- ing, "Leave your spear." The next canoe
load that followed I turned the hippopotamus over to, and then they began with their long knives to cut it up and fight over it. I went into the tent and told Mr. Lapsley that we were saved. It was no surprize to that servant of God. He was so near to the Master always that he believed He would save us.—William Sheppard, "Student Volunteer Movement," 1906.
(1742)
KOREA, WORK AMONG WOMEN IN
As I was going along a country road one
day, I saw a woman going along with a hoe,
and behind her was a man with a burden on
his back; and this burden, as we drew closer,
we saw to be the form of a baby. It was
wrapt up according to the custom. They
climbed the hill and put the burden on the
ground, and the mother threw herself upon
the dead form of the child and cried out her
broken heart, while the father began to dig
the grave. We tried to comfort her the best
we could, but her grief seemed too deep,
and she did not understand that Christ was
the only one who could comfort her. The
following Sunday I saw in our meeting one
of our women who had been a Christian only
about six months, a woman who had been
told by her neighbors that if she became a
Christian a very dangerous spirit would
haunt her and bring calamity to her. She
did not falter, but by and by her only child,
a little girl, whom she dearly loved, was
taken from her. This Sunday, as she stood
with the tears streaming down her face, she
told how the beautiful little girl had died,
but that she did not grieve so much, because,
as she said, "I am going to meet her there
with Jesus." I could not but think of that
other woman whom I saw heart-broken on
the mountain-side just a few days before.—Lulu
E. Frey, "Student Volunteer Movement,"
1906.
(1743)
See Daughter's Estimated.
Korean, The, as a Giver—See Generosity.
L
LABELS, MISLEADING
Not long ago this country woke up to the
fact that with a good deal of our canned
food we were not getting just what the
colored label on the outside of the can led
us to suppose. It was a shocking disillusionment
to find that the label showed luscious
peach jelly, when the inside of the can contained
only some nicely prepared and flavored
gelatine, quite innocent of any relation to
peaches. The country at once had indigestion,
and passed laws to keep the peaches and
the labels in the neighborhood of the same
can.
The labels on persons are also misleading, because one can see the label but not always the real person. The titles and degrees are supposed to be descriptive of the owner's brains, and sometimes they are; but they are not always accurate, and they never make brains. A university might confer a B.A. or an LL.D. on a lineal descendant of Balaam's beast of burden, and yet it would not make him wise.—James M. Stifler, "The Fighting Saint."
(1744)
See Envy Gratified; New, The.
LABOR
This song of labor is by Caroline A. Lord:
They are working, beneath the sun,
In its red-hot, blinding glare,
In the dust from the toiling teams,
In the noise of the thoroughfare
See them swing and bend, far down to the end
With the rhythm of the strokes they bear.
The cords of the sinewy arms
Stand out like the cable's twist;
No blow shall miss and no stroke shall fail
From the grasp of the brawny fist,
As the shoulder swings when the pickax rings
And the hand springs firm from the wrist.
Let the feet of the dainty shod
Pass by on the other side,
Where the youth of the slender back and limb
Stands watching—the listless-eyed;
While with sweat and with pain and the long day's strain
These toil—and are satisfied.
(1745)
