The Lutheran Pioneer St. Louis — 1909, Page 14

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- The Lutheran Pioneer.

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well, to do many kinds of housework, to be tidy and

pleasant-mannered. Now her face is bright with

smiles; she is clean, plump, and well clothed.
Selected.

North Carolina Notes.

Hardly had the last items gone to press when
interesting news of our Charlotte district reached
us. It is of especial interest as it is an observation
and not so much a report of the pastor in charge,
thereby showing how our work. appears to others.

Permit us to “show you around” on the first
Sunday in that pleasant city of Charlotte among
our work in. the Colored field. In the morning,
under a beaming sun, we walk out to Meyersville,
a suburb of Charlotte. Here in a little chapel
Teacher Carter, of Concord (student of theology
at present), preached for Rev. McDavid. The at-
tendance is good, and a look around shows many
signs of activity and growth. By natural power
of locomotion we are again in Charlotte at, three
in the afternoon to attend Sunday school. The at-
tendance here is exceptionally good, about 280 per-
sons gathering on this occasion.

At the evening service we are witnesses to a
baptism, confirmation, and administration of the
Lord’s Supper. Three are baptized and six con-
firmed. The answers to the questions come readily
and with earnestness. ‘Teacher Carter again
preaches, and Rev. McDavid delivers the confes-
sional address, whereupon the newly confirmed and
other guests at the Lord’s table partake of His
Body and Blood.

May the Lord’s protecting and prospering hand
be .upon the missionary, his helper, and his
charge ! —

In Greensboro things have taken on a different
aspect. Christmas was celebrated in the usual way
at Immanuel College, a special children’s service
of the parochial school in connection with the col-
lege under the lead of Teacher Read and Miss Sut-
ton being the chief object of interest. The program
interchanged with “speeches,” catechisations, and
songs on the Savior’s birth.

On the Sunday after Christmas a colored
“Tiydia” with her whole house was baptized and
confirmed. ic

During the week the pastors and teachers in
the field held their regular midwinter conference.
These meetings are not only of value for the in-

struction received thereby, but for one who is sepa-

rated from kith and kin it is also a pleasure to be
with those who are his brethren in the Lord. May
conference ever serve that twofold end!

A special joy fell to the lot of the professors
at Immanuel College when, on January 10, the
new professor, Rev. J. Ph. Schmidt, formerly at
Concord, N. C., was installed. For most of the
members the burden will be considerably lighter
now. But while we rejoice, we must implore the
Lord that He may speedily refill the now vacant
charge at Concord, for which Prof. Schmidt will
still care until a pastor can be found for the place.
While Immanuel College has gained, we must not
overlook the fact that the entire field outside of the
institution has but two ministers, and that five
vacant charges are cared for by these ministers and
the Faculty of Immanuel College. H. G.

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Honor Thy Father.

Once upon a time there lived an old man who
was so very old that he could hardly walk. His
knees shook under him; he could see little and
hear less, and he had lost all his teeth.

When he sat at the table, he could hardly hold
the spoon; he spilled the soup on the tablecloth,
and some of it ran out of the corners of his mouth.
This made his son and his daughter-in-law, with
whom he lived, very much ashamed of him; so they
put the old man in a corner by the stove, gave him
his food in an earthen bowl, and would not let him
come to the table. He looked at them sadly as they
ate their dinner, but he did not complain.

One day his trembling fingers let the bowl fall
to the floor, and it was broken. His daughter-in-law
scolded him for it. He made no answer and only
sighed. Then they bought him a cheap wooden
bowl and made him eat out of that.

A few days after this they found their little son
trying to whittle something out of a piece of wood.

“What are you doing, my boy?” asked the father.

“T om making a bowl for mother and you to eat
out of when you grow old like grandpa.”

The man and his wife looked at each other in
silence, and then their eyes filled with tears.

- After that the old grandfather always ate at the
table and was never scolded when he spilled his
soup. — Church Notes.

Farr clings to the Word alone, not to sight,
signs, and feelings. — Luther.