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sion went to their pioneer field in Rhodesia impelled by the thought that there were men, made in the image of God, yet ignorant of their parentage, waiting to be restored to their birthright. They found men and women

OTHER TESTIMONY TO Mr. F. S. Arnot says of his visit to Bihe, etc. "God has wonderfully wrought in this country since I was last here. Then we seemed to be picking away with wooden picks at a mass of concrete, or as one native, since converted, said, our preaching "seemed like voices heard in dreams." Now within a radius of, say, 15 miles of the two stations of Ochilonda and Owhalondo are over 200 professing Christians, most of them evidently real, as this work is far from being popular. The Portuguese traders plot to overthrow the converts, and had a professing Christian put in prison on what we believe a false charge. Then the relatives have treated some of the young converts in the most cruel way. It is beautiful, too, to see an earnest desire to carry the Gospel to the tribes around, and we called all the Christians together for a "Missionary Conference;" some young men desire to go forth on a two or three months' journey, and we hope to see the whole church united in sending

them.

The death of a young convert just as we arrived has been a great encouragement; Namamba was her name. With a baby only a few weeks old she took cold and was soon very ill. The women attending offered to help her to turn, saying, "You must be tired." "I am not tired," was the reply. "I am already strengthened; there are only two roads to death, and mine leads to

ignorant, degraded, it is true, but even yet displaying some Godlike qualities. Are they worthy of the effort being put forth for their redemption? As worthy as any man for whom Christ died!

PROGRESS IN AFRICA the glory of God." And later, "My path is one only, praise the Glory of God." Those words had hardly passed her lips when her ransomed spirit fled. She must have seen "heaven opened."

Two young men, Maitland and Louttit, from the United States, who joined me at Lisbon, together with Mr. and Mrs. Agard from British Guiana, are to go on to the Chibokwe country."

Rev. Charles Collins, of the L. M. S., writes of a special week of meetings at Ambihimahasoa, Madagascar, when 341 persons professed conversion, the whole church being changed into a spiritual force, and the revival not being confined to the city. At many places charms were collected and burnt. A missionary also, at a crowded meeting invited all those present who had repented and decided to turn to God, to manifest it. A young man well-known for his bad life and the harm he had done, intelligent, but a drunkard, a debauchee, corrupt to the core, came, sat down and wept, and spoke with much feeling of his shame and repentance, crying: "Lord Jesus, have pity on me!" Another, who had disappeared for considerable time, having squandered part of his father's fortune, some weeks after, also came back in rags, having wandered about, sometimes in the forest, and having almost died of hunger. He told about his wretched life, and the meeting with his old boon-companion, now converted, was most melting.

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THE DROSTDY MISSION INSTITUTE, WORCESTER,
CAPE COLONY, S. AFRICA *

It is said that Lord Charles Somerset, standing before the great front door, and looking across the fertile plain, said: "Measure one mile up and half a mile on each side and lay out a town within that space."

On each side of the door is a curve, with large bow-windows, reminding of the castles of the Old World. The ground floor was built for storerooms and slave-quarters. Here we may imagine slaves in fetters, the Landdrost, with his Heemraden, sitting pompously in judgment, and fierce old Lord Charles Somerset pacing angrily up and down. The building is a square, enclosing a courtyard. Lord Somerset is said to have had this built as a hunting-box for himself, and hence the size of the building and the grounds. For many years the old building was the dwelling of the Landdrost and afterward the Magistrate. New public buildings were erected in 1891, and the court was removed to them; but the Magistrate still lived in the Drostdy, tho it was bought by the Dutch Reformed Church in 1902 and the Boer Mission Institute was located there.

While the late war was still raging, missionary enthusiasm began to be manifest among the young Africanders. In the camps in India, Ceylon, the Bermudas and Simon's Town, in the Concentration Camps and even on commando young men volunteered to go to mission fields; and their numbers grew until there were 175 candidates. The Rev. A. F. Louw, now superintendent of the Mission Institute, was then laboring at Deadwood Camp in St. Helena. He observed with joy how spontaneously they came forward.

Meanwhile two other men in South Africa watched these developments: Dr. Andrew Murray and the Rev. J. du Plessis, now secretary to the mission. Most of those candidates not

being fitted for admission into the Theological Seminary at Stellenbosch or the Mission Institute at Wellington, special arrangements had to be made for them. Most of them, ruined by the war, were not even able to pay for their board, but it was a bad time for collecting funds. Mr. Du Plessis, however, pointed out the opening the mission had for widening its sphere of work; and his labor was not in vain. In 1902 a conference met at Stellenbosch, attended by about 40 Dutch Reformed ministers, to discuss ways and means, and hence the purchase of the Drostdy for £10,000, the Dutch Reformed congregation of Worcester, notwithstanding the large sums already provided for the sick and wounded, widows and children, giving £2,000 toward the purchase. The committee also received more than 200 promises to provide for the board and lodging of a missionary candidate at the rate of £24 per annum. The way being thus clear, on February 12, 1903, the institution was formally opened.

There were as yet no schoolrooms, and for four months the classes had to be carried on under the oaks in the garden, an old football stand being improvised for seating accommodation. An old military shed was bought, and there more than 20 men were housed, the rooms in the ground floor, formerly used for cellars, being fitted out as dormitories, and old stables as schoolrooms. Outbuildings and workshops were erected, and the garden was taken in hand, cleared up and cultivated.

Work is the keynote, and Mr. Louw, the superintendent, sets the example himself. Every student has four hours tuition and two hours manual labor per day.

per day. Examiners, appointed by the Synod, inspect the classes, which range from Standard III. to the School Higher. Mr. Joubert is the

*This historic building is now used as a mission institute.

Principal of the Education Department. The candidates show great eagerness to learn. Many of the students can not pay the full sum required for board, and some are quite destitute. So Mr. Louw impresses upon them the nobility of never accepting help without trying to repay it: "Every cup you wash, every potato you plant, every window-pane you fix in, I accept as payment in sterling coin." These men wash dishes, sweep rooms, make beds, and are taught gardening by an efficient and practical instructor, so much vegetables and fruit being produced that a large amount can be sold. Mr. Du Plessis, formerly a building contractor, teaches carpentry, and the students have erected wagon-houses and sleeping-rooms.

Students are prepared for admission in the Kweekschool at Stellenbosch, or the Mission Institute at Wellington, and they are also sent out direct to the mission field as missionary farmers or missionary artisans. Every station necessarily becomes a kind of farm, for the missionary has to plant his own vegetables, grow his own corn and sometimes even breed his own cattle. But as missionaries find that they can not both attend to farmwork and to their evangelical duties, so these missionary farmers and artisans are utilized. Some students are fit for missionary teachers. The Drostdy sends out young men, who for a pittance sacrifice pleasure and comfort to raise their fellow-Africanders from the bondage of ignorance. Their first object is to give secular instruction, but they will also be employed in religious work.

This institution is thus proving a blessing to South Africa and deserves support.

Thus the work of the place is done by the students, a striking exception where negro service is well nigh universal; they find much time, however, for prayer. The garden is remembered as a Garden of Prayer-so constantly do groups of students with

draw there for prayer. One evening the students, on fire for God, gathered here along with the matrons, teachers and superintendent, to hear the story of the Welsh Revival. All knelt on the ground, and such a "season of prayer" one does not often experience. Had the meeting not been checked it would have continued for hours, if not all night.

Aside from his duties at the Drostdy, Mr. Louw goes much about among the Dutch Christians, leading their conferences into deeper spiritual channels. At a remarkable conference held not far from Johannesburg he was a blessing to many. The ordinary business was abandoned and many, both ministers and laymen, definitely sought a personal "Pentecost," some meetings lasting into the morning. Individual Christians were filled with the Holy Spirit and ministers returned to their churches with new power, and to begin special revival

services.

Drostdy is thus the spiritual spring of new life in the Dutch Reformed Church of South Africa. Some of these young men will go direct to the up-country mission fields, where as artisans they will find a waiting field, but they have also spiritual impulse to impart. Life, rather than light, is the country's need; in perfecting one's culture the spiritual is too often sacrificed to the intellectual.

The "Drostdy" movement is providential, and is a pronounced blessing, not only in arousing young men among the soldiery and in raising up. workers for the mission fields, but in reaching the Dutch Church and Christians of South Africa as a means of missionary and spiritual quickening.

Mr. Snow, a godly and sweetspirited man, a nephew of Rev. Andrew Murray, was at the prison centers during the war, ministering to the young Boer captives and was probably the chief human agent in the remarkable spiritual uprising, something like that in Wales, experienced in those trying days and culminating

and crystallizing in the founding of standard works, no matter how old, "De Drostdy."

The Drostdy needs a library, especially late English and American missionary books; second-hand books,

and duplicates, will all be most serviceable among those fivescore ardent, consecrated, raw young men. Here is another chance of doing good.

HOPEFUL SIGNS IN SENEGAL

None but missionaries to Mohammedans can fully realize the incredulous joy with which a missionary_receives a Mohammedan enquirer. The Paris Journal of Missions for March, in a letter from the French Senegal mission, gives a glimpse of this feeling. Forty-three years ago the mission was established at St. Louis, on the Senegal (West Africa). A small Christian community has been gathered from the pagan Bambara tribe. The Mohammedan Wolofs, inhabiting the same region, have been unmoved.

The missionaries have had a day school and a Sunday-school, in which most of the pupils are Mohammedans. In February of this year two of these young Mohammedans, both of good family, and one of them, the son of a Wolof chief, bashfully told some of the native church members that they wished to become Christians. Both were about 20 years old and seemed in earnest. They were advised to go to the missionary and tell him their wish.

When these two young fellows made known their desire, Mr. Nichol received them almost at the point of the bayonet, so improbable did the story seem to be. He said to them:

"But think what you propose to do. To be a Christian is not to take a name but to lead a life."

"We have thought of that."

"Before you can join the church you will have to be taught, perhaps for a long time, what the Master requires of His followers. You will have to learn how to tell this to those among whom you live and who know not."

"We have thought about that.

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are ready to do whatever you say is right."

"You should tell your parents of your wish."

"We know beforehand what they will say. They will tell us not to think of such a thing. They do not wish us to become Christians. But we know the feelings of our hearts and we are old enough to follow the dictates of our own consciences."

So Mr. Nichol found himself face to face with the first real encouragement from that direction in his six years of connection with the mission. The young fellows are not converted, but they have seen the truth to grasp it, after long hesitation. For if they resist the will of their families they will be driven from their homes, and will have to work for a living instead of living in idle comfort.

So the good missionary, hardly able to believe his senses, adds, "If these young men, Mohammedans, are really converted, what a joy and what an encouragement! Pray with us that they may not stop half way!" Then he adds a postcript to his letter to say that another young man of 18 or 20 years old from the same village has just applied to be admitted to the church. "Is it possible," he writes, "that God is to visit us at last?"

The only force that keeps a missionary to Mohammedans at his work is faith in Jesus Christ as the Savior of all. Again and again he may say with Job, "Though He slay me, yet will I wait for him." Hence the preciousness of such a little incident, which may be a turning point in a story of waiting.

IMPRESSIONS OF ALGERIA*

BY PASTEUR R. SAILLENS, PARIS, FRANCE

I have recently discovered Africa. I knew there was a country of that name, and I had read a great deal about it. I knew that we French people had a colony called Algérie, the capital of which is Alger, with 140,000 inhabitants, situated some 600 miles from Marseilles, across the blue and stormy Bay of the Lion. But I had no real knowledge or true idea of it until it was my privilege to visit that country, at the united request of the Christian people who live there.

I believe there are in the city of Alger alone twenty-six persons engaged in mission work among the Arabs, the Kabyles, the Jews and the cosmopolitan European population. I have seen them all; greatly enjoyed their fellowship, and been mightily encouraged by their humble, unostentatious and persevering fidelity.

For months before my visit they had assembled at regular times for prayer, that the forthcoming meetings might be blessed. English, Swiss, and French, they were but one heart and one soul in this matter; and the pastors of the Protestant (then) Established Church had been drawn to their praying circles. And so when we landed on November 23 we were taken to a prayermeeting that had been convened, preparatory to our campaign, in the Temple (Reformed Church building). As soon as we entered the place we felt the atmosphere of prayer.

On the three following days services were held afternoon and evening, at which a large number of church members, seekers after truth and righteousness, pastors and missionaries from the city and other places-some very distant-prayed and sang, and heard the Word,

*Condensed from the Sword and the Trowel.

which the Spirit searchingly applied.

Meetings were held, one for the French pastors and missionaries. (men only), and one for the missionaries only (men and women). At the French pastor's private meetings a great blessing was realized. Deep humiliation was the keynote.

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On Sunday morning, at the Temple, I had the privilege of preaching before a large congregation-comparatively, for all the Protestant forces of Algiers do not amount to more than 1,200-and this includes many, Protestant only in name. It was commonplace to see, among the congregation, the Queen of Madagascar, H. N. Ranavalona, with her godly aunt, and another member of her household. Since the French government has assigned this place as her residence, the queen has seldom missed attendance at the Protestant place of worship. As we looked upon her intelligent and kindly face we could not refrain from thinking of the glorious victories of the Gospel in her native land, and thanking God for the faithful testimony of missionaries and martyrs of many years ago.

On Monday, the 27th, in the evening, we adjourned to a large concert-hall-Salle Barthe-to which outsiders had been invited to come by means of large posters and thousands of handbills, which had made the invitation very widely known. The place, holding 1,000 to 1,200, was crowded to hear the "Preacher of the Gospel" speak of the religious. revival in Wales.

I cannot give a full account of that meeting, nor of the three that followed. Protestants, Catholics, Jews, infidels, spiritualists, and even some Moslems, were there. People of rank, side by side with the poorest;

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