# The Lutheran Pioneer_St. Louis_1888_S18 # Machine transcription, uncorrected — CHI Digital Archive (demonstration) 18 The Lutheran Pioneer. A Red-Letter Day in the History of our Colored Mission. Such was the 2. Sunday after Easter, ap- pointed for the consecration of our new mission- chapel in the city of New Orleans. From Carrollton and the barracks, from the river-side and the wood-side, Lutherans and others poured into the newly constructed sanct- uary to offer up praises and thanksgivings to the Lord, Most High, for having permitted us to erect another house, where he will set up his tabernacle with men. The worshippers seated side by side, irrespective of color, race, or nationality, the assembly presented a lovely picture of the eternal temple in heaven, where the chosen ones of God from among all nations and kindred and tongues and people form one undivided countless congregation, making heaven eternally ring with their hosannas and hallelujahs. And when this mixed assembly united in singing that soul-stirring prayer: ‘Come, Holy Spirit, God and Lord! Be all thy graces now outpoured”’ (No. 38.), it was as though all hearts, uplifted to God, would per force rend the clouds, press into the immediate presence of Jehovah, and plead with him to let his glory dwell in our new house. Rt. Rev. T. Stiemke who had kindly con- sented to perform the consecration, having fin- ished the solemn exercises, Rev. N. J. Bakke delivered the consecration-sermon, based on Exod. 20, 24. An elaborate sermon it was, presenting the soul-saving truth in plain and forcible language, which could not be misunder- stood. And judging from the death-like silence and the attentive gaze of the vast assembly, in spite of its being most uncomfortably packed together, there were none. that failed to appre ciate the address. Besides Mr. Vix’s promis- ing gnd able young choir, which agreeably sur- prised all who had not before heard it, the well-trained and ever obliging choir of the German Zion Church, conducted by Mr. Huett- mann, rendered two beautiful and appropriate selections. The new building, to be known’as the Evan- gelical Lutheran Bethlehem Chapel, though not extravagant, is in every particular a neat one. It is provided with a vestibule and a little steeple, which with uplifted finger, as it were, points to heaven and invites all passers- by to step in and hear the glad tidings pro- claimed within its walls. ' We doubt not but that our colored fellow- men will appreciate the blessings so richly be- stowed upon them by the Lord. And the friends of our mission, we are confident, will not only continue their generous donations to- wards this excellent cause, but will double their contributions. If they have not gold they will send us their silver, if they have not ‘banknotes they will mail us their greenbacks, if they have not dollars they will contribute their halves and their quarters, if they have not these they will give us their dimes and their nickels, if they have not even that they will at any rate help us with their prayers (which are certainly not to be excluded by the others), and with God’s gracious assistance there shall be an enlistment and uprising of such an overwhelming army of soldiers of the cross, that it will strike terror to the ranks of old Satan, completely rout his hell-governed host, and defeat it beyond all possible recovery. The Lord of hosts be with us! The God of our strength contend for us! In His name we will set up our banners! And let all the world say Amen! A. B. o<=>e- oC Our Colored Mission at Springfield, Ills. We rejoice being able to'report that under the Divine blessing the Colored Mission at the above mentioned place is continually making satisfactory progress. The fourth Sunday in Lent was another day of great rejoicing for the mission. On that day the confirmation of six adults took place, the requisite instructions therefor having previously been imparted to them. The candidates for confirmation were Mr. and Mrs. Dulf, Mr. and Mrs. Williams, Miss Adelaide White and Miss M. Beverly. All made it apparent that they were completely in earnest and that the vow to be made was a matter of great seriousness to them. The ques- tions put to them were answered cheerfully with the greatest accuracy and readiness, which shows that the candidates were well grounded in the Biblical doctrines. So it can truly be said that they made a good public confession of their faith. Many of the Jarge audience present were extraordinarily surprised at the ready and cheerful answers given. Many ex- pressed their great astonishment and approba- tion. Rev. Prof. Wyneken of Concordia Sem- inary performed the rite of confirmation with the assistance of Rev. C.'W. Sapper of Bloom- ington, Ills., who had been specially invited to attend. Rev. G. Link of our German Lutheran congregation, at Springfield, also caused much joy by appearing. The auditory of the Sem- inary, in which the services are invariably held, was beautifully decorated and filled to overflowing. This was the first celebration of its kind in our midst, but God willing ere long another will take place there being still a greater number of candidates under tuition. In the evening the newly confirmed assembled at the residence of Rev. Prof. Wyneken, adopted a constitution and organized as the ‘‘ Holy Trinity congregation,” Springfield, Il]. From this brief report it will be seen that the mission in that part of the Lord’s vineyard is making good prog- ress and that the words of prophecy ‘My word shall not return unto me void”? is also there receiving its fulfilment. —r. ———~<—~+ oo + Lonaine desire prayeth always, though the tongue be silent. If thou art ever longing, thou art ever praying. When sleepeth prayer? When desire grows cold.— Augustine. A Swedish Noblewoman Missionary to Abyssinia. Gustafva von Platen, a pious young lady of the higher nobility in Sweden, married Missio- nary B. P. Lundahl, son of a village black- smith, who had been prepared for the work and sent out as a missionary to East Africa by the Fatherland Association. Missionary Lundahl first went to the Mission, and from there sent back to Sweden for his bride, who reached Abyssinia in 1869, eighteen months after her in- tended husband, and in company with eighteen other missionaries. By the time the new workers reached the mission station, Kunama, it was broken up and deserted. The friends then went back to the coast, and down to Massowa and Ambadaho, in Northern Abyssinia. There they found a summer resort, and there they celebrated the nuptials of Missionary Lundahl and Lady von Platen, in a low, dark grass-hut. The young wife entered the work with great zeal and discretion, and soon greatly endeared herself to the natives who frequented the mis- sion. She undertook a trip to Alexandria, at the close of 1872, to secure help; but on the way her first child was born, and she died on the Red Sea. Her remains were laid to rest in the desert at Ayun Musa, below the Palms of Elim. She was so greatly beloved by the natives that when Missionary Lundahl, who married again in 1875, took his wife among the sick Abyssinians of the Mission, one exlaimed, ‘‘Gustafva! Now we have our Gustafva back again!’’ Another said, ‘‘ We can never forget her!’’ A third, ‘“‘She will be in my memory forever!”’ She had not worked and died in vain. The wars between Egypt and Abyssinia made it im- possible to do anything among the heathen by preaching the Gospel. Missionary Lundahl, finding two missionaries murdered and their stations destroyed, started a school for heathen children—A byssinians especially—at Massowa, and his success has been so great that he has sent five young men from his school to Sweden for further instruction. Five of these East African youths have been trained at Stockholm, three of whom have returned to Abyssinia as evangelists among their own people. + om An unbeliever was lying on his deathbed. His unbelief was beginning to forsake him. His unbelieving associates, who crowded around his bed and were engaged in frivolous and triv- — ial talk, tried to cheer their companion up by calling to him: ‘‘ Hold on to the end; hold on, old friend !’’ ‘Alas,’’ cried the dying man, ‘‘how gladly would I hold on, if there was anything to which I could hold. But what have I?” Such is infidelity. a