# The Lutheran Pioneer_St. Louis_1911_S21
# Machine transcription, uncorrected — CHI Digital Archive (demonstration)

The Lutheran Pioneer. DF |

Then she put out the light and lay down in bed.
Truly, she did trust the Lord.
After a while the man came out from under the

bed. He spoke to her, telling her not to be fright-
ened. THe said: “L came to rob you; but after

the words you have read, and the prayers you have
offered, nothing on earth would induce me to hurt
you, or touch a thing in this house. [ shall now
leave, but first ask you to give me the book out of

Ingratitude to Parents.

There once was a father who gave up everything
to his children —his house, his field, his goods —
and expected that for this act his children would
support him. But after he had been some time
with his eldest son, the latter grew tired of him
amd said to him, “Father, I have had a son born
to me this night. and where your arm-chair stands

Rev. C. F. Drewes, Seeretary.
Mr. IL. I. Doederlein, Treasurer.
Rev. IL. Meyer, Chairman.

Prof. G. Mezger.

Rev. L. A. Wisler, Gayer Stullo, St. Louls.
Rey. W. Hallerberg, Corresp. Secretary.

The Mission Board for our Colored Missions.

which you read. I never heard such words before.”
She gave him the book, and he left the house. The
woman then fell asleep, and rested sweetly till
morning.

The lady never heard of the thief until years
after. At the meeting of a Bible Society in a town
in England, after several ministers had spoken, a
man who sold and gave away Bibles for the society
arose, and told the story of the lady and the robber.
He concluded by saying: “I was that robber.” ‘This
Christian woman was present, and thereupon arose
and said: “Its all true; I am the lady.”

Inth. Child's Paper.

we must put the cradle. Would you not rather go
to brother John, who has a larger room?”

After he had been some time with the second
son, he also grew tired of him, and said, “Father,
you like a warm room, and that hurts my head.
Will you not go to my brother, the baker?” ‘The
futher went, and after he had been some time with
the third son, he also found the parent troublesome,
and said to him, “Father, the people run in and
out here as if if were a pigeon-coop, and you can-
not take your noon-day nap. Would you not be
better off at my sister Kate’s, near the town wall?”

The old man noticed how the wind blew, and