Collection › The Lutheran Pioneer (St. Louis) › Vol. 53 (1931) › Page 154

The Lutheran Pioneer St. Louis — 1931, Page 154

front matter 1 Page 1 Page 2 Page 3 Page 4 Page 5 Page 6 Page 7 Page 8 Page 9 Page 10 Page 11 Page 12 Page 13 Page 14 Page 15 Page 16 Page 17 Page 18 Page 19 Page 20 Page 21 Page 22 Page 23 Page 24 Page 25 Page 26 Page 27 Page 28 Page 29 Page 30 Page 31 Page 32 Page 33 Page 34 Page 35 Page 36 Page 36 Page 37 Page 38 Sheet 41 Page 40 Page 41 Page 42 Sheet 45 Page 44 Sheet 47 Page 46 Page 47 Page 48 Sheet 51 Page 50 Sheet 53 Page 52 Page 53 Sheet 56 Page 55 Page 56 Page 57 Page 58 Page 59 Page 60 Page 61 Sheet 64 Sheet 65 Page 64 Sheet 67 Sheet 68 Page 67 Sheet 70 Page 69 Page 70 Sheet 73 Page 72 Page 73 Page 74 Page 75 Page 76 Page 77 Page 18 Page 79 Page 80 Sheet 83 Page 82 Page 83 Sheet 86 Sheet 87 Page 86 Page 87 Page 88 Page 89 Page 30 Page 91 Page 92 Page 93 Page 94 Page 95 Page 96 Sheet 99 Page 98 Sheet 101 Sheet 102 Page 101 Sheet 104 Page 103 Page 104 Page 105 Page 106 Page 107 Page 108 Page 109 Page 110 Page 111 Sheet 114 Sheet 115 Page 114 Page 115 Page 116 Page 117 Page 118 Page 119 Page 120 Sheet 123 Page 122 Sheet 125 Page 124 Page 125 Page 126 Page 127 Sheet 130 Sheet 131 Page 130 Page 131 Page 182 Page 133 Page 134 Sheet 137 Page 136 Page 137 Page 138 Page 139 Page 140 Page 141 Page 142 Page 143 Page 144 Sheet 147 Page 146 Page 147 Page 148 Page 149 Sheet 152 Page 151 Page 152 Page 153 Page 154 Page 155 Page 156 Page 157 Page 158 Page 159 Page 160 Sheet 163 Sheet 164 Page 163 Page 164 Sheet 167 Sheet 168 Page 167 Page 168 Page 169 Page 170 Page 171 Page 172 Page 173 Page 174 Page 175 Page 176 Sheet 179 Page 178 Page 179 Page 180 Page 181 Page 182 Page 183 Page 184 Page 185 Page 186 Page 187 Page 188 Page 189 Page 190 Page 191 Page 192

Concordia Seminary Library, St. Louis (scholar.csl.edu/lutheran_pioneer/53)

⤓ Download page image (full resolution)

Transcription machine transcription, uncorrected

⤓ Download .txt · copy text

154

THE LUTHERAN PIONEER.

way human are interested in babies. We looked for
the newcomer, which was not so easy because the
house had no windows. Coming in from the glaring
Indian sun outside, we could see nothing for a few
minutes. Then the first object I noticed was a
woman sitting on the floor holding the tiny three-
day-old infant on her lap. Behind her in a corner
was the mother lying on a heap of straw and rags.
After talking to her for a few minutes and asking
about hers and the child’s welfare, we left the room
and sat down on the veranda floor. We noticed a hole
in the outside wall of the house; so we asked about
it by way of starting a conversation. They told us
that one night, when the master of the house was
sleeping on the veranda, he felt something crawl
over his chest. He soon discovered that it was
a cobra, a very venomous snake, which is considered

Street in Ambur.

holy and even worshiped as a god by some Hindus.
On that account it was allowed to enter the hole un-
disturbed, where it remained for several days. If the
thing had bitten somebody, nobody would have
dared to harm it. Poor, blind, superstitious people !
Here was a good opportunity to tell about the true

God, ete.
, Working Under Difficulties.

We had just time to go to one more house: How-
ever, we could not accomplish anything there be-
cause the man of the house became angry when we
started to talk to the women. The women became
frightened, and so we thought it best to go, hoping
to find more willing hearers next time.

The above account is a fair example of what we
encounter day after day. Sometimes we find willing
hearers, but just as often we speak to deaf ears. But
even though that happens at times, we should not
Jose courage; for some day we shall reap without
end. So much remains to be done yet.

A Wedding Among the Iravars.

One of our Lutheran teachers in our Alleppey
mission-school, Devidas by name, came to me re-
cently and informed me of his intention to marry
and at the same time requested me to preach a ser-
mon and perform the ceremony. Devidas is a young
man from Shertallay. He is one of the few converts
to our mission in that city. He comes from a real
Hindu family. His father and brother were only
recently baptized into our Chureh.

On his father’s property our mission has a small
pandal, a hut made of the leaves of the palm-tree,
where the members of his family are weekly in-
structed in the ways of the Lord. Besides one other
youth no one except strangers and stragglers come
to hear the Word of God proclaimed. In fact, the
entire neighborhood is very much opposed to our
teaching there, and that family has occasionally been
subjected to milder forms of persecution. Even
Devidas’s own mother is opposed to our Chureh.
When this man was teaching in our school, he would
regularly ask the missionary whether his mother was
coming to the services. One time he was told that
she had been present, whereupon he told us that he
had informed her he would not come again until she
should attend instruction. This young man himself
was baptized and confirmed by Rev. Zorn.

After Devidas had received further religious
training, it was thought he would make a good can-
didate for our Bible class in Trivandrum, and it was
decided to send him there to study to be a catechist.
Since Trivandrum was so far away from home, the
young man thought it best to get married before he
left for his training. Upon asking several questions
concerning his bride, I was told that he was marry-
ing a heathen girl, and in reply to my inquiry he
explained : “Love had begun before conversion.” He
further informed me that his bride-to-be was
a teacher in a government school, and though she
was a heathen, she was not opposed to Christianity ;
in fact, she desired to study to become a Christian.
Since her father was opposed to Christianity, she
could not study at home; but as she would be going
to Trivandrum, she would find many opportunities
there to hear and study the Word.

The wedding was to take place at Devidas’s
house at two o’clock in the afternoon. It was ten
minutes before the hour when we came upon the
procession, making its way toward his house, five
miles away. As usual, the groom was garlanded and
was accompanied by a group of friends who formed