. Life and light for woman. e capacities and needs of Indian womanhoodthan the stereotyped courses in the mens colleges. And so itgoes—our Indian sisters slowly but surely coming into theirheritage. The other day I had a unique fellow-traveler on a long railwayjourney, an Indian woman, twenty-three years old, who had takenher degree in the Government College at Mysore, and was nowreturning from Oxford where she had been studying for HonorsHistory! An added interest lay in the fact that she was goinghome to her eight-year-old son, and that she had been scouringBombay for a Daisy rifle for him a
. Life and light for woman. e capacities and needs of Indian womanhoodthan the stereotyped courses in the mens colleges. And so itgoes—our Indian sisters slowly but surely coming into theirheritage. The other day I had a unique fellow-traveler on a long railwayjourney, an Indian woman, twenty-three years old, who had takenher degree in the Government College at Mysore, and was nowreturning from Oxford where she had been studying for HonorsHistory! An added interest lay in the fact that she was goinghome to her eight-year-old son, and that she had been scouringBombay for a Daisy rifle for him and had had to buy him acamera instead! In the good old days before Christian ideals per-meated this land, this beautiful woman would have been burned onher husbands funeral pyre at the age of fifteen. It warmed myofttimes disconsolate heart to gaze at this specimen of IndianChristian womanhood and to realize that she was a prototype ofwhat India can and will produce. And then my eyes turned from her to some figures on the. Blind Children with Miss Millard. 19221 New Lamps for Old in India 439 wayside station where the train had stopped. There stood awoman clad from head to foot in a long white cape, with onlytwo ghost-like slits for the eyes. And past her hurried a typicalwoman from the north, with her wide, full, plaited skirt of saucyreds and greens, her bare brown body showing in the wide gapbetween the top of her skirt and the bottom of her diminutivebodice, her head and face covered by a flimsy veil of bright pink,and her innumerable bangles and anklets jingling as she lamps for old, I thought—the new lamp of knowledge forthe old lamp of superstition, the new lamp of freedom for theold lamp of servitude, the new lamp of love for the old lamp offear. And I was happy. God is working out His own plan for India in His own wayand in His own time, but He needs and asks our help. Now,with education spreading rapidly and wakening even the torpidvillages to life, wit
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