# The Lutheran Pioneer_St. Louis_1927_S125
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THE LUTHERAN PIONEER.

can to provide this promising field with a whole-time
worker. Possibly a student could be secured, who
could then work under the supervision of Super-
intendent Wind.

Help Needed. — When Dr. Nau made an appeal,
about a year ago, for the support of a young man
who wished to prepare for the ministry, the response
was most gratifying. Now, the editor knows that
he cannot make so strong an appeal as did Dr. Nau,
but for all that he feels himself compelled to say
that just now there are no less than six students
who are more or less dependent upon the help of
the friends of our Negro Missions if they are to
complete their studies and become workers among
their people, who so greatly need their services.
Dear reader, will you not contribute a gift-to the
Colored Students’ Fund and in this way help that
our blessed Savior’s name may be glorified?
give you the willingness and the ability to do so!

Springfield, Ill.— The Christian day-school of
our mission in Springfield has been giving such good
promises of success that the Mission Board has felt
encouraged to grant this station a student for the
coming year who is to devote his whole strength to
the school.

Good for Dixie! — We are pleased to hear that
the Dixie District of the Walther League, at its
recent convention in Birmingham, Ala., pledged to
give its financial support to the work which our
Missionary Weeke is doing among the invalid col-
ored ex-soldiers at Tuskegee. .

Fiftieth Anniversary. — Our Colored Missions
celebrate their Golden Jubilee this year. October 16
has been decided upon as the Anniversary Sunday,
this being the Sunday nearest the date when, fifty
years ago, Rev. Doescher was commissioned for the
work which has now reached such great dimensions.
Rey. Doescher was our first missionary among the
freedmen. To increase your interest in the anniver-
sary, get and read Drewes’s Half a Century of
Lutheranism Among Our Colored People.

The Heart Makes the Wish. — Two little Indian
boys, to whom the missionary, going back and forth
across the plains on his errands of love, was a fa-
_ miliar figure, were talking the other day as to what
they would like to be and do when they were men.
One exclaimed: “I wish to be a preacher. Then
T’d go and tell everybody all the good things
‘I know.” The other hesitated for a while. It
_ seemed: to him the very best wish had been made.

But suddenly his face‘brightened, and his shrill little
: voice Tang out with a note of triumph: “I wish I

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could be a horse and bugey I’d carry the preacher

to tell the good things.” Those who heard it didn’t
laugh. They knew the earnestness of the heart
from which it had come—a heart willing to be
anything or do anything so that the “good things”
might “go” to others, —willing to be even the
preacher’s horse and buggy if he could not be a
preacher.

Self-Denial. — While a wealthy Christian woman
was speaking to a friend, a fine, powerful automobile
rushed by them. As they watched it disappear over
the hill, the woman remarked to her companion:
“Tf I didn’t believe in missions, I would have had
a touring car of my own long ago.” How different
from the coterie of women in New York who are
spending lavish sums on dog parties and idle sense-
less things, while the very babies in the cities in
which they live die of hunger and neglect. — Sel.

Keeping Good News. — A Christian woman of
Foochow, China, when in England, visited a cathe-
dral. Noticing the date upon the oldest part of the
building, she exclaimed, “What? Do you mean to
say you were Christians all those years, and you
never told me?” Is it any wonder she asked the
question ? — Ram’s Horn.

Quarter ‘Century in Africa. —It is twenty-two
years since I went to Central Africa. There were,
when we landed, no beasts of burden. There was
no written language, and there were no teachers.
The people knew no God, no fear of God, and no
word for God. We use the word Creator now. They
had only fetishes from their witch doctors. One
African had a big fetish, which, he said, would
protect him from the arrows. I looked at it and
then took up a bow and fitted an arrow to it and
walked away to a little distance, when I turned and
pointed it at him. He said, “White man, what are
you going to do?” I said, “Let’s-try and see
whether the fetish will protect you from the arrow.”
He answered, “O no, white man, let’s not try!” —
Dr. Jos. Clark.

Thousand Christless Villages. — The mission-
aries are often asked if the hardest thing in our
lives is not the separation from our children. That
is very hard, but we know it must be, and we leave
our children in God’s hands, knowing He will care
for them. No, that is not the hardest thing. To
stand in place and know that for a thousand miles
in every direction there are countless villages and
millions of people who have never heard of God.
and never may; to know that it is impossible for
us to spread the good news over all that territory, —
that is the hardest thing a missionary has to bear.—
Dr. Jos. Clark.