The daily morning journal and courier., 1904-03-09
VERY INTERESTING MEETING


 VERY INTERESTING MEETING Of New Haven Branch Woman's Board
 of Missions.
 The New Haven Branch of the Wo- mems Board of Missions met at Center church chapel yesterday afternoon. Miss s. E. Daggett presided. After the opening exercises Miss Daggett feeling ly referred to the death of Mrs. Henry Fsarnam and spoke of the great loss to this generous, devoted Christian. The regular business being transacted, Mrs. Baker of Boston took up the subject os China" She spoke of it's vast ex- tent. it's vast population of 100000, 900, and os the mixtures of races there Harlan P. Beach says only the mis- sionaries who come in close contact know these people, not the traders or average traveller or steamer captains, Tor those who judge them by the laun- drymen who have felt the influence of an impure western civilization. They have great powers of endurance, are generous. polite, not to be exceeded by the Japanese or French. Intellectually they command respect. In a college in i the north os China class of the com mon people would excel Americans of like class. Their memories are remark able. They live in adobe one-story houses surrounded by trees and a vil- Ilage well, They have no shops. The h ,.Ix f1 |, .tJ turn at Il a. m, for dinner and at D.
 m. for supper The women do spinning and gossiping Holidays are few. New
 Years and kite flying days are the prin- eipal holidayss Their food is principally 1 rice, four pork and chicker, while beef | is used in the north of China; dogs and cats only occasionally. just as horse flesh is used in Paris. The cost of liv- inr is one and one-half cents or two cents a day. which is about what they earn. They do little washing because l 1t will. as here in laundries, wear out the clothes, but the Chinese are models of neatness. Infanticide of girls does occur: often because the parents can't
 support them and wont sell their girls to a life of shame or slavery Death is the great event. Forty days is usually
 given up to mourning. and pandemoni- um reigns. Scholars rank highest; then the Farmer, and the soldier is last, be- cause his work is to destroy. The com mon people choose their leaders. trades unions prevail One Of Mrs. Bakers scholars said to her: Some very good men in America ?'' Yes. she answered. very good. Some bad?' Yes, she an- swered just as in China" The schol- ar replied
 s'Their idea os God sis of one to be propitiated.' One of Mrs. Bakers scholars upon being given the story of 1 the "Prodigal Son" translated 1t for her. and his comment Your God just Hike tha. father' Of the Boxer move nent the fear was of foreign domina- tion. not foreign invasion. The love of country is intense among the Chinese, and the love and loyalty of the Chinese Christians was dwelt upon. A sketch of Dr. Karmasker's noble
 work as physician in India was giv- ell by Mrs. Cutting. How the women missionaries and women doctors are winning the hearts of the people of h. dia, Of their sublime courage during the plague.
 1 A glimpse of our young missionaries; children Of missionaries who are now missionaries, was given by Miss Miller.
 Among these are Miss Hannah Hume
 Lee, Mrs. Elizabeth Hume Hunsberger,
 Dr. Ruth Hume, Dr. Edward Hume,
 Emily Bissell.
 A poem by Mrs. w. w. McIAane was read entitled "The Higher Call to the
 Work That Abides' The poem is as follows:
 THE HIGHER CALL. TO THE WORK THAT ABIDES.
 o the work of the world, how insstent it's claimi
 The rush and the roar of it hold us in thrall;
 Its dominant note through the universe sweeps,
 And high over all Its voices go clamoring upward where Fame
 Sits proud with success on her sun-blaz- oned steeps, Or they sink to the deeps
 Where toll is menace, and joy but a name.
 These voices now sobbing, now iubilant 1 rlSes
 They call us.-s'go work, go work, it is l meet;
 There are deeds for the doing, world to l be won,
 l And the guerdon is sweet" And we work toiling early and late, but the prize
 l Slips into the future; to-day's task, begun, {; Is tomorrow undone, Achievement is failure, and songs turn to | sighs.
 And the world and the work thereof passes away,
 Like a mist, like dream, like a tale that is told;
 For it's tumults rush on toward obiyion's | shore,
 It's vestments grow old. | It's triumphs are crumbling, it's treasures decay;
 | The star-sprinkled pathway it travelled ol yore
 Soon shall know it no more. For the world and the work thereof passes away.
 1t passes away, but Gods Kingdom abidssl