St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1882-12-15

A train was robbed a week before
we came and a man shot through the
back, and as we passed a house two
zaptietiO, or policemen, came out and
walked over a mile with us and
watched us until we crossed the valley.
That night we collected all of our eff
fects and placed them in the middle OF
the tent for safety. 1t sometimes
seems strange what a feeling of securi-
ty we have SO far away from any of oul
own people. These great, rough men
come to see me write, and | take out
my book of Arminian hymns and tesla
ment for them to read, and they spell
over the words ; but when | try to
make them understand what they read
they look at me in wonder and say,
''What do we know we have not
brains ~ | reply, "Why do you not
use the brains you have ? then you
will have more" They are Catholics
and do not like to hear the truth and
try to make themselves believe that
this life is the last of them. | asked
one if he would he just like his horse
when he died. The thought was not
pleasant, yet he did not like to heal
about Christ. One young man, who
comes every day for little talk, invit-
ed us-when we went to his village
which we hope to in few weeks-tC
be his guest. He asked us for some
thing easier to read than our hymn
book, for he said he must begin like q
child. We notice a Turk under the
next tree saying his prayers, and he
thinks his face is towards Mecca, while
another Turk, apparently equally de
vOut, is saying his with his face i'll tn,
opposite direction. One Turkish wO'
man saves me from being the only on,
of our sex in this company but as
she only speaks her own language, anC
| speak Arminian, we are kept from
gossiping but sometimes we converse
through an interpreter, or oftentimes
when we are alone, her feelings over
flow, and she chatters away most viO
lently, when it suddenly occurs to he
that she is talking to deaf ears, ant
the conversation ends by my telling
her in poor Turkish language that
fail to understand her. She mods com
placently, and solaces herself by tax
ing pinch of snuff and lighting he
cigarette for another smoke. Now, a
| write, there is seated on the grount
before me, great Arminian, who ha
two pistols in his belt and was once
watchman in COnstantinople, and larg
enough for one on Broadway, in New
York city. | have given him shee
of paper and lead pencil, and he i
learning to write but he does not lill
his work, but prefers to read book @
Armenian prayers, which | am takini
to a family who live in Circassia
village some distance away, not one c
their own race in the place or nea
them. The mother and sons wife hav
not been out of their door yard fo
over two years. They were delighte
to see us and wished to hear the Bibl
read, and to procure book of prayers
and one of MOOdy's and Sankey's hymn
books. 1t was pleasant to find tia
this bride of two years had been taugl
by her husband in his leisure moment
to read, and she also knew the te
commandments and some verses in TIL
Bible. We are so often reminded,
this land, of the seed which fell upO
stony ground, that so quickly spran
up, because it had no root, and ofte
withers away but we SOW beside a
waters and in all kinds of soil, and "
do not know which will prosper, or
, all will prove alike good. L. b. c.