# The Lutheran Pioneer_St. Louis_1909_S55
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The Lutheran Pioneer. 5d

NOTES.

New Laporurs. — Four of this year’s graduates
of our seminaries have been called to labor in our
missions among the colored people —two in New

Orleans and two in the North Carolina mission

field.

Wuar tin Cotorep Prorty Neep. — A writer
in an Mpiscopal church paper says: “We believe
that the ‘liturgical form of worship is what the
colored people most need; and that can be given
them by our Church, for we have a sound liturgy.”
A rather strange belief! It is the Lutheran Church
that has a sound Scriptural liturgy; but Lutherans
are not so foolish as to believe that the salvation
of the colored race is to be found in a liturgy. The
colored people need the same that all other people
need. ‘hey need churches and Christian schools
in which God’s Word is preached and taught in its
purity. ‘That is what the Lutheran Church gives
them in its mission work. Would to God all our
church members would see the great opportunity
offered them and would show more active interest
in this glorious work.

An Oxp Compiarn'r.—In an exchange com-
plaint is made that “some pastors show little in-
terest in the general work of the Church outside of
their own congregations.” ‘That is an old complaint.
The Rev. Paul Henkel, a pioneer in the home mis-
sion field of the Lutheran Church, says in his re-
port submitted to his synod in the year 1806: “It
is a pity that learned and otherwise upright men,
who are faithful and useful in their calling, and
who labor diligently in their congregations, have
so little inclination to do something for the general
furtherance of the Church.”

A Prayine Cutnp’s Expertence.— The fol-
lowing story from life was reported under date of
Pittsburg, Pa., April 18: Miriam Sawyers, nine
years old, was kneeling in front of her bed and,
glancing down, saw a man’s feet protruding. She
did not scream or become excited, but slowly fin-
ished her prayer. Then she told the man, who was
a burglar, to come out. “You wouldn’t hurt a
little praying girl, would you?” she asked him.
“No,” the man answered; “you need not be afraid.
Just show me the way out.” Dressed in her white
night dress, the child went with him to the front
door. He bade her a hurried good-night and started

on a run down the street. No attempt was made to
catch him. Several “jimmies,” or burglar’s tools,
were found under the bed in Miriam’s room.

Crry Missions. — Most interesting and encour-
aging missionary news is found in the annual re-
ports of our Lutheran city missionaries, who labor
with untiring zeal and great self-denial in the large
mission fields of our great cities, bringing the mes-
sage of peace and salvation to sin-burdened, troubled
souls and words of comfort and cheer to sorrowing
hearts. Such an annual report we recently received,
telling of the blessed work done in the city mission
at Milwaukee. ‘The missionary has had access to
all the public institutions of that large city and in
many of them held services regularly, which were
well attended and proved a blessing to many souls.
The missionary ministered also privately to many
alllicted, sick, and dying persons, and his Gospel
message brought comfort and salvation to many a
poor soul. Our city missionaries are indeed doing
a blessed work, and those who take no interest -in
such work might find it hard to answer “The Mas-
ter’s Questions” found in the following lines recently
sent to us by one of our readers:

Have you looked for the sheep in the desert,
For those who have missed their way?

Ifave you been in the dark, dark places,
Where the lost and wandering stray?

Ifave you folded home to your bosom
The trembling, neglected lamb,

And taught to the little lost one
The heavenly Shepherd’s name?

Ilave you carried the living Water

To the parched and thirsty soul?

Have you said to the sick and wounded,
“Christ Jesus makes thee whole”?

Have you stood by the sad and weary,
To smooth the pillow of death, os
To comfort the sorrow-stricken,

And strengthen the feeble faith?

Have you wept with the broken-hearted
In their agony of woe?

Have you guided the tottering footsteps
‘To the land where God’s children go?

The Widow’s Mite.

A collector for missions called on a rich friend

for a contribution.

‘yes, I must give my mite,” said the rich man. | _
“Do you mean the widow's mite?” asked the

collector.