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Title: Missionary Visitor, The (1905)
Year: 1905 (1900s)
Authors: Brethren's General Missionary and Tract Committee
Subjects: Church of the Brethren Priodicals Church of the Brethren- Missions
Publisher: Elgin, Ill.: Brethren Publishing House
Contributing Library: Bridgewater College, Alexander Mack Memorial Library
Digitizing Sponsor: LYRASIS Members and Sloan Foundation

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uded to rely upon the Lord and hispromises. What lack of worldly pru-dence! How unwise is this prophet ofthe Lord to risk his people unprotectedthrough that dangerous country andamong those hostile tribes! But halt!He is the most unwise who relies onthe protection which comes by sight.Puny man cannot protect. God almightyis ever able. The greater the risk, thegreater the deliverance and the purer thejoy. Then, too, what unexpected de-liverance comes when the child of Godtrusts his Father rather than any otherway. This is richly illustrated in thelife of Dr. Paton in his work amongfour thousand cannibals on one of theislands of the New Zealand group: Dr. Paton once went with four othersto found a new mission station on oneof the islands of the New Hebridesgroup. They had nothing but their Bi-bles, their tents, a years provision, andtheir faith in God. There were fourthousand cannibals on this particular is-land. The missionaries worked loving- 682 THE MISSIONARY VISITOR (November, 1905
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Juvenile Department of Dickey Sunday School of Ashland Church, Ohio.England, Ida Helm and Georgia Bailer, Teachers. Sisters Susie ly and faithfully for two years, and theirwork prospered; many of these man-eat-ing natives were converted. Then aChristian government permitted firearmsand firewater to be imported. Oneday a poor native, whose brain wasaflame with the drink he had imbibed,took aim at the missionary, Mr. Paton,with intent to kill him. The convertedchief of one of the tribes sprang beforehim, bared his breast, receiving the shotin his own body, and in an instant hesank bleeding upon the sand. A friendbent over him and whispered words ofcomfort to the dying man, and ques-tioned as to the motive of his action.The answer was worthy of a Stephen ora John Williams: Good missionary tellof Jesus. I die for good missionary. What power could have wrought sucha change? cried Dr. Paton, the Apostle of the South Seas, with tears streamingdown his cheeks. Nothing but the sal-vation of th

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