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On Mule Back 
 
 Through Central America 
 
 WITH THE 
 
 GOSPEL 
 
 A Thrilling Missionary Story 
 
 Giving personal experiences on the mission field; of an 
 
 unshaken confidence in the God who took the 
 
 family to the field; supported them while 
 
 there ; gave them many precious souls 
 
 for their hire, and brought 
 
 them back victorious. 
 
 Copies of this book may be obtained from 
 
 MATTIE CRAWFORD 
 
 Missionary and Evangelist 
 2026 Roosevelt Ave., Indianapolis, Ind. 
 
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 Copyright, 1922, by 
 MATTIE CRAWFORD 
 
 (Published in the UnitedSiales of America) 
 All Rights Reserved 
 
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 The Library of Congress 
 
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TABLE OF CONTENTS 
 
 Preface "* 
 
 A Message Given to Me in Tongues with 
 
 Interpretation ^^ 
 
 Preparing to Start 1^ 
 
 Home Leaving -'^^ 
 
 The Church in Unity. (The Wonderful Vision) .... 34 
 
 Opening the Way 38 
 
 Bread Upon the Waters. (From Los Angeles 
 
 to Nicaragua, C. A.) 50 
 
 The Stars and Stripes and Beautiful Manzanilla ... 61 
 Salina Cruz, Mexico. (My Vision Interpreted) .... 66 
 
 The Virgin of the Angels 73 
 
 Arriving in Our Port at Nicaragua 84 
 
 Our Stay in Matagalpa 99 
 
 Leaving Matagalpa for Leon 1 1- 
 
 Our Arrival in Leon 140 
 
 Leaving Nicaragua for Panama 185 
 
 Sailing from Panama 192 
 
 The Needs of Central Ameiica 202 
 
 The Indians of Nicaragua. (Extract from 
 
 Article by Brother Schoenich) 214 
 
 "Where is the white man's Book of Heaven?" . . . .218 
 
LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS 
 
 Frontispiece. Mattie Crawford 11 
 
 The Crawford Family 15 
 
 Father N. J. Norris, who paid our way to the 
 
 Mission Field 47 
 
 S. S. Curacoa on which we sailed to the Mission 
 
 Field 51 
 
 On Board Ship , 55 
 
 Carl on bridge of ship at sea 59 
 
 Some natives of a tribe in Guatemala, C. A 63 
 
 "Come over and help us" 67 
 
 Taking their morning bath 71 
 
 A native village 77 
 
 Picturesque street scene of the Port of Corinto, 
 
 where we landed 85 
 
 Resting during the heat of the day 87 
 
 Where they heard the Gospel for the first time ... 91 
 
 An Indian hut where we preached the Gospel .... 95 
 
 Indian girls grinding corn for tortillas 97 
 
 Alma and her music class in Matagalpa 101 
 
 Washday at the river for native women. Their 
 only way to clean clothes is to rub them 
 
 on a flat rock 103 
 
 Leaving Matagalpa 107 
 
 Alma and Carl among the banana trees 109 
 
 Where we stopped for the night. Note the glare 
 
 of the sun on the white sand 113 
 
 Leaving in the early morning for a day's journey . . 115 
 
 Alma and Carl feeding the pet deer 119 
 
 On our way through the mountains 121 
 
 Carl with his faithful pony 125 
 
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 ILLUSTRATIONS, Continued 
 
 Bringing coffee down from the mountain plan- 
 tations 127 
 
 The onh' Jesus they know 131 
 
 One of the first to accept the Gospel 13^ 
 
 Carl and his father, as the>- distributed tracts to 
 
 the Indians b>- the roadside 13 
 
 Street scene in Leon 141 
 
 Mother with child that was raised up from death . . 145 
 
 Waiting" for the Gospel 149 
 
 Carl with his bo\-s 153 
 
 Where I preached until midnight, and the entire 
 
 faniily was brought to the Lord 161 
 
 Where the entire famih" was brought to Jesus, 
 and the mother's hand was healed of blood 
 poisoning 165 
 
 \\'here Carl attended natixe school to stud\- 
 
 Spanish 169 
 
 Wcimen coming from the market place 173 
 
 Alma with her music class in Leon 177 
 
 Alma with lier English class of natixe girls 183 
 
 Alma reading a Bible story to her girls 189 
 
 An Indian woman who came to the meeting and 
 
 was saved 193 
 
 I am just a brown-faced Indian girl, but I want 
 to learn to read God's \\'ord. Will you 
 send missionaries to teach us? There are 
 thousands just as I am 205 
 
 One Indian who found Jesus and lo\es his Bible. . . 211 
 
 An Indian woman whose attention was attracted 
 and picture taken without her knowledge. 
 Indians are ver>- superstitious and are 
 afraid to haxe their pictures taken 219 
 
PREFACE 
 
 The days of miraculous achievements are not past, as 
 the accounts chronicled in this book will testify. Four 
 people make a missionary trip from Los Angeles, Cal., 
 down the coast of Mexico, preaching in many of her 
 towns while the ship discharges or loads cargo. They 
 arrive in Nicaragua and preach to the natives, seeing 
 numbers of them baptized in the Holy Spirit. Return- 
 ing to the States by way of the Panama Canal, and 
 New Orleans, they reach St. Louis and Granite City, 
 having been gone less than nine months. 
 
 Without missionary board, or other promised support 
 whatever, the Lord provided some $3,000.00 for the trip. 
 It is a testimony to His faithfulness, a sample of what 
 He can and will do for those who will put their trust in 
 Him. Some might question the wisdom and value of 
 the shortness of their stay, but they moved under Divine 
 direction. If any possible critic had accompanied them 
 in their journeyings, and seen the fire in the hearts of 
 those native people there would hav^e been no doubt in 
 their minds as to the exceeding profitableness of the 
 journey in the advancement of the kingdom of God. 
 Many remote and scattered people were reached. 
 Praise God! They will be seen in Heaven because of 
 the Gospel message which they heard. 
 
 Then, too, this sketch of many happenings will, we 
 trust, kindle a flame of missionary fire in many hearts, 
 and give them a sense of the great need of these Central 
 American republics, so that they, too, will have to go, 
 pray, or give. Brother, Sister, have you not some 
 responsibility toward sending the Gospel to those be- 
 nighted people so long neglected? Let us not share in 
 the great age-long crime of the church in her neglect of 
 the heathen. Do not pass the time in mere happy 
 dreams of spiritual blessings while the procession of 
 your lost brethren of other nations tramps on into 
 eternity with no Christ. Be not like drones, who eat 
 the honey but do nothing for the advancement of the 
 kingdom. 
 
 Seely D. Kinne. 
 

Affectionately dedicated to my precious Master, the 
 Lord, who made possible this service, and to my dear 
 husband, son, and daughter, who were noble sharers in 
 the battles and triumphs described. 
 
 ' Oh agony of wavering thought 
 When sinners first so near are brought. 
 
 It is my Maker — dare I stay? 
 
 My Savior — dare I turn away? 
 In the ripe harvest fields the day is cried, 
 
 And reapers with their sickles bright 
 Tioop, singing, down the mountain side. 
 
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A MESSAGE GIVEN TO ME IN TONGUES 
 
 WITH INTERPRETATION, 
 
 March 15, 1919 
 
 It was on this message from the Lord 
 that we went to the mission field by faith, 
 without any earthly board behind us, know- 
 ing that what God had promised He would 
 perform. 
 
 "The time has come when I will send thee forth. Arise! 
 put away all doubt and say to the dark clouds, 'Depart 
 from before my face!' and to all fear that may arise to 
 stop you from following in the way that I shall lead thee, 
 'Flee ye, far from me, to return no more! for the Lord 
 my God hath spoken, and I shall not be dismayed nor 
 put to shame!' 
 
 "Begin this day to prepare to go forth, for I will send 
 thee unto the land to which I have called thee, and 
 every need shall be supplied. 
 
 "Only be strong and of good courage, for My left 
 hand is under thy head, and My right hand doth embrace 
 thee. Thou shalt sit down under My shadow with great 
 delight, and My fruit shall be sweet to thy taste. I will 
 plant thee in a fruitful land, and thou shalt bring forth 
 fruit in My name, some thirty, some sixty, and some an 
 hundred fold. Do not fear to go forth in My name, for 
 I am thy shield and thy exceeding great reward. I Am 
 that I Am hath spoken unto thee this day, and I AM 
 THAT I AM will go before thee. 
 
 "Thou shalt see of the travail of thy soul, and shall 
 be satisfied, for thou shalt see many that sit in darkness 
 and the shadow of death see the light of My glory, and 
 come to praise My name. For from the rising of the sun 
 
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 c^"on unio the goiiiii down of the same, ]\Iy name shall 
 be great among all nations." 
 
 "Would you like to know the sweetness 
 
 Of the secret of the Lord? 
 Go and hide bei\eath His shadow, 
 
 This shall be \'Our sure reward. 
 And when'er you leave the silence 
 
 Of that happy meeting place, 
 Vou must mind and bear the image 
 
 Of the Master in vour face." 
 
PREPARING TO START 
 
 After receiving the wonderful message in 
 tongues, with its interpretation, telHng us the 
 time had come for us to make ready to go to the 
 mission field, we began packing our trunks, 
 putting away the things which we would not 
 need during the summer. We had been working 
 in a hard field that winter, the income had been 
 very small, and poor husband had worked as 
 much as possible, to get the children clothes 
 and books for school. But work was scarce and 
 the battle had been long and hard, for we felt 
 we must settle down again that the children 
 might be in school, which matter the Lord had 
 dealt with us about many times before. 
 
 We were preparing to start as soon as the way 
 was 'opened, when there came a letter from a 
 brother asking if we Avould not come and have 
 some meetings with them. We felt led to go, 
 and on arriving found the revival spirit was in 
 the air. The first night the place was packed, 
 and the altar was filled with hungry people seek- 
 ing the Lord. We were there three weeks, and 
 they certainly were blessed weeks of victory, for 
 many precious souls received the Baptism of the 
 Holy Spirit and many were healed, and the 
 Lord sent in money for some clothing, which we 
 were all needing badly. 
 
 After the meeting we returned for our trunks 
 and to prepare for the trip across the country 
 to California, for from there we were to sail for 
 our field in Central America. 
 
 The livelong night we've toiled in vain, 
 
 But at Thy gracious word, 
 I will let down the net again, 
 
 To do Thy will, O Lord. 
 
HOME LEAVING 
 
 Bidding our loved ones good-bye we left 
 Granite City, Illinois, May 29th, 1919. We 
 took train from St. Louis at 4 P. M., for Stanton, 
 Missouri, where God had definitely led us to go. 
 
 As the train sped out of the cit^- and over the 
 long stretch of country beyond, I was meditat- 
 ing over the many things that had happened at 
 our farewell. My dear mother had said she did 
 not understand this thing, and m^- brothers and 
 sisters had spoken against our going out in such 
 a foolish way, without money and without back- 
 ing of an}' kind. They just knew that we would 
 all starve and die in that far-off country-. None 
 of them being Christians, they could not under- 
 stand how the dear Lord could suppl}^ our every 
 need. But the blessed Holy Spirit had spoken 
 to my heart and said, "You have left all, broth- 
 ers, sisters, father, mother, houses and lands for 
 My sake, and the Gospel's, so I will give you 
 brothers, sisters, fathers and mothers, houses 
 and lands, wherever you go." 
 
 As we rode on, we were praying that God 
 Avould lead us every step of the way, and not let 
 us miss His will in any thing we did or said. As 
 I took some tracts from my hand bag to dis- 
 tribute among the passengers I noticed a white- 
 haired gentleman take a seat just across from 
 us. The Spirit said to me, "That is one of your 
 Pentecostal brothers. Ask him what 3'ou want 
 to know about the place to which you are 
 going." 
 
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 We were not acquainted with any one at 
 Stanton, and had been wishing that we could 
 find out something about the place and the 
 people before we arrived. I began distributing 
 the tracts through the car, and when I came to 
 this man he looked up and said, "Praise the 
 Lord!" We had a blessed time from there en, 
 talking of the work over the country, and 
 learning of conditions at Stanton. 
 
 Arriving at the station we bade our brother 
 good-bye and got off the train. It was now 
 quite dark, and raining, and our funds were 
 down to twenty cents. We stopped under the 
 shed of the depot long enough to pray for lead- 
 ings from the Lord, for it was late, the agent had 
 gone, the depot was closed and the brother had 
 told us that he thought most of the saints lived 
 out in the country. As we looked to our 
 Heavenly Father to guide us He directed us to 
 a store on the hill. The owner was just closing 
 the door as we came up. My husband asked 
 him if any of the mission people lived in the town 
 and he said he did not know. As we passed 
 down the street we heard some one say, "Well, 
 'Praise the Lord!' Where did you come from?" 
 It was dear brother Armstead. We had met 
 him and his wife in some meetings in St. Louis, 
 but did not know they lived in Stanton. Also 
 others were there whom we knew, having met 
 them in other places. We stayed about ten 
 days and had blessed meetings. The b'essing 
 of the Lord came down upon our souls, the dear 
 
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 little band of faithful saints were refreshed, and 
 the altar was filled with those seeking the Lord. 
 
 A remarkable incident occurred here. A 
 woman across the street from where we were 
 ha\ing the meetings became very much in- 
 censed at us because she thought we prayed and 
 sang too loud. She sent her children over to 
 throw rocks and sticks at us, while she sat in 
 her house and made light of the shouting. One 
 night the power fell in a wonderful wa>' and the 
 people were very happy. This woman was sit- 
 ting barefoot in her bedroom reading the even- 
 ing paper, and felt something cold touch her 
 foot, but did not give it any attention at first. 
 Feeling it again she looked down, and there was 
 a very large snake coiled ready to strike her 
 foot. She sprang away and screamed, then ran 
 to the meeting crying for some one to come and 
 kill the snake, as it had gotten on the bed where 
 the baby was asleep. Some of the brothers went 
 over, found the serpent on the bed, and killed it. 
 After that the woman felt difterent toward us 
 and our shouting and praising the Lord. We 
 had been praying for her and the Lord had told 
 us He would take care of it all. We find the 
 Lord uses difterent means to bring people to 
 Himself. 
 
 From Stanton we went to Rolla, Missouri. 
 We knew no one in Rolla, or an^'thing about 
 the place, but the Lord had told us to go there, 
 so we went. We just had money enough to get 
 there. As we stepped oft' the train a brother 
 threw his arms around mv husband and said, 
 
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 "Well, Hallelujah! My wife told me to come 
 and meet this train, for the Lord was sending 
 some one on it to help us in the meetings we 
 have just started, and here you are, just in 
 time." They had opened a little work there 
 and had been asking the Lord to send someone 
 to help them, so He had sent us, bless His dear 
 Name! He also sent the Holy Spirit, for we had 
 a wonderful time. One of the hard fighters of 
 Pentecost received the Baptism, and many 
 others were blessed in their souls, and some were 
 healed in their bodies. 
 
 From RoUa we went to Springfield, Missouri, 
 and stayed over Sunday with the dear saints 
 there, having a refreshing time for our souls, and 
 a rest for our bodies. From there we went to 
 Everton, Missouri, where we had been led to 
 hold some meetings. 
 
 On arriving in this little town we found that 
 the only building there was for the meetings had 
 burned down the day before. We spent the 
 day in a grocery store praying for a door to be 
 opened for the Gospel, for we had been told it 
 was a very wicked town and that the Pentecostal 
 message had never been preached there. 
 
 In the evening we went out to see about get- 
 ting some rooms where w^e could stay while 
 there. Going to a certain place we met the 
 Presbyterian minister. When he found that 
 we had come to have revival meetings he has- 
 tened to open his church to us and insisted that 
 we begin the services that night. He told us 
 
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 that he had been praying for a revival as 
 they had not had a convert in that town for 
 over thirty years, and that he hoped we could 
 do something to stir the people up. He had not 
 asked us what we were preaching, as many others 
 do when we arrive in a new place. If he had 
 known how we would stir up things in that dead 
 town and that fine Presbyterian church I don't 
 know whether he w^ould have been so quick to 
 invite us in. 
 
 He rang the church bell, we went in and began 
 to sing and pray, and soon the crowd came. 
 Such a hungry-looking lot of people they were, 
 yet they looked like they were ready to run if 
 something happened that they did not under- 
 stand. As we prayed and testified the glory 
 settled dowm over us. Each night the people 
 moved up a little closer to the fire, and some 
 dared to come up in the rostrum and help us 
 sing. Once in a while we heard a faint Amen 
 from the dear old pastor, and one night, after 
 the Lord had met us in a very sweet and wonder- 
 ful way, he came and said, "There is something 
 so different about you people from what we 
 have ever seen in others. Why," said he, "it is 
 no trouble at all for you to pray and testify, 
 and there is something about these meetings 
 that fills my heart with joy, and I want you to 
 pray that I will get this blessing that you have, 
 for we need a great spiritual awakening here." 
 
 I felt like jumping up and down and telling 
 him we had the Baptism of the Holy Ghost and 
 it was that which made us different from other 
 
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 folks. O Hallelujah! But I knew we must 
 use wisdom with them, so left it to the Lord to 
 work out in His own way and time. 
 
 The next night the power fell on Sister Hagg, 
 and she went up and down the platform singing 
 in the Spirit and speaking in tongues. We were 
 wonderfully anointed and had a blessed meeting. 
 The dear people had never seen anything like 
 that before. They looked so hungry. 
 
 The next morning the pastor and his wife 
 came to our rooms and he said, "I want this 
 blessed experience. Pray for me, and pray for 
 my wife's healing." She was deaf. We had a 
 sweet time praying together, the dear old pastor 
 callmg on God to send the Holy Spirit into his 
 life and into the church. 
 
 The next day we had to move on to Kansas 
 City. But I am sure there was a work done 
 and seed sown in Everton that will bring forth 
 fruit. The people came to bid us good-bye, 
 saying they were so glad we had come and 
 brought them the light of Pentecost. 
 
 At the depot we were told the price of our 
 tickets was $20. We found we were short of 
 that amount by 14.20. We had only $14.80. 
 We went aside and prayed, telling the Lord He 
 had told us to go to Kansas City, Missouri, and 
 now the train was arriving and we did not have 
 sufficient money. The Lord said, "Go to the 
 window and call for the tickets." We obeyed, 
 knowing the Lord was able to send money right 
 straight from Heaven. As husband received the 
 tickets through the window, the agent said, 
 
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 ''$14.80." We were soon on the train speeding 
 on our way. We do not know just how it came 
 about, but we know God did it. Hallelujah ! 
 He makes a way where there is no way, if we 
 beheve. 
 
 It was after dark when we arrived in Kansas 
 City. We prayed and asked the Lord just 
 where He w^anted us to go as we did not know 
 anyone there. He directed us straight up a 
 street. We walked several blocks, not knowing 
 where there were any missions. We saw a nice 
 little brick church on a corner, but no sign to 
 tell about meetings, and the doors were closed. 
 As we stood there praying, the Lord told me to 
 open the door and go in. 
 
 As we pushed on the door it opened into a ves- 
 tibule. From there some steps led into the audi- 
 torium through another door. We heard some 
 one saying, "Praise the Lord!" and knew they 
 must be Pentecostal people. A brother came with 
 outstretched hands to greet us, asking, "Where 
 did you come from?" It was dear Brother 
 Huff from Chicago, who w^as in charge of the 
 mission. We had a blessed time together prais- 
 ing God and seeing souls brought in and bap- 
 tized in the Spirit. We were also blessed wath 
 Brother Scott in the mission in Kansas City, 
 Kansas, and with his saints. 
 
 We then went on to Topeka, Kansas, by the 
 direction of the Lord. We never went anywhere 
 until we had prayed and received instructions 
 from the Lord. Most of the time He spoke 
 through my lips the name of the next place, 
 
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 even telling us when to go, and what train to 
 take. Oh, the blessedness of the sweet Holy 
 Spirit flowing in and upon our souls till we are 
 lost in Him. 
 
 ''He leadeth me, oh, blessed thought." 
 
 We arrived in Topeka, knowing nothing of 
 the missions there or how to find them. As we 
 were walking down a street the Lord said, "Ask 
 that boy where the mission is." He was the 
 son of one of the saints, and lived near the 
 mission. We were at that mission two weeks 
 and had a precious time. 
 
 The Lord provided for us to travel to Colo- 
 rado Springs with Sister Bowers in her car. 
 Many were the times and ways God showed His 
 mighty arm out-stretched toward us. We started 
 with very little money to buy food and gasoline, 
 or to pay for repairs for the car. But He pro- 
 vided for all. 
 
 One morning as we were crossing a bridge, 
 some drunken men ran their car into ours, 
 throwing it over the edge of the bridge which 
 had no rail, the bridge being a new one and 
 not completed. Our machine hung out over the 
 water fifty feet below. But as we went over 
 the edge the power came upon us all, and we 
 began speaking in tongues. The glory of God 
 came down like a great white cloud, and the 
 machine w^as picked up and set in the middle of 
 the bridge without a scratch on us or on it. 
 
 Another time when we came into a town we 
 were told that the road ahead was impassable; 
 
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 that t\veiu\- cars had been ptilled out of the 
 place Avhere the water coA^ered the road for 
 about a mile. We asked the Lord if we should go 
 on or not. He said we should go on. and if we 
 belie\"ed we shotdd see the glory of God. As we 
 approached the water, which came up to the 
 doors of the machine, and with great ditches 
 on either side, hlled with water, we coidd not 
 see where the road was. nor where the ditches 
 were. The power came down over the machine. 
 and we all began to sing in tongues. Sister 
 Bowers' hands went up in the air. and never 
 touched the wheel till we were o\"er the place, 
 about a mile in length. The mtid and water 
 did not e\en splash the wind shield or machine 
 anywhere. 
 
 "We ^yill rejoice in Thy salvation, and in 
 the name of God we will set up our banners. 
 The Lord fulfil all thv petitions." — Psalm 
 20:5. 
 
 We stopped at several places on the way and 
 held meetings. We also gave out tracts and 
 papers, hlling the rural mail boxes along the 
 highways with gospel literature. Each morning 
 we cooked our breakfast and had our morning 
 worship by the roadside, then went on our Avay 
 praising God for all His goodness in permitting 
 us to preach His glorious gospel. 
 
 One night when we were sleeping out on the 
 open prairie — as we were too heavily loaded 
 to carr>- a tent — there came up a terrible storm. 
 The wind blew at a territic gale and the thunder 
 
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 and lightning were awful. We were fast asleep 
 when a large coyote came near and began his 
 loud barking, evidently sent by the Lord to 
 awaken us just in time to see our clothes and 
 hats sweeping across the plain before the fierce 
 wind. We ran after them, and prayed the Lord 
 to stop the storm, telling Him He had promised 
 us that it should not rain on us. Then the wind 
 stopped, also the thunder and lightning, and we 
 had nice dry weather the rest of the way. 
 
 Arriving in Colorado Springs, we were wel- 
 comed by the dear pastor and people. They 
 had a nice assembly, and the Lord sweetly 
 worked the few days we were there. 
 
 Some people from the plains came asking us 
 to come and hold meetings for them in a school- 
 house. They had nevei heard Pentecost 
 preached, excepting one woman who had read 
 some about it and was hungry for the Baptism. 
 We found the whole country Free Methodist, 
 and they said they had the Holy Spirit. 
 
 We had meetings every night for about a week, 
 everybody sitting back and looking on. On 
 Sunday we were invited to the home of some of 
 the leading people for dinner. After we had 
 eaten, someone went to the piano and began 
 playing a hymn, and we started to sing. Soon 
 we heard a terrible noise. Looking around we 
 saw the man of the house laid out in the middle 
 of the floor, shaking from head to foot under the 
 power of God. In fact his feet were up in the air 
 and his whole body was shaking violently. Llis 
 wife and the people were running out after water 
 
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 to throw on him. But we told them it was the 
 power of God, and they must leave him alone. 
 They declared he had a spell with his heart and 
 was dying, but w^e kept on singing and holding 
 on in pra3^er till he came through. 
 
 The news spread all over the country, and 
 that night all the rigs and autos for many miles 
 around were there bringmg the people to see the 
 strange sights. While we were singing, the 
 daughter of this same man arose, came to the 
 altar and fell under the power. The fire spread 
 over the house, God working in a wondrous way. 
 Some said it was the power of God, others said 
 we were hypnotizing the people, and that was 
 what made them fall. The whole country was 
 stirred, and many heard the last-day message 
 of the outpouring of the Holy Spirit to prepare 
 the people for the coming of the Lord. We 
 still receive letters from these people. They 
 are holding on to God, and He is blessing them. 
 
 We also visited with dear Brother and Sister 
 Roper and their sister Stout, at Immanuel Faith 
 Home, in Pueblo. This is a school for orphan 
 children, and a faith home where saints and 
 missionaries can come and rest for a while. We 
 were there for a week, and those were days of 
 great blessing and refreshings from the Lord. 
 These dear saints have opened that wonderful 
 work in faith, looking to God to supply every 
 need, and surely He has done according to His 
 promise. The way we saw God work there in 
 answering prayer was far beyond anything we 
 had ever witnessed before, and the way the dear 
 
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 little children were taught to pray and trust 
 God for their needs was blessed. 
 
 From there we went in the machine to Denver, 
 where we spent two weeks at the camp-meeting. 
 How the blessing of the Lord did come down on 
 our souls! We were greatly refreshed and our 
 faith was quickened. The latter was needed, for 
 we were going to the mission field by faith, 
 looking to the Lord alone to supply every need. 
 
 The camp-meeting was coming to a close and 
 the tents were being taken down, but we did not 
 know where we were to go next. As I was pack- 
 ing the suit-cases, and getting ready to leave, the 
 Lord said to me, "Arrange your clothes, for you 
 will go to Los Angeles in a few days." 
 
 Offerings had been small and expenses heavy, 
 so we had but little money, therefore we did not 
 see how we could get to Los Angeles. But 
 never mind. "The natural man receiveth not 
 the things of God." Don't reason, but believe. 
 As I walked out by the lake, and saw the pretty 
 little fish so at home in the beautiful water, 
 without a care, for God took care of them. He 
 spoke to my heart, and said, "Not a worry, for 
 as I made this beautiful crystal lake for the 
 fish, so I have made a great and beautiful way 
 for My children. And just as the fish swim 
 through the water and drink it, so My little 
 children shall live and move in Me." "For in 
 Him we live and move and have our being." 
 
 Just then three women came up in a machine 
 and stopped near where I was. All were 
 
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 strangers to me, but the Spirit said, "Join your- 
 self to them." I went over and spoke to them, 
 asking if they were Christians. They said they 
 were, and were wanting to see me. They had 
 heard me speak the night before, and wanted to 
 see more of me. When I bade them good-bye 
 one of them went with me to my tent. She 
 said she had some of the Lord's money for me, 
 but did not know how to find me, as the camp 
 was breaking up and everyone was going away, 
 but she had been directed back to the camp- 
 ground. "Give me your address on the mission 
 field, ' she said, "as I am to help support you 
 there." Besides what she gave me at the camp- 
 meeting, she was one of our main supports on 
 the field, sending her offerings in no small sums. 
 We then went to Colorado Springs with a 
 brother in his auto. All the way the Lord kept 
 saying to me, "You will leave for Los Angeles 
 soon after arriving at the Springs." As we 
 must have $100.00 more for our tickets, we did 
 not know how it was going to work out. When 
 we went to the post ofihce we received a letter 
 from a brother in Kansas with a check for 
 $100.00. In the letter he said, "I supposed you 
 were in California, but as I was writing this 
 check I was led to send it to Colorado Springs. 
 Hope you receive it o. k." So here was the rest 
 of our fare. Just as God had said, we were to 
 go to California. He had the money right on 
 hand, bless His name! After buying our tickets 
 and a little lunch, we had $3 left. We praised 
 the Lord we were on our way to the mission 
 
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 field, to tell the heathen of this wonderful sal- 
 vation. 
 
 As the train pulled out ot the station, a little 
 sister who had been very kind to us threw $4 in 
 at the window. 
 
 OM-3 
 
THE CHURCH IN UNITY 
 
 The Wonderful Vision 
 
 We passed through Ro^al Gorge, and over 
 the mountains, reaching the highest point just 
 as the sun was sinking behind the western hills. 
 
 They call it "The Top of the World." There 
 is a post office there where tourists mail folders 
 and cards to all parts of the country-, describing 
 the beautiful scenery. Here is the Arkansas 
 River, dividing at an elevation of 10,000 feet, 
 running two ways, growing wdder and wider as it 
 flows down the mountain beside the railroad. 
 I sat looking out the window at the stream Avhich 
 waters the fields all along the sides of the moun- 
 tains and in the valleys. The water is conducted 
 through great flumes running in all directions, 
 even carrying the water up hill in some places. 
 
 The scene faded before my e^'es, and in its 
 place I saw a great desert, O, so big and barren! 
 There was nothing but bits of thorny cactus 
 growing here and there. The sand was dry 
 and parched. Far out in the middle of the 
 desert there was an old house. It was only a 
 shack. The roof boards were so old and 
 w^eathei beaten they were curling up at the ends. 
 The sides were beginning to fall away from the 
 roof. The door was small and falling off the 
 hinges. There seemed not one ray of hope for 
 the little old shack so far away in the desert. 
 The winds of many centuries had beaten upon 
 its sides. It was readv to fall. 
 
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 As I looked far awa\' on c\or\' side 1 saw 
 nothing but hot dry sand. Over the sand came 
 a man. He was weary, and the hot sun beat 
 fiercely upon his bare head. As he came nearer 
 I saw he was reading a Bible. He was so inter- 
 ested in it that he looked not ro the right or left. 
 His face was right down in the Book. Behind 
 him came another, and still another, until there 
 was a great company- of people, thousands of 
 them, bath men and women. All had then- 
 faces buried in the Bible. The\' were entering 
 the little old shack, passing in one by one. I 
 wondered at so many people being able to get 
 into so small a house. But soon I discovered 
 that the house was enlarging. The door be- 
 came -new and swung upright on ncAv hinges. 
 
 As far as I could see across the plain people 
 were coming. Each one's face was down in the 
 Word of God. They were all mo\'ing toward 
 and into the house, now no longer a dilapidated 
 shack but becoming a great strong building. 
 The roof was now of new material, of such a 
 bright red color that nn- eyes could not look upon 
 it. The sides had become new. From the door 
 clear water was beginning to flow. I could see 
 the sands of the desert carried before it as it 
 went down and out of the building. Then the 
 water burst forth from all sides of the house, 
 till all but the roof was clear, crystal water. 
 
 The water spread over the desert, until it had 
 become a mighty river co\'ering the whole 
 country, and people of every nation came run- 
 ning to it. The great house in the center was 
 
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 of such beauty that my eyes could not look upon 
 it. The people began to come out of the house, 
 but they were not the same as when they went 
 into it. They were now large men and women, 
 as tall as telephone poles. Their countenances 
 were shining with the glory of God. In their 
 hands were large nets. These they cast into the 
 stream, in which there were many fish, for as the 
 people of all nations ran and fell into the water 
 they became fish. I could see their tails as they 
 swam about. Each net was brought up full of 
 fine, large fish. 
 
 Over the top of the building was written in 
 letters of fire, 'THE CHURCH IN UNITY." 
 As the vision disappeared, I realized I was still 
 on the train. Having my Bible in my hand I 
 opened to this Scripture, "DECLARE HIS 
 GLORY AMONG THE HEATHEN, HIS 
 MARVELLOUS WORKS AMONG ALL 
 NATIONS." I Chron. 16:24. 
 
 Then the Lord showed me that when His 
 people receive, through the Holy Spirit, the 
 revelation of the Word, they will come together 
 in unity; not merely be brought together by 
 some creed or doctrine, but by the revelation of 
 the scriptures, as they are made Spirit and life. 
 This will cause the dilapidated building, which 
 represents the church out in the desert of un- 
 belief and false doctrine, to become new, strong 
 and great, with the waters of the Spirit flowing 
 out to all nations. And just as the Arkansas 
 River, rising at the mountain summit, divided 
 and ran both ways, watering the fields on either 
 
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 side of the mountain, so as the church reaches 
 the mountain summit of God's love and revel- 
 ation of the scriptures, the waters of salvation 
 will flow both ways, to fthe home and also to 
 the foreign field, and there will be a Heaven- 
 taught and Spirit-trained ministry of apostles, 
 prophets, evangelists, pastors and teachers, for 
 the perfecting of the saints, and for the evan- 
 gelization of the heathen. 
 
OPENING THE WAY. 
 
 . Arriving in Salt Lake City at noon the next 
 day, we were told the train we should take for 
 Los Angeles did not carry chair cars, so we 
 would have to wait for a train that left at mid- 
 night. We were very tired from our long train 
 ride and went aside in the station to rest. I lay 
 down on a couch in the ladies' rest room, but 
 just as I had settled down for rest the Lord said 
 to me, "Go and buy your berth on this train, 
 for it will be the last train through." I did not 
 know what it meant, but I did not doubt the 
 voice of God that had spoken to me so many 
 times in the fifteen years I have been saved. 
 
 I went to my husband and told him, and 
 together we went to the Pullman ticket ofhce. 
 The agent said, 'T have not a berth left. The 
 train is full and leaves in fifteen minutes." I 
 told him the Lord had said we were to go on 
 that train, and there must be a place somewhere 
 for us. He said he knew he had not a berth left. 
 I said we must have two upper berths, as we 
 did not have sufficient money for lower berths. 
 The $4 given by the little sister in Colorado 
 Springs as our train was leaving and the $3.00 
 we had was aU we had for the berths. Just 
 then a man stepped up and said there were two 
 upper berths left, as some people had decided 
 not to go on that train. "Well," said the agent, 
 "I guess they are for you, but you will have to 
 
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 hurry, as the train is ready to go." Entering 
 the coach we found the two berths were together. 
 How the Lord does plan for His children, open- 
 ing doors which no man can shut. Hallelujah! 
 
 As we neared the California border the strike 
 came on that paralyzed all street-car and train 
 service for ten days. Three times the men 
 were about to leave our train out on the desert. 
 But we prayed, and God took the train through 
 to Los Angeles. Other trains that started were 
 forsaken by the trainmen and hundreds of people 
 were left in the desert without food or water. 
 Relief was sent to them by auto trucks, and they 
 came through in that way. But God spoke to 
 us, and we obeyed, and went on the last train 
 that got through for over ten days. 
 
 How God does care for His own! We were 
 going out as missionaries and He wanted to 
 teach us lessons of faith. That is why He took 
 us along with just enough money for one trip at 
 a time. Many times we were without money or 
 had but little. Then, He would tell us not to 
 look at our little means, but to look to Him, 
 with Heaven's great storehouse full for all who 
 would believe. "The just shall live by faith." 
 The new creature in Christ Jesus becomes heir 
 to ALL His riches in glory. *'0 the depth of 
 the riches both of the wisdom and knowl- 
 edge of God! how unsearchable are His 
 judgments, and His ways past finding 
 out!" Rom. 11:33. 
 
 We arrived in Los Angeles with seventy-five 
 cents. The taxi man asked S4 to take us to 
 
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 the camp -grounds, and no street cars were 
 running. We asked Father how we were to get 
 out there. It was too far to walk. I was 
 directed to a little lunch-counter across the 
 street, to ask the man about a machine standing 
 in front of his place. He told me he would 
 take us out there, as he was carrying passen- 
 gers since the strike was on. We asked him 
 the fare and he said, "Seventy-five cents." We 
 laughed, for Father knew just how much we 
 had, and would not let him ask more. 
 
 We reached the camp-grounds about nine 
 o'clock. The Evangelist was preaching on faith, 
 and how w^e should trust God. She stretched 
 out her arm toward us and said, in a loud 
 voice, *'The just shall live by faith." This 
 was a familiar text to us, as it had been our 
 motto for some three months, or more, but it is 
 always new. 
 
 Brother Fisher came and said, "We have a 
 tent up and ready for you, but we have made no 
 arrangements for meals for you, as everybody 
 makes their own arrangements for those." We 
 praised God for the tent and knew He would 
 take care ot the rest, for He had sent us there, 
 so He would provide. 
 
 We were invited home with some friends that 
 night, but returned to the camp to stay the next 
 morning. Noon came. Everybody was going 
 out to the stand to get lunch. We had to pray. 
 So we went into our little tent, knelt down and 
 told our Heavenly Father about our needs. He 
 
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 says He knows our needs before we ask Him, 
 but we receive by asking. It is so sweet to tell 
 Him about every little need. We had spoken 
 to no one else about them, as that would not be 
 faith. We went across the grounds to the big 
 tent. A sister came, put her arms around me, 
 and said, "Sister, are you a missionary?" I 
 told her we were just going out for the first 
 time. She said the Lord had laid it on her 
 heart to open a dining tent for the missionaries 
 on the camp-ground, and she wanted to invite 
 me and my little family to eat with them. I 
 need not say that dining tent was one of the 
 sweetest places I have ever seen. We would 
 gather there and sing and praise God and eat 
 the food He had provided. It was Heaven on 
 earth. I am sure dear Sister Craton and her 
 sister, who worked so faithfully, will receive 
 abundant reward when Jesus comes. 
 
 The meeting was wonderful. The Word was 
 preached under the mighty anointing every 
 afternoon and night. Hundreds were brought 
 in and baptized in the Holy Spirit, and many 
 were healed. One day they carried in a Jew. 
 He was an invalid, had been sick for many 
 years and did not believe the Bible or in God. 
 We gathered around him and prayed. A great 
 ball of fire came down through the tent, struck 
 that man on the head, knocked him out of his 
 chair and on to his feet, and almost knocked 
 down all who were praying with him. He was 
 healed and baptized in the Holy Spirit, and ran 
 over the grounds leaping and praising God. 
 
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 Many things God did there that strengthened 
 our faith and prepared us for the hfe of faith on 
 the mission field. 
 
 After the camp-meeting we rented a httle 
 apartment where we might Hve and make ready 
 for our trip, for there was sewing to be done and 
 things to be made ready. We w^ere expecting to 
 sail about the first of October. But one day, 
 as we were praying about when we should sail, 
 the Lord said, "You will sail about the first ot 
 the year." We thought that was a long time 
 off, and did not understand why we w^ere to 
 wait so long. Going to the steamship ofiice we 
 learned that the port of Corinto, where we were to 
 land, was under quarantine for yellow fever, and 
 had been for several months, but the ban would 
 be lifted about the first of the year, and it was. 
 
 They were precious months that follow^ed. 
 Everything that we needed had to be prayed in 
 — trunks, suitcases, clothing, ever^'thing came 
 in answ^er to prayer. 
 
 While in San Francisco I was very busy in 
 meetings and had many letters to write. Sister 
 Kerr said, "Ask the Lord to give you a type- 
 WTiter to take with you." "Oh," I said, "I could 
 never have faith for a typewTiter, as I could get 
 along without that, and need so many other 
 things." While I w^as praying in my room the 
 Lord said to me, "You can have faith for a 
 typewriter. Ask for one, and you shall have it." 
 I said, "Lord, I do not know how to use a type- 
 writer." He told me that when I went back to 
 Los Angeles I could go to night school and 
 
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 learn to use a typewriter, and then He would 
 give me one. This I did, and soon learned how 
 to typewrite. Then I received a letter from a 
 brother enclosing a check for $50, saying it was 
 for a Corona typewriter to take to the mission 
 field. I had never seen the brother and do not 
 know how he knew of me, but God knows. I 
 almost ran to the Corona office to get my type- 
 writer, and with it I am writing this book. 
 
 "I love the Lord, because He hath heard 
 my voice and my supplications. Because 
 He hath inclined His ear unto me, there- 
 fore will I call upon Him as long as I live." 
 —Psalm 116:1,2. 
 
 While in Oakland dear sister Rawlins told me 
 the Lord had spoken to her to take her new Singer 
 sewing machine, go home with me to Los Angeles 
 and do up all my sewing. Here again was the 
 dear loving hand of my Heavenly Father. He 
 said He would give me mothers and brothers and 
 sisters. This dear sister was truly a mother to 
 me. She came with me, did up the sewing, 
 and, as we were packing ready to leave for the 
 mission field, and she to return to Oakland, she 
 gave me the machine to take with me. How 
 sweet that God has so many precious children 
 who are ready to lay down their lives for the 
 Gospel. We may not all be called to go, but 
 we all can do our part. God bless every one 
 who has given so freely and made it possible 
 for the missionaries to go. As I think of the 
 many things and the money that have been 
 given by the dear children of God, it makes me 
 
44 On Mule Back 
 
 tear I may not prove true and use it all to His 
 glory. But there is a cry in my soul that the 
 Lord will help me to be faithful, and render unto 
 the Lord for all His benefits unto me. Psalm 
 116:12. 
 
 Everything was provided for the trip. New 
 trunks were sent up to the house. Two nice 
 handbags were given. One woman gave my 
 daughter and me beautiful riding suits made 
 to order. A certain book I had long been want- 
 ing to read, and had not been able to get, was 
 brought and laid on our table when I was out. 
 Many little tokens of love were brought by the 
 saints — nice useful things. 
 
 But there was one thing lacking, a most im- 
 portant one. That was our fare. The Lord had 
 miraculously interfered and gotten us our pass- 
 ports, and everything was packed and ready, 
 but no money for the fare, which was near 
 S700.00, including excess baggage. One morn- 
 ing, while praying in my room, the Lord said, 
 "Go to the steamship office and make 
 your reservations." "But, Lord, I haven't 
 the money to pay down." He said, "Get ready; 
 I will send the money." By the time I was 
 dressed and ready, a friend entered the room and 
 gave me |15. Well, why hadn't the Lord sent 
 all that was needed for the fare? Never mind; 
 He had another lesson of faith to teach us. I 
 went to the office and found out about the steam- 
 ers. One sailed January 12th. The Lord said, 
 "Take that one." Different faithful friends 
 asked, "When does the steamer sail?" We told 
 
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 them. "And you haven't your fare yet?" "No, 
 we haven't the fare yet, but it is coming." They 
 said they did not believe we were to sail so soon 
 or God would have sent the fare. But we knew 
 God had spoken and we believed. 
 
 One afternoon a woman came with a message 
 which she claimed was from God. Some of them 
 had been praying about our going, and had re- 
 ceived a message that we were not to go yet. 
 Instead we were to go to a certain place and 
 open a work. For that reason God had 
 not sent us our fare. I replied, "I can't believe 
 that, for God has spoken to me many times, and 
 this message is the same that came through my 
 lips in San Francisco, when He told me that we 
 were to sail about the first of the year." At 
 that time, as already related, we found the port 
 was under quarantine that would be lifted about 
 the first of the year. Later we found it had been 
 lifted, and the Lord had told us we were to sail 
 on the steamer that went on Jan. 12. 
 
 We kept in sweet communion with the Lord, 
 and every time these friends came with a mes- 
 sage. He whispered to us to be still and know He 
 was God; and we should see His salvation. 
 Time went by. Only a week more before sailing, 
 and we must have our tickets in three days in 
 order to have our baggage attended to, still 
 there was no money in sight. We kept praising 
 the Lord that He had spoken, and it would come 
 to pass. A dear saint, we thought much of, 
 came in. She asked if we had our fare. We 
 said we had not. She said, "Surely there is 
 
46 On Mule Back 
 
 something wrong. God does not want you to 
 go now." But we quietly praised God. He 
 had spoken, and it was so. Like Pau^, we 
 thanked God and took courage, when it 
 seemed that everything was against us on every 
 side, and the darkest hour was there. Then 
 came dear Brother Norris from San Bernardino, 
 Cahfornia. He said the Lord had sent him to 
 pay our fares. So he went down and paid for 
 our tickets and excess baggage. 
 
 Why did we have this test? It was just one 
 more lesson tor us to learn. We must come to 
 the place where we know the voice of the Lord 
 and there must be no mistake about it. He 
 wants us to know beyond the shadow of a doubt. 
 We are in dark days and there are many spirits 
 to deceive. We must know the voice of God, 
 and then, no matter how impossible it may 
 seem, follow His voice. 
 
 Many were the tests and trials we passed 
 through, but glorious was the victory He gave 
 in the end. 
 
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 Father N. J. Norris, who paid our way to the Mission field 
 
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 The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want; 
 
 He leadeth me out of the dry and thirsty land, 
 He bringeth me forth in pastures of green — 
 
 My eyes may not see all the ways He has planned, 
 Far out with Him in the way of faith, unseen. 
 
 The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want. 
 Over the way of thorns and rocks I may go, 
 
 But He is the one who taketh me through; 
 
 Through the thick darkness of doubt and woe. 
 
 But out from the clouds of darkness falls Heaven's 
 sweet dew. 
 
 The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want. 
 
 So lead me on by Thy Spirit, O God, 
 Take me into Thyself so dear; 
 
 Leave me not, though I pass under Thy rod. 
 Breathing the breath of fragrant air, leaving behind 
 all fear. 
 
 The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want. 
 Out to the mission field, alone with Him; 
 
 To tell the poor heathen that Jesus has died; 
 Breaking the bread to one and all. 
 
 Telling them His death redeemed from the fall. 
 
 OM-4 
 
BREAD UPON THE WATERS 
 From Los Angeles to Nicaragua, C. A. 
 
 We sailed from Los Angeles, on the S. S. 
 Curacao, January 12th, 1920. After five days 
 we arrived at the port of Matzalan, Mexico. 
 The first sight of the city was the large cathedral 
 on the hill. Our boat came to anchor, and as 
 it was to sta}' a whole da>', we took a launch and 
 went ashore. 
 
 The city was very beautiful, nestling in the 
 valle>', surrounded b\- mountains and sea. The 
 beach Avas thronged with bathers. The streets 
 and courts were lined with tropical flowers, 
 palm and cocoanut trees. The sun was so warm 
 that we were soon persuaded to remove our 
 coats and sweaters, and we stepped into a hotel 
 court to rest. 
 
 We noticed one beggar after another coming 
 in and asking alms. Going out into the streets 
 again we noticed they seemed to be filled with 
 poor, ragged, barefoot people begging. On in- 
 quiry we were told this was "Beggars' Day," 
 when the poor came out and receiA-ed help. 
 
 As we sat in the plaza and saw all the sin and 
 wickedness around us, we were reminded of 
 Paul's experience at Athens. His spirit was 
 stirred when he saw the city wholh* given to 
 idolatry, and found the altar with the inscrip- 
 tion, "To the unknown God." Truly our spirits 
 were stirred when we saw the high spires on the 
 cathedral, and the altar within, and realized 
 
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 that God was not known to the people. The 
 many beggars were a striking picture of the 
 great need of the whole city. The beggars' 
 dirty rags told of their need of the robes of 
 righteousness. Their bare feet showed the need of 
 being shod with the preparation of the Gospel of 
 Peace, for truly they had no peace. Many of 
 them were blind, and surely they were blind to 
 the truth. Beggars would come and touch us, 
 and ask alms. Like Peter and John, silver and 
 gold we did not have, but we could tell them of 
 Jesus, and we did so. But they were so blind 
 and deaf they did not seem to know what we 
 were talking about. 
 
 We were taken by a gentleman in a carriage 
 to see. the places of interest in the city, which 
 were many. Then we returned to the ship, but 
 found it would not be ready to sail for some time 
 yet. We seated ourselves on the deck and 
 watched the many boats and launches that 
 covered the waters. The wind was strong and 
 the waves ran high. We saw a small row-boat 
 with two men in it, rowing hard for the shore. 
 It made me think of the great mass of people 
 here who were being tossed by the waves of sin. 
 
 * 'Captain, Lower the Gang-Piank 
 for I am Coming." 
 
 Then the Spirit gave me a picture of the sin- 
 ner as the small boat tossed to and fro by the 
 high waves of sin. The large steamer, with all 
 her passengers, very peaceful, and with no toil- 
 ing to keep afloat, represented the children of 
 
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 God with all His cargo of love and grace in their 
 souls. Thoy did not ha\e to Avork to keep 
 s;ived, but He saved them and rhe>- were at 
 home on the waters of His lo\ o. 1 seemed to 
 hear the Lord say that as the \\arers of this 
 might\- ocean could come in on that little lx)at, 
 and sink it Ixnieath its wa\-es. never again to be 
 found, even so His great love for the sinner could 
 come in on his frail bark of sin, swallow it up, 
 and sink it in the sea of forgetfulness. never 
 ag-ain to W found. 
 
 Darkness Wgan to settle o\er the waters. 
 The whistle had blown, the g^ang plank been 
 pulled in. and the vessel was slowly mo^■ing away. 
 Suddenh^ we heard a cry coming oAcr the waves, 
 "Captain, lower the gang plank, for I am 
 coming." lu the dim exeuing light we could 
 see a man standing in the launch that was com- 
 ing as fast as it could. Again the cr> came. 
 "Captain, lower the gang plank, for I am 
 coining," Ir was our freight clerk, who had 
 been ashore, drinking and indulging in sin, until 
 he had almost missed his opjx^rtunit>- to get on 
 board. But at the captain's command they 
 lowered the gxmg plank, the clerk jiunped on it 
 and came on board. 
 
 To me this taught a lesson. The big ship 
 Sahation has pulled into the harbor of the 
 needy, the needy one comes in his little row- 
 Ix^at of trouble and cries for help, and the g^mg 
 plank, the Gospel of love, is let dowTi to him. and 
 he jumps on and is saved. So. as we go among 
 these need>" people, in their little old row-boats 
 
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 On Board Ship 
 
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 toiling on the angry waters of sin, we hope to 
 see the dear old Gospel ship of Zion pull into 
 many a harbor, and lower the gang plank of 
 love and mercy, and see people jumping on and 
 coming aboard for the glory-land. For truly, 
 Jesus is coming soon, and what we do we must 
 do quickly, ere they perish. 
 
 At another port we had to wait a day for the 
 unloading of cargo. Many natives came to the 
 ship to sell birds and different things, and we had 
 a wonderful opportunity to give out the Word of 
 God to them. How eager they were to hear of 
 the love of God to save them. One old man 
 came up out of his little boat and said. ''Are 
 there many people in your country who know 
 about this great God, and how He sent His Son 
 to die for us?" We told him there were many 
 who knew about it. Then he said, "Why don't 
 they come and tell us about it and help us to 
 find Him." We were speechless, for we knew 
 there were few who would leave all to tell them 
 of Jesus and His power to save. 
 
 "I'll Be Waiting for You When Your 
 
 Ship Returns." 
 
 Several little boys came on board from the 
 many boats and lighters, and played with Carl. 
 He brought out his little train, that ran on a 
 track. They had never seen anything like that 
 before, so they spent the day with him. We gave 
 each one tracts and a Testament to carry home. 
 How their little dark faces did shine with delight 
 when we told them of the love of Jesus for every 
 
58 On Mule Back 
 
 one of them, and how God had sent us to tell 
 the people to get ready, for He was soon coming 
 back to earth. One little fellow was very much 
 interested, asking many questions about the 
 Bible and the tracts we had given him. 
 
 Just then the bell rang, and orders were given 
 for every visitor to get off, for the ship was ready 
 to go. As this dear little fellow took Carl's hand 
 and shook it he said, "I will be waiting for 
 you when you come back. I will wait every 
 day till I see this ship return, and then you 
 can tell me more about Jesus and how to 
 find this peace you have." 
 
 He rowed away in a small boat, and, as far as 
 we could see, we saw his little hand waving, and 
 heard him saying, "I will be waiting for you 
 when you come back." 
 
 How we wept, for we knew we would not come 
 that wa}' again, and realized that the little 
 fellow might never again hear the Gospel. Shall 
 we fail to go to them with the bread of life? 
 
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 Carl on bridge of ship at sea 
 
THE STARS AND STRIPES AND 
 BEAUTIFUL MANZANILLA 
 
 Wc reached Manzanilla on January 19th. 
 PiiUing- ourselves up on the dock out of the httle 
 boat that brought us ashore, and walking a 
 short distance, we came to the street on the 
 water front. 1 1 w a s fi 1 1 e d with [) e o p 1 e 
 who had gathered to see the ship come in. With 
 eager faces they watched the unloading of the 
 cargo. We thought if only the many launches and 
 boats that had gone to the ship for passengers 
 and cargo could bring messengers and messages 
 to this hungry people's souls, what a blessed 
 thing.it would be! 
 
 We walked through the little city. The streets 
 were filled with barefoot men, women, and 
 children, many of whose clothes were ragged and 
 dirty. Many pigs and sick dogs were roaming 
 about eagerly hunting food, which appeared to 
 be scarce. Our hearts were touched. As we 
 looked up to Heaven there came a cry from my 
 soul for the deliverance of these people. 
 
 Our attention was attracted by the ringing of 
 a bell away up the mountain side. There we 
 saw a small white Temple. The people began 
 to swarm up there, answering the call of the bell. 
 We went up with them. As we stepped inside 
 the great iron gate that is kept closed at all 
 other times, but was now opened for the people 
 to enter, we saw the poor barefoot, ragged 
 creatures enter, and kneeling down, make the 
 
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 sign of the cross and Avorship the tall image 
 before them, then rise to their feet and pass 
 out. 
 
 The floor of the temple was dirty, and the 
 seats covered "\A-ith dust. We were made to 
 think of the Scripture in Isaiah 1 :6. 
 
 "From the sole of the foot even unto 
 the head there is no soundness in it: but 
 Avounds. and bruises, and putrifying sores: 
 they have not been closed, neither botmd 
 tip. neither mollified with ointment. Your 
 country is desolate." 
 
 Surely the whole countr\" is devoid of the 
 power and glor\- of the God who made them 
 in His own image. 
 
 As we stoc<l there in the gate of the temple. 
 we saw, high up on the mountain, the American 
 flag waving in the ocean breezes. The flag was 
 on the home of the American consul. It seemed 
 to speak of freedom for that poor suffering 
 people. 
 
 Oh that God's children, who have been 
 touched by Di\^ne power and filled with God's 
 love, would go in upon the wrings of faith and 
 prayer, lift the blood-stained banner of Jesus, 
 and wave it o'er this desolate land rill it re- 
 sounds with the falling of the Latter Rain, which 
 is able to make it bud and bloom and bring 
 forth fruit unto eternal life! 
 
 Upon returning to our ship the burden was 
 so heavy on me that I fell on my knees and cried 
 to God to save these people. Then the Lord ^aid. 
 
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 "What thou seest, write in a book, and 
 send it unto the churches." — Rev. 1:11, 19. 
 
 We saw men with bands around their heads 
 holding great packs on their necks. They were 
 carrying loads from the boats which were bring- 
 ing the ship's cargo to shore. Truly they were 
 pictures of the spiritual bondage of the people 
 staggering under their burdens of sin, and with 
 the yoke of the devil on their necks. 
 
 O, my Lord, in travail of soul I cry. 
 
 That Thou wilt hear and answer from the sky, 
 
 And send Thy Holy Spirit down in power; 
 O let it fall, my Lord, in a mighty shower. 
 
 O save this people from the tempter's snare, 
 Let them in Thy heavenly glory share — 
 
 Save them, O Lord, from sin and shame. 
 
 That they may know the power of Jesus' name. 
 
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SALINA CRUZ, MEXICO. 
 
 My Vision Interpreted 
 
 Here God gave me the interpretation of the 
 vision which I had when I was saved, fifteen 
 years before. From under the altar where I 
 was kneeUng I saw a great white cloud boiling 
 out, full of upstretched black hands. 
 
 We were in Mexican waters and there was 
 some trouble at this port. We expected to stay 
 there about two days. Everyone was cautioned 
 to be careful not to do or say anything that 
 would stir up trouble. As we had been giving 
 out t'acts and Bibles at every port as we came 
 down, we thought to do the same here, but we 
 were told it would be dangerous to do so for it 
 might cause a disturbance. 
 
 As we sat there and saw the dear people come 
 down to the boat to sell things, our hearts were 
 stirred, for we saw them as sheep having no 
 shepherd. A group of fruit peddlers was sitting 
 near. Taking some Spanish tracts and Testa- 
 ments, I went over and talked to them as much 
 as I could with my limited knowledge of the 
 language, and gave them Gospel literature. A 
 crowd gathered around, each holding out a hand 
 for tracts. Even the custom house officers 
 dressed in white, as is customary in the tropics, 
 came over. The people came running from all 
 sides, till soon I was pressed upon by them. 
 Some flat cars were standing near. I climbed 
 upon one of these to get out of the press, but 
 
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 the people climbed up, too, holding out their 
 black hands for the little messengers. There 
 must have been two or three hundred crowding 
 around. 
 
 As I was up there on that flat car looking down 
 upon the poor hungry souls, holding out their 
 black hands for the Bread of Life, I began to 
 weep, and to speak in tongues. God spoke 
 through me in Spanish to these dear hearts, 
 telling them the story of the cross, and how and 
 why Jesus died for us. It must have been an 
 hour that I stood there in the hot sun, talking 
 to them. They wept and begged for more 
 tracts to carry home to their loved ones. One 
 man, who could speak English, said to me, "We 
 did not think you could speak our language so 
 well," then he told me what I had said. 
 
 And there my vision of the white cloud full of 
 black hands was interpreted. Dressed in white, 
 they were reaching out black hands for the 
 gospel. Shall they call in vain? Oh, no! We 
 will carry to them the gospel, the blessed story 
 of Jesus and His wonderful love. They, too, 
 shall be saved and ready when He comes. 
 
 In many places in Mexico the power of God 
 is falling. In one place a Mexican heard the 
 gospel and w^as saved. He began preaching to 
 the people. The Holy Spirit fell, and about a 
 hundred received the Baptism. They were call- 
 ing for a missionary to come to them. Shall 
 we linger? Shall we not answer these calls? 
 
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 The wonderful love of God is better far than gold ; 
 
 The wonderful love of God is better felt than told; 
 
 The wonderful love of God so deep, so full, so free; 
 
 The wonderful love of God as fathomless as the sea ; 
 
 The wonderful love of God from Heaven to earth is 
 sent; 
 
 The wonderful love of God for each poor sinnei is 
 meant. 
 Tell it! Sing it! Preach it! Till all the earth around 
 Shall hear thereof, and God be found. 
 
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 Taking their morning bath 
 
THE VIRGIN OF THE ANGELS 
 
 The people worship many different kinds of 
 idols. Sometimes they walk hundreds of miles 
 to do penance to some stick of wood or piece ot 
 stone which has been set up by the priests. 
 
 We met one young man who told us he had 
 crawled three hundred miles, carrying a golden 
 dish,, valued at ten thousand dollars. This idol 
 to which he crawled is in Costa Rica, and is 
 called "The Virgin of the Angels." The 
 people have been made to believe that th's little 
 image of black stone, three and a half inches 
 high, can perform all sorts of miracles such as 
 opening blind eyes, healing the deaf, and driving 
 away evil spirits. The temple in which this idol 
 is kept was built at a cost of one million dollars. 
 Once a year this "Virgin of the Angels" is carried 
 to visit all the other santos (saints-idols) that 
 she may bless them, and give them more power 
 for the ensuing year. This immense temple is 
 literally lined with gold and silver dishes and 
 cooking utensils brought there by the rich in- 
 habitants of the country, with the hope that the 
 image would bless and heal them. Just outside 
 the temple are stacks of corn, bananas, coffee, 
 sticks and stones, which the poor people have 
 brought that they, too, might have their sins 
 taken away and their diseases healed. 
 
 They are begging for the Gospel. Their call 
 comes to you and me. 
 
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 *'Coine over and help us!" 
 
 and God asks, "Who will go for us?" 
 
 Isaiah 6:8. Who will leave home, friends, 
 and loved ones, and go out, not knowing whither 
 they go? They will have to eat native foods 
 that are unclean and unwholesome, and which 
 may cause fevers and various sicknesses. They 
 may have to sleep in old dirty native huts, 
 where mosquitos, scorpions, bats, and vermin 
 will attack them. Nevertheless God is calling 
 now, as He called in Isaiah's day, "WHO WILL 
 GO FOR US?" Jesus is Coming Soon! The 
 message must go forth regardless of the cost. 
 
 As we w^ent aboard the ship, the Lord said to 
 me, 
 
 "Cast thy bread upon the waters." 
 
 Many dear souls were reached by the tracts on the 
 different vessels upon which we traveled. To 
 Gcd be all the glory! Eternity alone will reveal 
 the number who received the Gospel in this way. 
 Passengers and crews alike read the tracts, and 
 called for more. People from all parts of the 
 world have taken the little messengers with 
 them and as they have grasped our hands with 
 a hearty "Good-bye, and God bless you in your 
 work," our own souls have been blessed and 
 refreshed, for we have seen the Word of God, that 
 liveth and abideth forever, finding its way into 
 the hearts of men and women. 
 
 People who were sick and afflicted, traveling 
 in search of health, have heard the message of 
 healing through Jesus Christ, and have been 
 
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 healed, as we told them of the body of Christ 
 that was broken for us, and that by His 
 stripes we were healed. Souls who had sought 
 comfort and rest in various religions, hearing 
 the story of the cross, and of how Jesus died 
 that we m.ight live, have accepted Him, and 
 gone on their way rejoicing. 
 
 "Cast thy bread upon the waters, for thou 
 shalt find it after many days." Eccles. 11:1. 
 We know that when we reach the pearly gates 
 of Heaven we shall see many who have been re- 
 deemed from sin, because they read and heard 
 the Bread of the Word, which we cast upon the 
 waters. 
 
 While we were giving out tracts and Testa- 
 ments to the people who came to sell fruit and 
 birds in one port in Mexico, we met a Mexican 
 who had never heard the Gospel, or seen a Bible 
 or a missionary before. I gave him a tract, in 
 his own language, on the second coming of the 
 Lord. He looked at the tract, then at me, and 
 then said, "What is this for?" I told him it was 
 a tract telling of the soon coming of Jesus back 
 to this earth again. I could not speak or under- 
 stand much Spanish. He said, "I will read it, 
 then bring someone to interpret for me, for I 
 want to know more about this." He went away, 
 and in a few minutes came back with a young 
 man who could speak English, for his interpreter. 
 
 He asked me where I heard the Lord was 
 soon coming back again. I said I had read it 
 in the Bible, and that God was pouring out the 
 Holy Spirit upon the earth in these last days; 
 
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 thai thousands wore receiving the Spirit, and that 
 the Holy Spirit is reveahng to the people that 
 Jesus is coming soon. 
 
 He then told iis he had been going all over 
 Mexico. Central and South America, visiting 
 idols and saints, \valking several thousands of 
 miles, carrying hea\ >■ loads of gifts to these 
 idols in the attempt to get peace of soul, 
 but had not foimd it. At last, sick and weary, 
 and in despair, he ga\ e up. 
 
 I le \vas ^vondering if there \vere a I nxi and had 
 asked that if there \vere He should make Hintself 
 kno\vn to hint in some Ava>'. Fhen he said he saw 
 a great, strong man coming up out of the sea. so 
 powerful that he could make every nation of the 
 woi"ld bow to him. This man destro>ed the 
 Pope of Rome and the Catholic Church, built a 
 great church for himself, and sought to compel 
 all the workl to worship him. but there were 
 many who would not do this, so he made war 
 against them, killing them all. and the earth was 
 covered with blood. "Fhe people called on God to 
 stop the terrible war and take awa\' this man 
 from the earth. Then Jesus came on a great 
 white horse with many angels following him. 
 destro>ed the wicked man. and set up a beauti- 
 ful kingdom of peace, in which everyone was so 
 happy, and the whole earth became a great 
 beautiful garderi. 
 
 Then this Mexican said, "l felt ver\- happy in 
 my heart, and had such great peace of mind." 
 
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 He had prayed God to send someone to tell 
 him more of this way. He said he was very 
 astonished to find someone giving out tracts on 
 the ship. Always before when he made his 
 trips he saw only gambling and dancing, but 
 this time he found people preaching the Gospel. 
 
 He went awa^^ happy, to tell his people he had 
 found the Bible and the Way of Life. He talk- 
 ed to all the Mexicans on board, telling them 
 how God had answered his prayer. 
 
 One man, who owned a gold mine in Mexico, 
 and had been in the United States and was re- 
 turning, told us, as we were giving out litera- 
 ture to the people, that we were the first mission- 
 aries he ever met coming that way. He said he 
 had been in Mexico forty years, had made many 
 trips back and forth, but had met no Christians 
 in those parts before. He himself knew some- 
 thing of the Gospel, and was glad to have the 
 papers, and told us of the great need among 
 the people there. 
 
 Oh! shall not we who have received this great 
 outpouring of the Spirit, cry, as did the holy ones 
 in Isaiah, "Holy, holy, holy, is Jehovah of hosts!'' 
 till the whole earth be filled with His glory? As 
 I write in the hot state-room of the ship, my 
 soul is full of glory, and my hands are 
 being moved over the typewriter by the power 
 of the Spirit, while He tells me that Jesus is 
 coming soon, that we must work fast, and open 
 our souls to Himself until we are filled with His 
 power and glory, so that the people with whom 
 
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 we come in contact will know we have been 
 with Him. and learned of Him. 
 
 A >oimg man came to me and said. "I heard 
 you praying in your state-room this morning. 
 jNIay I come in next time when 3-0U have prater? 
 I want to know about the Gospel. ' ' We had given 
 him a Testament. The next morning he came 
 and knelt with us and prayed to the Lord to save 
 him. He arose, with his face shining with the 
 glory of God, saying, "Won't you come to m>- 
 country and tell my people about Jesus? My 
 mother has been making long trips to worship 
 'The Black Christ' in the great temple on the 
 Honduras border, but she hasn't found peace. 
 \A'on't A'ou come and tell her of this wonderful 
 salvation?" We corresponded with him later, 
 sending him tracts and papers, and he is going 
 on with the Lord. Won't you pray that God 
 will raise up someone who will go to them with 
 the Gospel before it is too late? 
 
 As I have already said. Central and South 
 America are opening their eyes, and fast turning 
 from Romanism. They are accepting Spirit- 
 ualism, New Thought. Christian Science, and 
 all kinds of false religions, because the true Gos- 
 pel is not being preached to them. Shall we 
 not awake, rise up. go forth with the message of 
 the cross, and reach these people before they are 
 destroyed with these awful things? 
 
 A man from Honduras, who had been in the 
 States studying New Thought, was returning 
 with several boxes of books to sell to the people. 
 
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 This dear young man had never heard the Gospel. 
 He said he found that Rome was keeping 
 the people in ignorance. Having met some New 
 Thought teachers in his country, he had been to 
 the States and studied New Thought for a year, 
 and was now returning to teach it to his people, 
 who, he said, were anxious to have him do so. 
 
 We gave him a Bible, the first he had ever 
 seen, and he read it every day. We talked and 
 prayed with him until he was saved, for the dear 
 old Word of God always wins its way into the 
 hearts of men. He threw the New Thought 
 books overboard and went on his way with 
 tracts, Testaments and Bibles for his people, 
 rejoicing that he had found the true God. Let 
 us pray for this precious soul, that God will 
 greatly use him. He is a finely educated young 
 man, whose influence will tell on his country- 
 men. 
 
 Oh! how glad we were we had been led to take 
 that boat, and had had the opportunity to give 
 the Bread of Life to that hungry man! God had 
 led us on that very ship, and certainly we were 
 blessed as we cast the Word of God forth and 
 saw many people running after it. There is a 
 great ministry on the ships, not only to passen- 
 gers, but also to the officers and crews. They 
 spend all their time on the water, and do not 
 have any opportunity to hear the Gospel, only 
 as it is taken to them. 
 
 Another man, a Jew, was very sick, had been 
 for a long time. He was traveling for his 
 health. As my husband spoke to him about 
 
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 the Lord and told him God could heal him, he 
 said, "Well, I will come right into your room now 
 and have you pray for me. I am suffering so, 
 I can't live until I reach my destination if I do 
 not get relief." He came in and we prayed for 
 him, and anointed him with oil in the name of 
 the Lord, asking God to touch his body. In- 
 stantly he threw up his hands and began to say, 
 "Glory! Glory! Glory!" The power fell on him, 
 and he was saved and healed. As he left the 
 boat he took with him some tracts and a Testa- 
 ment, and, best of all, the glory of God in his 
 soul. 
 
 He declared he was going to preach the Gospel, 
 and he began right on the ship. He was so filled 
 with the power and glory of God he could not 
 keep from telling it. Here was one more poor 
 suffering soul who received the Bread of Life that 
 was cast upon the waters, and who went on his 
 way rejoicing, to tell the glad news to other suf- 
 fering ones. 
 
 Let us not be wear^• in well doing, but rise 
 up in faith and go forth in Jesus' Name, casting 
 our bread upon the waters, for we shall find it 
 bringing forth life. 
 
 A woman that I spoke to became so interested 
 that she came every day for tracts and papers to 
 read. I also gave her some good books on the 
 second coming of the Lord, and on salvation. 
 She, too, was saved, and went away with her 
 suitcase full of the Word of God to give to her 
 people. 
 
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 "With this blessed hope before us, 
 
 Let no harp remain unstrung, 
 Let the mighty heavenly chorus 
 
 Onward roll from tongue to tongue; 
 Christ is coming; 
 Come thou blessed Prince of Peace." 
 
ARRIVING IN OUR PORT AT 
 NICARAGUA 
 
 Noviring Xicarai;iia. in iho distance wo saw 
 thivo nuniiuain peaks, and were told that was 
 the Tort of Corinto, where we were to land. As 
 the ship nuned on, we could see the lii^ht-house, 
 its white head towering high in the air pointing 
 out the wa>" we were to go. 
 
 The scener\" was beatitifiil. Cocoaiuit and 
 palm trees lined the beach. Idie sea was calm 
 and we slowh' mo\"ed into the harbor. 
 getting a good \ iew of the little cit>- spread ont 
 before ns. luvat peace settled down o\er our 
 souls, and the Yioly Spirit whispered to tis 
 that we were in Mis will. 1 stepped into iu\- 
 stateroom and opened m>' Bible, and this pas- 
 sage came to m>" sight : 
 
 "The Lord shall guide thee contmually, 
 and satisfy thy soul in drouth, and make 
 fat thy bones: and thou shalt be like a 
 watered garden and like a spring of water 
 whose waters fail not." — Isa. oS:ll. 
 
 We had cabled Brother Schoenich to meet us. 
 btit our boat arrived two days earlier than 
 schedtiled. and on going ashore, we fotmd he 
 was not there. \\ e went to work, spea king- 
 some English and a little Spanish, and making 
 matT\' signs and gesriu-es. The riexr morning 
 Brother Schoenich arrived, and worked faith- 
 fulh-. helping to get our things through the cus- 
 toms house. After seeing that e\"er\-thini;- was 
 
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 Picturesque Street Scene of the Port of Corinto, 
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 ready for the coretta (oxcart) ride to Mata- 
 galpa, we took train for Leon. 
 
 Arriving at Leon we went to the home of one 
 of the native Christians. The food was strange and 
 new to us, but it came from a heart of love. The 
 next da}^ was Sunday, and a company of dear 
 ones, who had been baptized in the Holy Spirit, 
 met for worship. Brother Schoenich preached 
 to them, admonishing them to stand true. They 
 had no pastor, but were going on with the Lord. 
 
 Next morning we went to the market to buy 
 food for our three days' trip on mule back. We 
 found some of the saints there. They were 
 reading their Bibles, and witnessing for Jesus in 
 the rrtidst of the priests and thousands of Cath- 
 olics. They had their walls covered with scrip- 
 ture mottoes. When saved, these people make 
 good soldiers for Jesus, enduring hardness joy- 
 fully. They remember the pit from whence 
 they were digged. 
 
 Bidding them good-bye, we prepared our 
 lunch, mounted our mules, and rode until about 
 ten o'clock that night. Stopping at a camp 
 ground for coretta travelers, we lit our candles, 
 ate our meal, strung up our hammocks, and lay 
 down to rest amid the lowing of the many oxen. 
 All coffee and freight is moved to and from the 
 interior on oxcarts (corettas in Spanish). 
 
 The next morning we made our toilet in and 
 by the large trough where the mules and oxen 
 were watered. After eating breakfast under 
 
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 the shed of the native hut. we Avere off for our 
 day's travel 
 
 At noon we stopped again at a httle house on the 
 hiUside for food and water. Wliile waiting for 
 the meal to be prepared we strtnig up our ham- 
 mocks for a rest. Our bodies were very tired, 
 as we had never ridden horseback before. B>- 
 this time we felt better down than up. Brother 
 Schoenich. being accustomed to these trips, did 
 not tire so easily, so he gathered the tamily 
 together and preached to them. It was the 
 first time they had heard the Gospel. 
 
 About five o'clock we again mounted our beasts, 
 and traveled until midnight. We passed o^-er 
 some rough country, the many wild parrots and 
 birds seemed to be screeching and singing to 
 the dusty. wa>worn travelers. Once in a while 
 we got a hot breath front the great volcano in 
 the distance whose smoke we could see billowing 
 tip towards the clouds. 
 
 Again we had supper b\- candle-light, then 
 htmg up our swinging beds in the corridor of an 
 adobe house, and rested till the dawn, when we 
 heard the now familiar alarm, the bra>ing of 
 our faithftil mtiles. who seemed to want to be 
 traveling. We arose, dressed, and soon were off. 
 
 At noon we stopped again for rest and for food. 
 The food the^' offered was so seasoned with flies 
 and worms that we decided to buy a chicken and 
 cook it ourselves. We bought a "fryer'* but it 
 proved to be an old hen of many years. We 
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 kitchen to fry our fowl. As we were trying to 
 get the earthen pot fixed on the fire, which was 
 made in a sort of furnace in the corner, the 
 smoke pouring out into the room. 
 
 We noticed some strange sights in that kitchen. 
 In one corner a nice fat pig was having his noon- 
 day swim in a trough of slop that had been ar- 
 ranged for his benefit. Meanwhile a large red 
 rooster lifted up his merry "cock-a-doodle-doo" 
 above the noise of all the rest of the fowls and 
 animals that filled the place. 
 
 We managed to get the old hen smoked as well 
 as fried, and as we went out to place it on the 
 small table which had been fixed for us, we dis- 
 covered Brother Schoenich had gathered a com- 
 pany together and in his enthusiastic way was 
 preaching to them, showing them that worship- 
 ing the Virgin Mary and the santos, (saints), 
 and learning catechisms, etc., was not the true 
 religion of the Bible. They listened with great 
 interest, asking many questions about the Bible. 
 
 After our meal we lay down on some boards 
 to rest, and fell asleep, only to be awakened by 
 the chattering of many little voices. On investi- 
 gating we found the children were having school 
 in one room, all reading at the same time, taking 
 turns at the door with a stick to keep the pigs 
 and chickens out. We left there and traveled un- 
 til dark, then stopped for the night. Rising early 
 the next morning we traveled several leagues, 
 and then came in sight of the lovely little city of 
 Matagalpa, nestling at the foot of the mountains. 
 
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 The only evil and unlovely thing, there, was man, 
 who has sinned and gone far away from God. 
 
 Dear Sister Schoenich and some of the native 
 christians came out to meet us, as Isaac came out 
 to meet Rebecca. We alighted, had a drink of 
 water, and rested a little before going into town. 
 We certainly were glad to see the entrance-gate 
 to our new home, w^hich was, I think, the largest 
 gate I had ever seen. We thought of our en- 
 trance through the gate of Heaven, after our 
 long, weary journey through this w^orld of sin 
 and sorrow. 
 
 On dismounting, we were met by some more 
 of our dear brown-faced friends w^ho had gathered 
 to greet the new missionaries. When we saw 
 their faces shining with the glory of God, and 
 heard them sing the praises of Jesus we were 
 refreshed in soul and body. After a few hours 
 of rest we were able to go into the meeting and 
 help push the battle for our King. 
 
 We will work here with Brother and Sister 
 Schoenich for a while, for they have a large 
 work, and need help. They are much worn in 
 body after almost eight years on the field, and 
 need a furlough. Pray for us. The fields are 
 white unto harvest, and the laborers are few. We 
 w^ant to bring some glad trophies home to God. 
 
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OUR SI AY IN MArA(;ALPA 
 
 Our stay in Mala.ualjKi was a very pleasant; 
 and i)r()fital)I(' one in many ways. 1 1 w;is a threat 
 pleasure lo see I lie way (><>(\ worked aiiioni; llie 
 dear natives. 'I'liey wcic deliii,liled lo come and 
 worship (he Loi"d, and anxious (o sec olhers of 
 their people hroiii^ht into the fold. 'Ihcawlul 
 sins and idolalry of Ihese people are heyond our 
 power (o deserihe. 
 
 We had heen llicic ahoul foiu' days when 
 Brother and Sister S( hoenich were (ailed to one 
 of their other stations ovei' in the mountains. 
 rerh.ij)s you can ima,u,ine us |)Oor little folks 
 iheic without the laii;<ua.K<', l<ikin^ care of the 
 station and earryini^ on the meetini^s while they 
 were away. Risini; very early to heli) them off 
 helore the sun was hot, we hade them ;<ood-bye, 
 then turned our faces toward Heaven and asked 
 Ood to hel]) us, for we were there, and nnist be 
 brave soldiers, not L!,c( friii^htened and run away 
 from the battle. The lioly Spirit fell upon us, 
 and the i>ord spoke to us saying Iht would be 
 mout h and wisdom inito us. 
 
 y\s we stepped into the corridor leading from 
 the yard, we met our first ])robleni, which was 
 to s])eak to one who knew only th(; Si)anish 
 language, with no one to interpret for us. The 
 man from th(; fmca (little farm; had come in to 
 ask for the hammer. He talked and laughed, 
 
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 and we all talked and laughed, and tried to see 
 whether we could get what he wanted. We 
 brought him the horses, the harness, and almost 
 everything in the kitchen. At last we took him 
 into the tool room to let him see if what he 
 wanted was there, and he picked up the hammer. 
 Ever after that we remembered the Spanish 
 word for hammer. But. oh my I there was a 
 pile of things lying all over the corridor to be 
 picked up and put in their places. However, 
 it was a ver^- effectual way to get the language. 
 
 Xext the girl in the kitchen must be told Avhat 
 to cook for dinner. Into the kitchen I went, 
 knowing the mountain was before me, and must 
 be sumioimted, and I meant, by the help of the 
 Lord, to go over the top. Putting out the 
 things for her to cook. I showed her by signs, 
 as much as possible, how they were to be fixed. 
 She did pretty well and the meals were good. 
 
 But the worst was to come. The next morn- 
 ing was Sunday, and there were the dear na- 
 tives gathering into the chapel. \\ hat were we 
 to do? Oh. we felt so helpless I Down on our 
 faces we went to ask God to come tipon us that 
 day. and fill us with his power and pour out the 
 Spirit on all the dear people. We took our 
 Spanish song books, and went in. and played and 
 sang the hymns the best we could. We had 
 learned to say, "Let us pray," so we knelt down 
 and. we in English, and they in Spanish, potired 
 out our supplications before the Lord, and the 
 power fell. We were there over two hours, just 
 
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 worshiping the Lord, and the language was well 
 understood by all, for the Holy Spirit did the 
 speaking and worshiping, and we did not make 
 an effort to do anything. Oh, how we did feel 
 the mighty presence of the Holy One that day! 
 
 The next day many new things came up. 
 First there was the laundry to send out, then 
 the marketing to be done. We all rose early, 
 got our Spanish grammars, and, by the time the 
 woman came for the washing, we were ready to 
 speak a lew words to her about it. Then we 
 studied what to say at the market, and my hus- 
 band came home with some of the things we 
 wanted, and some things we didn't want, but we 
 were learning the language right along. 
 
 I wanted to season something with butter, so 
 called to the cook to hurry and bring it to me. 
 I thought she was awfully slow. Hearing a 
 great noise behind me, I turned and saw her 
 leading the horse into the kitchen. I had 
 asked for the horse, instead of the butter, to put 
 into the cooking. After a hearty laugh from all 
 of us, I went into my room for my Spanish 
 grammar and looked up the word for butter, to 
 be sure I should not make that mistake again. 
 
 Things were going pretty well by this time, 
 except for the few mistakes we made occasionally. 
 
 The next thing I called for was a spoon, 
 with which to eat my soup. They brought the 
 broom in, and laid it on the table. I couldn't 
 very well eat soup with the broom, so sent it 
 back and kept asking for a spoon, until either I 
 
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 had the word right, or they guessed what I 
 wanted, I don't know which. 
 
 \A'e employed a teacher and e^■er^• morning 
 for a couple of hours we studied the language. 
 This was a great help. We soon were able to 
 ask for butter or spoons with no such mistakes, 
 and before long we could sing and read our 
 Bibles quite well, also give our testimonies in 
 Spanish. From da>' to day we could note the 
 progress we made in learning the language. 
 
 Then came the day when Brother and Sister 
 Schoenich returned home. They were tired and 
 worn, for they had been working very hard in 
 the meetings while awa>". and we wished we 
 could take all the burdens from them, and let 
 them rest. But there were many things to at- 
 tend to. They went right to printing the paper, 
 toiling almost day and night, not sparing them- 
 selves one moment. These dear souls have 
 come into this dark land of sin and idolatry and 
 laid down their lives for the Gospel. Let us 
 hold them up in prayer and by our means. Let 
 every reader of this book breathe a pra\er to 
 God for these dear workers. Their bodies are 
 tired and worn and they need a rest very badly. 
 May the Lord of the harvest send forth laborers 
 to this dark land to take their place long enough 
 for them to haAC a furlough. Man\' were the 
 precious lessons of faith and love we learned 
 from them for which we praise God. 
 
 The days went by. Three months passed. 
 We had no thought of leaving, until one dav 
 
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 Alma and Carl among the banana trees 
 
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 while we were out giving tracts to the Indians 
 as they passed by, God spoke to me and said, 
 ''Go to Leon." We didn't see how we could 
 possibly do that, for we had so little of the lan- 
 guage, and no money to go with, and it would 
 take at least seventy- five dollars. But as we 
 waited before the Lord, we were sure it was His 
 dear will. Then we asked for the means to be 
 sent for the ox cart to carry our baggage over 
 the mountains. The next mail brought a draft 
 for just the amount needed. Brother and Sis- 
 ter Schoenich told us that before Sister Yeagges' 
 death she had said the Lord showed her we were 
 the missionaries for Leon. At that time we 
 had never met any of the workers, but had been 
 merely corresponding with them. 
 
 Then there was the packing of our things in 
 preparation for the trip, which was a long tire- 
 some one over the mountains and plains under 
 the tropical sun. We worked hard, and in one 
 week were off. Brother Schoenich took us down 
 on his mules, which was very kind of him. His 
 heart is in the work in this country, and he has 
 been willing to make every sacrifice to get the 
 Gospel to these people. 
 
LEAVING MATAGALPA FOR LEON 
 
 After seeing" our trunks and baggage loaded 
 on the oxcart, and started on the wa^', we set 
 about to prepare a knich for the trip, as the onty 
 food a\'ailable while tra\'eling through the coun- 
 try- is tortillas, (corn cakes), and frijoles, (beans), 
 and many times one cannot even get these, for 
 the people are ver^' poor, many of them living 
 on roots and leaves from certain trees. 
 
 After saying good-b}-e to Sister Schoenich, 
 and to the native Christians who had gathered 
 to see us off, we mounted our beasts and were 
 soon on our way through the little ^•illag"e, wav- 
 ing good-bA'e to the many friends we had met 
 while there. The road being very good for 
 some distance we had several races, and we re- 
 marked how clean we then were, but how dif- 
 ferent we would look on reaching our destina- 
 tion. The sun was just sinking behind the 
 western hills and we could see the natives driving 
 in the animals for the night. As we rode on 
 we saW' the hills were all on lire, for the custom 
 there is to burn all the shrubbery before 
 planting crops. As we saw the great flames 
 w^inding their way up the tall trees, and flashing 
 into the air, burning up the thorns and briers, 
 and leaving the ground clean so the seed which 
 was to be planted might grow, there came to 
 my mind the thought that even so, the power 
 and fire of God could fall on that countrj^ and 
 
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 Where we stopped for the night 
 Note the glare of the sun on the white sand 
 
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 hiirii ii|) ;ill llic .tvvliil sin ;iii(l idoKilry wliicli 
 was hindinj; those \)v\>\)\v, so thai llic Word of 
 Ciod could be sowed and hrifi,^ forlli Iriiil in 
 iheii' lives. And I here arose from oin' hearts, a 
 cry to oni- lleavenly halher (o send out His 
 mcsscniMis inio thai needy land to H^lil I lie 
 fires of I he I h)ly Spirit , till sin shonid l>e hnrned, 
 and t he people he lree(h 
 
 "Send down Thy power, O Lord! 
 
 And Id Tliy nicrey (low, 
 Till ;ill llic |)CO|)lc of diis Kind 
 
 Sli.ill 'I liy s;il v;i,1 ion know." 
 
 Kidin.L; until ahont lOo'eloek, passin^oversonie 
 very rou.^h road, we reached a little village. 
 I>ein,!u; very tired and hungry, W(; decided to 
 stop here lor th(; ni,i;ht. We huni^ our swin^in^ 
 beds up in the shed of the native hut, which was 
 used for a saloon, a,nd after eatin;< our scanty 
 meal by candledi!_:,ht , we connnitt.ed ours(dves 
 to the kee|)in,!:; of tlu- One who never slundxTS 
 nor sleejjs, then lay down to rest anu'd th(Malk- 
 int( of many other travelers, who were stopping 
 there for the ni^ht. h^ach on(; carried in his 
 belt a bit4 revolver, and a machette (a large 
 knife), which all the |)eo|)le, even the children, 
 carry, and with which th(;y kill one another, 
 when they become angry. Nevertheless we were 
 conscious of the angels camjjing around us, and 
 there was no fear in our hearts. 
 
 Awakening next morning very early, w(; 
 arose and brushed off the dust which cov(-red 
 us from thecf^nstant traveling on the road, near 
 
118 0« jiiKC i^ack 
 
 which we hvid Wen sleeping, for the ^xx^ple 
 tra\el all ihixnigh the nii^ht. as in the da\ the 
 sun is \eiy hot. Wo aio our bn\ikfast again 
 by candle-light, and atier our morning prayer, we 
 mounted and were otT for a da> *s trip. Though 
 our Ixxiies were very tinni wo wont on singing 
 and praising Inxl for the glorious privilege of 
 carrx ing the liosjx^l mess^ige to that dark land. 
 
 Wo axie iu\til alx^ut mx^n. when wo CvUiio to a 
 stream of water w hich kx^kixi very refivshing to 
 us. The ^xxn- animals wen.^ so glad to see that 
 water that when they got in it they drank, and 
 drank, and drank. We spread our lunch on the 
 SvUtd. vVnd washtxi ourselves and drank heartily, 
 for that was the tirst water we had s«.xm\ for two 
 days except the little the natives had given us 
 to drink. Then came one who told us that just 
 U|.>stream all the dead animals of the neighlx^r- 
 hood were thanvn in. Bui wo clainuxl the 
 pivir.iso. :;\.: "If ye dritik aity deadly thiit^ 
 it sliall not luirt you." Mark lo; IS. 
 
 After a rest for ourselves and Ixiasts. n\ o wore 
 again on our way. The sun Ixnng \ ery hot by 
 this time we prayed that the Lorvl would send 
 a cloud over it. which He did. Priise His Hoh 
 Name! *'The sun shall not smite you b\ day." 
 We went ot\. jxissing over great ux^ks and 
 Kmlder^. The mules had to climb up and over 
 them until at times it was im^x^ssiblo for 
 new and inexjx^rienced riders as we wea\ to 
 stay in the saddles. However, some of us missed 
 our Sviddles onlv a few times and ti.x^k a rumble. 
 
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 Alma and Carl feeding the pet deer 
 
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 Sister Finney, putting her confidence in a 
 broken part on the back of her saddle, fell off 
 as she was going up a steep place, and after 
 standing on her head for an instant, rolled 
 down the bank, the mule stepping on her chest. 
 Rising, she praised the Lord that He had sent 
 His angel and delivered her. She mounted, 
 and we were off again, after finding she was not 
 hurt. Evidently I did not have so much faith 
 in the matter of falling off mules, and rolling 
 round amid the rocks, for while passing through 
 a very deep cut, with high banks on either 
 side, the mule which I was riding pushed 
 against the bank, and having a bad saddle, I 
 lost my hold and fell under the animal's feet. 
 She. was kind enough not to step on the poor 
 missionary who was such an inexperienced rider, 
 but who had been called to learn, and she very 
 carefully stepped over me. I was picked up, 
 and, after a little prayer-meeting there in the 
 dust, I was able to remount and ride on to our 
 destination, thirty-five miles away. God won- 
 derfully blessed me and the Holy Spirit came 
 upon me, and I sang and praised the Lord in 
 tongues — with interpretation. All the way I 
 felt the strong arm of Jesus upholding me. On 
 arriving my foot was found to be badly broken 
 and crushed, and so swollen that I could hardly 
 remove my shoe. 
 
 Praise the Lord! He came down and blessed 
 my soul, and touched my body! How His love 
 did burn in my heart! As the devil seemed 
 to be angry I felt that I was surely called to 
 
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 preach thoCiOspol in tluu pl.uw Tlio |\nvor \\oiu 
 through my poor, oi uslu\l viml snvoUou fool umil 
 it Wvis oniiroly strvii_i;hUMU\l. for it had boon so 
 twisted that n\\ toos n\ oio behind, and ni\ hool 
 was in front. 1 eoiild fool the bones set vind 
 straii^htonod as the mighty power snrj^ed through 
 hke boUs of eleetricity. 1 did not stop preaching 
 aU hough for a time 1 was nnablo to put nn- foot 
 to the floor, but the people came to nu\ sitting 
 there in the house, to ask about the Cn^s^^ol. 
 
 ("ino night 1 felt the healing touch so stroi\g 
 that I know 1 could walk, so, arising next morn- 
 ing, 1 at tempted to put on nu shoo, but it 
 would i\ot even go oxer my toes. Xovortholoss. 
 I praised <.>od. k\ced the shoe on the other foot. 
 ready to walk, and then kept pulling at the other 
 shoe imtil it went on. Soon it was laced up and 
 I was ready to walk. 1 went into the meetings, 
 and have been gT)ing o\ or since, and that foot 
 is as good as it e\'er was. How we ilo praise 
 Jesus that we can sutYer for 1 lis i\ame's sake. No 
 Wv\rrior returns from battle without wotu\ds. or 
 marks of hardships endured, and one national 
 hero declared he was sorrx that he had but one 
 life to give for his country. Much more should 
 wo endun^ and gixo. who are lighting for our 
 Heavenly coimtry under the leadership of our 
 great Captain. King Jesus. 
 
 Wo have heard the ^lacedonian call. "C^uwe 
 Over and Help I's/' and the love of Cnxl con- 
 strains us, so "onward we must go, regardless of 
 the foe." TruK" these dear people are calling for 
 
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 Carl with his faithful pony 
 
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 Bringing coffee down from the mountain plantations 
 
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 US to come and give them the Gospel. Shall we 
 fail and allow them to perish without the knowl- 
 edge of the love of Him, who so freely died to 
 save them?" 
 
 Late one afternoon we arrived at a small vil- 
 lage, and being tired from the hard day's travel 
 we decided to stay for the night, but when we 
 stopped, ready to dismount, we were told that 
 
 Robbers 
 
 had swept down from the mountains on the 
 towns and villages of that district, had rob- 
 bed the people, and driven off their stock. The 
 soldiers had been sent out, and already one 
 battle had been fought, and more trouble was 
 brewing, so it was very dangerous for us to be 
 traveling. We looked to the Lord for guidance, 
 and felt that we must lose no time, but taking 
 the Blood for our protection, should move on. 
 Arising at two o'clock the next morning we went 
 over the road on which the robbers were sup- 
 posed to be, through a dense forest, but saw 
 nor heard nothing except the many parrots and 
 birds, screeching and singing. 
 
 We made seventeen leagues that day, crossing 
 mountains and plains, stopping at noon at a 
 little hut by the roadside for food for the beasts 
 and rest for ourselves. We were received with 
 much hospitality by these people, with their 
 bamboo covered house, its walls composed of a 
 few sticks stuck up at intervals. The entire 
 inside had on its dress of mourning from the 
 smoke from the family cook-stove, which was 
 
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130 On Mule Back 
 
 a pile of rocks in vmio corner. \\'hilo the 
 Avonum ^vas making: us a fresco of gourd seed. 
 i,a favorite drink the\ make [here\ grindiui; the 
 seeds oit the toniha stone, the old mother pig 
 and her babies were ha\"ing a real iubik\^ under 
 the ricketx- tabU\ In that coimtry hogs seem 
 TO be ti\e famih pets, for in cn er\ house there 
 are nian\- of them. The beds were mereb" a tew 
 sticks covered with a rawhide, (."ither sticks 
 sumiounted b> a rough board served for a tabU\ 
 and a bkick snuitt\- pik^ of rocks was the stove. 
 These artick^s compk^ted the home furnishings. 
 The host was jxior, but oh. how he and his family 
 listened to the Gospel story! This is the picture 
 of thousands of homes in that cotmtry. The 
 people are exceedingly poor, btit hungry for the 
 Bread of Tafe. How we enjoyed preaching the 
 Gospel to them I Although there were ntnnerous 
 hardships to endure, it was sweet to be in God's 
 will, and to tell these dear ones of His great love 
 for. arid His desire to save them. 
 
 Reaching otir next stoppirig place late in the 
 evening we camped for the night. After we 
 women were in our hammocks, and the men 
 had seen the animals put away for the night, they 
 w-ent for a swint in a nearby stream. \Mieti 
 their swim was tinished. they found the stream 
 >\^s the home of some large 
 
 Alligators 
 
 bur, praise God! He is the same as when He 
 stopped the lioris' mouths for Daniel. Certairily 
 He does care for His little children. 
 
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 The only Jesus they know 
 
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 One of the first to accept the Gospel 
 
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 The God of Daniel was great and strong 
 
 Stopping the hons' mouths, and filHng his heart with 
 song. 
 
 _ Rising before daybreak we sent up a thanks- 
 giving to our Heavenly Father for His safe- 
 keeping through the night, and asked Him to 
 protect us that day. Then we loaded our beds 
 and other belongings upon the mules and went 
 on our way. 
 
 That day's journey brought us over a part 
 of the country which was covered with great 
 rocks and boulders thrown from Nicaragua's 
 largest volcano, El Momotombo. In the dis- 
 tance we could see the volcano belching forth 
 smoke, and the heat was intense. About one 
 hundred years ago this volcano completely de- 
 stroyed the city of Leon, leaving a great lake 
 filled with water, which is there today. 
 
 The dust was very deep in the roads, because 
 of the extensive traveling. It rolled up about 
 us m a great cloud. Many times we could not 
 see each other a few feet away. We resembled 
 a miniature whirlwind coming down the road, 
 and surely we were a whirlwind coming against 
 the devil. The enemy would fain stir up a 
 storm to strangle God's people and prevent 
 them from invading the territory he has so long 
 held, but we would not be intimidated. Souls 
 were at stake. They were being held in prison, 
 behmd bars of iron, but their cries had reached 
 Heaven and God had sent some of His messen- 
 gers with the glad news of freedom. The mes- 
 
136 On Mule Back 
 
 sage must be delivered, regardless of the cost, 
 so over mountain and plain we went, covered 
 with dust, faint from mtich traveling through 
 long, hot days, but on to the people with the 
 message that Jesus died to set them free. 
 
 ■'Will we ever think of trials, will we ever think of pain. 
 Or the crosses we've endured for Jesus' sake. 
 
 On that Hallelujah morning as we gather round the 
 throne. 
 And with Jesus of the marriage feast partake? 
 
 Let us hasten with the message which He said was 
 meant for all. 
 To the black, the white, the yellow, and the brown; 
 Of one blood He m.ade all nations, we must win them 
 all for Him. 
 Precious jewels to adorn the Savior's crown." 
 
 Toward dusk we came in sight of a little 
 adobe house, and were told that we might stop 
 there for the night. How nice it was to see a 
 place where we could rest our tired bodies, wash 
 ourselves and comb our hair. For three days 
 we had been unable to comb our hair or wash 
 otirselves for water was too scarce. How wonder- 
 ful it will be when we earth-travelers pass on 
 our way to that City which hath foinidations. 
 whose builder and maker is God, where we shall 
 see dear Jesus and hear Him say. "Come, My 
 children, into the mansions I have prepared 
 for yon." The residents of that city "shall 
 hunger no more, neither thirst any more, neither 
 shall the sun light on them, nor any heat. For 
 the Lamb which is in the midst of the throne shall 
 feed them, and shall lead them unto living 
 fountains of waters, and God shall wipe away all 
 
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 -.>j^. r: > -^ -1:^.11 Am^\ 
 
 Carl and his father, as they distributed tracts to the Indians 
 by the roadside. 
 
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 tears from their eyes." — Rev. 7:16,17. How 
 blessed to know Jesus has gone to prepare a 
 place for us! How the very thought thrills my 
 soul, and causes me to want to work to help 
 bring others into those mansions! 
 
 While talking with the natives, they told us 
 that 
 
 A Large Tiger 
 
 had come down from the mountains and, after 
 killing two cows and injuring several more, had 
 escaped. They were greatly frightened, as the 
 animal was still in the neighborhood, but we lay 
 down under the shed, and went to sleep, awaken- 
 ing just when the sun was coming up through the 
 trees. We hustled and dressed, and after or- 
 dering some hot milk from the people there, we 
 mounted for another day's journey. We went 
 down the road in the direction which the tiger 
 had taken. The natives warned us that we 
 were likely to meet the ferocious animal in the 
 forest not far away, but we went on, singing the 
 sweet songs of Zion, and trusting ourselves to 
 His keeping, who said, 'T will give you power 
 over all the power of the enemy." A tiger was 
 a very small thing compared to the awful 
 monster of sin which had ravaged the whole 
 country. We realized that the King's business 
 demanded haste, so we passed on, and rode over 
 the dusty road unmolested. The blessed Holy 
 Spirit filled our hearts with joy at the thought 
 of soon reaching the place where we should have 
 meetings with the dear faithful little band of 
 Christians who were awaitins: 
 
OIR ARRlVAl IN 1 FOX 
 
 Our arrival in the cit\ aroused much curiosity 
 among the jxx^ple. As we passed through the 
 streets they came out of their houses and fol- 
 lowed us to see where we were going. \A'hen we 
 came in sight of the house where Hved a Chris- 
 tian woman, who had suffered much at the 
 hands of her people, she caiuo out to meet us. 
 The pinver fell on her, and she danced for joy. 
 and we w ept and shouted. A crow d soon gath- 
 ered to see what had occurred, and we had a meet- 
 ing right there, telling them of the Savior's love 
 and His willingness to SvWe them from all sin. and 
 to present them faultless before His Father. Fhese 
 people had persecuted this dear sister for ten years 
 after she was saved. They would come and w hip 
 her, throw her gx>ods into the street, and tell her 
 they would kill her if she did not turn back into 
 the Roman church, but she stood true, and now 
 had the Baptism of the Spirit, and in her house 
 we had our meetings. 
 
 We slept on cow hides for beds, with a straw- 
 mat imder us. We ate our food out of gourds for 
 two weeks imtil our things came and we could 
 g^t a house. It was sweet to be in the Master's 
 dear service. 
 
 The city of Leon is anti- American because it 
 is the headquarters of the Liberal party, which 
 is tr\ing to o\erthrow- the rule of the church of 
 Rome. The Ignited States appointed a pres- 
 
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 ident twelve years ago, thus stopping the revolu- 
 tion then in progress. As the president is a 
 church man the liberal party hasn't much love 
 for an American. 
 
 This was a difficulty which we had before us. 
 Not only were missionaries hated, but we were 
 American missionaries, which was far worse. 
 We looked to the Father for a house in which we 
 might live, and preach the Gospel to these dear 
 people. A man came to us and said we could 
 have a house, so we moved in the following day. 
 It was a poor thing to call a house, being dirty, 
 and ^ infested with scorpions, lizards, and a 
 species of ant which builds a big mud house 
 and eats not only one's clothes but also the 
 furniture. 
 
 We were situated between two saloons and 
 houses of ill-fame, right in the slum district. 
 People danced, drank and caroused all night 
 in these places. It was a pretty good place in 
 which^ to open fire on the enemy, being right in 
 the midst of his works. When an army advances 
 to fight the enemy it goes to the strongest point. 
 
 On one side of our house, which was built of 
 thin lumber, there were cracks in the wall, and we 
 could look through the cracks into the saloon. 
 We remembered the scripture which says we 
 are not to light a candle and put it under a 
 bushel, but on a candle stick, so all can see; 
 so we would get out our little organ and sing 
 and play, then kneel and pray, and the people 
 would peep through at us. We were told they 
 
144 . On Mule Back 
 
 might throw rocks at us, and burn down the 
 house, and might even kill us, but we were not 
 there to draw back, so we opened fire with the 
 heavy artillery of God's power in the Holy 
 Ghost. 
 
 We had not had, as yet, any public meetings, 
 but had been waiting on the Lord for guidance. 
 One morning there appeared a woman in our 
 doorway, crying out 
 
 "Will You Come and Pray for My 
 Baby? It Is Dying!" 
 
 We went with her to her home, which was a 
 few doors away. There on the bed lay a little 
 child, seemingly just passing away. A crowd had 
 gathered about the door. When I saw the baby 
 and that crowd there arose a cry to God from 
 the depths of my soul to heal the child, thereby 
 proving His power to the people. The child 
 seemed to pass away, but we called on God to 
 heal it for His glory. The little thing rose up, 
 climbed off the bed, and began playing on the 
 floor. 
 
 The mother shouted and gave herself to the 
 Lord then and there. The doctors had given 
 the child medicine to make it die easy, for it 
 had been sick a long time. The mother brought 
 the baby to our house, and sang, and praised 
 the God of Heaven until the people from far 
 and near came to see the child. She after- 
 wards took the child and went all over the city 
 from house to house telling how God had healed 
 
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 Mother with child that was raised up from death 
 
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 it and saved her. Then the people began to 
 come to be prayed for. Often they would 
 come and stay far into the night. 
 
 We were having such a blessed time that we 
 forgot about living in the slums, and about the 
 saloons on either side of us, although at first 
 we could not sleep for the noise from them. 
 Soon we discovered they had moved the saloon 
 which was so close to our bedroom. When I 
 saw the proprietor come into the meetings, with 
 others who came for prayer, I asked him if he 
 had moved. He answered he had, as he did 
 not feel good to have a bar so close to where 
 we prayed so much. Besides, he said, he had 
 no customers left, as they all came to hear us. 
 Hallelujah! Jesus did move in a mighty way. 
 
 On the other side was the biggest house of 
 ill-fame in the city. Men and women gathered 
 there by dozens, some of them perfectly nude, 
 dancing and drinking at all hours of the night. 
 It was so awful we felt that hell had been un- 
 capped in that place. But here came the 
 "madame" to us, asking for prayer, saying she 
 was sick, and she knew she was living a bad life. 
 After her came many others. We pra3/ed with 
 each one and gave them each a Bible, until 
 there were some mighty changes wrought in 
 that section of the city. 
 
 One Dark Night 
 
 when the rain was falling in torrents, we were 
 sitting around our feeble candle-light, reading 
 our Bibles. We heard a knock on the door. 
 
14.^ Ok Mule Back 
 
 It was lau\ and wo luui boon warned b>- both 
 iwissionafies and iho <. hristian nati\os, to bo 
 \or\" oaroful lo whom wo oponod our doors 
 after night, as there were people who would as 
 soon kill us as they would an animal, so wo did 
 not open the door imniediateh". The knooking 
 eontinued. and we heard a man's voiee asking 
 us in Spanish to lot him in. M\- husband partly 
 opened the door, and in iho snudl opening we 
 saw a tall, dark native, lie pushed into the 
 room, looking very mueh frightened. When we 
 asked what he wanted, he asked if we were the 
 missioiiaries. \\V told him that we were, and 
 he told us that tl\ e years before he had foimd a 
 Bible, and Ix^giiu reading it. He had become 
 convinced of the truth of the Gospel and wished 
 to talk with us. We talked and prayed with 
 him, then asked iiini to conic to the meeting's. 
 He s;\id his mother was very angry because he 
 did not go to the church any n\ore. and he was 
 afraid that if he were to come to our meetings 
 the people would kill him. That was why he 
 had come on such a dark, wet night to haxe a 
 talk with the missionaries. We weie reminded 
 of the ruler in Israel who inter\ iewed Jesus in 
 the night. 
 
 He came to the house e\ery night for two 
 weeks. \\ hen we opei\ed our class in Kiiglish he 
 attended. We always had a lesson from the 
 Bible, and the scholars had to leani scripture 
 verses. One day this man came out Ix^dly and 
 Sv\id. "1 am coming to the ii\eetiiigs."' By this 
 time we had several of the leading citizens of the 
 
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 city attending our meetings. This young man 
 has since been called to preach the Gospel to his 
 people. Pray for him. The following is a copy 
 of a note he wrote us when we left Leon. 
 
 "I am returning your book. I thank you so much for 
 it. It has been a great blessing to me. Please pray for 
 me, as I feel a call to preach the Gospel. Send me Bibles 
 and tracts from your land for my people." 
 
 Others came to the class, being anxious to 
 learn English. The judge of the city, doctors, 
 lawyers, and many others heard the Gospel 
 preached. To one young man who came to 
 the class we gave a Bible in English, and one 
 day he came to ask us some questions. The 
 priests had told the natives we were nice people 
 but were teaching error, for we taught people to 
 read the Bible and the Bible was a very bad 
 book, and they must not read it. But this 
 precious boy was convicted of sin, and was 
 seeking God. We asked him to pray the Lord 
 to forgive his sins, and then to believe that God 
 did it. He asked for a prayer-book, so he could 
 pray. We told him we never used prayer-books ; 
 we simply asked God to forgive us and save us 
 from our sins. He was sweetly saved and went 
 away to bring a cousin to the meetings. This 
 cousin was also saved. These two were among 
 our brightest pupils. They could read and 
 speak English quite well in a few months. 
 
 One morning, very early, before we were up, 
 there came a knock on our door and a little 
 brown-faced Indian girl appeared. She was 
 
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 about ihirioou >"oars old, and \\m'\" prott>'. She 
 askixl us tci take her as a servant. She had 
 nowhere to go. and had been sleeping in the 
 market. As I kx^ked at that i,k\u' httk" bunvn 
 taee and heard lier sior\- I k^oked up to nn- 
 Heavenly Father and breathed a pra>-er that 
 He woukl remember the thousands who, Hke her. 
 liad nc^ hiMue and \\ere perishing. We toki her 
 \\ e ANoukl take lier. and I wish nn^ readers might 
 ha\e seeti that dear Httk^ faee hght up with jo\- 
 because she wotiki have a home with the mis- 
 sionaries. She was a very bright girk and very 
 quiek to k\irn. Soon she eouki pki>" the organ 
 and sing the Gospel hynms. How she did love 
 to go to the meetings and to read her Bible! 
 
 Carl's Ball and Bat 
 
 Cdvl had a ball and a bat \\-hieh had been 
 brought t'rom the homeland, and in the da>'time 
 he would go out itito the small park near the 
 house, gather all the bo\'s from the streets, and 
 pla\' ball with thetn. The)' had ne\"er seen a 
 ball ov a bat before, and it was all \er\- wonder- 
 ful to them. Carl's faee would become \"er>' red 
 frotu the heat, and the children thought it qtieer 
 to see a red-faced bo\- with such white hair, and 
 such pectiliar diings as the ball and bat. He 
 ^^•ollld pla> with them until lunch-time, then 
 the>" would come home with him. and he would 
 get his Bible, read from it, and tell them of 
 jesus, and numbers of them were brought to 
 God in this wav. 
 
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 Many boys and girls came to us asking for a 
 school and a home, but I am sorry to say that 
 we could not possibly take them in, our house 
 and means would not permit. But we are ask- 
 ing God to stir up the people in the homeland to 
 give till there shall be a home and school opened 
 in this dark city of Leon where these precious 
 jewels may be gathered in and taught the Bible, 
 and the way to God. 
 
 We were having precious meetings, and one 
 day a man came saying he had walked a long 
 distance to find the missionaries, to get them to 
 come to his home and teach the Gospel. Hus- 
 band and I went with him, going as far as pos- 
 sible on the little railroad, then walking the rest 
 of the way. When we arrived we felt as if 
 every drop of our blood were boiling, we were so 
 hot, walking so far under the tropical sun. We 
 found the family gathered to hear the Word of 
 God, and thought of Peter going to the house of 
 Cornelius. 
 
 "Oh, the love that drew salvation's plan. 
 
 Oh, the grace that brought it down to man, 
 Oh, the mighty gulf that God did span, 
 At Calvary." 
 
 The Lord touched these dear hearts with His 
 love in a mighty way. They wept, and cried 
 to Him to save them. Even the little children 
 were hungry to seek the Lord. Far away from 
 all Christians, in a dark land, filled with idols, 
 where the powers of darkness fill the very air, 
 
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 were tlioso prooioiis souls, just uairiug for souio- 
 oue to come v\nd tell them of a Savior's love. 
 There are many thousands just like them. Dear 
 reader, what will \ou do to get the gospel to 
 them? Ask the Lord to show \ ou what He 
 would ha\"e >oii do. 
 
 1 shall ne\er forget the scene when we started 
 to leave these people. The> clung to us. beg- 
 ging lis not to lea\e them. But there were our 
 own dear children at Leon, in a foreign land, far 
 away from all lo\'ed ones, and with no one to 
 pn^tect them, and the shadows of night were 
 beginning to fall. We had to pull ourselves 
 away from those pleading, soiil-hiingr>" people, 
 and say g\x^d-b\'e. We promised to come back 
 w^hen we could, telling them we must go back to 
 our little ones, and the work in Leon. The 
 father and mother had seven bright-faced boys, 
 and asked lis if we would take them into our 
 school, and we told them we would if we could 
 but we were not able for lack of means. 
 
 Returning it seemed as if the slow train would 
 never g^t to Leon. We were tired, and our feet 
 were blistered from the long walk in the terrible 
 heat. But as we looked to the Lord to refresh 
 our bodies and heal our sore feet, the Holy 
 Spirit came sweeping through our being"s, so 
 refreshing us that we hardh knew we had gone 
 through such an ordeal. 
 
 In a few days there came a call to another 
 home far away in the mountains, where the 
 l.x^ople were Ix^gging that the Gospel be brought 
 
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 to them. I took a native woman with me and 
 we traveled on the train as far as we could go. 
 \ye purposed going to the home of some na- 
 tive Christians who hved in that town, and 
 who had been in the meetings at Leon, where 
 we thought to rest until the sun went down, as 
 the other trip had taught me not to walk far 
 under the hot sun. As we passed down the 
 street I heard the people calling out in Spanish, 
 "Hay una Evangelista!" (Inhere is a missionary!) 
 But I thought nothing of it, knowing they were 
 not accustomed to seeing foreigners walking 
 through their streets. 
 
 Arriving at the house of the Christians I was 
 told the people would not allow missionaries to 
 come to that town. Some months before, one 
 of their young men had been converted. When 
 he came back and told it, men, women, and 
 children, with the priests as leaders, gathered, 
 and cut him to pieces in the street near the 
 house where we then were. 
 
 The dear native Christians were looking for 
 the people to come at any moment and kill 
 them. They declared that we all would be 
 killed that day. I began praying to find out 
 if I had missed the Lord's will by coming there, 
 but the Lord spoke to my heart, saying all would 
 be well and not to fear what the people might 
 do. So we gathered inside and prayed to God 
 for protection, and to convict the people of their 
 awful crimes. When we arose from prayer a 
 large crowd was gathered outside, watching us. 
 
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 The house was made of small poles stuck in the 
 ground, with large cracks all around, so we could 
 easily see and be seen. 
 
 We planned to leave the house at sunset, to 
 walk out to the farm where we were going to 
 preach the Gospel. I told the dear ones not to 
 fear, but to trust God. However, they were 
 greatly frightened and said the mob would cer- 
 tainly kill me when I went out. But I knew I 
 had been sent there b}' the Lord, and all would 
 be well. 
 
 I Avent out and spoke to the crowd, and then 
 started down the street, leading to the country-. 
 When I looked around only m\- woman was with 
 me. She told me the others had gone another 
 wa}', hoping to miss the crowd, which I saw was 
 following us. I saw some women give a boy a 
 machette, and tell him to cut me with it. He 
 came running toward me, talking in Spanish as 
 fast as he could, and swearing at me. I went 
 right ahead. He kept at my side, swearing. 
 The mob followed us. We walked on until we 
 came to where the road left the town, and turned 
 into the country. I felt the power of God com- 
 ing upon me in a way I had never felt before. 
 
 The veins of my neck swelled, and my body 
 began to shake. Then I turned toward the mob 
 and began speaking to them in tongues. They 
 turned and ran, until not one was to be seen. A 
 little disappointed feeling came into my heart, 
 I said, "Jesus, I wanted to die a martyr for you 
 here in this dark land, but now the mob is gone." 
 
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 The power still filled my being, until I could do 
 nothing but worship God. The native Christ- 
 ians came up. They said they had seen the peo- 
 ple run, and heard them exclaim that fire fell from 
 Heaven and burned them, until they could 
 endure it no longer, and they had to run. I did 
 not see the fire, but felt it burning in my soul in 
 a mighty way. 
 
 At The Farm 
 
 I preached and sang until midnight, and still 
 the people begged me to tell them more "good 
 news" as they called it. Truly it was good news 
 of great joy to those poor people who had so 
 long been under the heavy yoke of the enemy. 
 There was a family of fifteen, also several hired 
 men, besides about twelve travelers who had 
 stopped for the night. They had only one room. 
 When I told them I could not preach any more 
 that night, but must have some rest for my 
 body, and a place where I could lie down, they 
 all went into the room — family, travelers, hired 
 men, some thirty people in all. They took two 
 young calves and three small deer with them, 
 also several hens with their little chicks. 
 
 I decided not to sleep w4th all those people 
 and animals in that room, with no ventilation — 
 as the adobe houses are built without any 
 windows. I told them to fix me a cot outside 
 in the corridor. They said wild animals came at 
 night, and I must not sleep outside. But I 
 decided I would almost prefer being eaten by wild 
 animals to being smothered. As I insisted, they 
 
160 On Mule Back 
 
 put a cot for me outside, and I did not awaken 
 to see whether any wild animals came. If any 
 came, they did not molest me. 
 
 Arising next morning I ate my breakfast off 
 of banana leaves, then gathered the family for 
 prayer. How the power of God did fall and fill 
 every hungry heart! After prayer I told them 
 I must leave them, and return home. We gath- 
 ered our blankets together, and climbed into the 
 ox-cart which had been brought to carry us to 
 the railroad station. I was too tall for the 
 cowhide covering, which was intended to pro- 
 tect us from the sun, so I sat in the back and let 
 my feet hang down over the end, and so rode to 
 town. We sang and talked all the way, about 
 the love of Jesus. Several times we stopped at 
 houses by the roadside and preached to the 
 people, giving them tracts and Bibles. 
 
 A large crowd was at the station waiting for 
 the train. I went to the platform and spoke to 
 the crowd. They asked me to give them Bibles 
 and tracts. Some of them were members of the 
 mob which the night before had been ready to 
 kill us for coming into their town to preach the 
 Gospel. 
 
 We arrived at Leon very tired and needing 
 rest. But there were so many to be ministered 
 unto and the needs were so great that I went 
 right into the meetings, where God blessed my 
 soul and rested my body. 
 
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 The Lord Rolled the Sea Away 
 
 One day a young man who had been in the 
 United States, came to see us. He spoke Eng- 
 hsh well, also had been in different churches and 
 had some knowledge of the Gospel. He came 
 many times to read and pray with us. One day 
 he asked if we would not go to the beach for a 
 day's outing. We felt we could not spare the 
 time, and it would be too much of a luxury for 
 us. But as he insisted on bringing his machine 
 and taking us, we consented to go and prepared a 
 little lunch. Before going we asked if we might 
 preach to the people on the road. He consented, 
 so we went for the day, taking Bibles and tracts 
 with us. Many were the precious souls to whom 
 we spoke about the Lord Jesus, giving them the 
 little printed messengers. Our hearts were 
 moved with compassion as we saw the extreme 
 poverty of the poor people out in the country, 
 with no one to love or help them. The 
 roads were almost impassable and the heat was 
 intense, but at last we saw the white-caps dash- 
 ing up against the shore, and felt the cool breeze 
 from the ocean. We stopped some distance 
 from the water and walked down to the beach. 
 Many Indians were there. Some could not 
 speak Spanish, but had a sign language. We 
 spoke to all who could understand us, and they 
 told the rest about the Gospel, for although they 
 spoke Spanish, they also understood the sign 
 language. 
 
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 There was a dressing place for bathers and a 
 stand where refreshments were sold by the 
 Indians, who could not speak Spanish. I sat 
 down in the shade while the rest went bathing 
 in the surf. Suddenly I was startled by the 
 screams of my daughter, Alma. She and the 
 young man were quite a distance out in the 
 breakers. They were drowning, and calling for 
 help. I saw them go under. My husband was 
 trying to reach them, but the strong under- 
 current took him down also. I prayed and 
 called on God to save them. 
 
 Running to the Indians, I tried to tell them 
 to run with a rope and save them. I could not 
 make them understand, but suddenly began 
 talking in tongues, with signs, which I after- 
 wards learned was their language. They told 
 the young man that I had implored them to 
 help save my daughter, husband and himself. 
 They ran to help Alm.a and the young m.an, but 
 they could not be seen. I started in that direc- 
 tion calling on the Lord to save them. The 
 sea rolled up in a great heap, and there they 
 were on the sand. How it all happened I can- 
 not tell. But I know the Lord rolled the sea 
 away, and they were saved. They were filled 
 with water and Alma was sick. But the Lord 
 soon delivered her. The young man knew the 
 Lord had saved them from death. He was an 
 expert swimmer, but could not swim in that 
 strong undercurrent, which had drawn them 
 so far out before they realized the danger. 
 
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 How we did praise God for His wonderful 
 deliverance! It was a mighty miracle, which 
 convinced the Indians that God had delivered, 
 for they saw the waters rolled up in a heap. It 
 made them believe. The news of the wonderful 
 miracle God had performed tor the missionaries 
 soon spread about the city. It was published 
 in the papers, and many who had not come before, 
 came to see us and were convinced of the Gos- 
 pel. Many people came from all parts of the 
 Republic to hear the Gospel, and to ask for 
 Bibles. 
 
 The dear saints in the homeland sent us 
 Bibles, Testaments and tracts, and the Word of 
 God went forth. We cannot tell how many 
 precious souls w^ere reached by the bread cast 
 on the waters, but we shall know when we reach 
 the beautiful land beyond, and see their dear 
 faces shining with heavenly glory. We are told 
 to sow beside all waters, and are promised that 
 "he that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing 
 precious seed, shall doubtless come again 
 with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with 
 him." Psalm 126:6. 
 
 Many were the nights and times we went 
 forth weeping over the sheep that were out of 
 the fold, lost among the idols, vice and sin of 
 every kind. It was almost more than we could 
 bear when so many of the people came to us, 
 and we were unable to take them all in and help 
 them. We could only weep and cry to the Lord 
 to help us to reach them, and to stir up the saints 
 at home to give all they possibly could to aid in 
 
168 On Mule Back 
 
 helping them. For this purpose we are sending 
 forth this book, that funds may be raised to 
 send Bibles and tracts to these people. 
 
 It was at this time, when many were pressing 
 upon us for help and our means were so limited 
 that God told us to return to the homeland and 
 tell the church of the great need of sending more 
 Bibles, tracts and missionaries to these destitute 
 fields. As we looked to the Lord and told Him 
 we did not have the money to get back home, 
 He spoke and told us we were to pack up and 
 go to the port, and He would send the money 
 for us there for our fare. So we began making 
 ready. 
 
 Another missionary and his wife came by, 
 going home on furlough. They were going via 
 Guatemala, believing they could save quite a 
 sum of money by going that way. But the 
 Lord had told us to go via Panama. We packed 
 our trunks and made ready. But oh, how we did 
 hate to tell our dear people we were leaving them, 
 for we loved them so, and they loved and clung 
 to us. We knew they would feel so badly to 
 have us leave them. 
 
 When we went to the meeting that night we 
 told them the Lord had led us to return to our 
 homeland, to put the great needs of their 
 country before the people. They cried, both 
 men and women, and pressed upon us until we 
 thought we could never get ready to start. I 
 had to put our suit-cases in a room and lock the 
 doors so I could finish packing, for the house was 
 
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 Where Carl attended native school to study Spanish. Neither 
 the teacher or any of the pupils could speak a word of Eng- 
 lish, so he very soon acquired the Spanish. 
 
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 full of precious souls begging to hear more of 
 the Gospel, and telling us how much they loved 
 us, and what a great blessing we had been to 
 them. Our hearts were breaking over the 
 people, for they were as sheep without a shep- 
 herd. May God bless and keep them true to 
 Him. 
 
 We were packed and ready to go to the train 
 when there came a big procession of people 
 marching into the house. Some of them we 
 had not met before, and some we had seen on 
 the streets and in the markets, when we were 
 preaching and giving out tracts. Many of them 
 had come to our meetings, had heard and ac- 
 cepted the Gospel, and had been filled with the 
 blessed Holy Spirit. They brought many pres- 
 ents, among them a nice leather bill-book 
 for my husband, a manicuring set for Alma, 
 pretty fans for me, and boxes of candy for Carl. 
 Many useful presents they brought, some of 
 which had cost much money, for everything is 
 much more expensive there than in our country. 
 Even rich people had come and brought pres- 
 ents to show their appreciation of our mission- 
 ary work among them. 
 
 When the train pulled in, and we were about 
 to go on board, several doctors and lawyers and 
 the judge of the city came, saying they were 
 going to the port with us to stay until our ship 
 sailed, and there was the crowd standing outside 
 waving their hands and saying, "Good-bye, don't 
 forget to pray for us, and send us Bibles." Oh 
 
172 On Mule Back 
 
 that scene! We shall never forget it. As the 
 train started the people hung on to the side, 
 Avaving their hands, and calling "Good-bye, our 
 good missionaries; we love you so much." 
 
 We had many opportunities to witness for 
 Jesus and to give out literature on the way 
 to the port. The people were so hungry they 
 would run and beg for more tracts. 
 
 When we arrived at the port station we were 
 taken to a hotel by one of the men who had gone 
 with us, and there a fine dinner was given us in 
 a special dining room, and we had a nice time. 
 
 We found we must appear before the American 
 consul twice a day for several days before sail- 
 ing, as we had come from a yellow fever in- 
 fected region. We began to go that morn- 
 ing, for the ship bound for Panama would 
 come in seven days. 
 
 We made ready to leave on that boat, but 
 there was no mone}^ for the fare. As I prayed 
 in my room one morning the Lord said, "Go and 
 ask for your mail." I thought, "I don't believe 
 the mail is opened here, but on arriving in the 
 port is immediately^ sent to the different parts of 
 the country." But as I prayed again the Lord 
 spoke once more, "Go and ask for your mail." 
 I knew it was the voice of the Lord, for He had 
 wonderfully spoken to us and led us all the way, 
 so I went. On asking for the mail I was told 
 that no mail was coming for two weeks, and 
 when it did come it would not be opened there 
 but would be sent out to the different parts of 
 he republic. 
 
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 Women coming from the market place 
 
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 I returned to my room, wondering. I be- 
 lieved the Lord had sent me for our mail, but 
 why had the postal officials said it could not be 
 obtained there? Besides, there was no mail 
 boat coming until after the other boat had sailed. 
 But as I prayed I heard the voice of the Lord 
 telling me to go again and ask for my mail. I 
 waited until the next morning, then went again. 
 Once more the postmaster told me the same thing, 
 that it would be impossible for me to get my mail 
 there when it did come. I must admit that 
 I felt at a loss to know what to do, or what 
 it all meant. But I couldn't doubt the voice of 
 the Lord. I waited another day, and prayed 
 until I was sure the Lord was speaking to me. 
 Though I couldn't see how it all could work out, 
 yet I knew that He knew, and had spoken. 
 
 I went again to the postmaster and explained 
 to him that we were sailing on the ship which 
 was then in the harbor, and which was to leave 
 in three days, but again he told me the same 
 thing; there would be no mail boat in for two 
 weeks, and it would be impossible to receive my 
 mail before that time. I returned to my room 
 and, falling upon my face, I cried to the Lord for 
 help, for this seemed more than I could bear, for 
 the enemy was taunting me, saying that the Lord 
 was not speaking to me, that we had been de- 
 ceived, that the Lord had not even told us to 
 come to the port, and that our fare would cer- 
 tainly not be provided. Nevertheless, the voice 
 of the Lord came again to me, saying, "Ask for 
 your mail tomorrow morning." 
 
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 When we arose the next morning we saw 
 another ship at anchor in the port. It had come 
 in during the night. My husband strohed down 
 to the dock, and was informed that this was the 
 mail boat from Panama, also that our ship was 
 not to sail until the foUowing day, because the 
 cargo was not yet unloaded. When he returned 
 with the welcome news I began to pray again 
 about the mail, feeling certain there was some- 
 thing for us on that ship. Then I went again to 
 see the postmaster, this time taking a Testament 
 to give him. This seemed the wrong thing to 
 to do, for he was a fanatical church man, and the 
 Gospel was not allowed to be preached in that 
 port. But we had gone unmolested all over the 
 place, distributing tracts, and preaching to the 
 people, and the dear natives had begged for 
 Bibles and the little papers (tracts). 
 
 Walking up to the office window, I told the 
 man the Lord had spoken to me, telling me there 
 was mail there for me, which had come in on 
 that ship. He came to the window, began talk- 
 ing about the Lord, and asked me how I knew 
 the Lord had said there was mail there for us. 
 I answered that we had come to port in order to 
 sail on the ship then in harbor, that we did not 
 have our fare, but the Lord had told us the fare 
 would be provided after we reached the port. I 
 was sure there was mail for us there, and would 
 he please give it to me? Handing him the Testa- 
 ment, I told him to read it, and learn about the 
 wonderful Savior who could come into our 
 hearts and talk to us, and lead us in such straight 
 
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 paths. He began to weep, and told me he had 
 never before seen a Bible, had hated and perse- 
 cuted the missionaries, had hated me when I 
 came inquiring for mail, and had not even be- 
 lieved in God before; but my coming so many 
 times, saying the Lord had told me there was mail 
 coming for me, in spite of my knowing that the 
 mail ship was not due for two weeks, then the 
 arrival of the mail ship before time, and the 
 postponed sailing of the other vessel upon which 
 I said we were to sail, had convinced him that 
 God was actually speaking to me, and he promis- 
 ed to try to get our mail. However, there 
 were thousands of letters, and he was rather 
 doubtful if he could find our mail in the midst of 
 so much other, but promised that if I would re- 
 turn in the afternoon he would do his best for 
 me. In the afternoon, I returned for the mail, 
 which I was sure would be there. The man 
 came hurrying to me, and handed me two regis- 
 tered letters, saying they were on the top of the 
 pile of mail in the first bag he opened. Surely 
 God had spoken to me, he said, and he knew 
 now there was a God, and he was going to serve 
 Him, so as to have Him speak to him, too. And 
 very earnestly he promised to read the Testa- 
 ment, also he asked for a Bible for his wife, 
 and tracts for his friends. 
 
 When I opened the two letters there, lacking 
 twenty-five dollars, was the amount for our fare. 
 We sailed the following morning. Later I went 
 into my stateroom to find out the exact amount 
 of money we had, to make sure how much was 
 
180 On Mule Back 
 
 lacking for the entire trip to the homeland. Sure 
 enough, there was exactly twenty-five dollars 
 lacking. Again I looked to the dear Lord for 
 help to believe for the needed amount, and again 
 He spoke, telling me to open my Bible. I did so, 
 and my eyes fell upon this scripture: 
 
 "And the Lord, He it is that doth go 
 before thee; He will be with thee; He will 
 not fail thee, neither forsake thee; fear 
 not, neither be dismayed." — Deut. 31:8. 
 
 Looking at the little scripture calendar hang- 
 ing on the wall I saw in the space for the day on 
 which we would land in Panama the identical 
 verse I had just read. Strengthened and en- 
 couraged by this, I felt that Jesus would make 
 it all right, and that we were simply to trust and 
 obey. 
 
 Upon arriving in Panama we were taken to 
 the American Bible House, where we were treat- 
 ed with the greatest kindness. Dear Mr. Duffey 
 and his wife gave us much valuable informa- 
 tion about the whole of Central America, as they 
 were in touch with every mission station, and 
 had themselves been missionaries there for many 
 years. 
 
 We had to wait three days for the ship to New 
 Orleans, and we sweetly rested in the Lord and 
 trusted Him to supply that twenty-five dollars. 
 
 One day we met a young Mexican on the 
 street, whom we had known in Nicaragua. He 
 
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 was a traveling salesman from St. Louis, Mo. 
 We had given him a Bible and talked to him 
 about giving his heart to the Lord, and he had 
 been very much interested in our work in 
 Nicaragua. We invited him to visit us at the 
 Bible House, and in the ev^ening he came. We 
 read the Word of God and had prayer, and he 
 told us of his having persecuted the missionaries 
 in Mexico. He had never seen a Bible before 
 he met us, but in the United States he had learn- 
 ed that missionaries did a good work among the 
 people, so he no longer hated them. He said 
 he was glad to have met us and heard us preach 
 the Gospel. ''In return for this Bible which you 
 have given me," he said, 'and the way in which 
 you have talked to me, I feel I should do some- 
 thing for you, and the Lord," and he passed 
 twenty-five dollars across the table to me. 
 Praise the Lord! there was the rest of our fare 
 home. Surely God does temper the wind to 
 the shorn lamb, and take care of His little ones, 
 leading them in and out where they can find 
 pasture. 
 
 We sailed the next day. Many were the 
 precious souls reached by us with the Gospel 
 while we were in Panama; also on land and on 
 sea after we left there. Shall we not praise God 
 forever for all His goodness to us, and for the 
 privilege of being called to preach to the nations 
 of the earth? 
 
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 Put ye in the sickle, for the harvest truly is ripe; 
 Put ye in the sickle, and reap with all your might; 
 Put ye in the sickle, for the Lord calleth thee; 
 Put ye in the sickle, and to Him, ever faithful be; 
 
 Put ye in the sickle, ye worker of the living God; 
 Put ye in the sickle, in every land ye tread ; 
 Put ye in the sickle, for the day is surely nigh ; 
 Put ye in the sickle, for Jesus cometh from on high. 
 
 — Given in tongues, with interpretation. 
 
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LEAVING NICARAGUA FOR PANAMA 
 
 We sailed on the Steamship San Juan. After 
 placing our things in the stateroom we went on 
 deck and sat down. A little South American 
 woman came over to me and asked, ''Are you a 
 missionary?" I told her I was. "Well," she 
 said, ''I thought you must be a missionary, tor 
 no one else would be away down here so far 
 away from their homeland." 
 
 She had been in the States studying to be a 
 nurse, and had been saved through a Salvation 
 Army meeting on the street. She took my arm 
 and said, ''Come right over here. There is a 
 poor blind man from Salvador, and he badly 
 needs help." 
 
 We thanked God, for here was another chance 
 to cast our bread upon the waters, another 
 hungry soul reaching out for the truth. 
 
 We took some tracts and Testaments and 
 went over to the man. He said he had heard a 
 traveling missionary preach the Gospel several 
 years ago in his own country, and had longed to 
 know more about it; now here we were to tell 
 him. So he praised the Lord, and we wept and 
 told him Jesus loves us so much that He never 
 fails to answer the prayer of an honest soul. 
 
 We gave him a Testament and some tracts 
 on Salvation and Divine Healing and the dear 
 little woman read them to him. Day after day 
 he asked for more to be read to him. The wo- 
 
186 On Mule Back 
 
 man asked if we could not give her some to take 
 home to Ecuador to her people. 
 
 There was only one man on the ship who did 
 not take tracts and read them and ask for more. 
 This man said he had not read the Bible since he 
 was a child. Now he was too old. As we look- 
 ed at him and saw the hardness in his face, a 
 great pity came into our hearts, and we asked 
 the Lord to have mercy on him and save him. 
 
 We arrived in one port in Costa Rica on Sep- 
 tember loth, Spain's Independence Day. The 
 whole country was celebrating. Our ship would 
 have to wait here several days, perhaps a week, 
 the captain said, because all the people got 
 drunk on that day, and it would take several 
 days for them to sober up. We arrived at six 
 in the morning. The noise from the cannon 
 and other things was terrible. We knew about 
 how much time we had to make connections in 
 Panama, and that we could not stay in this port 
 over one day without missing connections. So 
 we prayed that God would make these people 
 unload the ship that day so that we, might go on. 
 
 At twelve, when we were having lunch, our 
 ship was moving out to sea. The men had come 
 with their lighters and unloaded several tons of 
 the cargo, and we were on our way. The dear 
 old man who would not read the tract, ate at our 
 table. He said he had lived there and in 
 Panama for fifty years, and that was the first 
 time he ever knew them to do such a thing. He 
 knew it was because we prayed. So God was 
 good not to leave him without a witness. 
 
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 A man and his wife were going to South 
 America. They took tracts and Testaments 
 along which we gave them, and said they were 
 glad to have the light on the Second Coming of 
 the Lord, and on Divine Healing. 
 
 There were people on board who were going 
 to Japan, China, India, England and the United 
 States. All took with them the Word of God 
 which we had cast upon the waters. Two 
 young men on their way to school in New York, 
 took along Testaments to read. They said 
 they no longer believed in the Church of Rome, 
 and wanted to read the Bible. 
 
 Another boy on his way to South America 
 came to talk with us about the Bible. He said 
 he wanted to read the Bible but had never had 
 the opportunity. So he sat on deck and read it. 
 How he did rejoice to know the truth! He told 
 us how he had gone to the different temples of 
 the idols and saints seeking peace, but had 
 come away from them all without receiving any 
 help. But now he knew the truth, and wanted 
 to carry the good news to his people who were 
 still in the darkness. He said, "Why don't 
 more missionaries come and tell us the truth? 
 Won't you go back to your homeland and tell 
 them of our needs and the darkness we are in?" 
 
 Stewardesses, waitresses, captains and officers 
 all heard the story of the Gospel, through the 
 bread we cast upon the waters. One officer said 
 he was glad that someone thought of the men 
 at sea. They were always going and had no time 
 to attend church and hear the Gospel. He had 
 
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 had Christian parents, but they were dead. His 
 heart was touched and . with tears running down 
 his cheeks he said, ''May God bless you for giving 
 me this Testament. I shaU read it, and pray 
 every day, as I want to meet my dear mother 
 in Heaven." He had been at sea twelve years, 
 and that was the first time anyone had said a 
 word to him about salvation. 
 
 The doctor on the ship was so interested he 
 would leave his office for hours and come and 
 talk with us. He had been on that line many 
 years and he had been shocked to see the con- 
 dition in the Latin-American countries, and the 
 church at home seemed to be doing nothing. 
 He took tracts and papers and talked with us 
 about prophecy. He said he knew the Lord 
 was coming soon. We invited him to meetings 
 with us at Colon. He came to the Bible House 
 and to the meetings and said he was going to 
 a Pentecostal meeting when he returned to the 
 States. 
 
 While in Panama we visited the Sea Wall 
 M. E. Church, where there is a work among the 
 natives. But all who come to the school have 
 to pay. That leaves the poor population wholly 
 untouched by the Gospel. We looked over the 
 field and found it a great white harvest field, 
 where laborers are badly needed. In all these 
 parts the people are hungry for the Gospel. 
 
 There is a little union church in Colon in 
 which a few people are praying for a revival. 
 It is a wonderful opportunity for a band of 
 workers to go and hold evangelistic meetings. 
 
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 There are many English-speaking people in 
 these parts, but Pentecost has not been preached. 
 We believe God will raise up workers and send 
 them to this place. Besides the people who 
 live here, there are hundreds of ships coming 
 and going to all parts of the world. Many souls 
 could be reached. 
 
 As I stood on the beach one day, 
 
 And saw the breakers roll in from the way, 
 
 The great waters piled up high — 
 
 I cried, "O, God! open the flood gates of mercy 
 
 Send rivers of Thy Spirit, don't pass this people by". 
 
SAILING FROM PANAMA 
 
 Finding a ship that was to sail for New 
 Orleans we went aboard and set forth, carrying 
 with us many more tracts and Testaments so 
 that we might cast bread upon the waters among 
 other people. 
 
 Soon after leaving the port I noticed a man on 
 board whom we had met in another place. He 
 was a gambler, who traveled and gambled on 
 ships all the time. We had spoken to him of 
 the Bible and about the Lord, but he had said 
 he did not think anyone ought to talk about the 
 Bible and religion, as such talk would make 
 people lose their minds. We were only 
 getting people stirred up, and that wasn't good. 
 I heard him tell the captain we were mission- 
 aries, and that wherever we went we talked 
 about God and the Bible, but he hoped we would 
 not be allowed to do so on this trip. 
 
 Some of the people looked so very aristocratic 
 that the enemy said to me, "You had better not 
 give out tracts and Testaments on this boat, as 
 the people will not listen, for they will think you 
 are a fanatic." But I felt I must let my light 
 shine here as well as in other places. So I went 
 to my stateroom to pray. I opened my Bible to 
 read and saw in it a little tract, containing these 
 words: 
 
 "Have you overcome the worldly opinions 
 of the sect which is everywhere spoken 
 
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 An Indian woman who came to the meeting and was saved. 
 
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 against by taking your stand with it? 
 What would Jesus have you do ? Have you 
 done that? If the world has nothing to 
 say against you, Jesus will have nothing to 
 say for you. His grace is sufficient. Ask 
 Him." 
 
 That was a message to my heart. I said, "Lord, 
 I will go through this ship and give out tracts to 
 everyone. Now, Lord, you bless every dear 
 heart, and open to them the Gospel." 
 
 As I passed around the deck giving out tracts, 
 a man and his wife asked what church I belonged 
 to. I told them I belonged to 
 
 *'The Church of the First Born." 
 
 Then I told them about the Pentecostal people, 
 and how we had received the Baptism of the 
 Holy Spirit, as the people did on the day of 
 Pentecost, and told them that God was pouring 
 out His Spirit on the earth, and that Jesus was 
 coming again soon. They were Seventh-Day 
 Adventist missionaries from Colombia, South 
 America, coming home on furlough. They 
 had been on the field four years, but had only 
 been selling their literature. Nobody had 
 been saved, but they thought that when 
 they went back again they would be able 
 to do something, as the people would have an 
 understanding of their religion and the keeping 
 of the Sabbath Day. We could see their lives 
 were empty, and that they knew nothing about 
 worshiping God in Spirit and in truth. 
 
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 We had many talks together about the law of 
 Moses and the ten commandments. We showed 
 them we are dead to the law through the body of 
 Christ, and that w^e should serve in newness of 
 Spirit and not in the oldness of the letter. Oh, 
 how these dear hearts did respond to the Word 
 of God! They had been reading the many 
 different books of their denomination, but did 
 not have a Bible. We asked them to read the 
 W^ord of God that would bring Spirit and Life 
 into their lives and we gave them a nice Bible. 
 As we separated in New Orleans, the^^ took my 
 hand and said, ''Thank God for sending 3'ou on 
 this ship. We felt empty and dr}^ and now we 
 know what is the trouble. \A'e shall read and 
 pray until we are filled with the blessed Holy 
 Spirit, and w^hen we return to our mission-field 
 we can preach the Gospel to the people." 
 
 A family coming from South America took 
 tracts and Testaments and called for more. 
 They said they were Lutherans, had been raised 
 in that church, felt a lack in their lives, 
 and wanted to have the power and glory of God 
 in their souls. The^^ believed that Jesus was 
 coming soon. 
 
 Every time we went into the parlor and sat 
 down we had a congregation, for the poor 
 people were so hungry they would come and ask 
 us to tell them more about this wonderful way. 
 
 A great hurricane was sweeping the Gulf. A 
 wireless message had been received that the 
 storm was terrible, and warning us to prepare 
 
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 tor it before leaving the port. The blackness 
 was awful on the waters as we went out. As we 
 moved slowly out of the inner harbor, some bat- 
 tleships were having target practice at sea 
 1 wo submarines partly submerged, were slowlv 
 moving along to keep ships from coming too 
 close to where the sailors were shooting. 
 
 The Lord said to me, "Just as those sub- 
 marines are placed here to protect the ships 
 Irom the shooting, so I will place My angels 
 around this ship and the storm shall not molest 
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 "Only believe and rest in Me." 
 
 The passengers were frightened, and the captain 
 gave orders to have the storm doors and windows 
 put in, and the ship made ready to meet the ter- 
 rible hurricane But on we sailed, and the storm 
 moved on m front of us, all the way to New 
 Urleans. _ Only once did we get into it a little for 
 a few minutes. The rain came down in floods, 
 the w^nd blew with great force, thick darkness 
 settled down over the ship, and we were tossed 
 by the great waves that arose. Many became 
 sea-sick and ran to their staterooms for life- 
 preservers. The captain gave orders to have 
 the life boats m readiness. 
 
 As we passed into our staterooms, not to o-et 
 the little cork-and-canvas life preservers that 
 were 13'ing there, but to get in touch with the One 
 Great Life-Preserver, who said He would give 
 His angels charge over us, there came into our 
 
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 hearts a sweet rest and peace. After prayer we 
 arose and went on deck. As I passed through 
 the door I met the captain, who said, "I have 
 been looking for you and your husband, that you 
 might pray for our ship to be saved, as there is 
 no other hope." He himself lifted up his hand 
 and asked God to drive back the storm. Just 
 then the blackness swept off the decks, the ship 
 straightened up, and the sun smiled down upon 
 us. Surely God giveth His angels charge over us, 
 that we should not dash our feet against a stone. 
 
 "Hiding in Thee, hiding in Thee, 
 
 Thou blest Rock of Ages, I'm hiding in Thee." 
 
 From that time on we w^ere sailing just be- 
 hind the big black hurricane. A ship that had 
 been following us was caught in the storm, and 
 for three days and nights they were lost and 
 had no hope of being saved. A young man 
 from this ship rode on the train with us from 
 New^ Orleans to St. Louis. He told us of the 
 terrible things they suffered. How they all 
 had life-preservers on many times, and were 
 ready to get into the life-boats, as they thought 
 the ship would go down. 
 
 On our ship every passenger, officer and mem- 
 ber of the crew took tracts and Testaments and 
 read them. The captain told us he was glad to 
 have someone on the ship who knew how to 
 pray. On the previous trip he brought some 
 women from Colon who were dope fiends. The 
 whole boat wag in a terrible uproar all the 
 
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 way, and he feared God would let them all ro 
 down for such wickedness. He himself knew 
 somethmg of the power of God. He took a 
 Bib e and tracts and asked for some of our 
 books for the ship's library. Shall we not give 
 these men some good books to read at sea? 
 
 The gambler, whom I heard say we were al- 
 ways talkmg about the Lord, came to me and 
 said, 1 want to get some papers and a Bible 
 1 have always been a wicked man, but since I 
 have been on this boat I have made up my mind 
 to give my heart to God and live different " He 
 said he had a Christian mother who taught him 
 to kneel at her knee and say his evening prayer 
 and he wanted to meet her in Heaven, for he 
 knew she was there. 
 
 One of the professors from the North-Western 
 University was on board. He had been traveling 
 through all the Latin-American countries, gath- 
 ering information for the new history he was 
 writing. He came to talk with us, saying he was 
 interested in mission work. We gave him all 
 the information we could about the different 
 parts of the country we had visited. He said, 
 ^J^^ow you people have something I haven't! 
 What is It?" He was a member of the Presby- 
 terian church, and had been since he was a very 
 young child. His father was a minister, so he 
 had always been brought up in the church. 
 
 As we read the Bible to him and prayed with 
 him,_ telling him of the great outpouring of the 
 bpirit of God in these last days, and the soon 
 
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 coming of Jesus, he wept like a child, and said 
 he was ready for all God had for him. When he 
 returned to Chicago he would go to a Pentecostal 
 mission, as he knew this was the truth of God. 
 He was a very sweet spirited man, open to the 
 Spirit of the Lord. He took with him many 
 tracts on the Baptism of the Spirit and the Second 
 Coming of Jesus. 
 
 A young man, on his way to school in the 
 States, asked for a Bible, saying he had never 
 seen one, but had a great desire to read one. 
 Since hearing us talk so much about it, he 
 thought it must be a wonderful Book. He took 
 a Bible to school with him, also tracts and papers. 
 He was a native of Costa Rica. 
 
 As we were leaving the ship at New^ Orleans 
 people came for more Testaments and tracts 
 to carry away with them. One brother and 
 sister, very wealthy people, traveling for pleas- 
 ure, took man}' of the little messengers, the sis- 
 ter saying that when she reached her home in 
 Oklahoma she was going to prepare herself for 
 missionary work. She was tired of the life 
 she had been living, and having seen the awful 
 need of the Central American people, she could 
 never be happy again until she went to help 
 them. 
 
 In New Orleans we gave out hundreds of 
 tracts and found many hungry souls. I vis- 
 ited some of the missions there, in search of 
 Pentecostal people, but they told us there were 
 none there. Such a needy city! May the 
 God of Heaven stir our hearts until we are 
 
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 awakened and go forth into every city of the 
 Union with this message of the hour, and the 
 people are reached and the Holy Spirit is poured 
 out upon the earth. 
 
 On board the train for St. Louis, we found 
 many hungry hearts ready for the truth, having 
 never heard it before. In the Union Station, 
 St. Louis, we found others who were hungry. 
 They took the tracts and went away pleased to 
 have them. Even in our own city we found 
 people who were eager to hear the Word of God. 
 Many were the precious souls reached by the 
 Bread upon the waters, which we freely cast forth. 
 
 We traveled from Granite City, Illinois, to 
 Los Angeles, California, giving out tracts and 
 Testaments. From Los Angeles we sailed to 
 Central America and gave out the Word in 
 every port we came to in Mexico, Central 
 America and Panama. From Panama to New 
 Orleans and Granite City we distributed the 
 Word to thousands. We look back over our 
 journey and see a long white line of Bread that 
 was cast upon the waters, reaching our home 
 in Granite City, where also God is working. 
 
 "On the resurrection morning, when we rise to meet 
 our Lord, 
 When His glory and His victory we shall share, 
 With un-numbered blood-washed millions we'll go 
 shouting through the skies, 
 And His bride ascends to meet Him in the air. 
 
 "When the roll is called up yonder, 
 
 We'll be filled with joy and wonder, 
 When we see the blood-washed number; 
 
 Some from every tribe and nation will be there." 
 
THE NEEDS OF CENTRAL AMERICA 
 
 There is a land not far away. It lies on our 
 own continent. It is a land of tropical beauty, 
 where cocoanut palms wave their tall green 
 branches in the breeze, and where flowers bloom 
 the year around. The banana, pineapple, or- 
 ange, and many other tropical trees and plants 
 yield their fruit in rich abundance. The chatter 
 of innumerable parrots and the sweet songs of 
 many birds are heard from the great tall trees 
 of the forests. Scantily-clad brown-faced boys 
 and girls run about. Seeing it, one is made to 
 say, "What a beautiful country!" 
 
 But, ah! As one advances inland, leaving the 
 pretty harbor of Corinto, on the Pacific coast, 
 the signs of the enemy's work are on man and 
 beast. 
 
 There is desolation everywhere. The poor 
 people are too weak to withstand the strong 
 rival with whom they have had to battle so 
 long. Homes are broken up. Mothers with 
 their little children are crying for help. Their 
 cries are heard on every side. Powers of dark- 
 ness sweep over the whole country. 
 
 The poor are driven like animals to the plan- 
 tations to work for a few cents a day, not enough 
 to sustain life. They are paid in advance for 
 the season's work. The wage is so small the 
 family soon spend it all. Then they are arrested 
 and made to work for what they have already 
 
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 received. Even mothers are put into the coffee 
 and banana fields to work in the hot sun. On 
 the poor tired women go with their babies 
 strapped to their backs all day long, with noth- 
 ing to eat but a tortilla (a corn cake baked 
 without seasoning of any kind). 
 
 In the evening the poor tired people make their 
 way to their little huts, which are made of a 
 few sticks driven into the ground and covered 
 with straw or palm leaves. There they grind 
 corn for tortillas, the children carrying water in 
 little buckets made of gourds that grow on trees, 
 or in a jar made of clay. Their homes are as 
 dirty as pig-pens, for the animals live in the 
 house with the family. 
 
 As you travel through the country you find 
 the very poor, who live in the mountains, far 
 away from the cities, often whole families, 
 without clothes. If they wear anything at all, 
 it will be a piece of cloth woven from grass pinned 
 around their bodies with a thorn, for they never 
 saw a pin or button. Many boys and girls four- 
 teen or fifteen years old have never worn clothes. 
 
 Both in the cities and in the country women 
 are beasts of burden, for the women or the 
 donkeys furnish the transportation, the men do 
 not work much. The women work in the 
 markets and little stores, and carry great loads 
 of sugar, fruit, water, etc., on their heads in 
 the hot sun. The streets are full of children 
 that never were in school. They grow up to be 
 lazy, fight with each other, and steal. When 
 
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 3'ou have one around who is not saved you have 
 to keep everything under lock and key. 
 
 More than two-thirds of the population are of 
 illegitimate birth. Men and women Vive together 
 and raise families, yet are never married. One 
 of the difficult things the missionar^^ has to do is 
 see that they marry and live clean li^'es. 
 
 The priests charge so much money to perform 
 the ceremony that the poor cannot pay it, so 
 they live on year after year in this way; but 
 they have to pay so much to the priests every 
 year to get them to forgi^^e their sin of adultery, 
 in that way the Church of Rome gets more from 
 them than the}" would to marry them. The priests 
 prey upon the superstitions of the people to 
 extract mone}^ from them at all points. The 
 natives' religion is a mere form of outward ex- 
 ercises. 
 
 For over 400 years the whole of Mexico, 
 Central and South America, as Avell as the West 
 Indies, have been under the heavy 3'oke of 
 Romanism. The Spaniards came into the coun- 
 try and, driving the natives at the point of the 
 sword, baptized them into the Roman Church, 
 and took away their language and liberty. The}" 
 compelled them to carry timber and stone trom 
 inland and build temples for the Roman Church. 
 
 In Leon, which is the largest city of the Re- 
 public of Nicaragua, and where we have our 
 work, there are between se\'ent3" and eight}- 
 thousand people and forty-two temples. And 
 when one sees those old temples almost ready 
 to tumble down, and co^■ered with moss and 
 
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 I am just a brown-faced Indian ffirl hut T ^.o^^- + i 
 to read God's Word. Wil, you sen!'™iss"onarieT."o .'each "s" 
 inere are thousands just as I am. 
 
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 grass centuries old, one feels that Rome is cer- 
 tainly coming- to the end of herself in these 
 countries. The people are rising up now and 
 calling for schools, and for freedom of the press 
 and are crying, "Away with the Church! It 
 has never done anything for us." Many thou- 
 sands are becoming free-thinkers. 
 
 Nicaragua is the only Republic of Central 
 America that has Church and State united. A 
 great fight is now on for their separation. There 
 are over one million people in this Republic 
 alone without the Gospel. Let us pray God to 
 speed the day when these reforms shall be 
 wrought and the Gospel be given the people. 
 
 Nicaragua saw her first missionary sixteen 
 years ago. It has been the last of the Republics 
 to receive the Gospel. The persecutions were 
 so severe that the missionaries had to leave in 
 a few weeks. But, thank God! some of the 
 people accepted the glad news and have stood 
 true through flood and flame. But there are 
 very few missionaries there as yet, and thousands 
 are without the knowledge of a Savior who died 
 for them. 
 
 All these countries are being flooded with New 
 Ihought, Russeflism, Christian Science, The- 
 osophy, and Spiritualism. Many are coming 
 into these things now, for the people are fast 
 turning from Romanism. They are like little 
 hungry birds with wide-open mouths ready to 
 accept any poisonous thing presented. Are we 
 the true followers of Jesus Christ, going to 
 sleep on and fail to wake up to this great op- 
 
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 portunity? Let us go forth with the old-time 
 Gospel of Pentecostal power, that will drive the 
 enemy from the land, and give these dear people 
 the truth. 
 
 At one place where we were having meetings 
 the people asked us why missionaries had not 
 come to them before. They said, "We saw the 
 first one sixteen years ago, but he was so perse- 
 cuted he had to leave us in a few weeks, and only 
 a few heard the Gospel, and we have been in 
 darkness for so long. Oh, if some one had only 
 told us before the way of life!" 
 
 Many children were brought to us to be placed 
 in school, so that they might learn to read and 
 write, and study the Bible. But as yet we have 
 been unable to open a school. My heart has 
 been torn as I have seen the little children 
 growing up in such ignorance, and especially 
 the young girls. This country, like all other 
 countries without the Gospel, regards the women 
 and girls as no more than animals, and they 
 are the prey to every horrible crime that any- 
 one wishes to inflict upon them. The little 
 girls are often sold into lives of shame by their 
 parents for a few dollars. We knew one mother 
 who sold her four young daughters. One of 
 them found that she was to be sold so she ran 
 away and hid in the mountains, but they hunted 
 until they found her, then they bound her and 
 carried her away, dripping with blood where she 
 had been beaten with clubs and stoned with 
 stones. The man that took her was, I am sorry 
 to say, an American. It is only the precious 
 
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 Blood of Jesus that can change the human 
 heart, that is deceitful above all things, and 
 desperately wicked. Jer. 17:9. 
 
 Many foreigners have come here for money, 
 and do not care much how they get it. Some 
 have gold mines, others have plantations, many 
 of them are Americans. They are making 
 every sacrifice for the gold that perisheth. 
 Shall not we, then, who have the treasure of 
 Heaven, break the Bread of Life to these dear 
 hungry souls ere they perish? 
 
 There came to us early one morning a bright- 
 faced Indian girl about thirteen years old. Her 
 parents were dead, her sisters were living lives 
 of shame and they had driven the poor little 
 one out from them. She had been sleeping in 
 the markets and parks and was crying in the 
 street. Some one told her to come to us for we 
 were missionaries and we would help her. She 
 said she would be our servant and do anything, 
 that she might have a place where she could be 
 sheltered from the wicked men. She is only one 
 of the many thousands that are here in this dark 
 land crying for some one to help them. Unless 
 we take them in they will be destroyed by sin. 
 Many are found dead, having been killed to 
 hide the crime of some wicked person. It is in 
 behalf of these suffering ones that this little 
 message is sent on its way in the Name of Jesus. 
 
 We are having blessed meetings. Many are 
 coming out to hear the good news. Some have 
 already received the Baptism of the Holy Spirit. 
 A native brother that has been saved has gone 
 
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 out to another place to preach, and the power 
 of God is falhng. Several have received the 
 Hol}^ Spirit, and others have been blessed in 
 soul and healed in body. 
 
 Soon after coming into the country God gave 
 me a vision of the blessed Latter Rain falling all 
 over Central America. So I ask you, dear child of 
 the Lord, to pra}' that the people in the home- 
 land will be stirred up to come up to the help of 
 the Lord against the mighty. ALiny mission- 
 aries have gone to China, India, Africa, and the 
 Islands of the Sea, but few have come to this 
 countr\\ Let us awake and pray that the Lord 
 will send forth laborers, and that the means will 
 be pro\ided for their support, and that this 
 very needy land shall hear the blessed Gospel 
 stor}^ There are a few faithful soldiers of the 
 cross laboring here, but the battle is hard and 
 long. 
 
 Some have fallen, and their comrades have 
 laid them away on the green hillside to await 
 their reward at the coming of the One who said : 
 "He that reapeth receiveth wages, and gathered 
 fruit unto life eternal." — John 4:36. 
 
 But there is a great door open, and the enem^' 
 is flooding in with all sorts of implements of war. 
 There is urgent need of more soldiers and sup- 
 plies. Just as Uncle Sam was able to send men 
 and means for the great conflict in Europe, and 
 so defeat the enem\', so our Captain, who never 
 lost a battle, is able to send His soldiers, to de- 
 feat the enemv and drive him from the ranks. 
 
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 One Indian who found Jesus and loves his Bible 
 
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 and to send great showers of blessing upon the 
 dry and thirsty land. 
 
 Just as some returned from the European 
 battle-front to call for help from their country- 
 rnen, so we send out the cry to our brothers and 
 sisters in Christ to let them know the great needs 
 here, that they may join in a petition to the 
 Throne of Grace for Help. 
 
 The fight is on, the battle sound is ringing out, 
 The cry to arms is heard afar and near, 
 
 The Lord of hosts is marching on to victory. 
 The triumph of the right will soon appear'. 
 
 The fight is on O, Christian soldier, 
 
 And face to face in stern array. 
 With armor gleaming and colors streaming. 
 
 The right and wrong engage today. 
 
THE INDIANS OF NICARAGUA 
 
 (Extract from Article by Brother Schoenich) 
 
 From the time that Gil Gonzaloz de Avile 
 reached the peaceful shores of the Chontales — 
 Nicaragua — penetrating to the borders of the 
 great lakes, the Indian has been made to suffer 
 from the hands of the so-called enlightened 
 races. When the above gentleman set his feet 
 on Nicaraguan soil, the land contained some 
 3,000,000 peaceful and industrious Indians. In 
 less than ten years 2,500,000 of them had per- 
 ished in battle, were worked to death in the 
 mines, or had starved in the mountain fast- 
 nesses. 
 
 In 1529 the Indians revolted, and after six 
 terrible battles, the Spaniards succeeded in de- 
 feating them; the Indian chiefs were thrown to 
 bloodhounds, who tore them to pieces. The 
 masses were subjected to heavy tributes and se- 
 vere tasks, and were driven like cattle by their 
 cruel conquerors. Whoever resisted was ruth- 
 lessly tortured, towns that rebelled were de- 
 stroyed and the people put to the sword. The 
 Indians were reduced to the most abject slavery, 
 their property was taken, and they were branded 
 like cattle with hot irons. This cruel practice 
 prevailed for years, and the miserable remnant 
 of Indians who were still permitted to live, 
 moistened their native soil with their bloody 
 sweat, or dragged out a painful existence in the 
 
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 mines or gold placers. Coffee, rubber, sugar and 
 cocoa were not then sought as today. 
 
 In 1810, when the first movement toward 
 freedom began to be realized, an impartial ob- 
 server unhesitatingly estimated the entire ab- 
 original population of the country at about 
 90,000 souls. The real Indian is fast going out of 
 existence. The Ladinos, a class of mixed Span- 
 ish and Indian, soon may be all that is left of the 
 Indian. 
 
 A fear of the white man has been planted in 
 the Indian by these things. This makes it hard 
 for the missionary. When one visits their vil- 
 lages, the children and women run and hide, and 
 sometimes the men too. Only when one is well 
 acquainted will they show friendliness. To 
 reach them, a missionary must live among them, 
 show them love and kindness and prove by word 
 and deed that they are their friends, and desire 
 to bring them to the true light of our Savior 
 Jesus Christ. 
 
 These poor Indians are much oppressed. A 
 planter will make a contract with a man for him- 
 self and oftentimes his woman or wife (they are 
 seldom married) and all his children, to pick 
 coffee, etc., giving him money on the contract 
 for his living. When the planter is ready this 
 man and his family must appear and work, 
 gathering the crop, receiving twelve to twenty 
 cents per day. If he does not appear, soldiers 
 are sent after him, and he is brought at the point 
 of the bayonet with his hands tied behind him 
 
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 and made to work until his debt is paid. The 
 contract may be made as far as twelve months 
 ahead, and likely the man has used up all that 
 his contract calls for. He then seeks work else- 
 where, or even contracts himself to another 
 planter. 
 
 I know a man who has been tr^ang for four or 
 five years to get free from his "patron," as the 
 planter is called. Because he is a good worker 
 the planter will not release him unless he pays 
 four or five times more than he owes. The man 
 is interested in the Gospel. We are praying 
 God to liberate him and make him a true servant 
 for our Lord Jesus Christ. 
 
 May God help the Church of Christ to awake 
 to see the awful condition of these people, who 
 are also compelled to pay their church dues by 
 law and by force. I know a woman who was 
 back in her church dues. They took all that she 
 had, which was a few chickens. 
 
 Friend, will you not take these dear people on 
 your heart in prayer and intercession? God can 
 and does save poor Indians. We have seen His 
 work in the lives of some. Brother, Sister, 
 awake! Our Lord is at hand, and what is done 
 must be done quickly. "Whatsoever He saith 
 unto you, do it." 
 
 There is also a remnant of Indians in remote 
 parts of the Republic known as the Suma and 
 Mosquito tribes. These Indians have not come 
 under the influence of the Church of Rome. 
 They do not speak the Spanish language. There 
 
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 is more English than Spanish spoken among 
 them. For more than half a century the Mora- 
 vian missionaries have worked among them. 
 They have several missions and churches scat- 
 tered along the Atlantic coast, and up some of 
 the large rivers. The Moravian Mission has 
 translated the New Testament into the 
 Mosquito language. 
 
^'WHERE IS THE WHITE MAN'S BOOK 
 OF HEAVEN?" 
 
 In 1831, four Indian chiefs from Idaho made 
 their way over the Rockies and were found on 
 the streets of St. Louis, asking, "Where is the 
 white man's Book of Heaven?" 
 
 General Clark befriended them, took them 
 around the city, where they were shown every- 
 thing of interest, and they were treated with the 
 utmost kindness. Finally two of the chiefs fell 
 ill and died, and when the remaining Indians 
 were preparing to return to their own tribes, the 
 general gave a feast for them. At the banquet, 
 in a farewell address to General Clark and 
 friends, one of the two Indians poured forth his 
 burden of sorrow in words of pathetic eloquence, 
 as follows : 
 
 "I came to you over the trail of many moons 
 from the setting sun. I came with an eye 
 partly open for my people, who sit in great 
 darkness, but I go back with both eyes closed. 
 How can I go back blind to my blind people? 
 I made my way to you with strong arms, through 
 many enemies, and through strange lands, that 
 I might carry back to my people much knowl- 
 edge, for my people sent me to get the white 
 man's Book of Heaven. 
 
 "You took me to see many strange things, and 
 to places where you allow your women to dance. 
 
Through Central America 
 
 219 
 
 An Indian woman whose attention was attracted and picture 
 taken without her knowledge, Indians are very superstitious 
 and are afraid to have their pictures taken. 
 
Through Central' America 221 
 
 as we do not ours, but the Book was not there, 
 and now we are going back the long trail to our 
 people in the dark land. You make my feet 
 hea\y with many gifts, and my mocassins will 
 grow old carrying them, but the Book is not 
 among them. What shall I do? Shall my 
 people die in darkness? When I go to them, 
 without the white man's Book of Heaven, and 
 tell them I could not get it, they will rise up, one 
 by one, and go out, to return no more, for it is 
 for that Book that they have been awaiting my 
 return. How can I return to my people with- 
 out the Book?" 
 
 It is said that the city was searched for a 
 Bible in this man's language, but there was none 
 to be found, and the Indians went their way. 
 This incident was told in a Methodist Episcopal 
 conference, and an appeal was made for some 
 to carry the Gospel to the Indians. Two young 
 men just starting in the ministry were present, 
 and they arose and said they would go. They 
 married two lovely young women, and 
 loaded an ox-wagon with their belongings and 
 with Bibles translated into the language of the 
 Indians to whom they were going. Many 
 weeks of strenuous travel passed before they 
 reached their destination with the w^hite man's 
 Book of Heaven. 
 
 The first two white w^omen to cross the 
 Rockies were these two young brides, with their 
 husbands. They spent their lives preaching 
 the Gospel to the Indians, hundreds of whom 
 
222 On Mule Back 
 
 were brought to Jesus through this faithful 
 ministry. 
 
 Shall we not learn a great lesson from this 
 story? Shall we not, with all our modern con- 
 veniences and greater opportunities, rise up and 
 get the message to the great masses of humanity 
 before Jesus comes? 
 
 One time, while preaching to a large crowd of 
 natives in Central America, I told them of the 
 great love of God, and how He had saved us, 
 and put His great love in our hearts which was 
 why we were there to preach to them and tell 
 them of that love. When I finished, an old man 
 arose. He said he was eighty-four years old, 
 and this was the first time he had heard the 
 Gospel. Then he asked "How long have you 
 people of the United States known of this won- 
 derful love of God?" I answered that we had 
 always known of Jesus, that thousands knew of 
 Him, and were serving Him, and that I had been 
 saved about fifteen years. The old man then 
 asked why, if we had known of this great Savior 
 so long, we had not come sooner to tell his 
 people about Him, for all his relatives had died, 
 and had never heard the Gospel. He continued, 
 "If I had known this Gospel and the wonderful 
 love and power of God to save us from all sin, 
 and if you had known nothing of it, I would 
 have come to you." 
 
 When I began to make preparations to leave 
 their village they held on to my dress and to my 
 arms, begging me not to leave them, with no 
 
Through Central America 223 
 
 one to teach them about the Bible, and they 
 would not let me go. Finally I had to pull my- 
 self from them and go for my train. As far 
 down the track as I could see, those dear 
 ones were waving and calling me to return 
 to them. Even now I can see those beckoning 
 hands and hear those voices calling, although I 
 am now far away in my homeland. 
 
 What? Shall they perish without knowing 
 of God's great love and of His power and willing- 
 ness to bless them and lift them up from the 
 awful darkness of sin and idolatry which they 
 are in? I wish my readers might get a peep into 
 the land where the true God is unknown, and 
 where there are no Bibles to guide the people 
 into the right path, I am sure they would give, 
 and so help others, who have been called, to go. 
 
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 Do You Know What I Would Do ? 
 
 If you had been born in a distant land, 
 
 Far over the deep wide sea; 
 If you had been born on a foreign strand, 
 
 And I, in America free ? 
 If you were I, and I were you, 
 Do you know what I would do? 
 
 If you had been born with a swarthy skin. 
 And people looked on you with scorn: 
 
 While I know nothing is black but sin. 
 
 And the soul may be white as the lily at morn: 
 
 If I had a chance to uplift you, 
 
 Do you know what I would do? 
 
 If you were an orphan, and homeless too. 
 And never had heard of the Lord ; 
 
 While I had been taught from earliest days 
 To love and obey His Word ; 
 
 If you were poor, and ignorant too. 
 
 Do you know what I would do? 
 
 I would save my pennies and nickels and dimes, 
 
 And send them over the sea; 
 That you might be fed and clothed and taught. 
 
 To worship the God who is dear to me ; 
 If you were I, and I were you. 
 That is just what I would do. 
 
 I would tell all the boys and girls around 
 Just what I was working for, too; 
 
 And I'd never give up till I got them to help 
 To send you the Gospel true; 
 
 If you were I-, and I were you. 
 
 That is just what I would do.