The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1907-01-24
MISSION WORK in INDIA.
Letter from Fulton County Girl Who Is
Giving Best Years OF Her Life 10
Those Benighted People.
THEIR WOMEN TREATED AS SLAVES.

merry, descriptive of her work in far
OF land. Too much interest cannot
he manifested in this work, and in the
noble men and women who are doing
it. Is 1t for fame, as the world counts
fame. that they have left parents and
home to go thousands Of miles away
to live among people OF different
language, different customs, habits,
and manner of living "a land infected
with the most dangerous and loath-
some of diseases ? Is 1t for wealth
they get little more than their nee
essary expenses. is it for pleasure
When one comes to consider, that ele-
ment cannot be found In it. No, not
I r any of these, but they-Alice Wish
art in India, Charlie Pittman in Per-
sia, Bertha Grove Mrs. Reed in
Egypt, Ida Deaver in China, Anna
West in Japan-all we'll known in this
county have gone IN obedience to the
parting command of Christ, "Go ye
into all the world, and preach the
gospel to every creature. ."-EDIToR.
When | wrote last week l little
thought J. should be writing to
you from here for my next letter,
hut you see the unexpected hap
p s here as we'll as at home.
" hen | wrote from Fatetigarh a
lew months ago about mission
work IN the country district, |
ought it very country, but it
was nothing so real as this as re
CARDS village work, right out
molg the crudest and heathenest
of the heathen in the jungle. Mr.
aud Mrs. Bandy have just such
work as this in the district In the
winter season: but the work | saw
there, was the training of the
men and women brought in from
the villages as a result of their
work among them. This. then,is
real pioneer work-the taking of
the gospel to those, many of whom
hive never heard before, and are
SO ignorant you cannot even i'm
agine how little they do know.
So ignorant that their ideas of
sin are the very haziest possible.
In other words, they have no real
lzation of their need of being saw
ed at all. But let me begin at
the beginning. Fatetlpur DIS.
t let sire tches owe an area of
about 60x25 miles, with a popula-
t on OF about quarter of a mil
lion souls on an average of 400 to
the square mile they say, and on
ly one missionary with very few
native helpers, and no work for
women whatever, as there are no
women workers, and no man dare
see the women, much less teach
them. Rev. Matthison goes out
evangellzing among some of these
many villages every winter sea-
son, and when an invitation came
to one of our caunpore misslona.
rles and myself to bring two ma
tive women teachers and JOIN the
party for a week among the villa
gers, you may believe it did not
take long to decide to come. So
early Monday morning while il
was yet dark saw Shahyadl and
me on the train for Fatetipur, and
by $3.50 a. m. we steamed into the
station to be met by Mrs. Wykoff,
a missionary who has been in In
dia forty years, and who is acting
as our chaperon. A tonga was
waiting to take US out to the dis
trlct, with an ekka for the Indian
workers, and an OK cart for the
luggage. The drive was an elev
en mile one through avenues Of
magnificent trees, with green
helds on both sidrs, in which
were clusters OF native mud huts
indicating small villages here and
there. The air was clear ant
much more breathable than il
the city and we began to fee
freshened ur the first five miles
even though the sun was growias
very ardent. Huge cranes, tai
as ourselves, stalked away from
The roadside with a dlgnitied AIR
and 'tlocks If wild ducks flew chat
tering overhead as we drove along
while the weird cry Of some jang
ly peacock In the distance mad
us feel that we were really get
ting into the country. The las
two miles was off from the mali
road into rough, deep, cart tract