MISSIONARY WORK AT NEW ORLEANS.
By Miss Lena Saunders.
The month just past has been replete with special Divine mercies, though marked by much sickness in the families of those interested in the school and church. One of our scholars went Home early in the month and another lies “waiting for the boatman” close by the river. She seems fully trusting in Jesus though suffering intensely and praying to die. She asks that all her schoolmates at the hall pray for her. She has walked six miles a day on her way to and from school, and now in her feeble talks dwells entirely upon the school and Heaven. My Sunday-school class has increased in numbers to 53. The little ones have been specially interested in the black-board exercises, and read the pictures in a peculiarly quaint way. The account of the “brass snake” lifted up in the wilderness particularly fascinated them. Reviewing the story of Balaam a few Sundays since, I asked the class what kind of man Balaam was, expecting them to remember the answer from the golden text. One little fellow replied “a double-jinted man.” The pastor opened the door in time to join in the smiling. I had to learn that “double-jointed” is a term applied to persons who say one thing and do another. The sewing-school is well attended. The mother’s meeting is making its influence felt by the regular members going out and bringing in those who attend no other service.