Morning Calm v.4 no.36(1893 Jun.)

THE MORNING CALM. ________________________________________ NO. 36, VOL. IV.] JUNE 1893. [PRICE 1d. ________________________________________ The Bishop's Letter. CHEMULPO: February 1893. DEAR FRIENDS, During this month we have all been in winter quarters, working steadily, and with few, if any, interruptions. The winter in Corea has been severe, and accounts from all the coast ports of China tell the same tale. They have even had frost at Hong Kong. But, in spite of 24°, and occasionally 30°, of frost, and more snow than usual, we have had glorious weather. The health of our large family is, I am glad to report, good, and, from all I can hear, our new-comers are getting through their first winter without any mishap. The Chinese New Year fell, this year, about the middle of the month, and so we had a week's holiday from our teachers, who cannot be induced to leave their homes at that season. Mr. Trollope and Mr. Fox, of the English Consular Service, took advantage of this to go on a walking tour to Syong-to, the old capital of Corea. This is sure to be followed by a letter, which will, no doubt, find its way into Morning Calm, accompanied, I hope, by some photographs. Syong-to lies about 60 miles N.W.of Seoul, and, on all accounts, is an interesting place to visit. There is one event of importance to record- the purchase of another house in Chemulpó. The Coreans have for some time been building on the east and north slopes of the hill on the summit of which St. Luke's Hospital stands. They already come close to us. To the south and through the south to the west and north-west the land is owned by foreigners. We were gradually being hemmed in. The ground on which the hospital is built being required for the medical work, there was no possibility of developing the Mission in this direction. In view, therefore, of the native work which I hope will soon be begun in Chemulpó, I bought, last month, a newly-built Corean house, which is separated from the hospital by only the width of the roadway. This house will be suitable for all kinds of purposes. Either the doctor can live here (and Dr. Landis' present quarters are very small), or it can be used as a convalescent hospital, where his discharged patients can be brought under   78 THE MORNING CALM. ________________________________________ religious influences when we are so fortunate as to obtain a resident missionary who can speak to them. Or, if we wish to open a day school, it will serve that purpose admirably. Or, again, we can use it as a small orphanage. But you will gather, and rightly, that it is because I seem to see some of these open-ings in a not remote future that I have bought the house now. Later on I might not have been able to buy it at all, and the work when it was ready to be opened up would have been stifled for want of space. The ground on which St. Michael's stands, though not 100 yards from the hospital, is, nevertheless, in the foreign settlement, and our knowledge of the people tells us that they will not yet come over from the native town to our European surroundings. No ; the development of the St. Michael's ground for native purposes will come by-and-bye, when, in God's good time, we have got the patients or the children or the orphans to understand and to trust us better. But I have more to tell you than that the house is bought. We have actually an orphan boy living in it, in charge of a trustworthy coolie. He is a poor child, about six years old, without father or mother. The mother was a patient of Dr. Landis, to whom, before she died, she entrusted the boy. He feels, therefore, that he cannot cast him adrift. But the gift of an orphan boy so old, before we are ready to give him Christian instruction, is a great responsibility. We have, however, to accept it, and must not only feed and clothe him, but give him instruction of some kind. As soon as the New Year's holidays are over, we shall provide him with a Corean teacher, and I hope to get two more little boys to keep him company (during working hours) in learning his letters. "One swallow does not make a summer.” But I think that one orphan makes an orphanage, and certainly three pupils make a school. You will not be surprised, therefore, to learn that I have availed myself of this opportunity to satisfy the desire of my young friends at home, and have bought the house with money partly supplied by the Children's Fund and partly by the Education Fund. The rest has been provided by Dr. Landis from his fees ; for, as I said above, this house may one day be useful in supplementing the work of St. Luke's Hospital. You will be glad to hear of this tiny beginning, which has come, I sometimes think, a little too soon, because we are still at school ourselves, and not yet in a position to teach. But it has come without our seeking, and, please God, it will lead to greater things one day. You have now something more to pray for, and, so much   THE MORNING CALM. 79________________________________________ has God wrought for us hitherto in answer to your prayers, I know I shall not ask for those prayers in vain on behalf of this new venture of faith. Before closing my letter, I am glad to be able to tell you that Dr. Landis has been made the medical officer of the Corean Customs Service in Chemulpó. His duties will in no way in-terfere with his work in the hospital. His sphere of influence will, indeed, be greatly extended by this fresh responsibility. Praying God to bless you, I am, yours affectionately,

• C. J. CORFE.

Note. ANY readers of Morning Calm who have not yet received a copy of the second Annual Report, may have one by applying to Mr. H. Harvey, 125 Vassall Road, S.W. Correspondence. “SEOUL, March 1, 1893. “I went last Saturday to see the king go in procession from his palace to offer sacrifice at a tablet house of his ancestors, and though this is no uncommon spectacle here, yet, as I think no full account of such a procession has appeared in the Morning Calm, perhaps your readers may like an account of it as it struck me on seeing it for the first time. "On Friday, crossing South Street, on my way to Nak Tong, I noticed the people very busy clearing away all the small stalls on either side of the road ; filling up ruts and generally clearing up, as the king was next day to pass by that way. So having ascertained that he would probably be seen at about 1.30 P.M., I started out, after tiffin, to enjoy the sight. South Street is a broad thoroughfare, about a mile in length, leading from the south gate northward to the big bell in the centre of the town, which is rung every evening before the closing of the city gates. I found the street filled with crowds of people waiting for the coming of the king, and looking cleaner and brighter than usual, as the Corean New Year's Day had fallen the week before, when everyone had put on new clothes, those of the children being, in many cases, of silk and every colour of the rainbow. Walking slowly through the crowd, which was most good humoured and orderly, I met several court officials being carried on chairs to the tablet house   80 THE MORNING CALM. ________________________________________ to prepare for the king. These were splendidly dressed, with wonderful caps on, made of plates of gold. At the great bell I came upon the first picket of Corean cavalry. Tiny little, scraggy Corean ponies which were, by-and-bye, to be bestridden by huge Coreans, wearing the strangest helmets and mail armour, evidently very old, and something like one sees in pictures of the troops of Genghis Khan. Going on up East Street, the principal thoroughfare of the city, I found it all filled with soldiers of every description. The infantry, shabby-looking fellows in black uniform bound with red braid, and armed with muskets which I should think were absolutely useless. Mingled with these were old world archers, pikemen, banners, and more and more cavalry, looking just as if they were mustering for some vast pantomime. On reaching Palace Street, which runs northward at right angles to East Street, right up to the palace gates, and is about 250 yards broad, the scene was really very fine. The wide space was filled with troops and sightseers, and occasionally enlivened still further by some grandee carried by his retainers. "One of them was so splendid I thought he must be the king at last, but my ideas of royal magnificence had soon to be much amplified. In Palace Street I met Mr. Davies, and we walked together back again towards the bell, near which, as the troops were beginning to mount and get ready for the king's approach, we took up our position. Just opposite us a most extraordinary cavalry officer was posted, mounted on the tiniest little pony that incessantly neighed and jibbed. The officer seemed all head, for he had on the most enormous helmet of gilded chain armour, the sides of which came down to his waist-and no legs-for he was perched on so high a saddle that his feet did not reach below his pony's belly. He sat quite motionless, held on by two grooms, whilst a third led his pony. He had no bridle himself, but held in his right hand a white flag, the size of a pocket handkerchief, his arm being propped by a stick to keep it quite still and stiff. “And now, about 4 P.M., the procession began to move. Grandee after grandee, gorgeously dressed, in magnificent chairs, some on monocycles, machines moving on one wheel directly under the chair but very high and balanced by long bamboos supported by twelve or more men. Officers in all kinds of barbaric uniforms, some of them even quainter and stiffer than the one I have described. Troops upon troops of soldiers, palace servants, running along in white and delicately coloured flowing robes, giving quite the effect of a ballet to this part of the   THE MORNING CALM. 81________________________________________ scene; then a number of court eunuchs on horseback, magnifi-cently dressed ; cannons dragged along, and musicians with harps and all sorts of instruments on their backs ; and then, at length, the king, sitting crowned and motionless on a high and magnificent throne under a rich baldachino. Not one cheer from the crowd, not one sign of interest or even life on the King's features. It gave one the impression that it was all a dream-so much bewildering movement and no animation. Then came a lot more troops, and then on a scarcely less magnificent throne came the Crown Prince, then a few more grandees and troops, and then all was over. One felt quite dazed and giddy from watching the thousands pass. It left something of the impression of a Lord Mayor's show, only that it was much more extensive, and one remembered that this was not a yearly pageant, composed of hired people dressed up by a costumier, but the way in which the king always appears in public, and that the dresses were the actual court uniforms of their wearers and the arms those with which the soldiers actually proposed to fight if necessary. I was also struck by the absence of music, only a few drums and trumpets which, with their feeble sounds, seemed to accentuate the stillness. The crowd were well-behaved and seemed to enjoy the spectacle, but there was not the least excitement or enthusiasm. Almost all the equestrians were held on their ponies by their grooms, even many of the common soldiers sitting without bridles with their hands folded in their sleeves, jogging about like mounted Guy Fawkes. It was a wonderful sight and a wonderful contrast to the squalid daily life of the mass of the people in the wretched foetid alleys which practically make up the city. “F. W. DOXAT.”

NAK TONG, SEOUL: February 25, 1893. DEAR MR. EDITOR, I now venture to send a few lines direct to the pages of the Morning Calm. I have not had the privilege of doing so before. The reason, I suppose, is not altogether on account of my being too busy, but probably because I knew not exactly what to write about. The privilege, as well as the opportunity, of forwarding interesting matter to the Magazine, other than that which has already appeared in its pages, has not yet presented itself to me, for a very good reason-I am not a resident of long standing in the country, consequently my experience is next   82 THE MORNING CALM. ________________________________________ to nothing! I hope, therefore, you will frankly forgive me if the following should in any way trespass too much on your valuable space, and try the patience of your numerous readers. The Coreans have just now entered upon their new year (Feb. 11th was New Year's Day). It is, of course, the Chinese New Year as well ; it commences the same time as that of the Corean. The Chinese celebrated the day here with fireworks, &c., and there is a great display of Chinese flags about the city. How-ever, now is the time (as regards dress) to see the natives in their best and certainly cleanest state, for nearly everybody-from coolie to king-at this particular time makes his appearance in the streets gorgeously clad in new garments. People throng the principal thoroughfares, and everybody (except, perhaps, a few hard-working chiggy-coolies) seem idle, and likely to remain so for another fortnight or so. Undoubtedly now is the time to see white-robed Coreans in perfection ! It is a delightful sight to see a few thousand of Coreans gathered together on the top of some hill or piece of elevated ground, as I have seen them on one or two occasions, for there are not only white garments in the crowd, but red, pink, purple, and green, generally worn by boys and girls, relieve the monotony. Red and pink, I believe, show that the wearer is betrothed. Women parade the streets with large green overalls thrown over their heads, and most times the face is nearly hidden. New garments, however, are not only the fashionable things to note-it is the season for kite-flying and stone-fighting. One sees quite a number of kites in the air, and here and there in the streets crowds of boys, and also men, stand anxiously watching a conflict between two or more kites. Each man or boy (for men indulge in the game as well as boys) in the act of flying the kite tries to cut the string of the other kite with that of his own. When it falls to the ground a general rush is made to capture the kite, and, I believe, "finders are keepers." The big tree standing in our compound almost invariably man-ages to "find and keep" a kite entangled in its branches when attempting to pass over its top. I have seen nearly a score of kites securely fastened with yards of string to its branches at once ; it certainly gives a very ragged and forlorn appearance. I am afraid that I cannot give a better description of a stone-fight than that which has already appeared in the Morning Calm for January 1892 (No. 19, p. 7)--a remarkably graphic descript-tion from the pen of "the Corean correspondent to a Japan paper." I refer your readers to that number of the Magazine, as the details therein given seem to me to be most exact. Mr. Davies and I watched one or two of these skirmishes from a   THE MORNING CALM. 83________________________________________ short distance off, and on each occasion thousands of people had gathered to witness the same, and every now and then the crowd seem to get intensely excited as one side breaks and runs. Sometimes they have to fly into their houses, and it is very amus-ing to see people running through rice fields in order to get out of the way. It is, undoubtedly, very rough "horse play," and extremely dangerous, for “they charge upon each other as if in actual battle," and men are apt to get killed on the spot. We saw one or two of the wounded (having had their heads cut open) being attended to by some friends or relatives- they were trying to stop the blood, which was running down over the face freely, by dabbing the wound with a burning rag. This stone-fighting is a kind of public amusement which one is more likely to enjoy the better out of it than in it. Another royal process-sion takes place in the city to-day. These processions are "much of a muchness" ; after one or two has been seen the whole thing becomes stale and monotonous. However, they are very unique, and it is worth one's while to see them at least once or twice in a lifetime, especially when one has such a chance as we have. Believe me to remain, yours sincerely, J. W. HODGE. Association of Prayer and work for Corea. WE are desired by Miss M. Waters (Local Sec. at Great Yar-mouth) to draw attention to the fact that the Great Yarmouth sale of work has been postponed from April to the beginning of June. Contributions of work will therefore still be very gratefully received for sale at the Corean stalls, the proceeds of which will be given entirely to the Mission to Corea. The sum of ￡30 has just been received through Miss Trollope as the outcome of a sale recently held at Beckenham for the Mission. The General Secretary wishes to thank most heartily all whose labours helped to produce so successful a result. On Monday, May 8th, at 7 P.M., a Corean Missionary tea took place at Stoke Newington. Our ever-enthusiastic friends in that parish had decked the tables and the rooms most charmingly with the Imperial yellow, and all the proceedings were marked by a very inspiriting warmth and sociability. The General Secretary thanks the promoters of this gathering with especial gratitude, as by their kind invitation she herself had the unwonted pleasure of sharing in its enjoyment.   84 THE MORNING CALM. ________________________________________ An interesting collection of photographs sent from Corea, with descriptions written by the Bishop, have now been arranged in the Corean Album, which may be had on loan for meetings on application to Miss Eva Pennell, 4 Heavitree Park, Heavitree, Exeter (71/2d. in stamps, for postage, will always be welcomed with the application). M. M. CHAMBERS-HODGETTS, Gen. Sec. It is hoped that long before this Morning Calm is out all our County and Local Secretaries in England will have received their Annual Reports, and sent them out to their members and subscribers or donors. If any more copies are required, either on ordinary or on foreign paper, the General Secretary will be glad to supply them, and she will be very grateful if any member or subscriber or donor who, owing to change of address or any other cause, has not received his copy, will kindly apply to her or to the County or Local Secretary for it. ________________________________________ The Spirit of Missions. To his most beloved the Lord Bishop Daniel, Boniface, servant of the servants of God, sends love and salutation in Christ Jesus. It is a common thing with mankind, when any sorrow or calamity over-whelms them, to seek advice and consolation from those in whose wisdom and friendship they most confide. And so I, trusting in your well-approved fatherly wisdom and love, lay before you the distresses by which my mind is afflicted, and ask counsel and consolation. I have not only to contend, as the Apostle says, with fightings without and fears within, but also fightings within and fears without, especially from false priests and hypocrites who are both adversaries of God and lost to themselves, and seduce the people by various scandals and errors, saying unto them, Peace, peace ! when there is no peace. And so the seed of the Word, taken by us out of the store of the Catholic and Apostolic Church, and committed to us, is no sooner sown by us to the best of our ability than they come with tares, trying to choke it or make it degenerate into a noxious weed. Thus they do not water what we plant in order that it may grow, but rather try to pluck it up that it may wither, offering to the people and teaching new sects and divers kinds of error. Some of them abstained from meats, which God commanded to be received ; some live on honey and reject bread and other food. Some of them affirm (and this is by far the worst) that murderers and adulterers who persist in their crimes may yet become priests of God. . . . We, indeed, who need the protection of the Franks, cannot separate ourselves from the bodily communion of these men, according to the Holy Canon, saving that we have not communicated with them in the sacred solemnity of the Mass and the Holy Mysteries of our Lord's Body and Blood, and that we avoid their counsel and their company. If I do more and turn them out, they break forth with the pagans and become a reproach to the sons of the Church and a horrible impediment to the Gospel of the glory of Christ.   86 THE MORNING CALM. ________________________________________ For this cause, in order that I may without the loss of a single soul fulfil my course of ministry, I entreat your fatherly intercession before God, and beseech you that by His Holy Name you will intercede for us, that He, the Divine Consoler of the afflicted, will deign to rescue our souls safe and uninjured from amidst the perils which surround us. But again, I am fear-ful of incurring blame for the communion of them, for I remember how I promised at the time of my ordination to avoid the fellowship of such unless I could turn them into the true path. Vouchsafe of your fatherly care to help your sorrowful and doubting son, and tell him how to act. Moreover, I beg of you to give me one thing to console me under my sojourn in this distant land, if I may presume so far. It is that you will send me the Book of the Prophets which Abbat Winbert, of blessed memory, formerly my master, left behind him when he departed this life unto the Lord. It contains six prophets in one book, written in large and distinct characters. If you will grant this, you can give me no greater comfort for my old age. For I cannot get such a book here, and my old and failing eyesight will not let me read small letters all joined together. Moreover, I send you this letter by the priest, Forthere, with a little present in token of my love ; it is a chasuble, not made all of silk, but of goat's hair mixed ; and a towel for your feet. I have lately heard from a priest, who came into Germany from your diocese, of the blindness which has befallen you. But you, my lord, know better far than I who it is that spake, and by Whom he spake, “Whom the Lord loveth He chasteneth," and as the Psalmist says, “Many are the sor-rows of the just." You have, my father, the eyes by which God may be seen, and His angels, and the glorious joys of the Heavenly Jerusalem. And thus I confide in your wisdom, trusting that God has given you this blindness in order to perfect your virtues, that you may the better see with the eyes of the spirit, and desire those things which the Lord commands and loves, and so much the less regard the things of this world. For what are bodily eyes but sin's windows, through which we look out either upon sins or upon those who commit them, or worse still, take them into our own hearts. My earnest wish in Christ Jesus is that you may be well, and pray for me. Farewell.-Letter of S. Boniface, the Apostle of Germany, to Daniel, Bishop of Winchester. ________________________________________ The Bishop of ANTIGUA held an ordination on Saturday February 25, in the Island of St. Croix, in his diocese, the cir-cumstances of which were not a little remarkable. He, an Eng-lish Bishop, was holding an ordination in a Danish island, at which he ordained to the priesthood a man of Dutch nationality and descent, for work in the Dutch island of Saba, and a man of pure African descent, born in the British West Indies, for work in the Spanish island of Niéques. "This," says the Bishop, "is a combination that, as far as I know, could occur only in this diocese, which is made up of eleven English, two Danish, two Spanish, one Dutch, and one French island-seven-teen in all."   THE MORNING CALM. 87________________________________________ "Some years ago a young chief named Mtshazi was sent to England from the diocese of Kaffraria to be educated at Den-stone College. He has recently returned to his own country, and has been baptized by his own desire, after long thought and preparation. Mtshazi's influence with his tribe is great, and this will probably mean a great increase of converts. One good feature of the Mission work done in Kaffraria is the long and careful education of catechumens, and it is very cheer-ing to know that so many chiefs are offering their children as scholars, and so many stations are eagerly asking for schools and teachers. The sincerity of many of them is witnessed to by their building teachers' huts and school-chapels, without any help save for doors and windows, things of which, as yet, the native workman seems ignorant. Canon Waters' industrial department will do something to instruct in these matters. A kind friend has sent out the necessary tools, and there can now be a large class of lads under the instruction of a carpenter. A Government grant has been obtained for this purpose. . . . . Shoemaking is also taught. It has often been said that a native Christianised is a native spoilt ; industrial teaching does away with this reproach, and it is for those at home to see that such instruction is made possible. The sum of £2. 10s. will purchase carpenter's tools enough for a start in a small way, if carefully selected, though intending donors would do well to communicate with the stations, in order to learn what is required. Of course, a competent teacher is the first requisite, and this branch of work is only as yet undertaken at a few places.” ________________________________________ The following account of a Bible-class in Trichinopoly, written to the Mission Field by the Rev. Jacob Gnanaolivu, will be read with interest :-"Having felt for many years that the missionary work systematically carried on in our college was not followed up after the students had left the walls of our institution, I was anxious to devise some means of reaching our ex-students, and reminding them of the solemn truths which they had been taught in our schools ; and accordingly, finding that I could spare an hour or two on Sunday afternoons, I resolved to devote that time to the furtherance of the spiritual welfare of our old pupils and their friends. On Advent Sunday, 1889, I therefore sent an invitation to my neighbours, who are either Hindus or Mahomedans, and one man responded to my call. I read with him the Epistle for the day. . . . The attend-ance on the following Sunday was encouraging. More than ten persons, all residents of my street, came in at the appointed   88 THE MORNING CALM. ________________________________________ hour. I began my address by reminding my friends of the interest I take in their general welfare, and that at this time I did not meet them as their municipal councillor or honorary magistrate, but as an ambassador of God. I had a message to deliver to them: were they willing to listen? When they gave their assent, I spoke to them of sin, and exhorted them to accept the Lord Jesus as their Saviour. A few sensible questions were asked and answered, and discussion followed. At parting they thanked me for my interest in them, undertaking to attend regularly every Sunday. . . . The work has now been kept up for these three years, and large numbers of the townspeople have heard the Gospel. Finding that some of my friends enter-tained the idea that Christian teaching was not inconsistent with their own idolatrous system, I have lately followed the plan of beginning the day's work with expounding the denunciation of idolatry by one of the prophets. . . . The class is composed of men in all ranks of life -- Brahmans, non-Brahman caste Hindus, Mahomedans, landowners, traders, retired Government officials. One student brought with him a Sivite revival preacher ; another the head of a Sivite monastery, a Tamil Pundit, an ex-municipal councillor, and an hon, magistrate of the town. The questions and difficulties of each were in accord-ance with his attainments, and I was glad to find that my replies, which contained plain but at times painful truths, were always listened to with respect. "It will interest Christian friends to know the sort of questions asked at these meetings. Once, when I had finished giving my reasons why a sinner must accept Christ the destroyer of sin, an intelligent listener said to me, very politely, that I had not fully understood the position of Christ, who was but one among the many teachers of the world. These great men, he said, enlightened their own generation, and never meant that their teaching should be handed down to posterity. He asked in all seriousness whether Christ meant that the people of Trichinopoly, who have their own sacred scriptures, should hear His teaching. When I read to him the great last command, he said that in that case He must have appointed men to preach His gospel to us ; are there such men who can trace their official descent from Him? I explained to him the doctrine of Apostolical Succession, and said that I, their friend, was one so commissioned. I know some Christian people call the doctrine of succession an empty sentiment, but it produced a practical effect upon this honest and intelligent inquirer, who exclaimed that he was fully satisfied as to our Lord's intention that the Gospel should be preached   THE MORNING CALM, 89________________________________________ to the end of time, and to all people. I added, to him also ; and he replied, 'Yes, I shall carefully read the Gospel,' requesting permission to take one of the class-books home with him, to which I readily assented. . . . . “With regard to the result of this persistent work, I am not altogether without encouragement even already. I perceive many effects that cannot be reduced to statistics. When I find that a bigoted Vishnavite listens patiently to my exposure of the weak-ness of his belief and the failings of Krishna ; when I find that a bitter opponent of our bazaar-preachers sits calmly to hear the plan of Salvation unfolded to him, and thanks me for removing some of his misapprehensions ; when I find a staunch supporter of Sivaism begs me to lend him a copy of the New Testament, or a copy of “Bishop Pearson on the Creed," by Dr. Bower, for his own study ; when I find a hearer is followed the next Sunday by some of his intimate friends; when a neighbouring heathen vakil (lawyer), who in his younger days had read the Bible in a Mission School, places the best room in his house at my disposal for several Sundays whilst it happened to be inconvenient to me to hold the meetings in my own room-then I come to under-stand that God's 'word will not return unto Him void.'” ________________________________________ It is pleasant, at times, when only too much of the news from Africa has to do with dissension, to read such an account as the following by Bishop Tucker, of his arrival in Uganda :-"At about 4 P.M. on December 23rd, to our great joy our long and weary journey of eighty-nine days was at an end, and we were with our dear brethren at Mengo (the capital). . . . Christmas Day dawned, and verily it is a day never to be forgotten. The thrill that went through me when, two years ago, I addressed a congregation of 1,000 souls in the old church is still fresh in my memory. If I was thrilled then I was simply overwhelmed yesterday when I stood up to speak in the name of our Master to a congregation numbering over 5,000 souls. I wonder whether in the whole Mission field such a sight has been witnessed since Apostolic days. The perfect stillness as I stood up to speak, and indeed throughout the service, was almost as awe-inspiring as the sight of the great multitude itself. Mr. Pilkington inter-preted for me, and it was quite evident that he performed his task to perfection. In the afternoon a second service was held, and I suppose between three and four thousand people must have been present. At this service about thirty women were baptised. Mr. Baskerville preached in Luganda. Later in the afternoon   90 THE MORNING CALM. ________________________________________ an English service was held ; at this service a larger number of Europeans were present than have been gathered together before in Uganda. Christmas Day was a tiring day, but an intensely joyful day-a day worth coming to the ends of the earth to enjoy. "I have brought with me from the coast more than 8,000 portions of the Word of God. The delight of the people is indescribable. Daily my house is besieged by would-be pur-chasers. Last time when books arrived the eagerness to possess them was such that there was danger of the house being knocked down. It has therefore been decided to sell them at several centres at one and the same time. Those who come for books are therefore turned away until the arrangements are complete for the sale to go forward. Many more loads of books are coming up by the old road, and I trust, by our friends at home keeping up the supply, to pour a constant stream of God's truth upon the land.” In his account of the journey Bishop Tucker mentions a very interesting fact. Just before travelling through a foodless tract of country "we were able to buy twenty-eight splendid donkeys. For these we gave an amount of meal which we were able to buy in Kikuyu for beads worth one penny."________________________________________ The following extract from an article by Bishop Smythies on medical missionaries is given at the risk of repeating what is already well-known : - “A medical missionary is, I suppose, neither a medical man who gives simply his services as a doctor to missionary work, nor a priest who is also a doctor, but a doctor who uses all his medical knowledge for a missionary end ; whose aim it is to use the great influence which his profession gives him to draw his patients to the love of God ; who longs not only for the healing of their bodies, but for the salvation of their souls. As yet there seem to be very few missionaries of this kind. Not that there could be anything strange in a man receiving from the Holy Ghost such a vocation, considering how much of the influence of our Blessed Lord, while on earth, came through healing diseases. It must be rather because we have been too exclusively accustomed to regard missionary work as belonging to the priest or the distinctly religious teacher. If this feeling can be done away with, and people generally can be imbued with the idea that the calling of a medical man is one singularly fitting him for missionary work, then I think we may find a large and im-   THE MORNING CALM. 91________________________________________ portant department of that work carried on by medical men. Some years ago there was very little to suggest to the man entering life as a clergyman that he might be called to missionary work. So it is with men entering the medical profession now. There are so few medical missionaries comparatively-it is such a very exceptional thing to hear of them-that the question whether he is called to such a life is never pressed upon the conscience of an earnest religious man who feels that his vocation is to be a doctor. If he thought of it at all, probably his friends would say, “Well, if that is how you feel, you are more fitted to be a clergyman than a doctor," and the man himself, feeling that he has no drawing to the life of a priest, but has a great wish to be a doctor, though wanting to do all the good he can, gives up his missionary idea, and so is lost to the Mission work of the Church. But if-as surely ought to be the case-there were a considerable body of men engaged in missionary work, and medical students were being trained with a view to that work, then the mind of such a man would be continuously drawn that way, and his vocation would be confirmed. "This is a most important question, because there are some Mission fields in which only doctors seem to be able to gain any great influence. There is a fanatic hatred to Christianity, which can only be broken down by sympathy shown for the sufferings of the body, to which all are liable, together with the power to alleviate them. This seems to be largely the case amongst Moslems in many parts of the world, and in a lesser degree amongst Jews. . . . It seems as if it is only through medical work, which is sure in the long run to be welcomed, that an opening to the hearts of these people can be found. With the Jews it may be rather different, but it is only likely that they will accept a Christian teacher if he has sufficiently deep sympathy with them to learn Hebrew, to study their books and modes of thought-to, in fact, give himself up to a special Jewish training on their behalf-and such men have not hitherto been common. But a way to their hearts and into their families is open to the medical man who, for the love of Christ, gives himself to the alleviation of their bodily sufferings, and may startle them into considering whether that Lord who gives him such love to them is not indeed the Christ. To set so high a value on medical missionary work in these cases might seem to some to be a dis-paragement of the power of the direct preaching of the Gospel, if it was not that our Lord Himself has set us the example of winning hearts by the relief of bodily suffering. That doctors Following their profession may be most earnest and devoted   92 THE MORNING CALM. ________________________________________ missionaries I have lately seen exemplified in the Holy Land, both in Missions to Jews and Moslems. To talk to Dr. Wheeler at Jerusalem and Dr. Bailey at Nablous made me feel how im-mensely valuable such men must be in a Mission, and how greatly Mission work might by God's blessing be prospered if we were willing to have more of such men in our various Mission fields." ________________________________________ The cost of Archdeacon Maples' house at Likoma is as fol-lows :-500 bundles of grass, £5; 30 poles, £1. 15s. ; reeds, £1; bamboos (4co at 1s. for 20), £1; labour (20 men for five weeks), £5; labour (20 women for 1 week), £1; rope, £1 - total, £15.15s.