EXTRACTS FROM A TEACHER'S JOURNAL IN MADRAS COLLEGE

November 12, 1921.

We had nine graduates to garland last night and should have had more if

Convocation had followed closely on their success in April. But now one

is at Somerville College, Oxford (we have five old students in England

now and one in America), one at her husband's home in Bengal, one

serving in Pundita Ramabai's Widows' Home at Mukti near Poona, and three

kept away by some duty in their families. Among our nine were two who

had been among our very earliest students; in fact, one bears the very

first name entered on our student roll in April, 1915, when we were

looking round in trembling hope to see whether any students at all

would entrust themselves to our inexperienced hands. These two, of

course, left some years ago, but have since taken the teachers' degree,

the Licentiate in Teaching, for which they have prepared themselves by

private study while serving in schools.

This L.T. is a University degree open to graduates in Arts only, and a

B.A., L.T., is regarded as a teacher fully equipped for the highest

posts in schools. The preparation for it has been carried on hitherto

chiefly at a Government Teachers' College, where the few women students,

though very courteously treated, have naturally been at a great

disadvantage among more than a hundred men. Such of our graduates as

have spent the required year there have been considerably disappointed,

feeling that their work has been too easy and too theoretical. In any

case it is impossible that much practical work could be found for so

large a number of students, and the belief is growing that the ideal

training college is a small one. That it must be a Christian one is from

our point of view still more important. The women B.A., L.T.'s will hold

positions of greater influence than any other class in South India. They

will be Government Inspectresses, Heads of Middle Schools and High

Schools, lecturers in Training Colleges, in fact, the sources of the

inspiration which will permeate every region of women's education.

Before long the missions will be unable to keep pace with the rapid

increase of available pupils for girls' schools. Their success in

originating and fostering the idea of educating girls has now produced a

situation with which we cannot personally cope, but which we can

indirectly control by concentrating effort at the most vital spot, that

is the training of the highest rank of women teachers. These will set

the tone and, to a great extent, determine the quality of the women

teachers who have lower qualifications, and these will have in their

hands the training of ever-increasing numbers of girl pupils and will

hand on the ideals which they have themselves received. It was an honor

which we felt very deeply when the Missionary Educational Council of

South India entrusted to the council of our College the task of

inaugurating an L.T. College for Women, and we have been very busy about

it.

December 15, 1921.

More than a month has passed since I began the Journal and I am now

sitting in the junior B.A. class-room watching over nineteen students

(the twentieth happens to be absent) who are writing their terminal

examination papers. I was a false weather-prophet; rain did not come,

and still keeps away. Instead there is a high cool wind, and every one

of these students is firmly holding down her paper with the left hand

while her fountain pen (they all have fountain pens) skims all too

rapidly over the page. The great principle of answering an examination

paper is never to waste a moment on thought. If you do not know what to

say next, repeat what you said before until a new idea strikes you. As

it is not necessary to dip the pen in ink it should never leave the

page. This method enables them to produce small pamphlets which they

hand in with a happy sense of achievement, but the examiner's heart

sinks as she gathers up the volumes of hasty manuscript.

Sometimes, however, the answers err on the side of conciseness. "We

believe them because we cannot prove them," was the truthful reply of a

student in Physics to the question, "Why do we believe Newton's Laws of

Motion?" Or sometimes an essential transition is omitted; "At the period

of the Roman conquest the Greeks were politically hopeless, economically

bankrupt, and morally corrupt. They became teachers." But sometimes it

is the caprice of the English language which betrays them. "The events

of the 15th century which most affected philosophic thought were the

founding of America and the founding of the Universe." Occasionally they

administer an unconscious rebuke. I was just starting out to give an

address at a week-night evening service from the chancel steps of a

neighboring church, and having a minute or two to spare I took up one of

my 120 Scripture papers and read, "St. Paul's chief difficulty with the

Corinthians was that women insisted on speaking in church. It is wicked

for women to talk in church."

The nineteen students before me are very representative of our student

body, which now numbers one hundred and thirty. Eleven are writing on

Constitutional History, two on Philosophy, four on Zoology and two (a

young Hindu married girl and a Syrian Christian) on Malayalam

literature. Ten of them speak Tamil, eight Malayalam, and one Telugu.

They vary in rank from high official circles to very low origins, but

most belong to what we should call the professional classes. All are

barefooted and wear the Indian dress, which in the case of the Syrians

is always white.

Through the open door I look into the library where the fifty-three new

students of this year are writing an English paper. There are eight

Hindus and one European among them, also two students from Ceylon, two

from Hyderabad, and one, differing widely from the rest in dress and

facial type, from Burma. The lecturer in charge is Miss Chamberlain, the

daughter of our invaluable secretary in America. She arrived only three

weeks ago to take the place of Miss Sarber who has started on her

furlough and already the dignity of the philosopher and psychologist is

mingling with the gaiety which makes her table a favorite place for

students.

The debate on the conscience clause[*] which took place in the new

Legislative Assembly in November shows that the party now in power, the

non-Brahmin middle-class, realizes the value to the country of Christian

education. Man after man rose to express his gratitude to the Christian

College and to point out that missionaries alone had brought education

to low-caste and out-caste people. The proposal was rejected by 61 votes

to 13, a most unexpected and happy event.

One proposal, perfectly well meant, was made at the Government Committee

on Education which aroused great indignation among our students. It was

that various concessions should be made to the supposed weakness of

women students and that the pass mark in examinations should be lowered

for them. As the Principals of both the Women's Colleges opposed the

suggestion, it was withdrawn, but this little incident shows two things,

the sympathetic feeling of men toward the studies of women, and the

distance that women have travelled since the time when they would

themselves have requested such concessions.

In the recent agitation in favor of Nationalism finding that the only

constructive advice given was to devote themselves to Indian music, to

the spinning wheel, which is Mr. Gandhi's great remedy for social and

political ills and to social service, I did all that I could to promote

these ends. I asked the Senior Student to collect the names of all who

wished to learn to play an Indian instrument, I presented the College

with a pound of raw cotton and spinning wheel of the type recommended by

Mr. Gandhi, and the social service begun some months before was

continued This last consists of our expedition led by Miss Jackson,

which twice a week visits an unpleasant little village not far from our

gates. The students wash the children, which is not at all a delightful

task, attend to sore eyes and matted hair and teach them games and

songs, and chat with the village women about household hygiene and how

to keep out of debt. One of our Sunday Schools is in this village, too,

so by this time the students are welcome visitors, and whether they do

much good or not, they learn a great deal of sobering truth. Of course,

only a few can go at a time, but others find some scope in the other

Sunday Schools and in the little Day School which Miss Brockway

instituted for the children of our servants. This last means real

self-denial, as the work must be done every day. Still, it remains one

of our greatest problems to find channels for the spirit of service

which we try to inspire, and without which the current of their

patriotism may become stagnant.

But I am being disappointed about the music and the spinning wheel. Not

one student was willing to undergo the toilsome practice of learning an

instrument, and though the spinning wheel was received with enthusiasm

the pound of cotton has hardly diminished at all. Nor will they take the

trouble to read the newspapers regularly. So that they might not feel

that too British a view of events was presented to them they are

supplied with some papers of a very critical tone, but I need not have

feared the risk, the papers remain unread. They much prefer the medium

of speech, and are keenly interested in almost any topic on which we

invite an attractive speaker to give an address, but they do not follow

it up by reading. They are decidedly fonder of books than they were, and

use the library more, but their taste is for the better kind of domestic

fiction more than for anything else. There is one important exception,

they all love Shakespeare and there is no one whom they so delight to

act. Whenever they invite us to an entertainment, which they do on many

and various occasions, we are fairly sure of seeing a few scenes of

Shakespeare acted much better than I have ever seen English girls of

their age act.

The students have been collecting a fund for our new Science building, a

great and beautiful enterprise, which, also, is still in its proper

stage. The drawing of plans so large and detailed has occupied many

months. We are looking to America for the generous gift which shall

bring these plans into actuality, but help from other sources is

welcome, too, and particularly help from the students. They have made

many efforts and reached a sum of more than Rs. 500. Their most

important undertaking was a performance of "Everyman" most solemnly and

beautifully carried out before an audience of our women friends, and

there was also a dramatic version written by one of the students of the

parable of the prodigal son and performed before the college only. This

last was remarkable in its adaptation of the story to Indian conditions

and for the characteristic introduction of a mother and a sister.

[Illustration: THE OLD INDIA

No Chance--No Hope]

"If she have sent her servants in our pain,

If she have fought with Death and dulled his sword,

If she have given back our sick again

And to the breast the weakling lips restored,

Is it a little thing that she has wrought?

Then Life and Death and Motherhood be nought."

_Kipling's "Song of the Women"_

The Medical School at Vellore is still without a permanent home and is

lodged in scattered buildings--without a permanent staff except for two

or three heroic figures who are performing each the work of

several--without a certainty of a regular income in any way equivalent

to its needs--but it has an enthusiastic band of students and it has Dr.

Ida Scudder, and so the balance is on the right side.

[Footnote *: Opposing the study of the Bible in our schools.]

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