The Lutheran Pioneer St. Louis — 1919, Page 93

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The Lutheran Pioneer.

93

and reminded me of the time when they used. ‘to
call us around here the “old-clothes Christians”
and our religion the “old-clothes religion.” But
we didn’t mind that, for we enjoyed both the re-
ligion and the old clothes. And we wouldn’t mind
having some more old clothes this winter, even if
they did call us “old-clothes Christians” when we
wore them. —I thank all the white Lutherans for
coming and working among us colored people. May
God bless you all! Mary A. DosweEtt.

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with its regular visits, reminds the recipient every
time of the thought and friendship of the sender.
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that it would be read by a number of people if it
were placed in the public library of your town
and especially in the waiting-rooms of doctors and
dentists.

Polly’s Missionary Society.

There wasn’t any missionary society at all at
Stubbs Corners. There wasn’t anybody who cared
about little heathen children except Polly Griggs.
She had been visiting Aunt Lorena in the city and
heard a real, live missionary talk, and. she cared.
But Polly was only a little girl. What could she do?

“Never mind, Polly, dear,” Aunt Lorena said.
“Couldn’t you start a little girl society yourself?”

“Vl try anyway,” said Polly.

When she returned home, Polly asked the girls

- to come and talk it over, so they met in the front

yard.

“You see,” began Polly, “there are lots of little
heathen children who haven’t ever heard about
Jesus. Isn’t that dreadful?”

By doing so ~

“Yes, it is,’ the girls said. “But how are we
going to help it, Polly Griggs?”

“Send some one to tell them,” said Polly
promptly. “I am going myself as soon as I’m
big enough, but I can’t wait for that. There are
other people, who will go now if we save up money
to send them.”

“Oh, Polly,” said Sue, “we don’t have enough.”

Polly counted upon her fingers: “There are
peanuts and candy and chewing gum we needn’t
buy. Oh, we can save a lot if we try.”

After that seven little red-apple banks began
to get the pennies instead of the corner grocery
store man.

“Where are we going to send our missionary ?”

Please help!

Susie asked one day as she and Polly sat in the
back garden. ;

Polly brought out some papers. “Here are some
stories about children that need them. We can read
up and see who need ours the most. Couldn’t we
have a society and read them out loud?”

Pretty soon Stubbs Corners had a missionary
society, just a little girls’ society; but they read
so much and saved so many pennies that the big
folks began to think they would better do some-
thing too. So they also began to read and save,
till, pretty soon, Stubbs Corners’ big folks and little
folks really sent a missionary *way off to the heathen
in Africa.

“And it was all because you cared, Polly Griggs,”
said Aunt Lorena.

“And tried,” said Polly. “But it was because
everybody helped, so that our society has been a
success.” — Michigan Christian Advocate.