/3/g WHEN I TOLD A LITTLE KANSAS TOWN OF Ham- THE LEPERS or How Wilbur Set Pete to Work Wilbur and Pete THE MISSION TO LEPERS AMERICAN COMMITTEE WM. JAY SCHIEFFELIN, Chairman 170 William Street, New York W. M. DANNER, Secretary 608 Tremont Temple, Boston, Mass. FLEMING H. REVELL, Treasurer 158 Fifth Avenue, New York Secretary’s New Addre§$ 156 Fiicli rive., N. Y. [ Courtesy of The Sunday School Times] WILBUR AND PETE HEN an invitation came to me to visit White Cloud, Kansas, my first thought was to de¬ cline. But when Mrs. Chapman indicated in her letter that her husband would be home from South America about the time she had proposed for me to come, my imagination pictured him as perhaps a mining magnate, or possibly a wealthy copper king, and as Mrs. Chapman had indicated that they would like to entertain me in their home, I thought of the chance of securing from this com¬ ing copper king a sum of money sufficient to do great things for the lepers. To further testify my indifference to the invitation when it first came, one need only recall the fact that White Cloud is a little town in the eastern portion of Kansas, very difficult of access, only eleven hundred people in it, while there are seven church buildings, with a half dozen ministers, three of whom have settled pastorates, the remainder of the churches being- served by ministers who visit White Cloud as one of their appointments. In inviting me to come, Mrs. Chapman had ex¬ plained that she and her husband had heard the story of Dr. McKean’s work in Siam in behalf of the lepers in ‘ ‘ The Land of the White Elephant. ’ ’ Indeed, she had already forwarded some contribu¬ tions direct to Dr. McKean. Her request was so cordial and insistent that I decided to make the visit during the time of the missionary exposition known as 4 the World in Chicago,” in April, 1913. N all-night ride took me to St. Joseph, Mo., in time to catch a Saturday morning train to a Junction point in Nebraska, where a branch line railroad carried me to W T hite Cloud, Kansas, late in the afternoon. Mr. Chapman met me at the station, and I soon discovered that he was not a mining magnate at all, but that Mr. and Mrs. Chapman were self-supporting missionaries home on furlough from South America. On looking at his heavy boots, and the liberal supply of Kansas mud affixed to them, my heart sank within me, but I told him, with as pleasant a face as possible, how glad I was to be in White Cloud, Kansas, and started on the journey to the edge of the vil¬ lage, walking by his side through the Kansas mud with my own shoes unprotected even by rubbers. When I reached the home I found there the son of the family, a small boy named Wilbur, who had been anticipating my coming with a long list of questions, for he proceeded to ply me immediately. To make my basis of relationship firm with the home, I answered Wilbur’s questions gladly; in¬ deed, I was able to establish myself in his good graces so that before Saturday evening was gone I was 4 4 Uncle Will” to Wilbur. After a good night’s rest, a splendid breakfast, and our Sabbath morning devotions, good Mrs. Chapman said : 4 4 We have four services arranged for you today, in which we suggest that you simply tell the story of the great need of the lepers, but do not ask for money. The people know that twenty-five dollars will support a leper for a year in one of the mis¬ sion stations, but we want them to become inter¬ ested, as they doubtless will, in knowing how much relief from suffering is given, and how the food, and the clothing, and the shelter, and the Chris¬ tian teaching, and the sympathy bring cheer and comfort to the sick, poor, homeless outcasts.” I COULD agree without question not to ask for money, because I surmised that in the little town, already overchurched, no one would take any large interest in helping lepers so far away. But I little realized how Mrs. Chapman and her husband and Wilbur had been praying and work¬ ing in advance of my coming. At the third serv¬ ice, held in the afternoon, a small group of friends were present, and a Local Auxiliary of the Mis¬ sion to Lepers was organized, with Mrs. Chapman as chairman. At each service I had done my best, telling the leper story just as Mrs. Chapman had suggested, and without asking for money. After the close of the evening service Mrs. Chapman said to me: 44 We are disappointed ; we have only been able to get support for nine lepers today—$225—when we had hoped to get $250, or complete support for ten lepers.” I did not share her disappointment; but Wilbur, the little son, standing by her side as she made the declaration, was apparently doing some think¬ ing of his own. How much he was disappointed did not then appear to me. We left the church and went to Wilbur's home again. As it was necessary for me to take a livery team at three o’clock on the following Monday morn¬ ing and drive fifteen miles across the country to catch an early branch line train to St. Joseph for my next appointment, 1 asked that I might quietly slip out in the morning without disturbing anyone, but Wilbur said : ‘‘Uncle Will, you will call me in the morning to say good-bye, won’t you?” One can easily imagine that a boy would not be much disturbed by being called at three A. M., so I promised. S he lovely hospitality of the little home had been freely and generously given of course 1 could not pay for this hospitality; but I wanted Wilbur to remember “ Uncle Willso in the morning I took with me three silver dollars (they have silver dollars out west), and slipped them into Wilbur’s hand as I said good-bye, ask¬ ing him not to show these to anyone till morning. A cup of hot coffee, some good bread and butter, a warm grasp of Mr. Chapman’s hand, and I was off for my long ride. W HEN I climbed into the buggy the indica¬ tions were so certain for rain that I express¬ ed my doubt to the livery man as to his making the journey in time to catch the train. He assured me that his team knew just how fast to go to make the journey with the proper connection at the other end of the line. Indeed he told me that it might be necessary for the team to run for the last mile or so, but if I would trust him and trust the horses, all would come out well. His predic¬ tion was true; we did find it necessary to run, the mud flying in all directions, and we landed at the depot platform while the bell was ringing for the train to start; A vigorous yell from the livery man saved the day. I caught the train, making my appointments as planned. A few days later a letter came to me at Chicago : “Dear Uncle Will—I was very glad to get the three dollars you gave me; I want to buy a pig. The village ordinance will not permit me to keep a pig during the summer, but the first of Novem¬ ber I mean to buy a pig, and feed him, and see if he will not grow big so I can sell him for enough to support a leper for a year; or at least to care for a child of leper parents. Mother's tenth leper ! Do you see?” Can you imagine any boy going around six months with three silver dollars jingling in his pocket, and saying to the music they make, In six months from now I shall spend these three dollars to buy a pig to help find support for moth¬ er's tenth leper?” I did not count this leper as supported. I waited. On the fifth day of November another letter came : “Dear Uncle Will—I have bought my pig, and (Continued on other side) from the way in which he eats everything in sight I feel sure he is all right, and I am confident that he will grow big enough so that I can sell him for money enough to support a leper or a leper’s child. ’ ’ In the same mail came a letter from Mrs. Chap¬ man, telling how Wilbur had told the story of his purchase to the children at the day-school, as well as the children at the Sunday-school, and they all were interested in helping. Said she : I wish you might have seen the procession of little children coming out this very afternoon,—one little girl with one ear of com in her hand, others with more, and one small child bringing a parcel con¬ taining the remnants from their school luncheons; and all in chorus asking the privilege of helping feed the leper pig.' Of course the privilege was given them, and these little children are helping Wilbur to make possible the success of his plan. ” A later communication, addressed February 4, of this year, indicates the interest the men are taking, for it says: “Dear Uncle Will—The men are getting inter¬ ested ; a man carried a pail of swill three blocks this morning, which he said he wanted to feed the pig. I have named the pig‘Pete.’ Pete was asleep this morning, and I slipped up beside him, and got my hands on him, and his flesh feels good and solid, and this means a heavy weight. I am sure I shall soon be able to sell him for enough money to support mother's tenth leper.” This story was told in the Sunday School Times Office prayer meeting in Philadelphia. Immedi¬ ately an arrangement was made to secure a brand of pigs that would sit on desks or tables. A mem¬ ber of the Sunday School Times Office family pro¬ cured a pig bank and this porker was labelled ‘ ‘ Pete No. 2. ” He was fed “coin in the back” instead of “corn in the ear.” In due time Pete No. 2 was so full that the complete support of a Leper was secured for the whole year. In this way, Wilbur’s contagious example began to provoke” to love and good works. In the meantime, Wilbur continued feeding his pig. The pig went to market with the result that sufficient money was secured to care for another Leper for a year. Wilbur’s pig money was for¬ warded to Siam, and a little Leper boy Ai Sam became “Mother’s Tenth Leper.” His name is “Mr. Three,” meaning probably that he was born in the third month of the year. Pete No. 2 was quickly followed by other pig banks and now there are more than 6,000 of these little banks being “fed” in different parts of the country by interested friends. FEEDING THE PIG You may have one of these “Pete Pigs,” and this intensely human little folder telling how the idea originated, by sending fifteen cents to the address given below. Contributions direct may be sent to the same address. Any person or.group of persons may join The Golden Pete Bank Brigade.” Send 15 cents for a Golden Pig Bank and the story of “Pete,” and write today to THE MISSION TO LEPERS W. M. Danner, American Secretary 608 Tremont Temple Boston, Mass. THE MISSION TO LEPERS LIST OF STATIONS INDIAN EMPIRE AND CEYLON ♦Alleppey f Almora, U. P. j Ambala, Punjab f Attingal, Travancorc ♦Baba Lakhan, Punjab ♦fBankura, Bengal ♦Belgaum, Bombay Pres, ♦f Bhagalpur, Bihar Calcutta *f Calicut Chamba, Punjab ♦f Champa, C. P. ♦Chandag, U. P. *f Chandkuri, C. P. Dehra Dun, U. P. •fDhamtari, c. P. *Dhar,C.I. Dharmsala, Punjab Hendala, Colombo jeypore, Madras Pres. Kodur, Madras Pres. ♦fKothara, C. P. ♦Lch, Kashmir ♦tLohardugga, Bihar M ad ras ♦Madura, S. India ♦fMandalay, Burma ♦fMangaiore Matunga, Bombay ♦fMaulmain, Lr. Burma ♦fMeerut, U. P. ♦fMiraj, Bombay P. Moradabad, U. P. Mourbhanj, Orissa *tMungcli,C. P. ♦f Muzaffarpur, Bihar *tNaini, Allahabad ♦jNasik ♦jNeyoor Nizamabad *t Patpara, C. P. fPithora, U. P. ♦fPoladpur ♦fPoona ♦fPui, Kolaba Dist. ♦jPurulia, Bengal Raipur, C. P. Raj Nandgaon *»t Ramachandrapuram *t Raniganj, Bengal ♦Rawal Pindi, Punjab ♦fRurki, U. P. ♦fSabathu,Punjab Saharanpur, U. P. ♦fSalur, Vizagapatam Sehore, Bhopal ♦fShoIapur, Bombay P ♦fTarn 1 aran, Punjab Trevandrum Ujjain, C. i. ♦Vizianagram At these 92 Stations upwards of 11,000 Lepers and Children are supported, relieved or evangelised SIAM Chicngmal STRAITS SETTLEMENTS Pulo Jerejak, Penang SUMATRA Situmba CHINA tCanton Chaotung, Yunnan Foochow, Fuh Kien Hangchow, Che-Kiang Kien Ning Fu, Fuh Kien ♦Kucheng, Fuh Kien Loyuan, Fuh Kien ♦fSlao Kan, Hankow CHINA—continued Sieng lu, Foochow Tungkun, Canton ♦Wuchow, West River j-Yen Ping, Foochow JAPAN Osaka ♦Tokio KOREA ♦Fusan ♦Kwangju ♦Taiku THE PHILIPPINES Culion Manila PERSIA Tabriz PALESTINE Valley of Siloam AFRICA Mbereshi Pretoria GUIANA Mahaica (Brit. Gu.) Surinam (Dutch Gu.) UNITED STATES Carville, La. Penikese, Mass. San Francisco, Cal. * The Asylums for which ihe Mission is entirely respans ble 1 Stations where ihe Mission is supporting untainted children