He is now an earnest teacher of Christianity, for which he so
bravely faced death.--_Selected_.
What the Flowers Say to Me
Our Father made us beautiful,
And breathed on us his love,
And gave us of the spirit that
Prevails in heaven above.
We stand here meekly blooming for
The stranger passing by;
And if unnoticed we are left,
We never stop to sigh,
But shed our fragrance all abroad,
And smile in shine or rain
And thus we do the will of God
Till he restores again
A realm of peace on earth, to last
The countless ages through;
Where flowers bloom and never fade;
And there is room for you.
IDA REESE KURZ.
HOW NYANGANDI SWAM TO CHURCH
Nyangandi lived in west Africa, near the Ogowe River. She was going away
from the missionary's house one afternoon, where she had been to sell
bunches of plantains to the missionary, when his wife said:--
"Now, you must not forget that you have promised to come tomorrow to
church."
"Yes," the girl replied, "I will surely come if I am alive."
The next morning she found that somebody had stolen her canoe, and no one
would lend her one to go to church in.
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