The American Missionary — Volume 43, No. 05, May, 1889Various
Religion
The American Missionary — Volume 43, No. 05, May, 1889
Various
Congregational churches -- Missions -- Periodicals; Home missions -- Periodicals
talked to me, and prayed for me, and made the way of life and salvation
seem so plain and simple that it was not long before I accepted the Lord
Jesus as my Saviour.
My heart overflows with gratitude to that Christian lady whenever I
think of my conversion. There is no favor which one person can do for
another so great as that of leading him to Christ.
Soon after I was converted I felt inclined to enter the ministry, and
was advised to go to Talladega College and there take a theological
course. I wanted to go but did not see any way to get there, to say
nothing of how I was to stay there, but a lady from the North had been
visiting one of our lady teachers at Mobile, and heard me deliver an
oration in a prize contest. She said she liked it, and after she went
back home she sent me $25 to help me in my education. I had been praying
that a way might open for me to go to Talladega, and I felt that the $25
came in answer to prayer. I used up the money in getting ready and in
going to Talladega. I wrote Dr. G.W. Andrews, who has for a number of
years been instructor in theology there, that I was anxious to go and
enter his department, but I had no money, and he wrote me, if I had
money enough to get there, to come on. Thank God that I went, and that a
way was provided for me to stay there and finish the course of study;
and now I am out in the ministry and trying to do something for Him who
has so wonderfully led me and blessed me.
* * * * *
THE INDIANS.
* * * * *
PERILS OF MISSIONARY LIFE.
Rev. T.L. Riggs, our missionary at Oahe, Dakota, thus describes the loss
of a team and the peril of his fellow missionary, Rev. J.F. Cross:
"I wished to cross my team on the ice to the west side of the Missouri
and keep it there for use during the breaking up of the river. Being
very busy with some writing, I asked Mr. Cross to take my team over when
he started to return to the White River, sending a man with him. Mr.
Cross's team went over safely, but mine, which Mr. Cross himself was
driving, broke through and were drowned, in spite of every effort of the
two men. Mr. Cross had a narrow escape. He managed to save the wagon,
but the horses went down with harness on as they were driven. Mr. Cross
took the loss so to heart, that together with the strain and agony of
the moment, it quite prostrated him. He started for White River in a day
or two after, though I felt that he was hardly fit to go."
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FIRST FRUITS.
REV. C.L. HALL, FORT BERTHOLD, DAK.
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