The dedication of Christ’s Church of Wilmington, and the building

of the Teachers’ Home and the rebuilding of the school-house were

duly noted in the AMERICAN MISSIONARY, as the _plant_ of that

_seedsman_ Mr. J. J. H. Gregory, of Marblehead, Mass. The picture

of the same three buildings has also adorned our magazine. Now

comes the Conference of the State to inspect the working of this

machinery, to test the quality of its products and its capacity.

Arriving one day ahead of the opening, we take a leisurely visit

through the several departments of the school, and find it

reconstructed after the most approved style of the Grammar School.

We find it presided over by six accomplished lady teachers, Misses

Chandler, Warner, Fitts, Jewett and Bishop, and Mrs. Steere, who

has charge of the musical department. We find it numbering 220

pupils; we find custom work done; we find the temperance text-books

proposed by the A. M. A. introduced, as in all its schools of

the South, and working wonders in laying the foundations for a

temperance-loving generation. We test the capacity of the Home

and find it elastic enough to take in sixteen guests beyond the

fifteen of the regular family; we find it a marvel of convenience

and taste and economy. We find the church edifice a gem of beauty,

with its noble bell, which does double duty in serving the church

and the school; and we find the saving of several thousand dollars

of expense and the superior quality of workmanship due to the

personal supervision of Rev. D. D. Dodge, the pastor, who selected

the material and had the jobs done by the day. We hear of a Sister

of Charity, who says that the only thing in Wilmington she covets

is this group of buildings. We hear of citizens pronouncing it

an ornament to the city. We hear of leading pastors in the city

saying that it is doing the best work in Wilmington for the colored

people. We find that the entire work on the three buildings was

done by colored mechanics, except one master mason on the brick

work and a dozen days of bricklaying.

And so the Conference finds itself _in situ_. The opening sermon

is preached by Rev. A. Connet. The moderator of the last year is

re-elected for this year, Rev. G. S. Smith, of Raleigh, a graduate

of Atlanta, a member of the Executive Committee of the State

Temperance organization. Rev. A. Connet is made registrar in the

place of Rev. D. Peebles, who has left us to go and look after the

other “twin relic” in Utah. When we were organizing this body at

Raleigh, with five churches, I asked Dr. Tupper, the President of

the Shaw (Baptist) University there, how many churches they had in

the State. He answered, five _hundred_, “but never mind,” said he,

“I can see that in twenty-five years you will have a great church

work as the result of your school process.” So to the five we this

year add two, those at Troy and Pekin, with two more coming on.

While we are here, a Council, called in the regular way, ordains

as the pastor of those two churches Mr. W. H. Ellis, a graduate

of Williams. The sermon was preached by Supt. Roy; the prayer of

ordination offered by Rev. J. P. Les Strade; the charge delivered

by Rev. G. S. Smith and the right hand presented by Rev. Islay

Walden. The two educated colored young ladies who teach school in

those two churches are present to report their work, thus showing

how by our plan the school and church work go hand in hand. Every

church is represented, and so is every one of the seven schools of

the State. As the churches must have their narrative of the state

of religion, so the schools must have their report of operations,

with discussion as to measures and principles.

An evening is given to the subject of temperance, especially to

the business of reconstructing, reorganizing and resupplying

the temperance army after its recent defeat in the State, and

preparatory to the next intended assault upon the devil’s

stronghold. The process of recruiting was beautifully illustrated

when Miss Jewitt, with her class and a blackboard before the

great assembly, brought up the enthusiasm as they represented the

deadly poison of alcohol, how it is made, what its effects upon

the physical system, upon the mental and moral nature. The topics

of infant baptism, family training, Sunday-school management,

were duly handled. In the local Sunday-school of two hundred

scholars, the Conference appeared to pay its _addresses_, and

offered the same courtesy to the day-school. Some of the city

pulpits were supplied. The whole was an occasion of stimulus and

of encouragement. Slowly but steadily our work is advancing in

the old North State. Our two lady missionaries for the State,

Miss Farrington, supported by the ladies of Maine, to labor in

connection with this mission in Wilmington, and Miss E. P. Hayes,

sustained by the W. H. M. A., of Boston, laboring at Raleigh, where

she had taught many years, were present to report their work and

to add to the inspiration of the occasion. It is said that there

are not many models of patents in the Patent Office in Washington

furnished by women; but these women show a wonderful ingenuity in

devising ways and means for doing the people good, and reveal a

vast amount of good accomplished.

* * * * *

WOMAN’S MISSIONARY ASSOCIATION.

_At Marion, Ala._

BY MISS MARY K. LUNT, SELMA.

Mrs. H. S. De Forest, of Talladega, President, called the meeting

to order, and after the opening exercises, welcomed representatives

of sister societies and visitors who had come in to listen to the

reports of the harvesters. Letters expressing interest and good

cheer were read from the President and Corresponding Secretary

of the Woman’s Missionary Association of Boston. Mrs. Fay sang

“If I were a Voice.” Miss Partridge, of Talladega, read a letter

from Miss Sawyer, of Boxford, Mass., a former laborer in the

field, showing that her interest had not abated. Miss P. added

a few remarks entreating the girls to make the most of their

opportunities, showing that each one had a special duty to perform

in imparting to others what she herself had received.

Mrs. Andrews, of Talladega, then made an address on Woman’s Home

Missionary Work, giving an account of the organization of the

State society, the motives which prompted and warranted it, with

a summary of the organization of the parent society in Boston and

the number of missionaries first commissioned to the South and

Southwest, reviewing the home work in our own State.

After singing “Rescue the Perishing,” the reports from the local

societies at Marion, Mobile, Montgomery, Selma and Talladega were

given. The Marion society, with its thirty names enrolled, meets

once a week. The Mothers’ meeting has been conducted by Mrs. A. W.

Curtis, whose illness prevented her presence at this time. Miss

Mickle told how greatly they esteemed Mrs. C., and by request led

in prayer for her recovery.

The girls composing the Emersonian Mission Band of Mobile, are

doing their part in the work of helpfulness and uplifting, by

making articles for a fair, the proceeds of which are to be given

to a missionary in South Africa. The mothers’ meeting, under

the influence of Miss Clark, visiting missionary, gives promise

of increasing interest. The Woman’s Missionary Association has

received fifty names since its organization, thirty-two reporting

themselves this year. Missionary subjects are presented once a

month, and a collection is taken.

Montgomery reports forty members. Since late in the winter

they have been engaged in making garments for the destitute. A

special case of destitution, discovered by one of the members,

was the means of rousing to greater activity. The meetings of the

society aim to elevate in literary culture, as well as in other

directions. Mrs. Fay offered suggestions in regard to the manner of

increasing the interest of these meetings. Miss Fairbanks and Miss

Curtis followed with remarks, sensible and practical, in regard

to the training of the girls in our churches and schools. The

contributions amounted to $39, $5 of which was donated to the Mendi

Mission, the remainder to home work.

Selma has an enrollment of 32. Many of the members had been unable

to attend regularly on account of business and family cares.

Missionary tea parties were introduced, proving quite successful.

Select reading, singing, conversation and simple refreshments

occupied the hours of meeting. In response to a call from Tougaloo,

two quilts were made and sent to help replace those lost by fire.

In connection with the mission workers, they have contributed

the sum of $50, $26.75 of which was sent to the A. M. A. as a

special gift, the balance being expended for the church. A ladies’

prayer-meeting, three sewing classes and children’s meeting had

been sustained during the week. A Young People’s Literary Society

was held on alternate Monday nights.

Talladega showed a very prosperous year in the monthly gatherings

of the Mission Band, mothers’ meetings and two sewing classes. With

funds collected they had purchased a carpet for the platform of the

chapel, secured a share in the John Brown steamer, defrayed the

funeral expenses of a poor woman and aided many needy and destitute

around them. The young people of both sexes are being educated in

the direction of missionary labors through the different committees

which have been formed for that purpose.

A paper prepared by Miss Wilcox, of Burrell School, “Helps or

Hindrances, Which?” was read by the Secretary, being a practical

and earnest appeal to all Christian workers in the field to be more

self-denying and untiring in their efforts for the women and girls

for whom they are laboring. Another by Mrs. Headen was read on “The

Gain of Giving,” reviewing three points “How, When and What Shall

We Give,” aptly quoting Scripture to sustain her arguments and

making a practical application.

We cannot fail to be encouraged and strengthened by this mutual

interchange of thoughts, and to have our hearts drawn out in closer

sympathy, while listening to the prayers of those for whom we are

laboring that they may become sons and daughters of the Great King.

* * * * *

AFRICA.

* * * * *

MR. LADD’S JOURNAL.

_Sunday, Dec. 25._--Christmas morning in the tropics! My ankle

is much better, though I cannot use my foot yet. We started at 8

A.M.; stopped for lunch under some trees at _Gaigy_. We are getting

rather tired of our hard fare, and long for one good, square meal.

We have kept further from the river than we supposed we should, and

are practically on the desert. We have seen the river only once.

Then we proposed to camp at it, but our guides disagreed and we

went on, and finally, it being Sunday night, we camped, earlier

than usual, about a mile from the river at _El Hefera_.

_Monday, Dec. 26._--The men are getting worn out and begin to

lag. It was 8:15 A.M. before we could get them started. Proximity

to water has a bad effect on camel drivers. It is very hot. We

turn out of our road a few steps to see the ruins of an ancient

church at a place called Merre. We discover a big crocodile,

about 15 feet long, lying on a mud bank. We lunch in the town of

_Aboo-Hashein_, in a plantation on the bank of the river under the

shelter of a “sakia,” or water-wheel platform. We meet the postman

in the afternoon and send home some postals. We come upon some

fine cataracts in the river and see half a dozen huge crocodiles.

We camp for the night at _El Shereigh_, near the bank, in a truly

tropical bit of scenery. Ankle much better.

_Tuesday, Dec. 27._--Started at 6.30. Mousa’s camel ran away with

him to-day. It was a most comical sight, and then to end up with,

when he at last reached the ground, she kicked him twice. We lunch

on the bank of the river at a point called _Tondaeb_, where we

leave the river for 8 hours to cut a bend. Then we have a little

rivalry with another caravan that has tried to keep ahead of us,

and we get ahead. We are on the desert again. In fact, it is

nothing but desert all the way to Berber. We climb a high plateau

called _Natayielinnus_, and camp for the night in the middle of it,

at a spot covered with the most beautiful, clean, white sand, just

the thing for the children to play in if they only had it somewhere

in the back yard. There is a town on the river to our right called

_El Karaba_.

_Wednesday, Dec. 28._--Started at 7 A.M., and gradually descended

from the high plateau. We have seen great numbers of partridges and

two gazelles. We cross the dry bed of a river lined with palms,

and strike the Nile again at the “5th” cataract. The rapids here

extend for several miles. The slate formation along the bank has in

some places been fused and looks much like coal. We stop for lunch

at a point where we can get a good view of the cataract in both

directions, called _Wady El Hamar_. Then we leave the river for

about two hours, ascend another high desert plateau, and gradually

descend again to an open plain, where nestles a village called

Genenila. We camp for the night opposite the large, fruitful island

of _Artoli_, where one of our guides lives. In the evening we

receive two presents of milk.

_Thursday, Dec. 29._--The second guide swam over this morning from

Artoli. We started at 7.15, and traversed a magnificent plain,

needing only water upon it to make it a most fruitful region. As

we approach Berber the houses are better built, and the villages

are larger and more numerous. We passed the following in rapid

succession: El Bowga; El Hodbab, a very large one; El Abidieh,

close to the last; El Farekha; Dangail, where there is a ruin; El

Hassa, El Ezarab, Es Sraphine and El Hor. Just before we reached

this last place our guide told us that here Sheik Hassan Halifa’s

father lived; that he had heard we were coming, and had sent orders

to him not to let us pass without coming to dine with him. This is

about five miles from Berber. Here the Sheik had come to meet us

himself at the house of his father. And what a princely reception

it was! The grand old Arab, who is the son of the former king of

this country, came out to meet us, and brought us in. The house

was ours, and we were free to stay as long as we pleased. The

most delicate sherbets were placed before us. A sheep was killed,

and a grand banquet served in the most royal style. We were quite

surprised and overwhelmed at all this unexpected kindness. But the

grand old Arab, under whose father 5,000 men bit the dust in their

attempt to defend the country against the Turks, seemed to take

a delight in this generous hospitality. At 3.15 P.M. we took our

leave, and, following the telegraph lines, entered Berber through a

fine broad avenue. Sheik Hassan Halifa accompanied us. On the way

two of his men showed us their skill in dromedary racing, and it

certainly was quite exciting, especially when the animals became

unmanageable and came tearing down upon us, threatening to upset

the whole crowd. We reached Berber at 5 o’clock. We went first to

the lower landing-place, and then to the upper to select a place

for our camp, and finally settled on the former. We pitched our

three tents near the water, on the high bluff-like bank. The whole

space of both landing places is covered with bales and boxes, etc.,

etc., showing that considerable business is done here. The people

appear very friendly, and we are well pleased with the look of

the place. We have come 405 miles on camel-back, over one of the

hardest of deserts, and to-morrow morning we don’t propose to get

up very early.

_Friday, Dec. 30._--There is a high wind that rolls up the

whitecaps on the river like a sea. The Berberinos are a fine,

muscular, well-built set of people, and, apparently, a happy race.

We have heard the first hearty laughter here since we came to the

country. Their voices, too, are very sweet and musical. After we

have made an attempt at washing off the dust and dirt of travel, we

go to see the Governor, Ibrahim Bey. He talks Turkish and we get

on well together. The government dahabeah is the only one here.

There are a few merchant boats, but they are all full or engaged.

So we have the boldness, as ours is pressing business, to ask

the Governor for his dahabeah. No! we can’t have it. He is going

out to collect taxes and needs it himself. We can go by camel or

by merchant boat, as we please. Then we haul out our orders from

Cairo and give him another opportunity to let us have the dahabeah.

Finally he says that if we can get an order from Raouf Pasha, the

Governor General of the Soudan, he will let us have it. We take

a walk through the city, and then returning to our tents send a

telegram to Khartoum to His Excellency, the Governor, asking for an

order for the dahabeah.

[Illustration: ABYSSINIANS.]

_Saturday, Dec. 31._--The order from Raouf Pasha has arrived; the

dahabeah is ours! and besides the order came a separate telegram of

welcome to the Soudan. Surely we could not ask to have things in

better shape. In a few moments the dahabeah is moored in front of

our tents, and the Reis reports to us for orders. We have had some

business with the Sheik to-day. Our boxes were badly broken up on

the desert through carelessness, and after repeated warnings, and

before we pay the remainder of the camel money we propose to have

the drivers mend those boxes in a proper manner. They refuse; and

there are high words and loud talking. The Sheik comes. We explain

to him the position of affairs, and tell him that as we expect

to travel through this country more than once, we want it fully

understood _how_ we intend to travel. He says it shall be done as

we say, and orders the carpenter to be called. He comes, and the

drivers dismiss him and clamor for their money. Not a _para_ until

those boxes are mended! After a time another carpenter is brought

who patches up the boxes, but we refuse to accept the work, and

insist on having it done over, and done properly. At last, after

considerable growling, it is done, and we offer them the remainder

of the amount agreed upon at Korosko. They refuse to take it,

demanding nearly twice as much. We go to Sheik Hassan Halifa with

it, state the case, and offer the money. He obliges the men to

take it, and we come off with the respect of the whole crowd! It

is the only way to do in a country like this! We have visited the

bazaar, which is quite extensive. We have paid our respects to the

Governor, who, now that we have carried our point, is more polite

than ever. We have also had a number of calls. We have posted off

a big batch of letters, got our washing and our marketing done, so

to-morrow, being the Sabbath, we work till late and go on board the

dahabeah by moonlight. Mousa goes to the town, gets drunk, and is

returned by the police. We give him to understand most plainly that

if we observe anything out of the way with him again he will be put

ashore and left there, as we cannot and will not have anyone with

us who will in any way be a reproach to our party. We are eager now

to reach Khartoum. We have been wonderfully prospered thus far,

and things look bright ahead. God grant that the New Year, so soon

to dawn, may be as rich with His favor and blessing as the old,

which is now passing away! The promises are many, and we can go

cheerfully forward.

_Sunday, Jan. 1, 1882._--Happy New Year! We are on board the

government dahabeah, ready to start for Khartoum. Our boat is

moored to the upper landing to receive her provisions. At last

everything was ready. The noise and confusion at the landing was

so great that toward night, for the sake of a little quiet, and

to hasten forward on this, the Lord’s business, we allowed the

men to spread the sail, and soon left Berber and the noisy rabble

on the bank in the distance, the solitary minaret being the last

object seen. There is a village nearly opposite, but a little above

Berber, called Sheik Abdel Medjid, whence the caravans start for

Dongola. We met three men in Berber worthy of mention. They were

the governor, Ibrahim Bey; the chief of police, Mohamed Effendi,

and Sheik Hassan Halifa. We took a great fancy to this last man,

more for what he is in himself than for his family history, which

is full of interest. We have sailed only a short distance, as we

have been obliged to tie up for the night on account of rapids in

the stream and lightness of the wind. We number on board 16 people

all told. One is a comely black girl, who does the cooking for

the sailors. Her natural graces of person are untrammeled by the

conventionalities of civilized life. She wears only a scant rag

about her waist. All the boats on the river here have one or more

of these women, who grind the durra on flat stones and cook for

the men. We have decided not to put up our flag, but to sail under

the Egyptian colors, as this is a government boat, and ours for

the time only through the kindness of Raouf Pasha. New Year’s Day

on the Nile! How many thoughts of home and loved ones have crowded

upon us as we have been lounging on deck in the bright moonlight.

God bless us all, and give us a truly Happy New Year!

* * * * *

THE INDIANS.

* * * * *

NEW CHURCH AT DUNGINESS.

BY REV. MYRON EELLS, S’KOKOMISH, WASHINGTON TERRITORY.

Our little church at S’kokomish has swarmed, granting letters to

seven of its members who live at Jamestown, Dunginess, most of whom

were Clallam Indians. Four others united with them on profession

of faith, and the Congregational Church of Jamestown was organized

by your missionary April 30. One infant baptism took place at the

same time. A number of their white neighbors gathered in to the

encouragement of the Indians, six of them communing with us. The

services were held in Chinook, Clallam, English, Chinook translated

into Clallam, and English translated into Clallam.

At the same time we made a few hymns in the native Clallam

language--the first ever made in the language. A good share of the

Indians understand English and sing some in it. All but a few of

the very oldest understand the Chinook jargon, which I talk and

in which we have a number of hymns. But they were anxious to have

something in their own language and were much pleased with them.

They consist mainly of the same sentiment as is contained in our

songs of “Come to Jesus,” “Where are the Hebrew Children?” “I’m

Going Home,” though a few are entirely different in meaning from

any of our English songs.

The work here at S’kokomish has been more encouraging than last

year. Five have united with us this year on profession of faith.

The older Indians are taking more interest than heretofore, asking

for extra meetings, and some of the younger ones who have been in

school are helping very greatly in them, and in my absence taking

charge of some of the meetings with entire acceptance to their

older friends.

* * * * *

RECEIPTS FOR MAY, 1882.

* * * * *

MAINE, $264.33.

Bangor. First Cong. Soc., $22.55; Hammond St.

Sab. Sch., $10. $32.55

Bath. Central Ch. and Soc. 24.83

Bethel. First Cong. Ch. and Soc. 6.02

Biddeford. Second Cong. Ch. 30.32

Bridgton. Mrs. Rebecca S. Hale. 5.00

Castine. Mrs. Lucy S. Adams to const. REV.

PLINY B. FISK L. M. 30.00

Falmouth. First Cong. Ch. 20.00

Gorham. Cong. Sab. Sch., _for Student Aid,

Talladega C._ 25.00

Hallowell. Cash. 1.00

Newport. M. S. N., _for John Brown Steamer_ 1.00

Saint Albans. Rev. Wm. S. Sewall, $6; Mrs.

Hattie Philbrick, $3; “Two Friends of

Missions,” $1.25. 10.25

South Berwick. Mrs. Lewis’ Class in Cong. S.

S., _for Student Aid_, Wilmington, N.C. 5.00

South Paris. Cong. Ch. 6.46

Thomaston. Cong. Ch. and Soc. 10.00

Wells. Second. Cong. Ch. and Soc. 15.00

Winthrop. Mrs. N. S. Bourne. 5.00

Yarmouth. First Cong. Ch. and Parish. 36.90

NEW HAMPSHIRE, $444.99.

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