its head above its troubles, and its eyes open, and never goes back if any good is to be gained by going forward, and we were not going to prove unworthy of the trust reposed in us as its representative. we struggled through, and leaving the hill difficulty behind, soon found ourselves in the roadway singing softly in our heart.

"We'll stand the storm, it won't be long,

We'll anchor by-and-by."

So

And anchor we did in the "Fair haven" of a corner room in our Swedish church, where we found Miss Sandberg in the midst of nearly thirty children, most of them girls, and some of whom had come several miles, walking all the way. Wouldn't we have been ashamed had we gone back? These young people are called Happy Workers" and deserve the name. We found them busy as bees, and sunshiny as June, and learned the secret of their presence and happiness when we discovered that more than a score of them were truly Christians and were working for and with Jesus. Most of them are already members of the church.

Towards evening of the same day we visited with Miss Sandberg the homes of some of the poor Scandinavian people on her field to whom she has ministered, and still does minister, in things temporal and spirit. ual. I saw those whose bodies had been clothed, and beds of sick ones over which had been thrown warm coverings which had come to Miss Sandberg in boxes and barrels from Mission Branches ard Bands.

We saw the Bible opened, and the whole family gathered about the missionary as she read and explained, sang and prayed the Gospel of Our Lord Jesus Christ. We noted smiles on the faces and tears in the eyes of those who welcomed her coming, and were impressed with her teachings. In a very poor home, where for long years the husband and father has been a drunkard, a burden, and a disgrace, we heard the grateful testimony of the now happy wife, that owing to the faithful labors of our missionary, her husband had not only put away the intoxicating cup, but given himself to Christ, and was now seeking to provide for his family the comforts which he had always denied them. We would be glad to mention details, but must not take the space necessary to do so.

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A treat was in store for us in the evening, when again braving the storm which grew more furious, we were permitted to look into the faces of about fifty children belonging to the Industrial School connected with the Swedish Mission on the South side, which Miss Sandberg started about three years ago. have seen references, from time to time, to the growth of this mission. It has been adopted by the First Swedish Baptist Church, and a very neat chapel is in process of erection and will soon house the Sunday and Industrial schools which have outgrown the old store-room in which they have been held.

The occasion which drew these children together on this stormy evening was an entertainment pro vided by the Scandinavian W. C. T. U., of Minneapolis. The exercises of the evening were pleasant, and the children were evidently very happy. Among them were two little girls to whom the writer has often referred in public addresses, and this is their story:

Somewhat more than a year ago, there came to Castle Garden among many other immigrants, a woman and her four children, two boys and two

girls. Miss Johnson, our missionary at Castle Garden, met her, found her somewhat fearful and troubled, said what she could to comfort and help her, told her of the friend of the friendless, and gave her a New Testament, urging her to read it, and put her trust in Jesus. Afterwards Miss Sandberg met the two little girls on the streets in Minneapolis, stopped to speak with them, went with them to their home, found their mother heartsick and homesick in this land of strangers, sat down by her side to cheer and help her, invited the children to the Industrial and Sunday schools, and the mother to attend the services of the church. The mother is now a member of the Swedish Baptist Church, and her children are taught and trained for Christian usefulness in these schools. This family is but one of many of whom like sketches could be written, and there would be very many more were there more missionaries doing such work as is done by Misses Johnson and Sandberg, and there would be more such missionaries were there more women in our churches who realized the importance of sending them forth, and were will ing to contribute toward their support.

And now just a word concerning St. Paul and our work there. We spent several hours in the family of Rev. John Ongman, Pastor of the Swedish Baptist Church, and were glad to learn that there had been a precious in-gathering of souls there during the winter, and were refreshed by his sanguine expecta tions that we are on the eve of a wide-spread and glorious revival in our churches. He told us of several hundred men recently from Sweden, who were now living in tents in the neighborhood of the new stock yards, and we were pleased to know that Mr. Ongman and his people were awake to the opportunity, and were already holding Gospel services among them. By and-by these men will bring to them in this land the families they have left in Sweden, and a Swedish settlement will take the place of the camp. Then there will be need among them for the work of Christian women.

On Arlington Hill, St. Paul, the population is almost whole Swedish, there being about four hundred families of this nationality in that locality. Truly the field is large, and the opportunity glorious. Shall we seize it, or let it pass?

We found the people, among whom Miss Venny Schelin has labored, very much attached to her and greatly desiring her return. It may not be known to all the readers of the MONTHLY that impaired health compelled Miss Schelin to leave her work at St. Paul and return to Sweden; but we are happy to learn that she is growing stronger and hopes to return during the summer. in the mean while Chrestin Wenlund, who graduated from the Training school in December, is doing what she can to supply Miss Schelin's place. As she has but just begun her work we can make no report of it at present, but know her to be a true daughter of the king, earnestly desiring to serve Him, and trust that she will prove a minister of mercy to many of her country people who are making homes in our land. May we righly interpret the purpose of God in this flocking of the nations to America.

Cast thy bread upon the waters,
Sow thy seed o'er all the sod;
By the hand of sons and daughters,
Sow this continent for God.

Help us to sow, Oh, Lord, for thee,
From North to South, from sea to sea;
Where'er a heart or home may be,
And reap a continent for Thee.

M. G. B.