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in the Jewish l^nd. The commission will have to find out all about these things as well as many others and give reliable infor mation to the Jews all over the world. Upon their instructions the Jews will fully rely and will start, it is believed, an exten sive movement to enter the, promised land. The best mechanics, engineers, designers, and in fact the best minds of the Jewish people all over the world are to be engaged in making Palestine a model state. For this purpose money is being freely contributed by the Zionists to the Palestine restoration fund.—The Chosen People. A frica n H ym ns in F ran ce “To an old African missionary,” writes Rev. Edwin Lloyd, “it is very interesting to be a chaplain to Africans in France, and to be greeted in an African language as though one were in Bechuanaland, and to hear our native hymns sung, and the Word of God read and expounded in African languages. To me it was all very wonder ful.” Did our old missionaries Moffat, Price, Mackenzie and Good, ever dream that their hymns would be sung in France? Yet this is what has happened! M issions in th e T ren ch es That there is considerable religion in the trenches of Europe is a fact which we are coming to realize, but that this trench relig ion at times takes on a missionary aspect will surprise many. A missionary meeting in the trenches ! Speakers from the mis sionary front in Africa, China, India hold ing hardened soldiers spell-bound by their tales of spiritual victories among the non- Christian races of the world !—such things we had hardly thought possible. A missionary! from Papua, British New Guinea, has been giving lectures at the front on such topics as “Racial Problems in Relation to Christianity,” “Our Duty to the Weaker Races,” “The Ultimate Aim.” These lectures are followed by discussions ’often continuing far into the night.
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Into the garden the Father sent His children to work and play, And I labored there in glad content Till the close of the long, long day, For I found a spot that was wondrous fair; My little brown brother, he, too, was there. He had played there long before I came, And he loved the garden spot, but he/ Had no idea of the wealth and fame Of the wonderful garden I could forsee; And his ways were rude and his looks were wild, And he was not an attractive child. I bade him move to another place, For he was sadly in my way; And as my garden grew apace There was no spot for him to stay; And sometimes he wept and often he fought, For he was brave, but it mattered naught, For he was weak and I was strong, And at last he was quiet and out of sight. So I thought no more of the Child or wrong Till the Father called us home at night; Till the Father called and he answered not, This little brown brother that I forgot. And the Father asked me, “Where is he, Your little brown brother, that is my son? Why have you not shown the way to me, The pathway home, when day is done?” And I hid my face, and my eyes were dim, For I had-not a word to answer Him.— Selected.
A G ood Y ear The China Inland Mission reports 5,045 baptisms during 1917, exceeding the previ ous highest record by 28.
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