# The Lutheran Pioneer_St. Louis_1891_S15 # Machine transcription, uncorrected — CHI Digital Archive (demonstration) = The Lutheran Pioneer. Katy Ferguson and her Sunday-school. | tion and the comforts of life. Masters of vessels on the ocean, merchants absorbed in business It can do no harm, it may do some good, | remembered Katy, and furnished the necessary to recall the name and work of poor Katy|means. Arthur Tappan, the merchant philan- Ferguson, a colored woman, who died of cholera, thropist, had her likeness taken, and kept it July 11, 1854. The account is taken from | suspended in his office. Benson Lossing’s history of the woman, as pub-| As I said, at the beginning, the above is lished some years ago. condensed from Benson Lossing, the historian, Katy was born a slave, on board a ship, | It may be old to some, but it will be new to during its passage from Norfolk, Va., to New|others. The argument is: If a poor, illiterate, York. At that time, 1779, slavery was legal-| colored woman, born a slave, could do much ized in New York. When. Katy was eight|for Christ, should it not encourage others in years old she and her mother were sold into| better positions to imitate her example? >, bondage. The mother soon died, leaving Katy without a known relative in the world. Her his pitiful cries and groaning. All at once those standing at his bedside noticed that he became quiet and appeared to be in a very thoughtful mood. After spending a half hour in quietness, he asked to see a minister of the Gospel. His desire was granted and when the pastor came, Romming began to cry out: ‘‘Oh, my sins! They are so great that I can not atone for them. Many thousand of God’s creatures have I tortured to death, and now I feel in my own body what a cruel, hard- hearted man I have been! Oh, tell me, dear pastor, tell me how I can atone for my sins! Had I been a thief, or an incendiary, or a slanderer, I could perhaps make good the in- —_——s +o oe oe new mistress took her frequently to the elder How God punished Sin. jury I had done. But how shall I ever be able Mason’s church. At sixteen she became a . . to restore to life one of the many innocent member. About this time a benevolent lady, Romming was the son of a farmer who lived | creatures I have murdered. Oh, to whom with the assistance of the late Dr. Bethune’s| in Northern Germany. From early childhood father, bought Katy’s freedom for the sum |he showed a very cruel spirit. It always gave of $200. Being now free and earning wages, him the greatest pleasure to torture and torment she refunded one-half the amount. innocent creatures. To catch young sparrows At eighteen she married Mr. Ferguson, a and to torture them slowly to death, to pull colored man, and she became mother of two|0f the wings of bugs and flies, to cut worms children. Her husband and children died, and |i2 two, and to treat in like manner all barm- thus again she was left alone in the world. less creatures that came within his reach, was She now turned her attention to baking and | bis greatest delight. . selling sweet cakes, in which she excelled, re-| He always kept his pockets full of stones so ceiving the patronage of first-class citizens. | that whenever he came TE OCI sheep Her place of business was near the City Hall|or ® horse ora dog, he might have the great in New York. fun to make them limp or run or howl. I Katy being a child of sorrow, was thus|imagine, too, that every creature in the neigh- trained by the Master for an important work. borhood knew this cruel-hearted boy and would She saw around her poor and neglected chil- avoid him wherever they could. If he could dren. These gathered on Sunday to her humble | catch a cat, that creature would be very fort- home on Warren street, and she taught them | unate if it escaped without having its ears or the way of life, giving each one a sweet-cake |its feet or its tail cut off, Or without having as a token of her love. This woman could not | boiling water poured over its body. And the read. Her knowledge of the Bible was ob- little birds, that sing 80 sweetly every morning, tained chiefly from Dr. Mason and the sainted | Were sure to find in him their worstjenemy, Isabella Graham. He would rob their nests and kill their young. When the younger Dr. John M. Mason was| He was told again and again by his teachers ministering in his new church, on Murray | that nota single sparrow ever fell to the ground street, his attention was called to the work of | without God’s notice, and yet he kept up a this poor woman. The next Sunday he called | constant war against God’s creatures. He had on Katy while her school was in session. ‘‘What|no pity in his heart for the sufferings of any are you about here, Katy?” said the doctor, creature ; — he rather took a savage delight in “Keeping school on Sunday??? Katy was|seeing ‘suffering. The more the little birds alarmed at the question, taking it as a rebuke | struggled as he pulled out their feathers, the from her pastor for violating the Sunday. But] more the dogs and cats screamed and yelled as the doctor did not leave her long in trouble. | the cruel stones came fiying, the greater seemed “This must not be, Katy. You must not be | his pleasure. As Romming became older, he allowed to do all this work alone.” became less cruel—for he did not have as much On the next Sunday Katy’s school was moved | time to torment God's creatures as when he oe to the basement of the Murray Street church, | younger — but his cruel, unfeeling heart sti! its work enlarged, and Mr. Lossing says it re- remained unchanged. : ‘ Mains to-day as the first Sunday school in| He had engaged in the service of a eer- New York. ; brewer, and one day, as he was standing over Many ministers and laymen traced their}a large tub or vat, filled with pehtoe pees, early religious impressions to the simple, earnest his hat fell in. In trying to a it, i os Ching of this colored woman, who was born|his balance an‘ fell in; wane Py ca a: og * slave, who could not read, and who pursued | hold at the side with his hands, es mapeee an bumbl i ied July 11, 1854,| to save all but his two legs from the boiling ®bout th, ; aan es oie Her last words|beer. He cried loudly and pitifully for help, © age of seventy-five. 0 ted to the ee, “Alls well” Tein propor to add tat and al ite orssrresiaeitan tha er declining years, and while suffering with | house. Ais sibre could plainly hear readed disease, Katy never lacked atten- | agony. = shall I turn? To God I can not, for I have been fighting Him in that I have tortured to death the creatures He has made. They never harmed me and yet I took delight in seeing them suffer. I killed them and yet never de- rived any good from their death. Oh, how many of them might still be rejoicing in life had I not been so cruel!”’ The minister left Romming a while longer in his anguish and showed him how wicked it was to make God’s creatures suffer unnecessarily. While thus speaking with him, he noticed that Romming’s two legs were turning black. A doctor was called and both legs had to he taken off in order to prevent death from gangrene. Now his fear and anguish became still greater and he felt as if God intended to make him suffer for the evil he had done. Had it not been for the minister, who spoke words of for- giveness and comfort out of the Holy Book, he might have become insane by his anguish and remorse. Romming became well again, but lived as a cripple for 25 years, —he lived as an example to others to show how God punishes sin. To every boy he met, he said: ‘Be merciful to God's creatures.’’—Selected. s+ oo > oe A Holy Fear. A king of Hungary, who was sad and pensive, was once rallied by his gay and courtier-like brother, who asked the cause of his ‘‘gloom.’’ On replying that he felt himself a great sinner and unready to appear before God, his brother made a jest of it. The king made no reply; but in the dead of night (according to the custom in case of persons appointed to imme- diate death), he sent an executioner to sound a trumpet before his brother's door. On hear- ing it, and seeing the messenger of death, he sprang into the king’s presence, imploring to be told wherein he had offended. ‘Alas! brother, you have never offended me. But if the sight of my executioner is so dreadful to you, shall not I, who have greatly offended Christ, fear to be brought before His judgment seat?”