“And how did most of the people in America look when they got here?”
How does this creature on the following page look? or that one?
“Now you don’t mean that the Americans then were such objects?”
The very same. And our two sweet, beautiful missionaries came to them and learned their language and lived among them, and taught them of the true God, and Jesus Christ, the Saviour.
“Did they stay more than a year that way?”
They lived and died among them. Then their children took up the work, and they have been carrying it on ever since!
“And what came of it all?”
Why, many of those fierce savages put off their war paint and wild ways, and settled down in good homes like nice Christian people, with churches and Sunday-schools and ministers of their own. Some of them now look almost as sweet as the two sweet faces of the Two Missionaries. That’s the way it often works when God puts his grace into a rough heart. It really changes the face too into beauty. God can make everything beautiful.
“But what about the picture on the next page?”
You mean that queer-looking man going ahead with a child in his arms and a big boy by his side?