# The Lutheran Pioneer_St. Louis_1930_S9 # Machine transcription, uncorrected — CHI Digital Archive (demonstration) THE LUTHERAN PIONEER. York, and seemingly has not much love lost for Jimmy. He was brought up by his grandmother in Meherrin and has apparently not seen many good days. Food was never overabundant in those parts of old Virginny, and beans and fatback were too heavy for James when he was a small boy. His physical growth has been stunted. But he has a clever head on his frail body. And in that head there are two eyes as clear and sparkling as crystals. And under that old, but clean, though sometimes torn, shirt, size sixteen, beats a heart that knows its Savior and loves Him. Friends, here are two boys worthy of your loving consideration. Immanuel Lutheran College, Greensboro, N. C. H. Nav. The Great Need of Medical Missionaries. We read in a recent issue of the Lutheran Wit- ness that after years of praying and waiting our mission in India is going to have a female medical doctor in the person of Miss Bohnsack, M. D., who sailed for India on Thanksgiving Day. How great the need is for medical missionaries the kind reader may learn from the following items : — “In a Korean mission hospital I saw a girl of sixteen with a frightfully swollen jaw. It was caused by a native doctor’s piercing it with a big flat needle to drive out a demon that had made the tooth to ache. The needle, being the same with which he had been piercing all manner of tumors and ulcers, of course infected the jaw, causing ex- treme agony, and resulting in necrosis of the jaw- bone, a considerable part of which our doctor told me he would have to remove. In the same hospital I found a young man suffering tortures with his leg, which the native doctor had pierced to expel the demon and from which our doctor was preparing to remove several inches of dead bone. This piercing is a common medical practise in the Far East, and those two patients represent tens of thousands who at’ this hour are being tortured and maimed and many of them killed, poor victims of heathen super- stition. Some of the native modes of treating various common female troubles are frightful and agonizing beyond expression.” (Smith, “The Desire of all Nations.”) The same writer reports the following: “Sitting one day in a little mud hut in Equatorial “Africa, far from any doctor or hospital, I saw a curious ob- ject coming down the long path on three feet, with the strangest mixture of a hobble, a hop, and a crawl that I ever beheld. As it drew slowly nearer, I saw it was a native woman in the prime of life, of good figure and kindly face, going on both hands and one foot, while one leg seemed crooked and helpless. The moment she came up to us, she rolled over on her side and lay there flat on the ground, exhausted. We found that on the soft underside of the knee, where every move would be torture, was one of those terrible African ulcers, as large as one’s whole hand, covered with a plaster of earth nearly an inch thick, a heathen medical treatment. I can never forget the eager eyes of mingled pain and hope she turned “up to us from the ground. Nor can I forget how the hope died out and only the pain remained as we told her we could do nothing. After panting a while on the ground, she rolled over on her face, lifted herself on her hands and one foot, and started her agonizing crawl back to her little mud hut, possibly a mile away, there to die a lingering painful death of something that medical treatment could cure. Such cases I could multiply indefinitely. The pang of them remains with me.” Why is it that Christian young men and women, trained for medical and nursing service and not held in this country by any sort of providential circumstances, stay in this country with its thou- sands of doctors and nurses and hospitals and turn a deaf ear to the dire and distressing needs of the non-Christian world? How do they explain their action to the Lord of Love, whose disciples they claim to be? F.J.L. ~