# The Lutheran Pioneer_St. Louis_1907_S30
# Machine transcription, uncorrected — CHI Digital Archive (demonstration)

30 The Lutheran Pioneer.

over him and his hairs stand on end.” Finally he
turned with the same question to an old man who
was wise and well instructed in the Word of God,
and he answered: “Sin. For if this enemy had not
first bound us with his chains, death and the devil
could have no power over us.” — C. W.

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Immanuel College Items.

The house which, according to a resolution of
the Synodical Conference, has been erected on the
College land for the director was on the first Sun-
day in March dedicated to the services for which it
was built. A few invited guests gathered with the
family in the spacious reception hall where Rev.
Prof. Wahlers conducted the service and delivered
an appropriate and impressive address. May it
always remind the inmates that it is but an ante-
chamber and a waiting room to the mansion made
without hands, eternal in ‘the heavens.

In proportion to the progress which the new
building is making towards completion the faces
of professors and students are brightening. While
much remains to be done, we expect with some de-
gree of certainty to hold dedicatory services on the
first Sunday in June. The Immanuel Conference,
which has not met since October, 1905, has been
invited to convene here, to participate in the dedi-
cation and to take in the commencement at the
same time.

It may be of interest to the readers of the
Pioneer to learn that two of the theological class

have delivered their first sermons. In the opinion .

of those who heard them “they quit themselves
like men.” One of them, upon invitation, has de-
livered addresses on the education of children, at
the closing exercises of public schools. Besides im-
parting useful knowledge to his hearers on a vital
subject he advertises both the church and our
schools.

For the third time the parochial school has
moved. It now occupies temporary quarters in the
dining room of the new building. Failing to secure
a teacher it is conducted -by students of the Semi-
nary and the Normal classes. ‘The attendance has
been and still is very. good. :

For a few hours every day, when the weather is
favorable, the college boys are improving the college
premises. Hills of accumulated dirt and sand are
gradually vanishing, ditches dug, walks and drives
Jaid out, and holes filled.

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Nor are the girls idle. They devote their spare
hours to sewing, laundry work, or to helping in
the kitehen and the dining room. No idlers are
tolerated.

May the blessing of the Lord abide on these
boys and girls and make them useful in Chureh
and State! N. J. B.

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Are Your Feet Untangled?

He was a little, old colored man, gray, and
black, and bent. With ax in hand he came to cut
a load of wood.

“What's your name?” I asked.

“Archie Brown, boss,” was the reply.

“Wow old are you?”

“Gwine on ecighty-fo’, sah.”

“Well, Uncle Archie, if the Lord were to call
you to go home this afternoon, would you be willing
to go?”

A thoughtful look swept over his face, and,
pushing his hat back, he leaned on his ax, chuckled
to himself, and said, “Boss, I’m just a-waitin’ as
God’s child wid my feet untangled.”

A few months later I heard that Uncle Archie
was dead, and I thought it must have been easy
for him to leave. His fect were not tangled in the
things of this world. — Lz.

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I Have the Peace.

A young lady was dying, and one Scripture
which she had often heard when in health came to
her at this time. -It was the word of the prophet
concerning the suffering Savior: “He was wounded
for our transgressions, He was bruised for our in-
iquities; the chastisement of our peace was upon
Him, and with His stripes we are healed.” She
was led by the Holy Spirit to trust for salvation in
Him of whom the prophet speaks, and thus to find
peace in Him.

A friend said to her one day, “You suffer much,
I fear.”

“Yes,” she said; and pointing to her hand, she
continued, “But there is no nail there. He had
the nails, [ have the peace.” Laying her hand on
her brow, she said, “There are no thorns here. He
had the thorns, I have the peace.” ‘Touching her
side, she said, “There is no spear here. He had
the spear, I have the peace.”

“Durty is ours, events are God’s.”