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last month our school was visited by repeated to him all I had said to a rich Native lady residing at Gurha, her. which shows that the bigotry of the In visiting the women in the surinhabitants to our work is gradually rounding villages,
have great breaking down.
encouragement. Her father-in-law had died, and At one hamlet, the approach to left all his rupees to her husband and which is generally under water the her. For a fortnight they were busy whole of the rainy season, the women feeding all their relations and friends, thought we must be angry with them, &c. : : one day she sent a message that as we had not been to see them for she would like to give some of her six months, and therefore they endeasweetmeats to our school children. I voured to appease us by an offering of thought she would only send them, but custard apples ! It was their way of much to my surprise she came herself, showing how glad they were to see us accompanied by her servant carrying the basket of “ metai" on her head, " You do not come every day, so in true Oriental style.
please stay a little longer, and sing As this was the first Native lady some more bhajans to us,” was the who had done our schools the honour welcome in another hamlet. The of a visit, I tried to entertain her first time we went to a new village, as best I could, making the children
ran into her house and sing action-songs, &c.
cried, and shut the door my The next day, which was the villagers' approach, and the men forbade their Bible-class, she appeared again with wives to come and listen to us. A her servant and a neighbour. They message has lately come from this selflistened most attentively to the bhajan same village, wanting to know when we singing, and the Bible-woman's ad. are coming again, and saying that dress on “ The Flood," and were not woman is willing to become a a bit tired. She also enjoyed watch- regular pupil. Perhaps it is the ing the distribution of medicines to one who ran
away and shut the the poor and sick afterwards.
door! Last year I gave her a New Testa- I shall be very sorry to leave all ment, and in a time of sore family these women and children next spring, trouble she not only asked “Emma' when my furlough is due ; but I supto pray for her, but also to teach her pose it will be the truest wisdom if I how to pray to the true God. One day wish to return and work amongst I had explained to her the story of some them for the remaining years of my Scripture picture; she asked leave to life. show the picture to her husband, and December, 1893.
By Miss Haitz.
Tthe beginning of February, 1893, detained in England by illness,
Miss Hall was called upon to cheered us by bright and loving
leave this busy corner of the letters, giving us hopes of her return great
harvest. field to glean for the to help us. But God had other and Master in a quiet sick-room at home. better plans for her : she is serving the Miss Daeuble joined us to take up Miss Master now, not under a tropical sun, Hall's work, but a few days after her but in the sunshine of His face! Oh, arrival, she heard of her dear father's what perfect service, what perfect serious illness. We all know with bliss ! How many of her dear Bhawhat feelings she was daily watching gulpur women and children, who the post that brought her rews of had gone before her, will there have great suffering, till at last, on May 11th, welcomed her! How these events a telegram told her of the Home call. spur us on to greater zeal and earnest
All this time, our friend and fellow- ness in making known the Saviour's worker, Miss Pinniger, who love, wherever opportunity affords, for
our time for work on earth may be coming to the girls' school every day, short too. May we be faithful, and sitting outside the open door, learning finish the work He has sent us to do all the hymns, texts, and Scripture for His glory!
stories the girls learn. The expresMiss Lawrence, our
sion of his face is quite changed, so worker, arrived here on November are his ways and habits; he is every 18th to be a help and a comfort. and
any hour of the day singing Among our Native helpers our staft hymns, and his old playfellows in has increased by four. Thank God mockery call him “ Jesus," and will for this. Going round day by day to not play with him any more.
This the schools and Zenanas, one feels at boy's father is a staunch Hindu, and times discouraged at not seeing more refuses to read the Bible, but his little fruit ; yet taking a class in a school sister in school professes to believe in makes one ashamed of want of faith Christ, and often talks to her father of and ingratitude. Those who at the Him. beginning of the year hardly knew their A B C, can now read “the glad
Jamalpur. story of old,” and enjoy telling and The work at Jamalpur has grown singing of Jesus their Saviour. It is steadily during this year; the school the same in the Zenanas; many women has now eighty-six pupils, and Mrs. have during the year heard enough of Chalke has also been giving instrucGod's Word to know His plan of tions in sixteen Zenanas during the salvation. Let us pray that God by year. Satan has done his utmost to His Holy Spirit may finish the work hinder the work; the school was thus begun.
nearly emptied several times, but the In many, many villages both round
prayer of faith prevailed, and we Bhagulpur and Jamalpur, thousands believe that the Lord will greatly bless of women have heard the Gospel for the people there. As I have often the first time this year ; but there are said before, Jamalpur is a grand centre many millions in Behar yet untouched; for work : Miss Daeuble will tell you we are longing to go out to bring them something of the villages lying around also to the knowledge of their Saviour. it, but, alas ! one of us can only be We earnestly hope and pray that next there in the cold weather. Mrs. cold weather the Society will send us Chalke needs help sadly; we need two two new ladies to take up this most ladies to live there and take up the important work among the thousands work manfully. Who will come to of villages in Behar.
help us ? If time and space allowed, many Will all friends who have helped us details might be given of how the by their means, prayers, and efforts, school-children's influence is felt in accept our warmest thanks ? they are their homes. A blind boy in one of our truly upholding us and are strengthenZenanas, who used to be wild, naughty, ing our hands and hearts. and wicked, is now a new creature, Bhagulpur, Dec. 30th, 1893.
Small Pupils of Bhagulpur.
By Miss LAWRENCE.
I have been at Bhagalpur about six tumbling out of their mouths! They weeks, and I feel that in sending me have been taught, while reciting, to to this station the Lord has indeed take one another by the hand, or "crowned me with lovingkindness and to put their hands on each other's tender mercies."
shoulder, as if in earnest pleading. I have been to some of the schools As one watches the scene, many with Miss Haitz, and it has been thoughts come crowding into one's lovely to watch the chorus of eager mind; of her (dear Miss Pinniger) responses from the bright.eyed little who so loved the little ones, and whose Bengalis, as she questioned them on a
last Christmas out here was spent in Bible story. The Hindustanis, too, amusing them, and who is now in Glory are dear little things, and it is a great awaiting them. Specially our thoughts pleasure to help them to spell out their rise to Him Who died for them; and “First book.”
instinctively the prayer comesOn Friday, December 22nd, we had “ In the Kingdom of Thy grace, our school-treat and prize-giving.
Grant these little ones a place. Gaily covered tables, spread with par- But now the visitors have arrived cels of every description and colour, and it is time for the prize-giving, so sent by friends at home, are carried the children are collected on the terout to the stone terrace in front of the
race, and after the group has been house. About two o'clock we hear photographed, and some hymns sung, the hum of little voices, and are greeted and a wee girlie of about three years on going out to meet them with bright old has recited, Mrs. Badcock, our smiles of welcome. How readily they Judge's wife, gives the prizes. Mrs. enter into English games, and how Quinn, our Commissioner's wife, had they enjoy chasing each other! The
promised to come, but owing to her Hindustanis having walked, arrive husband having met with a serious first; most of the Bengalis, in various accident some days previously, she conveyances, appear rather later. was unable to do so. Each child re
What wonderful costumes they ceived some gist : the Hindustanis, wear! Some have queer hats with skirts, jackets, dolls; the Bengalis, feather trimmings, others frocks of bags, well stocked with bright wools, green and pink brocade, or a terra. needles, canvas, cottons, &c., dolls, cotta bodice with a green sari, or a and all sorts of little things, and each black and green satin frock! And child had two oranges. Some of the now a group has gathered round three English people in the station were Bengali girls who, under the direction present, and several expressed great of their teacher, are reciting a con- interest in the proceedings. There versation about the religion of Jesus. were also some Brahmo ladies with
How fast the words come, almost us, one of whom has been a pupil of
Miss Haitz for five years; and there were two “purdah ladies ”– Bengalis, dressed in very rich saris of violet and pale-blue silk.
The following evening we gave our teachers a dinner ; they looked such a picturesque group sitting on the floor in our dining-room with their bright chaddars. Miss Haitz, Miss Daeuble, and I sat at a table in the corner of the room, but partook of the same native fare. We then adjourned to another room, where we sat round the bright log fire, and sang hymns, and partook of tea and native sweetmeats. Then came the event of the evening—the bran-pie. It was amusing to see how gingerly the children put their hands into the bran ; though all seemed to enjoy pulling out the presents.
Christmas Day in Bhagulpur. On Christmas Day, we went early to service at the Mission Church. The singing was very bright.' It seemed wonderful to me to be singing, “ Hark! the Herald Angels sing,” in Urdu, and to realise that at last the hope of years was fulfilled, and I was really partak. ing of the Holy Communion with an Indian congregation, united in Him, “Who hath made of one blood all nations upon earth.” The Christmas service was a very happy one. English service was at noon, and our hearts were cheered with the message, “Arise, shine, for thy light is come, and the glory of the Lord is risen upon thee."
In the afternoon we took a lovely walk, with the teachers, to a hill about
It is crowned by a
Mohammedan tomb, and from this one gets a lovely and far-reaching view. Below us, on one side, was a big tank, with a mosque on the opposite bank; on the other, a village nestled among the trees. Around us beautiful groups of fan-palms and thicker foliage; right away in the distance we saw the faint line of the river.
After tea, we walked down to the other side, and sat there watching the sunset, and singing bhajans; then in the glory of the sunset glow, we made our way home. The Bengali teachers had asked us to tiffin at two o'clock and we had found the table decorated, and a very tasty feast prepared ; all native food, but very nice. A quiet, pleasant evening at home ended a very happy Christmas Day.
If Christmas can be such a blessed day in this land, what must it be in the Glory-land: What praises must resound there! How our dear Miss Pinniger must be rejoicing this first Christmas in Glory ! The thought that such a saint of God has laboured here, makes this place holy ground.
To be sent to the station where she worked, to the people she loded so well, is to me a very great privilege, a very sacred thing. Oh, that the Lord would take of the Spirit that was upon her, and put it upon me, upon us here, in a very special way, for His glory's sake!
Pray much for us. We need your prayers, oh! so much. For myself I would ask that I may be able readily to understand and grasp the language, and that meanwhile, in my daily life, “ God in all things may be glorified through Jesus Christ our Lord.”
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