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The Lutheran Pioneer St. Louis — 1909, Page 69
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The Lutheran Pioneer.
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bread and three cents for the heathen.” How was
I to get rid of that? I thought I would change it
to four for the heathen and three for gingerbread.
Nobody could complain of that. Then I thought
of the other boys who would be sure to ask: “How
many cents have you got to spend?” and I should
be ashamed if I had only three cents. I wished
mother had given me six cents or eight cents. Then
[ could have divided it evenly, but now I did not
know what to do.
I got to Mrs. Farris’s house and went in.
member just how I felt. IT thought:
I re-
“T might as
well drop all seven cents in, and then there will be
And so I did.
no trouble.”
After that I was well satisfied with what I had
done, but about noon I began to be hungry. I kept
shy of the gingerbread stand. I went off where
the soldiers were having their dinner, and wished
somebody would throw me a bone.
I’stood it without a mouthful till four o’clock,
and then started for home. As I reached home,
I cried, “I am as hungry as a bear; I have not
eaten a mouthful all day.”
“Why, Cyrus, where is the money I gave you?”
asked mother.
“Mother,” said I, “you did not give it to me
right. If you had given me six or eight cents, I
could have divided it; but I couldn’t divide seven
cents, and so I put it all in the missionary box.”
Mother kissed her little boy and gave him a
good supper.
Bardo, the First Mongolian Convert.
Missionaries have often labored for years in a
heathen land before they saw any idolater turn
unto the Lord. And, oh, how their hearts rejoiced
over their first convert!
This was also the experience of the laborers
among the Mongolian Tartars. Years passed away,
and no one had come to them to learn the way of
salvation. é
At length a youth named Bardo came to the .
mission school. He did not know even the letters
of the alphabet; but he soon got on, and in a short
time he could read and write very nicely, and had
On the River Jordan in Palestine.
also committed to memory a catechism and many
passages of Scripture.
‘He then gave up the worship of the heathen
gods, and told the children of the family with whom
he lived that he now believed there was only one
God and one Savior, Jesus Christ.
From this time on he led a Christian life and
also confessed his faith in the true God. When
mixing with his own people, he told them of the
salvation he had found, and invited them to come
and hear the Gospel for themselves, lest they, trust-
ing in gods that could not save them, should perish
forever. :
But they would not listen to him and tried in
many ways to bring him back to’ the worship of
heathen gods. ‘The Tartars place their idols on
a table opposite the door of their tent, and every