A certain ranch in California had been leased for several years to a fine Japanese family. Both that family and the owner of the ranch were greatly dismayed when the order came telling that the Japanese must be evacuated to the interior. The owner, badly needing help, succeeded in securing a Chinese family to replace that of the Japanese. Through some mix-up in dates, the Chinese family arrived a week before the Japanese family left. There was only one tenant house, and the owner did not know what to do. However, the problem solved itself. Both the Chinese and Japanese families were devout Christians. They decided that as brothers in Christ, they could live together in the one house and be happy. Each day they worshiped together, praying morning and evening in English. The Japanese helped the Chinese to get started with the work, and the Chinese helped the Japanese family to get packed and ready to go. When the time came to separate, each family promised to pray for the other. In a situation where prejudice and hatred might have divided Christians, the love of Christ was great enough to keep their minds and hearts in perfect peace.—Mrs. A. E. Caldwell, in Secret Place.
A Mexican child was brought to a vacation school in San Joaquin. Evidently she felt some difference between her reception and that of the other children. She heard the story of Christ blessing little children, and was impressed. Someone took her to Sunday school and there was decided objection to a Mexican child. She marched up to the superintendent and demanded, "Is it true that Jesus loves only little white children?" She was assured it was not true, and without a word of explanation she marched out and returned with four other Mexican children, saying, "I wasn't going to bring them until I knew."—The Presbyterian Magazine.
While in Fort Crampel, French Equatorial Africa, as a pioneer missionary, we came in contact with a native boy. This African never heard the story of Jesus and Him crucified until we had the privilege of relating the story to him. "God will save you Americans," said he, "but not us poor, black, Africans." "Yes, He will," came my quick reply, "for God is no respecter of persons." "Then I'll accept Jesus as my Saviour," said Goudama; and he became the most ardent, faithful Christian of the compound.—Sunday School Times.
Two young soldiers were talking together in France. One of them was telling about his wonderful father. Pulling from his left breast pocket a package, he displayed pictures of his father and mother, gazing wistfully at them as he showed them to his companion.
"Say, Buddy," he suddenly exclaimed, "you have not spoken of your father. Got any pictures to show me what he is like?"
"No, I'm sorry, I haven't any of my father with me. Oh, hold on! Yes, I have, and I'll give you one." Putting his hand in his pocket, he pulled out a sovereign, and offered it to his wondering companion, remarking, "Here is a picture of my father. Keep it to remember me by."
The son of the king smiled into the face of his father on the coin, then sprang into the waiting lorry, and went away to another part of the sector. That is the kind of coin Christians should always have about them, the kind that bears the express image of His person.—The Moslem World.
A lady residing in a factory town noticed that a great many working men and boys came to the Christian services, but almost no women. She determined to see what could be done for the women. Calling two of her maids who were Christians, she asked . them to prepare the dining-room for a Bible meeting on the next Lord's Day. She visited among the wives and daughters of the village, and invited them to her home. She read and prayed, though they were Scandinavians and could not understand her. Then she called on her servants to pray. Through their united efforts seven persons were saved that afternoon. This was the beginning of a glorious work. Sometime afterward she was asked to go to a near-by town to inaugurate a similar work in the dining-room of a wealthy lady. She took her waitress with her and started. Reaching their destination by train they found an elegant car awaiting them. The servant girl hesitated: "I will walk," she said to her mistress. "No," was the answer; "come in the sedan with me. You are not my servant today. You are my sister. We are King's Daughters."—The King's Business.
Another piece of news will interest those who write the history of the "Christian" Church. The fashionable All Souls Episcopal Church in New York was padlocked because its rector insisted on allowing Negroes to come in to hear him preach. The respectable vestry demanded separate services for colored and whites, and padlocked the door. Bishop Manning, head of the Episcopal Church in New York, much to his credit, ordered the locks broken, entered with 200 colored people following him, and preached. All Souls seems to be the wrong name for that church, since it would refuse religious teaching to souls who happen to be locked up in black skins. The name of the church should be changed to Some Souls. —Arthur Brisbane, in the Sunday School Times.
The Hon. Risden Tyler Bennet was a brilliant but eccentric Superior Court Judge in North Carolina years ago. A Negro was once tried before him at Statesville, and in closing his charge to the jury he said "You are not to allow any prejudice to affect you because Almighty God has seen fit to carve His image in the prisoner at the bar in ebony instead of in ivory."—Sunday School Times.
The Countess of Huntingdon is reported to have said, "By the grace of God I got into the kingdom of God by an 'M.' Had the text read, `Not any noble,' instead of, `Not many noble,' I would have been excluded." —Sunday School Times.