The American Missionary — Volume 42, No. 03, March 1888 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 67 pages of information about The American Missionary — Volume 42, No. 03, March 1888.

The American Missionary — Volume 42, No. 03, March 1888 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 67 pages of information about The American Missionary — Volume 42, No. 03, March 1888.

KANSAS.—­Woman’s Home Miss.  Society, Secretary,
Mrs. Addison Blanchard, Topeka, Kan.

SOUTH DAKOTA.—­Woman’s Home Miss.  Union,
Secretary, Mrs. W.H.  Thrall, Amour, Dak.

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Not many weeks since, the Congregational Sunday-school of Ithaca, N.Y., sent us forty-five dollars towards the education of an Indian girl at Santee Agency, saying “we expect to make it seventy dollars.”  The story “How I Became A Golden Missionary,” tells how they did it.  It is a clear case of evolution.  If any of our young people do not know what evolution is, they can learn how to start one by reading

HOW I BECAME A GOLDEN MISSIONARY.

My birthplace was in a very Superior region, as for millions of years I had dwelt near Lake Superior.  My superior quality almost defied the arts of man.  I first became conscious of existence when being liberated from my copper prison.  I was, as I heard men say, ninety per cent. pure copper.  Up to this time I had never been disturbed, but now sounded sharply the click of the hammer upon the cold chisel that rudely separated me from all that had been most closely associated with me.  I heard men say that I was to be made over; and I was transported far away to a place where I was exposed to fierce fires, and without suffering I was made to assume a liquid form.  I was then poured into a mold from which I came out, verily, a new creature.  I was very bright and beautiful, shining and glowing, as if still retaining in myself the fires that had transformed me.  I now discovered that I had a new name, for they called me “One Cent,” and gave me this motto, “In God we trust.”

I heard it said that I was a tool to assist in civilization, and I soon found myself aiding men in commercial transactions.  I had manifold experiences and, like most useful people, found that while age increased my usefulness it subdued my glitter.  At last, after many, many years, I fell into the hands of a Sabbath-school Superintendent with a missionary spirit, and by him was distributed with many of my companions to the children of his Sabbath-school, with the injunction to multiply.  I fell into the hands of a boy who undertook to help me in a business way which should tend to my rapid increase.  At the end of a fixed period I and my companions were to be returned to the Superintendent with our respective gains; and then, after relating our experiences, we were to be sent forth as missionaries to the Indians.  Before this, my aims had been simply to aid in commerce, with no definite plan before me, and like all who have no fixed purpose, I drifted here and there and took no special interest in the world.  But now I was to become a missionary; I was not only to aid in civilization but in advancing Christianity.

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