. Under the crescent, and among the kraals; a study of Methodism in Africa. se are thousandsof women in Algiers and other North Africancities secluded, imprisoned. No fragrance fromthe wonderful gardens reaches them, no coolbreath from the sea. They have no work todo in their hovels destitute of furniture. Theycannot read. Lucky for them if the day bringswith it food with which to stave off actualhunger. What is left for them but to brawl inthe courtyard, to retail current scandal, orto pass on from mother to child the vile taleswhich have filtered down to them throughhundreds of years of obsc
. Under the crescent, and among the kraals; a study of Methodism in Africa. se are thousandsof women in Algiers and other North Africancities secluded, imprisoned. No fragrance fromthe wonderful gardens reaches them, no coolbreath from the sea. They have no work todo in their hovels destitute of furniture. Theycannot read. Lucky for them if the day bringswith it food with which to stave off actualhunger. What is left for them but to brawl inthe courtyard, to retail current scandal, orto pass on from mother to child the vile taleswhich have filtered down to them throughhundreds of years of obscene Mohammedanliterature? So early are they secluded — hidden asthey truthfully say — that many a woman,under the stifling regime of this living death,has not even a faint recollection of Gods out-of-doors. A missionary tells of a woman whomshe has visited, who had never once since hermarriage, forty years before, been outside thewalls of her home. She pitifully implored hervisitor to tell her something about the growingflowers, saying, as well she might, Ah, you are.
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