# The Lutheran Pioneer_St. Louis_1932_S42 # Machine transcription, uncorrected — CHI Digital Archive (demonstration) 42 THE LUTHERAN PIONEER would have a splendid opportunity to erect a me- morial for them by presenting our orphans at Shih- nan with a real home and school. How we long to see the day when we shall be permitted to dedicate our new institution! St. Louis, Mo., January 22, 1932. FREDERICK BRanp. Present-Day Frontiers. The frontier still exists in the sense that there are people in our country living in the pioneering stage. But the frontier can no longer be measured in terms of geography, as was the case a few decades ago. Frontier areas may be found not far from our great industrial centers in the East just as surely as they are found in our Far Western States. The frontier must be measured in terms of human need, in terms of isolated and spiritually neglected com- munities and neighborhoods. Such may be found not far from our own churches, urban and rural. This is a significant fact that is not realized by our pastors and their members as it should be. Can- vasses, systematic surveys, made by our members would reveal conditions in this respect that would astound many among us and probably would awaken them to action. A missionary in one of our Western States may find himself fifty miles from a- railroad, with no house, no church, and possibly no roads. His neigh- bors will be homesteaders who live in sod houses. The people may have to drive fifty, sixty, and more miles to take their crops to a railroad station. In the long winter months they must live in loneliness and face sickness and death without a doctor. - One A Frontier Parsonage. A Frontier Logging-Camp in California. such missionary, in the course of his first year, established stations twenty-five and thirty miles apart, either in schoolhouses or ranch-houses. At his first service he had eighteen persons in atten- dance and twelve of these had come from twenty to fifty miles. That was a frontier! But here is another case. There is a town in the hard-coal region of Pennsylvania. The town has five thousand inhabitants. When the missionary came there, the town had no church, no resident physician, and no sewers. All the sewage ran into open gutters. The teacher of one of the lower grades had a hundred children; other grades were also overcrowded. Here was a frontier of human need ! Another case. There is a section in the cut-over territory bordering on the Great Lakes covering seven townships and having a population of about 1,820: In this district there is not a single church. North of this section there is another one consisting of fifteen villages and hamlets and a number of log- ging-camps. The population is about 5,900. In this whole territory there are three churches, and these are for Indians on the two Indian reservations located in the territory. This, too, is a frontier! One more case. Dilapidated, unpainted, unfinished, and wretchedly furnished homes greet the home missionary as he comes to a village in the Great Smoky Mountains of Tennessee. Illiteracy is general in the com- munity. The school term is very short. The people live isolated lives and have few friendly contacts. The roads are impassable. Health conditions are most primitive; igno- rance of the very first rules of hygiene, no doctors, broken-down, overworked mothers, whisky, snuff, and itch. No play-life for the children and youth, no social life for the