Seven years in Ceylon: stories of mission life . issionary society for the purpose of sendingteachers and preachers to the people of seven small islands lying west of Jaffna. A few Sabbaths ago, in Panditerippu, the native preacher was urging his peopleto give towards this society. Some of the congregation looked indifferent, thinkingperhaps ihey had enough to do to su])port their own schools and church ; but onelittle boy, named Mutthuchardie, sitting close by his mother, was listening very atten-tively, and when he heard that there were many little children on these islands whohad no schools
Seven years in Ceylon: stories of mission life . issionary society for the purpose of sendingteachers and preachers to the people of seven small islands lying west of Jaffna. A few Sabbaths ago, in Panditerippu, the native preacher was urging his peopleto give towards this society. Some of the congregation looked indifferent, thinkingperhaps ihey had enough to do to su])port their own schools and church ; but onelittle boy, named Mutthuchardie, sitting close by his mother, was listening very atten-tively, and when he heard that there were many little children on these islands whohad no schools, no kind teachers, no books, as he had—that, worst of all, they hadno Sabbath-schools, no Bibles, and did not know of the Saviour whom he loved— he looked up (juickly in his mothers face and whis-.^ i:)ered, Oh, my money-box ! You said I might do whatever I jjleased with it. Oh, mother ! give it,give it! The mother was astonished that herlittle boy had understood all the preacher had now began to listen more carefully herself; and. A Little Child shall Lead Them. a every now and then, as if to emphasizethe speakers words, she felt a soft littlepinch on her arm, and heard an eagervoice close beside her whisper, Giveit, give it, mother. And, along withthe words of the sermon, some otherwords, spoken long ago, kept comingto her mind: Whosoever shall notreceive the kingdom of God as a littlechild, he shall not enter therein. The little boy had his request, forthe next Sabbath, when the bag camearound, he droj^ped into it two littlefists quite full of cents, half-cents,quarter-cents, and eighth-cents ; for wehave such small coins here, where somany people are poor and money isscarce. But, when the bag came tohis mother, great was the childs sur-prise to see her quietly slip off her twogold bracelets from her arms and dropthem both into the bag. They hadcome down to her from her mother andgrandmother and were part of hermarriage-portion, and worth ^5. Butthe words of he
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