  another 
amalgamation  of  Christian  institutions 
in  South  India.  The  Madras  Religious  Tract 
and  Book  Society,  after  a long,  useful  and 
honorable  career,  ceases  to  exist,  and  be- 
comes a Committee  of  the  Christian  Literature 
Society.  This  aggressive  Society  now  becomes 
the  sole  literature  organization  for  the  whole 
of  the  Tamil,  Telugu,  Singhalese  and  Bur- 
mese areas,  and  has  ample  scope  for  all  its 
energies.  It  ought  to  be  well  equipped  finan- 
cially for  its  important  work. 

MAN’S  abiding  happiness  is  not  in  get- 
ting anything,  but  in  giving  himself  up 
to  ideas  larger  than  his  individual  self-ideas,  [ 
of  his  country,  humanity  and  God.” 

— Rabindra  Nath  Tagore.  1 


THE  Indian  Messenger  notes  the  election 
of  Mrs.  Sarojini  Naidu  as  a Fellow  of 
the  Royal  Society  of  Literature,  the  first  In- 
dian lady  to  be  so  honored,  and  adds,  “There 
are  only  a few  British  women  who  are  Fel- 
lows, and  these  have  been  thus  honored  on 
account  of  special  literary  work  or  research. 
Mrs.  Naidu  was  received  with  the  old-time 
ceremony,  and  has  already  been  asked  to  con- 
tribute a paper  at  one  of  the  Society’s  meet- 
ings. The  honor  is  the  greater,  as  the  So- 
ciety is  both  learned  and  exclusive,  and  re- 
stricts its  numbers  to  about  two  hundred,  with 
a few  foreign  members.” 

THE  Bishop  of  Madras  writes  that  mis- 
sionary work  is  progressing  in  face 
of  war  troubles ; that  in  the  Singareni  Mis- 
sion, under  native  superintendence,  there  are 
four  hundred  under  instruction  for  baptism, 
with  a like  number  scattered  in  thirteen 
villages  who  have  asked  for  instruction  in  the 
Christian  faith  and  are  waiting  for  teachers. 

IN  the  Bombay  Guardian,  a C.  M.  S.  mis- 
sionary in  the  Punjab  writes  as  follows 
of  the  Narowal  district:  “One  of  the  most 

remarkable  features  of  the  Church  in  this 
district  is  the  progress  that  has  been  made 
towards  self-support.  The  generosity  of  the 
people  is  wonderful.  Most  of  them  earn  on 
an  average  eight  or  nine  rupees  a month,  and 
it  is  no  uncommon  thing  for  them  to  come 
forward  at  the  services  to  offer  a rupee  each 
as  their  thankoffering  to  God. 

A RETIRED  missionary  has  been  con- 
ducting in  the  University  of  Pennsyl- 
vania a Bible  class  composed  of  students  from 
forty-six  different  countries,  including  China, 
Japan,  Korea,  India,  the  Islands  of  the  Seas, 
Central,  North  and  South  America,  Europe 
and  its  colonies,  making  an  unparalleled 
opportunity  to  present  Christ  as  the  Saviour 
of  all  men. 


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THE  MISSIONARY  LINK. 


HILL  WOMEN  OF  INDIA 


IN  EASTERN  LANDS. 


INDilA— CAWNPORE 
a morning’s  walk  and  work 
By  Clara  M.  Beach 

SOME  of  you  at  home  have  been  writing 
that  you  would  like  to  go  about  with  me 
in  the  city,  so  to-day  I am  going  to  con- 
duct the  party,  and  see  events  with  your  eyes, 
which  are  new  to  India  and  its  customs. 
Plague,  cholera  and  small-pox  are  all  rife  these 
days,  so  it  is  no  wonder  that  before  we  reach 
our  first  house  we  see  a man  standing  in  front 
of  a doorway  with  an  unfolded  bundle  of 
thin,  white  cloth  in  his  hands,  indicating  as 
plainly  as  crape  on  the  doorknob  that  the 
death  angel  had  been  there,  for  the  shroud 
is  always  new  and  never  folded — if  for  a 
man,  white;  if  for  a woman,  red. 

As  we  start  out  at  6:45  a.  m.  the  open, 
paved  drains  are  all  being  cleaned,  and  what 
a glorious  time  it  is  for  the  children,  who 
not  only  watch  the  water,  but  get  unde'  the 


spouts  and  have  a nice  shower  bath.  This 
does  not  surprise  us  so  much  as  that  at  several 
drains  we  find  the  family  washing  being  done. 
Nice  clean  water  brought  in  pipes  to  their 
lane  free  of  carriage  by  the  municipality — 
why  not  take  advantage  of  it  even  if  the  wash- 
tub  be  the  drain?  As  dinginess  has  char- 
acterized most  of  the  houses  since  we  entered 
the  city,  I am  sure  I hear  you  exclaim  as  we 
advance  to  the  first  house,  for  several  here 
are  color  washed..  One  is  a bright  blue, 
another  fairly  dark  red,  and  others  have 
colored  bands  around  the  top ; it  gives  the 
locality  quite  an  aristocratic  air,  and  this  feel- 
ing is  not  lessened  as  we  ascend  the  stairs 
and  enter  the  room  where  we  are  to  teach  our 
first  pupils.  Here  we  find  an  English  doll 
fully  two  feet  high  adorning  one  corner,  and 
a row  of  fairly  good-sized  pictures  forming 
a border  all  around  the  top  of  the  front  room. 
The  people  read  fairly  well  in  the  second 
and  third  Hindu  books,  which  if  really  well 
understood  gives  them  quite  a variety  of  sub- 
jects to  talk  about.  They  can  also  give  a 
comprehensive  outline  of  the  whole  life  of 


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Christ,  and  one  is  impressed  with  their  near- 
ness to  the  kingdom.  A lesson  on  prayer 
was  given,  and  we  were  about  to  teach  them 
a few  sentences  when  the  husband  of  one  of 
the  pupils  came  in,  and  oh,  what  a change ! 
No  more  attention  to  us,  I assure  you;  no 
more  sitting  down  of  the  women  either ; 
instead  a shrinking  back,  a deferential  bearing 
takes  the  place  of  the  trustful,  free  way  they 
have  had  with  us.  At  first  I felt  a wee  bit 
disconcerted  that  he  should  appear  just  at  that 
moment,  and  feared  we  could  say  no  more, 
but  lifting  my  heart  in  prayer  for  guidance 
I turned  toward  him  and  outlined  the  life  of 
Christ  to  him.  He  wanted  to  evade  it,  but 
he  certainly  can  never  say  now  that  he  has 
not  heard  the  wonderful  story,  and  I felt  sure 
it  was  the  Holy  Spirit’s  leading  to  stay  over- 
time here.  At  the  next  house,  just  around  the 
corner,  our  pupil  of  eleven  or  twelve  years 
lay  quite  ill.  So  with  a word  of  comfort  and 
cheer  to  the  family  we  passed  on  to  the  third 
house,  and  there  we  found  a young  woman 
waiting  for  us  who  was  the  wife  of  an  old, 
old  man  who  had  just  greeted  us  on  the 
street.  Here  the  polite  manners  of  the  first 
house  were  conspicuous  by  their  absence. 
Much  curiosity  was  shown  about  our  clothes 
and  the  number  of  articles  worn,  with  great 
sympathy  given  because  we  had  to  wear  so 
much;  they,  of  course,  being  far  more  com- 
fortable in  their  dirty  rags,  which  certainly 
were  not  cumbersome.  We,  however,  did  not 
care  to  change  places.  My  simple  brown 
cotton  one-piece  dress  looked  like  silk  to 
them,  and  they  actually  had  to  feel  of  it  to 
be  convinced  that  it  was  cotton.  There  were 
four  or  five  here  who  would  have  listened  for 
hours  to  the  message  in  song  and  story,  but 
we  knew  others  were  waiting  for  us.  I am 
sure  the  cooking  of  the  sacred  Tulsi  plants 
and  the  cakes  of  fuel  drying  on  the  walls 
of  the  house  (that  take  one  back  to  the  days 
of  Ezekiel)  would  have  interested  you. 

At  our  last  house  we  find  before  leaving 
that  one  of  the  two  attentive  listeners  has  a 
brother  who  is  an  Arya  Samajist,  and  she 
tried  to  argue  us  into  saying  that  because 
he  no  longer  worshiped  idols,  he  now  believed 
as  we  do.  See  how  this  new  sect  aims  to 
deceive  the  people  and  make  them  think  the 
imitation  is  the  real  thing.  This  sect  is  a 
very  subtle  foe,  as  hostile  as  can  be,  often 
openly  opposing  us  in  the  selling  of  Gospels 
at  the  fairs  which  bring  together  large  crowds. 

We  who  have  been  in  India  sometime  can 
find  something  at  every  house  to  encourage 


us,  and  even  on  the  streets,  for  we  see  an 
advance  all  along  the  line  and  almost  no 
opposition,  which  is  decidedly  different  from 
the  attitude  of  the  people  twenty  years — yes, 
even  ten  years  ago. 


ALLAHABAD 

SCHOOL  NOTES 

By  Emma  M.  Bertsch 

LAST  year  we  hoped  one  of  our  older 
girls  would  be  ready  to  take  the  govern- 
ment “middle  exams,”  but  she  married, 
and  so  our  hopes  for  her  remained  unrealized. 
In  course  of  time  her  baby  came  and  a proud, 
happy  mother  was  she.  In  a Hindu  home 
the  young  mother  is  expected  to  observe  old 
customs,  one  of  them  being  that  she  must 
perform  certain  rites  in  the  sacred  Ganges 
River  ere  she  is  permitted  to  visit  her  friends. 
This  young  lady  makes  up  her  mind  to  visit 
her  old  school  first,  so  announces  to  her 
startled  grandmother  and  mother  that  her 
“teacher  comes  before  such  ceremonies,”  and 
to  the  school  she  went. 

She  recently  paid  another  visit  to  the  school. 
The  final  exams  were  in  progress,  so  she 
busied  herself  with  the  papers  until  the  hour 
for  the  Scripture  lesson,  at  which  time  all 
else  was  laid  aside.  In  the  course  of  the 
lesson  she  relieved  her  mind  by  saying:  “I 

have  been  here  taught  that  there  is  a God  who 
rewards  and  punishes  us  according  to  our 
deeds,  but  my  husband  says  there  is  no  God.” 
About  twenty  of  the  oldest  girls  in  this 
department  were  listening  attentively.  The 
teacher  replied  : “Keep  on  believing  what  you 
are  convinced  is  the  truth,  never  mind  what 
he  says.”  After  this  bit  of  sound  advice  she 
was  asked : “Do  you  still  believe  in  idol- 

worship?”  In  her  simple  but  decisive  way 
she  confessed  that  although  she  has  to  observe 
certain  laws  dictated  by  her  mother,  yet  in 
her  inner  heart  she  knew  them  to  be  mean- 
ingless. 

Some  of  the  girls  from  staunch  Hindu 
homes  listened  to  this  frank  testimony  with 
mingled  feelings.  Only  a few  years  ago  she 
like  them  received  daily  instruction  concern- 
ing the  true  God,  but  dared  not  then  utter 
her  convictions.  It  is  our  hope  that  the 
coming  years  will  reveal  the  fact  that  our 
girls  have  learned  life’s  greatest  lesson  and 
will  not  be  ashamed  to  confess  their  Lord  and 
Saviour  before  their  friends. 


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JAPAN— YOKOHAMA 

FESTIVAL  DAYS 

By  Susan  A.  Pratt 

JAPAN  is  a land  of  festivals  and  religious 
gatherings  where  the  people  as  a rule 
come  early  and  stay  late.  We  mission- 
aries come  in  for  our  full  share,  and  I want 
to  tell  you  about  some  recently  attended. 
One  of  these  was  the  regular  woman’s  meet- 
ing of  the  Japanese  Union  Church.  Once  a 
month  we  meet  in  the  home  of  some  member, 
and  this  special  meeting  was  held  in  a charm- 
ing house  in  the  midst  of  a pretty  garden. 
The  room  was  large,  with  soft  cushions 
placed  at  regular  intervals  on  the  mats  for 
the  guests,  among  whom  were  several  children. 

After  my  talk  a dear  old  blind  lady  of 
eighty-three  advised  those  present  to  study 
and  read  the  Bible  constantly.  She  said  she 
regretted  not  having  done  so  more  earnestly 
before  she  lost  her  sight,  for  then  she  could 
have  remembered  more  of  the  blessed  words. 
She  concluded  by  urging  all  to  become  Chris- 
tians. 

Mrs.  Kitajima,  one  of  the  influential  church 
workers,  spoke  of  the  change  that  Bible  study 
makes  in  the  lives  of  those  who  place  them- 
selves under  its  influence.  She  told  the  story 
of  Madam  Hirooka,  who  was  then  in  Tokyo, 
speaking  at  some  of  the  women’s  meetings  of 
the  evangelistic  campaign.  This  lady  belongs 
to  one  of  the  wealthy  families  of  Japan,  and 
at  the  age  of  sixty-one  became  a Christian 
through  hearing  a powerful  sermon,  although 
she  had  long  known  about  Christianity.  In 
five  years  she  knew  the  Bible  better  than  many 
who  had  made  it  a life-long  study.  She  is  a 
power  now  in  the  religious  world.  Mrs. 
Kitajima  said  with  tears  that  she  felt  sad  at 
heart  as  she  thought  how  little  she  knew  of 
the  Bible,  and  then  urged  the  ladies  to  study 
it  more.  There  were  other  short  talks  and 
prayers  before  we  separated. 

The  other  gatherings  were  in  the  village 
of  Kuki,  where  we  have  had  a preaching  place 
for  many  years.  The  work  has  been  greatly 
blest  of  late,  and  a band  of  strong,  earnest 
Christians  is  being  raised  up.  On  Sunday 
morning  at  the  regular  church  service  Mr. 
Horibe,  a school  teacher,  presided,  giving  an 
earnest  talk,  and  my  heart  was  encouraged 
as  I saw  the  good  attention  given  by  those 
present.  This  man  has  been  a Christian  less 
than  a year,  but  has  advanced  greatly  in  the 
Christian  life.  In  his  school  he  is  a power 
for  good.  His  family  are  Buddhists  of  the 


old  school,  but  gave  permission  for  their  son 
to  receive  baptism.  One  reason  for  my 
coming  to  Kuki  at  this  time  was  because  he 
was  to  be  married  the  next  day  to  the  young 
Bible  woman  who  has  been  working  there 
for  the  past  four  years. 

On  Saturday  afternoon  with  the  older 
Bible  woman  we  took  a walk  of  several  rniles 
to  the  home  of  Mr.  Ehara  for  Sunday  School 
and  an  adults’  meeting.  Christianity  has 
made  a wonderful  change  in  that  home.  The 
father  has  been  brought  to  Christ  as  well  as 
the  wife  and  mother.  Three  daughters  have 
been  placed  in  our  Girls’  School,  and  two 
have  received  baptism.  He  gathers  his 
servants  and  farm  hands  every  Sunday  for  a 
service,  and  gives  them  the  day  for  rest  from 
labor.  In  the  preaching  place  that  evening 
eleven  Christian  men  and  inquirers,  besides  a 
goodly  number  of  women,  were  present. 

The  day  of  the  wedding  dawned  fair,  and 
all  in  the  preaching  place  were  up  early 
making  preparations.  The  bride’s  belongings 
had  to  be  taken  to  her  new  home  that  morn- 
ing, so  we  helped  at  that,  and  then  the  house 
was  put  in  order.  One  of  the  Christians 
brought  two  hanging  scrolls  for  decoration, 
while  others  lent  plants  and  flowers.  The 
little  rooms  looked  most  attractive.  Then 
came  the  dressing  of  the  bride.  The  red 
under  dress  signified  that  she  was  to  be  bom 
into  the  new  family;  red  being  the  color  for 
children.  The  white  dress  came  next,  and 
as  white  is  the  mourning  color,  this  signified 
that  she  was  now  dead  to  her  own  family. 
The  black  outer  dress  showed  that  she  was 
now  to  take  a place  in  the  world  with  the 
serious  minded.  The  sash,  a gift  from  the 
groom,  was  very  beautiful,  and  the  little  bride 
looked  most  attractive. 

Guests  began  to  arrive  and  finally  the 
pastor  came  from  Yokohama  to  perform  the 
ceremony.  The  rooms  were  soon  filled  with 
the  Christians,  three  Bible  women  from  the 
nearby  places,  a number  of  school  teachers, 
not  yet  Christians,  and  some  of  the  Sunday 
School  children.  The  smaller  children 
gathered  in  the  garden.  After  the  ceremony 
the  company  was  invited  to  a Japanese  hotel 
for  the  wedding  feast,  where  a large  room  had 
been  engaged  for  the  purpose.  The  bride 
and  groom  sat  upon  large  square  cushions 
placed  at  the  end,  while  the  guests  sat  in  rows 
upon  either  side  of  the  long  room.  The 
speeches  were  of  a deeply  religious  character, 
and  the  non-Christians  present  seemed  deeply 
'impressed.  Two  red  trays  containing  the 


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usual  wedding  feast  were  placed  before  each 
guest,  and  what  was  not  eaten  of  the  raw 
and  the  cooked  fish,  slabs  of  fried  eggs,  beans 
and  pickles,  was  placed  in  boxes  to  take  away. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Horibe  went  that  same  even- 
ing to  their  home  in  a large  neighboring 
village.  She  is  planning  to  open  a Sunday 
School  there,  and  hopes  to  have  a Bible  class, 
besides  keeping  up  some  work  in  the  preach- 
ing place  where  she  has  done  faithful  work 
for  so  long  a time.  Another  Christian  home 
in  Japan.  May  its  influence  for  good  be  felt 
by  many  in  that  non-Christian  village. 


THE  WOMEN  STUDENTS  OF  CHINA 
IN  OUR  COLLEGES 

JUST  a year  ago,  September,  1914,  a little 
group  of  ten  Chinese  women  came  to  the 
United  States  for  five  years  of  study, 
their  expenses  being  met  by  the  Indemnity 
Fund  Scholarships. 

To  understand  what  this  title  means,  one 
must  recall  the  Boxer  uprising  in  1900,  an 
attempt  to  drive  out  of  China  all  foreigners 
and  to  destroy  their  properties ; it  failed,  and 
indemnities  were  demanded  by  nations  who 
had  suffered  loss.  Our  own  government,  con- 
sidering the  amount  assigned  us  unreasonably 
large,  remitted  the  indemnity,  and  suggested 
that  the  interest  on  this  sum  be  used  to  send 
Chinese  students  to  this  country  for  higher 
education,  and  accordingly  fifty  men  were 
sent  to  our  colleges  for  five  years  of  continu- 
ous study. 

In  1914  the  Chinese  government  decided 
to  grant  ten  of  these  scholarships  to  women 
students,  and  requested  the  Y.  W.  C.  A.  of 
China  to  conduct  the  competitive  examina- 
tions. The  questions  were  carefully  chosen  by 
college  women  and  the  wives  of  men  in  high 
positions;  perhaps  few  of  them  could  have 
passed  the  test.  All  of  the  ten  girls  chosen 
proved  to  have  studied  in  Mission  Schools 
and  all  of  them  were  Christians. 

When  the  little  company  reached  New 
York,  they  were  entertained  at  the  National 
Board  Training  School,  and  the  Oriental  Sec- 
retary guided  and  cared  for  them  in  many 
ways. 

It  was  the  desire  of  the  Government  that 
the  young  women  should  spend  a year  in  a 
preparatory  school  before  going  to  college,  in 
order  that  the  adjustment  to  the  strange  new 
customs  and  life  of  a foreign  country  might 
be  made  more  easily,  and  the  plan  was  carried 
out.  This  fall  they  will  be  ready  to  enter 
Wellesley,  Mt.  Holyoke,  Smith  and  Vassar 


Colleges.  Miss  Burton  writes:  “It  is  impos- 
sible to  estimate  the  influence  these  girls  will 
exert  when  they  go  back  home.  They  will  be 
among  foremost  leaders  of  the  women  of  their 
nation,  at  a time  when  the  right  kind  of  lead- 
ers are  supremely  needed. 

God  grant  that  America  may  give  of  its 
very  best,  and  only  its  best,  to  those  who  have 
come  to  us  to  prepare  for  leadership  among 
their  own  people.” — Condensed. 


PERSONALS 

India,  Fatehpur.  Dr.  Mina  MacKenzie 
writes : “We  have  had  a very  busy  and 

happy  winter,  both  in  our  hospital  and  dis- 
pensary work  here  and  in  the  district.  We 
opened  seven  wayside  dispensaries  in  towns 
twenty,  thirty,  and  forty  miles  from  here,  and 
that,  with  our  regular  work,  kept  us  pretty 
busy.  Then  in  February  I began  to  build 
the  addition  to  the  Nurses’  Home.  So  every 
minute  of  time  I could  spare  from  medical 
work  had  to  be  spent  there  and  nearly  all  my 
out  practice  was  done  after  the  workmen  left 
at  6 or  6 : 30  p.  m.  You  would  smile  to  see  me 
to-day  sitting  in  the  midst  of  mud  and  water 
on  a little  bridge  made  of  bamboo,  watching 
the  workmen  plaster. 

Our  temperature  ranges  these  days  between 
103°  and  114°  in  the  shade,  according  as  the 
sun  is  shining  or  covered  with  clouds,  of  which 
we  have  fortunately  a few  around  at  times. 

Cawnpore. — Miss  Beach  writes:  Things  are 
quiet  here  in  India  as  a whole,  I mean  as  a 
country.  I saw  by  the  paper  that  Viceroy 
Hardinge  was  to  have  his  term  of  office  ex- 
tended six  months,  because  of  the  stress  Eng- 
land is  under  these  days.  He  has  seen  more 
trouble,  political  and  personal,  than  almost 
any  Viceroy  we  have  had.  The  papers  report 
that  arrangements  have  been  made  for  the 
annual  treat  for  children  in  hospitals  in  India 
on  the  Viceroy’s  birthday.  It  will  be  remem- 
bered that  Lord  Hardinge  placed  a large  sum 
from  the  public  thanksgiving,  in  trust  to  ensure 
this  children’s  treat  being  given  each  year. 
In  1914  about  twenty-seven  hundred  children 
had  a share  in  it,  and  this  year  five  thousand 
rupees  out  of  the  accrued  interest  will  be  avail- 
able for  this  children’s  treat. 

Jhansi. — Dr.  Ernst  writes : The  work  has 

been  growing  steadily  all  this  year.  I have 
seen  the  daily  averages  at  the  hospitals  in- 
crease since  my  return,  and  I can  state  posi- 
tively that  there  have  been  more  serious  opera- 
tions, more  confinement  cases,  than  during  the 
same  period  in  any  of  my  past  years  here. 


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HERE  AND  THERE 


A MESSAGE  FROM  THE  PAST 

(These  telling  and  inspiring  words  were  written 
by  our  beloved  secretary,  Miss  Doremus,  in  1867, 
and  were  copied  for  this  number  of  The  Missionary 
Link  by  one  of  the  charter  members  of  the  society, 
who  adds  “the  message  of  those  early  days  comes 
to  us  with  the  same  force  and  beauty  as  when  it 
fell  from  her  gifted  pen.”) 

FAR  over  the  waters  from  the  sunny  lands 
of  the  East,  voices  come  to  us,  begging 
for  a portion  of  the  blessings  Christian- 
ity has  so  lavished  on  us.  Self-consecrated 
women  are  not  wanting,  who  eagerly  desire  to 
spend  their  lives  in  telling  these  too  long 
neglected  souls  of  the  “Truth  that  shall  make 
them  free.”  But  they  need  loving  hearts 
among  us,  to  sustain  them  in  this  life  work. 
For  them  privation  and  conflict;  for  us  re- 
sponsibility and  care. 

For  Christians,  the  one  great  aim  in  this 
life  is  that  God’s  will  be  done,  and  His  king- 
dom spread ; for  each  one  of  us,  the  “thing 
needful”  is  to  fill  our  own  part  in  that  king- 
dom as  faithfully  as  we  can.  With  sadness 
do  we  acknowledge  that  many — alas ! for 
hearts  basking  in  the  sunlight  of  the  Redeem- 
er’s love — too  many  meet  us  with  the  plea  that 
“much  must  be  done  at  home.”  True,  many 
are  the  duties  to  be  discharged  at  home,  but 
this  and  the  foreign  work  must  go  hand  in 
hand.  If,  remembering  the  Master’s  words, 
“The  poor  ye  always  have  with  you”  we  wait 
until  home  regeneration  is  accomplished,  when 
shall  we  begin  our  labor  in  the  uttermost  parts 
of  the  earth?  And  when  we  stand  around  the 
Great  White  Throne  with  the  redeemed  of  all 
nations  shall  we  not  sadly  look  in  vain  for 
those,  to  whom  we  might  have  offered  but 
one  draught  of  the  vCater  of  Life?  No,  it  is 
not  enough  for  us  to  sit  at  ease  in  the  homes 
made  beautiful  and  blessed  through  Christian 
mercy,  and  only  give  a pitying  thought  to  far- 
off  heathen  women.  We  must  ask  our  con- 
sciences what  part  of  our  “Father’s  business” 
is  our  work,  and  what  share  are  we  taking 
in  the  coming  of  His  kingdom.  The  answer 
must  come  in  a new  spirit,  not  in  grudging 
the  overflowing  of  our  cup,  but  in  the  gifts 
of  personal  sacrifice.  “Christian  life  is  action; 
not  -speculating,  not  debating,  but  doing. 
Feelings  pass,  resolves  change,  but  what  is 
done  for  Christ,  that,  and  that  only,  lasts 
through  eternity.  Women  of  wealth,  women 
of  talent,  women  of  leisure,  what  are  you 
doing  in  God’s  world,  for  God?” 


REMINISCENCES.  II. 

THE  FIRST  DISPENSARY 

IT  was  deemed  best  by  members  of  the 
mission  that  a dispensary  be  opened  at 
an  early  date,  so  March  was  decided 
upon.  A Chinese  house  in  the  native  city, 
about  a quarter  of  a mile  from  the  West 
Gate,  was  offered  us,  through  the  kindness 
of  Mrs.  J.  W.  Lambuth,  one  of  Shanghai’s 
oldest  missionaries,  and  this  kind  offer  was 
accepted — a Chinese  house,  one-storied,  with 
mud  floors,  two  rooms,  two  doors  on  the  south 
side  and  two  windows  on  the  north  side. 
These  rooms  were  fairly  good  sized,  and  a 
door  could  be  opened  between  them.  Then 
one  could  be  used  for  the  waiting  room ; the 
other  could  be  divided  into  consulting  room 
and  drug  room,  with  a lobby  beyond,  where 
patients  could  get  prescriptions  filled,  and  then 
pass  out.  A carpenter  was  called,  and,  with 
book  in  hand,  which  had  in  it  a page  given 
up  to  “carpenter  talk,”  the  needed  changes 
were  made  and  floors  were  put  in  the  con- 
sulting and  drug  rooms.  Everything  was  very 
primitive  and  plain.  Of  course,  the  wait- 
ing room  was  to  be  also  the  place  where  Mrs. 
Day  would  preach  the  Gospel,  and,  as  she 
could  speak  a little  English,  she  would  have 
to  interpret  at  times  also.  Her  first  and  fore- 
most duty  and  pleasure  was  to  tell  the  story  of 
the  “Great  Physician”  and  of  his  love  for  all 
men,  women  and  children.  Mrs.  Day  was  of 
that  willing  kind  that  fitted  in  anywhere,  and 
she  loved  to  help  with  the  distribution  of  the 
medicines,  and  nothing  was  ever  too  much 
trouble  for  her  to  do. 

So  many  things  happened  in  March  of  1884 
that  it  might  be  well  to  enumerate.  One 
morning  at  two  o’clock  I was  called  to  go 
seventeen  miles  in  a Sedan  chair  to  see  a 
sick  missionary  in  consultation  with  another 
physician  who  awaited  me  there.  It  was 
night,  strange  chair  bearers,  a long  lonely 
road,  and  almost  no  language ; yet  I knew 
that  the  lady  who  sent  for  me  would  provide 
men  whom  she  could  trust,  so  with  the  feeling 
that  all  would  be  well  I started,  arriving  at 
the  home  by  six  a.  m. 

Again,  I made  a trip  on  a wheelbarrow  to 
see  into  the  world  an  only  daughter,  which 
daughter  has  since  had  two  sons  born  in  our 
hospital.  It  was  while  returning  from  this 
thirty-four-mile  wheelbarrow  trip  that  I was 
told  of  the  sudden  illness  of  Mrs.  Pruyn  while 
she  was  conducting  a Bible  Class.  A cerebral 
hemorrhage,  which  providentially  did  not 
cause  any  general  paralysis.  I did  not  know 


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the  nature  of  Mrs.  Pruyn’s  illness,  but  has- 
tened on,  being  not  very  far  from  Shanghai. 
I had  two  wheelbarrow  coolies,  one  to  push 
and  one  with  a long  rope  who  did  the  pulling. 
We  made  some  four  or  five  miles  an  hour;  the 
country  roads  were  paths  and  one  did  not 
mind  them,  but  through  the  towns,  which  were 
paved  with  cobble  stones,  I usually  walked,  as 
wheelbarrows  have  no  springs.  However, 
youth  and  health  soon  recover  from  rides 
though  rough,  and  that  night  I remained  with 
Mrs.  Pruyn,  and  the  next  day  welcomed  Miss 
McKechnie,  our  trained  nurse,  whom  I had 
known  in  America  while  taking  her  training. 
We  were  in,  the  same  hospital.  How  much 
she  was  needed  at  the  very  time  she  came! 
And  what  good  service  she  rendered,  not  only 
during  Mrs.  Pruyn’s  illness  and  until  Mrs. 
Pruyn  left  for  America  in  May,  but  during 
those  pioneer  days  and  all  down  through  the 
twelve  years  she  was  with  us. 

The  dispensary  was  opened  in  March,  and 
as  I look  back  over  the  years  I see  Mrs.  Day, 
Miss  McKechnie  and  myself  trudging  back 
and  forth,  (as  only  Sedan  chairs  were  allowed 
in  the  city)  between  the  Bridgman  Home  to 
the  west  gate,  and  from  the  west  gate  to 
the  Dispensary ; we  had  over  a half  mile. 
We  never  went  or  came  with  empty  hands, 
hearts  and  hands  were  full.  It  was  really 
and  truly  our  whole  hearts,  our  whole  minds, 
and  our  whole  strength,  given  up  in  this  ser- 
vice for  the  Master.  Those  were  happy  days ! 

Elizabeth  Reifsnyder,  M.D. 


“COVET  EARNESTLY  THE  BEST 
GIFTS” 

SOMETIMES  I wonder  if  young  people 
realize  how  many  of  life’s  choices  are 
unconsciously  made.  We  see  lives  which 
were  full  of  promise  and  aspiration  in  their 
glad  beginnings,  falling  away  as  the  years  go 
by,  not  by  choosing  to  have  it  so,  but  simply 
by  failing  to  grasp  the  opportunities  as  they 
came  for  unselfish  endeavor,  by  not  coveting 
earnestly  the  best  gifts. 

It  has  been  said : “the  good  is  often  the 
enemy  of  the  best.”  To  do  a thing  well  is  a 
misfortune  if  it  leads  to  satisfaction  with  any- 
thing less  than  striving  for  perfection.  The 
best  things  are  not  the  easiest;  the  habit  of 
unselfishness  and  watchful  kindness  is  formed 
at  the  cost  of  ease  and  the  self-centered  life. 
Yet  in  these  days,  God  has  need  of  our  best, 
He  has  high  service  for  those  who  will  pay 


the  cost.  Life  is  full,  but  of  what  will  depend 
on  what  we  covet  earnestly ; the  things  that 
“perish  with  the  using,”  crowd  around  us  on 
every  side,  the  “things  that  are  worth  while” 
beckon  us  to  the  life  of  service  and  reward. 

Does  the  road  lead  up  hill  all  the  way?  Yes, 
to  the  very  end.  Yet  the  air  is  purer  and 
clearer  as  we  ascend,  the  vision  of  the  goal 
grows  more  and  more  enticing,  the  reward 
more  and  more  sweet,  until  we  come  to  dwell 
where  the  best  gifts  are  stored  up  for  those 
who  covet  them  earnestly. 

L.  L.  Y. 


A WORD  TO  WORKERS— PRAY 

DO  you,  who  are  at  the  home  base,  realize 
how  much  can  be  made  possible  for 
your  missionaries,  teachers,  and  con- 
verts in  their  daily  life  and  accomplishment 
by  your  prayers?  I doubt,  indeed,  whether 
you  do,  or  can,  realize  it  because  you  so  sel- 
dom hear  about  the  answers  to  these  prayers 
for  those  in  lands  beyond  the  seas.  What  a 
stimulus  to  faith  it  would  be  if  you  could 
know — what  an  encouragement  to  ask  for 
even  larger  things. 

Many  times  when  problems  too  difficult 
for  a tired  head  to  face  come  pressing  in- 
sistently upon  one,  when  body,  mind  and  spirit 
are  too  weary  to  resist  discouragement,  and 
there  seems  no  strength  left  to  pray  for  help, 
when  the  powers  of  darkness  press  close  as  the 
night  about  one — then  at  that  hour  of  trial 
a calm  and  strength  lays  hold  upon  the  entire 
being  and  there  is  light  and  power  to  be  and 
to  do.  Why?  Some  one  is  praying  on  the 
other  side  of  the  wtorld  and  this  is  the 
answer. 

Oh,  for  an  army  of  men  and  women  in 
Christian  lands,  in  America,  who  know  how 
to  intercede  for  those  at  the  front,  to  hold 
up  the  weary  hands  until  the  battle  is  won. 
Surely  “more  things  are  wrought  by  prayer 
than  this  world  dreams  of.” 

“Prayer  is  the  mightiest  force  that  men 
can  wield ; 

A power  to  which  Omnipotence  doth 
yield-”  A.  E.  W. 


“There  are  four  safe  ways  the  Lord  guides 
us — first,  by  His  Word ; second,  by  His  Spirit; 
third,  by  His  Providence ; and  fourth,  by  our 
own  yielded  and  consecrated  judgment.  Where 
these  four  ways  agree,  we  may  rest  content 
in  having  the  will  of  God.” 


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SOME  OF  THE  FATEHPUR  FAMILY 


FOR  MISSION  BANDS. 


SOME  DIFFICULTIES  AT  FATEHPUR 

A PARROT,  A SARUS,  A TURTLE,  AND  A BABY 

By  Dr.  Grace  Spencer 

DID  you  know  we  had  started  village 
dispensary  work  this  year?  Yes,  we 
have,  and  are  trying  to  teach  the  people 
in  seven  large  towns  outside  of  Fatehpur  to 
know  and  love  our  Master.  Well,  in  one 
village  forty  miles  away,  to  which  we  must 
travel  by  train  and  by  ekka — the  ekka  by  the 
way  is  a two-wheeled,  springless,  seatless 
carriage  in  which  we  must  sit  with  our  feet 
hanging  over  the  wheels — we  were  given  a 
'baby  parrot.  It  was  so  tiny  it  had  no 
feathers,  just  a big  red  beak,  and  it  was 
— oh,  so  thin  and  weak.  That  was  our  first 
difficulty — to  keep  it  alive  as  we  went  on  our 
long  ekka  drive  toward  home.  How  the 
nurses  laughed  when  they  saw  the  wee  thing. 
But  it  was  so  helpless  that  we  tried  hard  to 
look  after  it.  Feeding  him  was  the  great 
problem.  We  had  to  open  his  beak  and  push 
the  food  way  down  out  of  sight,  and  then  the 
little  chap  gulped  and  opened  his  eyes  to 


thank  us.  One  night  we  fed  him  with  a fine 
grain,  such  as  we  give  the  chickens.  His 
little  crop  was  quite  full  and  we  left  him, 
thinking  he  would  be  so  happy  all  night,  but 
in  the  morning  his  eyes  would  not  open  and 
no  grateful  craning  of  his  neck  or  opened 
beak  called  us  to  give  him  water.  He  was 
sick — so  sick  he  didn’t  want  to  speak.  Doctors 
live  here,  you  know,  so  they  spoke  up  and 
said,  “Give  him  castor  oil,”  and  in  a little 
while  open  came  his  eyes  and  he  stretched  his 
eager,  tiny  neck  for  more.  But  a cat  was 
watching — she  pounced.  That  is  a difficulty 
or  sorrow  just  like  you  have  at  home,  isn’t  it? 

Then  let  me  tell  you  about  our  Sarus.  That 
is  a bird  we  have  in  India — tall  like  an  ostrich. 
Ours  was  just  a baby,  tall,  with  a round  body 
like  a ball  of  fluff,  and  such  funny,  long 
“daddy-long-legs”  feet;  not  a bit  afraid  either. 

One  day  I met  him  in  the  field  and  tried 
to  shoo  him,  as  the  Mother  Goose  would 
with  her  apron,  but  he  just  stood  there  and 
opened  and  shut  his  long  beak  like  a clapper. 
Little  Mahabin  ran  up.  He  pulled  a cloth 
into  a string  and  held  it  in  baby  Ciris’  face. 


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Baby  snapped  at  it — oh,  so  angrily.  And 
what  did  the  little  Indian  boy  do  but  wrap  the 
cloth  quickly  back  into  the  open  mouth  and 
around  the  poor  bird’s  head  till  he  was  quite 
helpless.  But  we  loved  him  for  all  that,  and 
gave  our  watchman  strict  instructions  to  care 
for  him  well  during  our  visit  to  Calcutta ; 
but  he  died. 

The  poor  old  watchman  had  his  difficulty 
then;  he  felt  so  sad.  He  picked  the  bird  up 
in  his  arms  and  carried  it  up  to  the  mission- 
ary padre  to  ask  if  he  could  not  bring  it  back 
to  life.  Then  the  burial.  The  sweeper  woman 
and  little  Mahabin  dug  its  grave  and  they 
carried  the  poor,  cold,  fluffy  thing  there.  It 
was  a Christian  birdie,  Mahabin  thought,  so 
it  must  have  a Christian  burial.  Birdie  Ciris 
was  left  in  his  quiet  abiding  place  with  a 
Christian  hymn  and  the  only  prayer  our  little 
Hindu  friend  knew — “Our  Father.” 

The  turtle  story  is  short.  The  life  of  man 
is  three-score  years  and  ten,  but  the  Lily 
Lyle  Broadwell  Hospital  is  to  live  on  and  on. 
When  Pat  arrived — our  turtle — we  thought 
he  would  live  on  and  on,  too.  And  it  would 
be  so  interesting  to  have  a watchman — one 
for  a hundred  years,  at  least.  So  Pat  was 
put  in  our  big  garden  tank  with  especial  care. 
I had  heard  that  Hindoos  didn’t  eat  meat, 
but  the  last  we  heard  of  Pat — a Hindu  named 
“Beloved”  had  some  turtle  soup.  That  was 
not  a difficulty — oh,  no.  It  was  just  difficult 
to  find  Pat. 

Finally,  P.  Stearns,  otherwise  Sam,  you 
will  wonder  who  that  is.  Well,  it’s  a baby. 
He  is  not  a difficulty  at  all — just  his  name 
was  difficult.  Some  day  we  hope  to  tell  you 
more  of  this  little  one,  whose  mother  died, 
leaving  this  little  seed  of  life  to  our  tending. 
Do  we  love  him?  Just  ask  any  of  our  Indian 
children  and  they  will  tell  you  what  a nice 
white  cot  he  has,  and  pretty  blue  blankets 
with  little  bears  all  over  it,  and  how  he  stays 
in  our  nurse  Missahib’s  room  most  of  the 
time.  We  all  love  him. 

And  now  about  his  name,  P.  Stearns.  It 
was  this  way:  Some  one  said  we  would 

call  him  Paul,  and  another  said  no,  Philip, 
and  the  third  one  she  said  no,  Peter,  till  we 
didn’t  know  which  it  should  be — Peter,  Paul 
or  Philip.  A treaty  must  be  made,  and  as 
all  had  the  initial  P,  P.  Stearns  became  his 
,name.  The  time  for  baptism  drew  near. 
You  see  we  couldn’t  very  well  wait  to  find 
out  if  our  little  three  and  a half  pounds  was 
going  to  be  an  evangelist — worthy  to  be  called 
Paul,  or  beautiful  to  be  called  Philip,  or  yet  a 


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rock  in  Christ’s  church  to  be  called  Peter, 
so  we  said  it  must  be  Andrew,  and  Andrew 
it  was.  Then  because  we  loved  him,  we  hoped 
he  was  beautiful,  and  so  he  was  christened 
Andrew  Philip. 

The  naughty  spirit  of  strife  dies  hard,  or 
else  the  hope  of  future  days  lives  strong. 
We  waived  them  all  for  simple  Sam — waived 
them  for  the  years  to  prove  if  P stands  for 
Paul  or  for  Peter,  or  if  it  is  the  appellation 
of  the  messenger  to  the  Ethiopian.  But  pray, 
little  friends,  that  our  mission  baby  may 
indeed  be  a child  of  God — consecrated  from 
his  birth,  as  was  Samuel. 


THE  BALANCES  OF  GOD 

WE  are  apt  to  measure  things  by  their 
size  and  not  by  their  weight.  Our 
admiration  is  usually  determined  by 
scale  rather  than  by  weight.  But  our  God 
weighs  things.  He  weighs  our  offerings,  and 
He  weighs  them  in  His  own  spiritual  scales, 
to  see  what  spiritual  significance  there  is  in 
them.  He  weighs  our  money-gifts  to  ascer- 
tain their  weight  of  sacrifice.  And  SO'  it  comes 
to  pass  that  the  widow’s  mite  wins  His  praise 
rather  than  the  rich  man’s  abundance. 

He  weighs  our  prayers  to  see  what  weight 
of  holy  desire  there  is  in  them.  Prayers  may  be 
very  long  and  very  empty,  and  in  the  scales  of 
God  they  are  as  light  as  the  lightest  chaff.  In 
our  prayers  it  is  desire  that  weighs  heavily,  and 
penitence,  and  humility,  and  serious  purpose  of 
amendment.  In  our  intercessions  it  is  our 
self-forgetfulness  that  wins  the  favor  of  the 
Lord — our  sympathy,  the  burden  of  our 
brother’s  need.  God  weighs  our  joys,  and  it 
is  our  thankfulness  which  reveals  its  mighty 
presence  in  the  scale.  In  the  estimation  of  the 
Lord  many  things  are  very  weighty  which 
have  no  regard  in  the  esteem  of  the  world, 
“for  the  Lord  is  a God  of  knowledge,  and  by 
Him  actions  are  weighed.” 

— Dr.  Jowett. 


BUDDHIST  Ceylon  is  adopting  two  im- 
portant Christian  agencies  in  the  recent 
revival  of  that  ancient  faith.  One  is  the 
Young  Men’s  Buddhist  Association,  the  other 
is  the  Sunday  School  for  teaching  Buddhism, 
in  which  Christian  hymns  are  sung  after  sub- 
stituting Buddha  and  dharma  for  Jesus  and 
the  Gospel. 


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THE  MISSIONARY  LINK. 


RECEIPTS  of  the  Womans  Union  Missionary  Society  of  America , from 

August  i to  August  ji,  1915. 


CALCUTTA,  INDIA 
Sarah  F.  Gardner  Memorial  School 

N.  Y. — Hastings,  Orphan  Asylum,  Mr. 

R.  R.  Reeder,  Treas.,  for  Shushila, 

25.00;  New  York  City,  Mrs.  Fred- 
erick Billings,  for  orphanage,  25.00,  $50  00 

N.  J. — Millstone  Auxiliary,  Mrs.  P. 

Nevins,  Treas.,  for  native  teacher, 

Indumukhi,  16  00 

Total,  $66  00 

CAWNPORE 

Mary  Avery  Merriman  School 

N.  Y. — Cold  Spring,  Hillside  Band,  Miss 
A.  P.  Wilson,  Treas.,  Christmas 
gift  for  Ada,  10  00 


Total,  10  00 

FATEHPUR 

Lily  Lytle  Broadwell  Memorial  Hospital 

Nova  Scotia. — Canso,  Simpson  S.  S.  Class, 

Mrs.  E.  C.  Whitman,  for  child’s 

cot,  5 00 

Rescue  Work 

N.  Y. — Brooklyn,  Mrs.  Peter  McCartee 
quarterly,  for  Miss  Durrant’s 
salary,  25  00 


Total, 


30  00 


JHANSI 

Mary  S.  and  Maria  Ackerman  Hoyt  Hospitals 


Mass. — East  Northfield,  Mrs.  M.  J.  Ham- 
lin, for  support  of  nurse, 

Md. — Baltimore  Br.,  Miss  E.  M.  Bond, 
Treas.,  Mrs.  Howard  Munnikhuy- 
sen,  for  Dr.  Ernst’s  use  at 
Christmas, 

50  00 
10  00 

Total, 

60  00 

YOKOHAMA,  JAPAN 

N.  Y.— Alfred,  Mrs.  W.  C.  Burdich  for 
Prescott  Scholarship, 

Ky. — Owingsville,  Miss  Laura  R.  Walton, 
for  Elizabeth  Barnes  Walton  Mem. 
Scholarship, 

50  00 
50  00 

Total, 

100  00 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  H.  Fredericks 
— Suga  Mori,  5 00 

Miss  H.  Debora  Boone — Kiku 
Yamane,  5 00 

T.  Edward  Ross — Sada  Enomoto,  60  00 

Miss  Jennie  Riegel — Kin  Wa- 
tanabe,  15  00 

300  00 


Total,  375  00 

SUMMARY 

Calcutta,  $66  00 

Cawnpore,  70  00 

Fatehpur,  30  00 

Jhansi,  75  00 

Japan,  400  00 

General  Fund,  20  00 

Link  Subscriptions,  1 00 


Total, 

$662  00 

CLARA  E.  MASTERS,  Assistant 

Treasurer. 

AUGUST 

RECEIPTS  OF  PHILADELPHIA 

BRANCH 

Mrs.  Wm.  Waterall,  Treas. 

Interest  on 

Harriet  S.  Benson  Fund, 

$250  00 

“ “ 

Elizabeth  Peters  Fund, 

45  00 

U it 

Harriet  Holland  Fund, 

67  50 

From  Miss 

E.  Howard-Smith, 

5 00 

Interest  on 

Mrs.  E.  H.  Williams  Fund, 

10  50 

a a 

Miss  Clara  A.  Lindsay  Fund, 

5 62 

“ “ 

Chas.  G.  Sower  Fund, 

7 88 

“ “ 

Harriet  Holland  Fund, 

3 75 

Total, 

$395  25 

FATEHPUR,  INDIA. 

ENDOWED  BEDS 

LILY  LYTLE  BROADWELL  MEMO- 
RIAL HOSPITAL. 


ENDOWMENT,  $600. 

S.  D.  D. — Mrs.  Samuel  J.  Broadwell. 

Sarah  Wallace  Memorial — Mrs.  Richard  H.  Allen. 


GENERAL  FUND 

N.  Y.— New  York  City,  Mrs.  W.  E.  Trues- 

dell,  20  00 


Total,  20  00 

SUBSCRIPTION  TO  MISSIONARY  LINK 

Miss  Evelyn  Dix,  .50;  Mrs.  W. 

W.  Clark,  .50,  1 00 

Total,  1 00 


WILLING  AND  OBEDIENT  BAND 
Rev.  D.  M.  Stearns,  Germantown,  Phila.,  Pa. 


Cawnpore.— Mrs.  J.  E.  L.  Davis,  for 
worker  with  Miss  Beach, 
Jhansi.— Dr.  and  Mrs.  J.  H.  Ramsburgh, 
Miss  Mina  D.  Starr,  for  boy, 

Japan. — Miss  Anna  R.  Harper — Tei  Muira, 
Mr.  Charles  L.  Huston — Koto  Kata- 
oka, 

Mr.  W.  G.  Parke — Kiyo  Tado, 

Mrs.  Joseph  Howe — Isuru  Iijina, 
Mrs.  J.  E.  L.  Davis,  in  mem.  Mrs. 

A.  C.  A,— Shige  Matsuoka, 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  J.  H.  Ramsburgh — 
Kozukuye  Sta., 

Mrs.  C.  B.  Penrose — Harada  Shobi, 


60  00 

5 00 
10  00 

15  00 

15  00 

75  00 
75  00 
5 00 

30  00 

5 00 
10  00 


Hannah  Amelia  White — Mrs.  M.  Morris  White. 
Jubilee  Thank  Offering — For  S.  D.  D. 

Elizabeth  Davis  Espy — Mrs.  W.  W.  Seely. 

Marie  Haines  Broadwell — Mrs.  Charles  Parsons. 
Juliet  G.  Church. 

Laura  P.  Halsted. 

Samuel  J.  Broadwell— Mrs.  Samuel  J.  Broadwell. 
Josephine  Lytle  Foster — Mrs.  Charles  J.  Livingood. 
Bertha  Costello  Gillespie — Mrs.  Anna  Costello  Ropes. 
Susan  Morris  White — Mrs.  Clarence  Price. 

Sarah  Doremus  Hamilton — Mrs.  Samuel  J.  Broadwell. 
Comfort — 

Isabella  L.  Ballantine. 

Elizabeth  Ogden  Nixon — Mrs.  Samuel  J.  Broadwell. 
Mrs.  Geraldine  S.  Bastable  Memorial — 

By  her  husband,  Alvin  N.  Bastable. 
M.  Morris  White,  “In  Memoriam’’ — Mrs.  M.  M.  White. 
“Inasmuch  ’’ — 

Sarah  DuBois  Doremus — In  loving  memory. 

Margaret  D.  Joline — Catharine  D.  Joline. 


THE  MISSIONARY  LINK. 


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SHANGHAI,  CHINA. 
ENDOWED  BEDS  IN 
MARGARET  WILLIAMSON  HOSPITAL 


ENDOWMENT,  $600. 

Julia  Cumming  Jones— Mrs.  E.  Stainslaus  Jones.  ( 
Mary  Ogden  Darrah — Mrs.  E.  Stainslaus  Jones. 
Robert  and  William  Van  Arsdale — Memorial  by 
their  sister,  Julia  C.  Van  Arsdale  Jones. 

New  Jersey — Miss  Stevens. 

Henry  Ward  Beecher — Plymouth  Foreign  Mis.  Soc. 
Ruthy  B.  Hutchinson — Plymouth  Foreign  Mis.  Soc. 
Mary  Pruyn  Memorial — Ladies  in  Albany. 

Samuel  Oakley  Vander  Poel — Mrs.  S.  Oakley  Van- 
der  Poel. 

Charlotte  Otis  Le  Roy — Friends. 

Emily  W.  Appleton — Mrs.  William  Appleton. 

Mrs.  Bela  Mitchell— Mrs.  Bela  Mitchell. 

The  American — A Friend. 

The  White  Memorial — Medical  Mission  Band,  Balti 


Marie  S.  Norris — 


more. 

E.  Cornelia  Shaw  Memorial — Mrs.  Elbridge  Torrey 
Drusilla  Dorcas  Memorial — A Friend  in  Boston. 
Mrs.  John  D.  Richardson  Memorial — Legacy. 

S.  E.  and  H.  P.  Warner  Memorial. 

Frances  C.  1.  Greenough — Mrs.  Abel  Stevens. 
Emeline  C.  Buck — Mrs.  Buck. 

Elizabeth  W.  Wyckoff — Mr.  Richard  L.  Wyckoff. 
Elizabeth  W.  Clark — Mr.  Richard  L.  Wyckoff. 

Jane  Alexander  Milligan — Mrs.  John  Story  Gulick. 
"Martha  Memorial” — A Friend. 

Mills  Seminary — “Tolman  Band.”  California 
Maria  N.  Johnson — A Friend. 

“In  Memoriam” — A Sister. 

Miss  Norris 
Mr.  Wm.  M.  Norris. 

Mrs.  Sarah  Willing  Spotswood  Memorial — By  her 
Daughter. 

John  B.  Spotswood — Miss  Anne  R.  Spotswood. 

A.  B.  C.  Beds — By  Friends. 

Sarah  A.  Wakeman  Memorial — A Friend. 

In  Memoriam — A Friend. 

Ellen  Logan  Smith — By  her  Mother. 

Helen  E.  Brown — Shut-in  Society. 

( Mr.  George  G.  Yeomans. 

Anna  Corilla  Yeomans — < Mrs.  Anna  Yeomans  Harris 
( Miss  Elizabeth  L.  Yeomans. 
Mrs.  Mary  B.  Humphreys  Dey-  ) Anth  Dey. 
Mrs.  Sarah  Scott  Humphreys — ) 3 3 

Olive  L.  Standish — Mrs.  Olive  L.  Standish. 

Eliza  C.  Temple — Mrs.  Eliza  C.  Temple. 

Mrs.  Rebecca  T.  Shaw  Memorial — Mrs.  Elbridge 
Torrey. 

Perlie  Raymond — Mrs.  Mary  E.  Raymond. 

Mrs.  Mary  Elliot  Young — Poughkeepsie  Branch. 
Camilla  Clarke — Mrs.  Byron  W.  Clarke. 

Sarah  White  Memorial — Miss  Mary  F.  Wakeman 
Hannah  Edwards  Forbes — 

Adeline  Louisa  Forbes- 
Agnes  Givan  Crosby  Allen — A Friend. 

Sarah  Ann  Brown — Ellen  L.  A.  Brown. 

Caroline  Elmer  Brown — Ellen  L.  A.  Brown. 

Maria  Robert — Miss  L.  P.  Halsted. 

Zalmon  B.  Wakeman  Memorial — Mary  F.  Wakeman 
Bethune  McCartee  Memorial — Mrs.  Peter  McCartee. 
Mary  Finney — Mrs.  J.  M.  T.  Finney. 

Concord  (N.  H.)  Branch. 

Sara  A.  Palmer — Charles  L.  Palmer. 

A grateful  pupil 


| Miss  H.  E.  Forbes. 


Henrietta  B.  Haines  Memorial 


Laura  Eliot  Cutter 


Mrs.  Thomas  C.  Doremus — by  her  Daughter, 

Mary  Haines  Doremus 
Mrs.  Rufus  R.  Graves  Memorial. 

Mrs.  Geraldine  S.  Bastable  Memorial — 

By  her  husband,  Alvin  N.  Bastable. 
Alexander  McLeod  Memorial — by  Mrs.  S.  M.  McLeod. 
Mrs.  Susan  Margaret  McLeod 
Elbridge  Torrey  Memorial — Mrs.  Elbridge  Torrey. 
Mrs.  Elbridge  Torrey. 

Theron  V.  Shaw  Memorial — Mrs.  Elbridge  Torrey. 
Mary  Joline  Beggs — Catharine  D.  Joline. 


JHANSI,  INDIA. 

ENDOWED  BEDS 

MARY  S.  ACKERMAN-HOYT  AND 
MARIA  ACKERMAN-HOYT 
MEMORIAL  HOSPITALS 
ENDOWMENT,  $600. 

Mary  S.  Ackerman  Hoyt — Her  sister,  Mrs.  Maria 
A.  Hoyt. 

Mary  S.  Ackermann  Hoyt — Her  sister,  Mrs.  Jeanie 
C.  A.  Bucknell. 

Mary  S.  Ackerman  Hoyt — Her  niece,  Miss  Emilie  S. 
Coles. 

Maria  Ackerman  Hoyt — Her  niece,  Miss  Emilie  S. 
Coles. 

Mrs.  Jeanie  C.  Ackerman  Bucknell — Her  niece, 
Miss  Emilie  S.  Coles. 

Mrs.  Caroline  E.  Ackerman  Coles — Her  daughter, 
Miss  Emilie  S.  Coles. 

Mrs.  Lavinia  Agnes  Dey,  I . t-, 

Mrs.  Mary  B.  Humphreys  Dey,  J Anthony  Dey 
“In  Memoriam” — A Sister. 

Eleanor  S.  Howard-Smith  Memorial — Friends. 
Charles  M.  Taintor  Memorial — A Friend. 

Mrs.  R.  R.  Graves — Her  daughter,  Mrs.  F.  W.  Owen. 
Associate  Congregational  Church,  Baltimore. 

Mrs.  A.  L.  Lowry. 

Peace — Mr.  S.  T.  Dauchy. 

Annette  R.  Lapsley  Memorial — Miss  A.  S.  Lapsley. 
William  H.  Harris  1 T<  • •, , 

Mary  A.  Harris  \ Their  Children. 

Mrs.  Henry  Johnson — Friends. 

Lavinia  M.  Brown — Mrs.  Joseph  E.  Brown. 

Canadian — Canadian  Friends. 

Jhansi — Friends  in  India. 

Ida  Hamlin  Webster  Memorial — By  her  mother,  Mrs 
M.  Jennette  Hamlin. 

Dr.  R.  M.  Wyckoff — Elizabeth  Wyckoff  Clark. 

Mrs.  Geraldine  S.  Bastable  Memorial — 

By  her  husband,  Alvin  N.  Bastable. 
Fannie  B.  Robbins— By  her  sister,  Mary  R.  Hoffman. 
William  Harvey- — By  his  sister,  Mrs.  George  Trull. 


LIFE  MEMBERS 

The  payment  of  $50.00  will  make  the 
donor  or  any  person  named  a Life  Member 
of  this  Society;  $25.00  a child  a Life 
Member. 


THE  MISSIONARY  LINK. 


The  New  York  Bible  Society 

NEEDS  YOUR  HELP 

HOW  YOU  CAN  HELP: 

By  a donation  for  the  work  of  this  year. 

By  a bequest  in  your  will. 

FORM  OF  BEQUEST 

I give  and  bequeath  to  the  NEW  YORK  BIBLE  SOCIETY, 
incorporated  in  the  year  eighteen  hundred  and  sixty-six,  the 
sum  of dollars. 


NEW  YORK  BIBLE  SOCIETY 

66  BIBLE  HOUSE  NEW  YORK  CITY 

John  C.  West,  President  James  H.  Schmelzel,  Treasurer 

Rev.  George  William  Carter,  Ph.D.,  General  Secretary