# The Lutheran Pioneer_St. Louis_1906_S44 # Machine transcription, uncorrected — CHI Digital Archive (demonstration) 44. $200.00. Being now free and earning wages, she paid back half the amount. At eighteen, she married a colored man by the name of Ferguson. She became mother of two children; but her husband and children soon died, and thus again she was left alone in the world. She now turned her attention to baking and selling sweet-cakes, in which she excelled, having among her customers many first-class citizens. Her place of business was near the City Hall in New York. Katy being a child of sorrow, was thus trained by the Master for an important work. She saw around her poor and neglected children. These she gathered on Sunday to her humble home on Warren Street, and she taught them the way of life, giving also each one a sweet-cake as a token of her love. This woman could not read; but she had an ex- cellent knowledge of the Bible and of the way of salvation. This she got chiefly from the Rev. Dr. Mason and the sainted Isabella Graham. When the younger Dr. Mason was ministering in his new church, on Murray Street, his attention was called to the work of this poor colored woman. The next Sunday he called on Katy while her school was in session. “What are you about here, Katy?” said the Doctor. “Keeping school on Sunday?” Katy was alarmed at the question, taking it as a rebuke from her pastor. But he did not leave her long in trouble. “This must not be, Katy,” said he. “You must not be allowed to do all this work alone.” The next Sunday Katy’s mission school was moved to the basement of the Murray Street church and its work was much enlarged. Many ministers and laymen traced their early religious impressions to the teaching they received in that Sunday school, founded by this simple col- ored woman, who was born a slave, who could not read, and who pursued a humble calling. She died in faith and in peace, about the age of seventy-five. Her last words were, “All’s well.” It is proper to add that in her declining years, and while suffering with the dreadful disease of cholera, Katy never lacked attention and the comforts of life. Friends remembered her and furnished the necessary means. Arthur Tappan, the merchant philanthropist, had her likeness taken, and kept it suspended in his office. Tf a poor, illiterate colored woman could do so much for Christ, should it not encourage others in better position to work for the Savior and the spread of His kingdom? ———o--- The Lutheran Pioneer. Footprints. “What is that, father?” asked Benny. “Tt is a footprint, my son, and is a sign that some one came into our front garden last night.” “Tt must be,” replied Benny, “for there could not be a footprint unless somebody had been there to make it.” “That is true, Benny; and now show me some of the footprints of the Creator.” “T don’t understand you, father,” Benny said. “Well, who made all these beautiful flowers, these splendid trees, the clouds up in the sky, the great round earth with its mountains and valleys and lakes and rivers? Who set the sun flaming in the heavens, and the bright moon, and the glitter- ing stars?” “Oh, God, to be sure.” “Then all these things are but footprints of the Creator; they are the sign that there is a Creator. See this plant that I hold — man could never have made it! See all the glistening grass, hear all the chirping birds — man did not nor could not make them! «God made them, and they are all ‘footprints’ reminding us of the power, and wisdom, and good- ness of God the Father Almighty, Maker of heaven and earth. Do you understand?” - “Yes, father, I understand very well now, and I thank you for teaching me that lesson. It makes me think of a Bible passage which we recently learned in school : “