The American Missionary — Volume 42, No. 08, August, 1888Various
Religion
The American Missionary — Volume 42, No. 08, August, 1888
Various
Congregational churches -- Missions -- Periodicals; Home missions -- Periodicals
A college commencement is a marked event to all parties concerned,
and a good sketch of such an occasion furnishes interesting reading
to a very wide circle. We call the attention of our patrons to the
reports we make of the anniversaries in our Southern institutions.
Some of these reports appeared in the last MISSIONARY, some will be
found in this number, and others will be given in the next.
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=THE SOUTH.=
*NOTES IN THE SADDLE.*
BY REV. C.J. RYDER, DISTRICT SECRETARY.
Orthodoxy and orthography are by no means inseparable, as the
following letter proves. Correct views of Divine Sovereignty and very
indifferent spelling may go together in the same epistle.
"Dear Miss ----
"Dear Teacher, I am so much Thank you for your kindness of the
medicine which you have sent to me yesterday, until I cannot express
my gladness and feeling unto you in this world, but I hope God will
take good care off you even on death if I never have the plegure of
seeing your good and happy looking face any more.
"Your medicine has help me demegiately as I have took it. I hope God
will ever to be with in your Jerney throught life in well doing."
This letter came from a young lad in one of the lower grades of
school work. He had been seriously sick for weeks, and the teacher
to whom he wrote sat with him and ministered to his comfort after
the weary hours of her school work were over. This lad appreciated
her self-forgetful kindness; his heart was touched, and as she left
the malarial atmosphere of this Southern country for brief rest in
her Northern home, this boy sent her this letter. His letter is
"phonetic" and of the individual type, but I venture that the
tearful prayer going up to God from his grateful, loving, simple
heart may reach the Father's ear, and bring down a blessing upon his
loving friend as "demegiately" as the rounded periods of learned
lips. He evidently is no dusky Claudius whose confession must be:
"My words fly up, my thoughts remain below;
Words without thoughts never to Heaven go."
"What a privilege it is to be prayed for by such confiding souls,"
said the teacher as she handed me this letter.
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