I like to visit the smaller churches as opportunity is given. Their zeal for the causes of humanity is often very intense and intelligent. Sometimes, too, their contributions are a surprise. I know a little country church in Ohio that one day raised forty-six dollars when only forty-five persons were present. It was ten miles by stage from the railroad. Now another gratifying surprise: out of that little flock several people are planning to go to the Northampton meeting. I also know a church of foreigners, ninety-seven in membership, that raised forty-seven dollars and fifty cents for our work in an evening collection, or about fifty cents _per capita_. Awhile ago these foreigners were a part of our _City_ problem. By the grace of God, they are now out of the equation, and themselves, in turn, become helpers in solving that other more extensive problem, of the races in the South. Such things as these encourage us. * * * * * The Chicago Theological Seminary is desirous of completing its files of the AMERICAN MISSIONARY for binding. The numbers missing are: February, 1887, October and November, 1871, January, 1862, November, 1861, the first six months of 1858, and all the numbers for 1857. If any one has any of these magazines that he would like to give to the Seminary, he will confer a favor by sending them direct to L.A. Allesbrooke, 45 Warren Ave., Chicago, Ill. The South ========= Out To Rockhold, Ky. -------------------- Prof. R.C. Hitchcock I wanted to see the people and especially the church and Sunday-school at this outpost. Now one can go out there by rail, but that is prosaic. It is not apostolic; those apostles tied on their sandals, girt up their garments and walked. But I found I couldn't do that way, for there was the big Cumberland to cross and several creeks, not to speak of "runs," "branches" and mud-holes. The circuit riders? Yes, they went on horseback; that must be my way, so I consulted Brother Tupper and he borrowed Mr. Perkins's horse, noted as being an easy-going roadster. Easy? Well, I do suppose the horse was all right, but I must indulge in one groan. It was a long time since I had been on horseback. I wanted to go to the stable to get on, but the young man insisted on bringing the steed down to the hotel as soon as he had his feed, and in due time he came, a tall fellow, and I doubted my ability to get my foot up to that stirrup, and somewhat whether I could boost myself over into the saddle if I did; so I quietly and gently coaxed him up to the piazza and actually succeeded the first time trying. How many of the gentlemen, sitting in their Sunday best on the piazza, smiled, I do not know--I didn't dare to look. I know I sat up ever so stiff and tried to look just as if I had been a circuit rider for forty years or so.