The Lutheran Pioneer St. Louis — 1933, Page 47

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THE LUTHERAN PIONEER

curse if she ever dared to think of joining the
Christians. The poor girl turned away in silent
sorrow, but in her little closet she would still read
her dear book and never tire of it.

A year later the mother had to leave home on
pressing family business. Before she came back,
the father was laid up with a violent sickness. The
dear girl sat day and night by the father’s side, not
only nursing his sick body, but also speaking to him
lovingly of that sweet Savior whom her soul so
dearly loved. Her little Testament in hand, she
proved to him that Jesus was the Messiah, who had
suffered and died for sinners, and with her eyes
full of tears she cried out: “Beloved father, accept
Him as your Savior. Say that he is your Redeemer;
and if you should be called away, we shall meet
again in that glorious place where He lives.”

At length the eyes of the dying Jew were opened.
He beheld the Lamb of God bearing the sins of the
world; he called upon His name and found peace.
The dear Hebrew maiden had the unspeakable hap-
piness to see her father die in peace, freely confess-
ing that he trusted entirely in the grace of the Lord
Jesus Christ, although it was not until the twelfth
hour of his life that he learned to know His name.

The mother soon returned, not knowing of the
great change that had taken place in the mind of
her departed husband. When the news broke upon
her that he had died a Christian, she was thunder-
struck. Her fury knew no bounds. She and the
Jews who assembled around her fell upon the poor,
helpless child and so ill-treated her that she sank
and fainted. But in the midst of much bitter per-
secution she proved faithful to the truth contained
in her New Testament.

All at once the maiden was gone. Her mother
said that she had been sent to distant relatives to
be cured of her foolish notions. Six weeks later,
however, the girl turned up in the public streets,
but in what a state! Her clothes torn and filthy,
her hair hanging down wildly over her face and
shoulders, her hands and feet bleeding, she ran
through the streets crying for help. A crowd soon
gathered. The poor girl said that she had been
locked up in a cellar all the time, and her mother
having in a fit of passion threatened to murder her,
she had, after a fearful struggle, made her escape.
The police shielded her from further assault. She
was taken to Warsaw, the capital of Poland and
after a course of instruction made a public. profes-
sion of Christ and was baptized. May our faithful
God keep her in true faith unto life everlasting!

: R. A. B.

Great Utterances of a Great Missionary.

We give our readers a few sayings of that great
missionary pioneer David Livingstone: —

“Anywhere, provided it be forward.”

“Fear God and work hard.”

“TI will place no value on anything I have or may
possess except in relation to the kingdom of God.”

“The end of the geographical feat is the begin-
ning of the missionary enterprise.”

David Livingstone.

“God had an only Son, and He was a missionary
and a physician. A poor imitation of Him I am or
wish to be.”

“TI go back to Africa to make an open path for
commerce and Christianity; do you carry out the
work which I have begun. I leave it with you.”

“Nothing earthly will make me give up my work
in despair.”

“My Jesus, my King, my Lord, my All, I again
dedicate my whole self to Thee.”

“All I can add in my loneliness is, May Heayen’s
richest blessings come down on every one — Amer-
ican, English, or Turk — who will help to heal this
open sore of the world.”