Mr. World and Miss Church-Member

eat college and are strongly influenced in favor

d forth from the Festival. In their company were a few church-members who had also enjoyed the p

ed by pilgrims from the King's Highway. The travelers were all very much amused at seeing

ringly remarked Mr. Bigot, as he pointed

he lifted a booklet from the path and commenced a quiet perusal of it. "And what is it all

heathen, followed by the usual appeal for funds. Evidently

with evident disgust he asked: "Where can one g

n. "Yes, and I know from past experience that you will soon be at one. This st

ne and soon beheld the great Missionary College wh

these edifices," said Miss Church-Member as they were tur

hat Mr. World escorted his companion with difficulty to the pl

College from the plaza was at

they decided to enter. Over t

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ee the many busy thousands in the large rooms of the hall, and to note with what c

large seating capacity was already well taken

r voice somewhat masculine. Her address was over one-half finished when the two com

nnocent, but because her accusers are equally guilty in the same and in other directions. The money wasted in Home Missionary Work would feed the starving of all the world. Where does this money come from? The greater part of it comes from the purses of those who are burd

rest of the two listeners was flagg

ll No. 17, devoted t

t after remaining a

d that she was intere

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the first. Miss Church-Member led the way into one of the large halls where Satan, through his agents, gave special instruction co

ance is Bliss," and declared that the heathen were

ity as long as they were left alone, and that if God held them accountable, then their vague w

had made them, and therefore just as they should be. To esta

rise to loftier conceptions by the same natural processes as the civil

spent some time near-by in a hall of the same section

hat the Gospel did not benefit the heathen, except that it brought t

hing manner the speaker pronounced censure on the Christian

n's Missionary Experts were constantly teaching graded classes. In a few moments they entered the largest edifice of the Missi

sed at the interior arrangements of the room

ents, they went to one of the higher floors, hopin

a woman occupied the platform. In a jovial manner he re

sophistry in pathos and wit. She expounded to the audience the

nside your own doors. (Applause, principally among the men, in which Mr. World heartily joined.) I must confess that, at one time, I was almost overcome by this craze of evangelizing the world. My delusion went so far that I could see visions of China, Africa, or the remote islands of the sea, and even imagine that I heard voices calling me thither. One night I dreamed a dream, the kindest of them all. I saw a woman standing on the shore of a river, her children drowning at her side. But she, unmindful of her own blood, was hastening to launch a boat into the stream that she might rescue a sinking d

when I get through with my own family, including my husband, (great applause among the women) I can then comme

to give proper care to her home and her children. This is home missionary work." (Continued applause.) The speaker was about to be seated, but the applause was rising, so she stepped forward again. "If this kind of missionary work be adopted, then th

h to which I have ever listened in my life," chuckled Mr.

operations of the church, ad that Satan glories in the fact that he has succeeded in sending these nefarious do

ng of his Redeemer. From his lips this prayer arose, like sweet incense to Heaven: "O God, hasten the day when thy church will unite and go forth into all the wo