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Title: Life and light for woman
Year: 1873 (1870s)
Authors: Woman's Board of Missions
Subjects: Congregational churches
Publisher: (Boston : Woman's Boards of Missions
Contributing Library: Wellesley College Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Boston Library Consortium Member Libraries

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e whose home is in this village, has been hoveringnear and runs away to call his heathen mother. Mrs. Brown is the missionary lady in charge of this field. She sitsdown in the midst of these half-clad, chattering, giggling women andtalks in a friendly, informal way with them about the funeral of a childthat has just passed down< the road. Sorrow like kindness makes thewhole world kin. They, too, have known sorrow. The life to come is.to them also a reality, although it means to them to live again as ananimal or reptile. It is an easy step from this to the religion of JesusChrist, setting us free from sin in this life and preparing us for a life ofjoy in the presence of God hereafter. The vacant faces grow sober, thesilly laughter subsides, the quiet of a new thought settles upon these un-trained minds. Are any depths stirred? Only God knows the answer tothat question, but it is He who has said that His Word shall not returnunto Him void, it shall accomplish that whereto He sent it.
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A FUNERAL PROCESSION ON THE WAY TO THE BURNING zoi2) What Taoism Means to the Chinese Woman 61 T WHAT TAOISM MEANS TO THL CHINLSL WOMAN BY ALICE SEYMOUR BROWNE HE warm brilliance of a certain Second Sun of the Second Moon(which in prosaic American fashion we call February second), flood-ing the house-rimmed Chinese courtyard I entered, seemed to be radiatingan extraordinary atmosphere of leisureliness. The older women, withfaces like wrinkled bronze, blissfully smoked their tiny long-stemmedpipes in the full blaze of the sun, while their (more or less) obedientslaves, technically called their daughters-in-law, were gaily gossipingover their babies in a corner. What sewing have you been doing lately? I asked, after the or-dinary greetings had been exchanged. This is a staple and ever-inter-esting topic of conversation among the women folk of our hard-workingChina. Not much, said the oldest old lady, knocking the ashes out of herpipe; and of course, as the dragon lifts his head to-day,

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