{"1": {"fulltext": "L\\nMM\\nmMiiiMiiiii!\\nmmmm\\niitwiiiiww i i iw tii ii II t tjmjm mmmmmmmmm", "height": "3733", "width": "2395", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0001.jp2"}, "2": {"fulltext": "LIBRARY OF CONGRESS,\\niTTirt\\niiOiMt\\nCopyright No..\\nUNITED STATES OF AMERICA.", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0002.jp2"}, "3": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0003.jp2"}, "4": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0004.jp2"}, "5": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0005.jp2"}, "6": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0006.jp2"}, "7": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0007.jp2"}, "8": {"fulltext": "w\\nca\\nu\\nQ\\npi\\nQ\\nO\\nI\u00e2\u0080\u0094 I\\nQ\\nQ\\nt\u00e2\u0080\u0094 I\\nCQ\\nu\\n13\\nu\\nCd\\nhJ\\nI\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nJ\\nPL,\\nQ", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0008.jp2"}, "9": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nAnd Other Stories of\\nMissionary Work among\\nthe Telugus of India\\nBY\\nRev. Jacob Chamberlain, M. D., D. D.\\nForty years a Missionary of the Reformed Church in America,\\nat Madanapalle, India\\nAuthor of In the Tiger Jungle\\nHindus! Awake, or you are lost. Ho^y many thousands of thousands\\nhave these missionaries turned to Christianity! On how many more have\\nthey cast their nets! If we sleep as heretowre, in a short time they will\\nturn all to Christianity, and our temples will be changed into churches. Let\\nall the people join as one man to banish Christianity from our land. From\\nan Anti-Christian Tamil Tract. See p. 24.\\nNew York Chicago Toronto\\nFPeming H. -Re veil Company\\nPublishers of Evangelical Literature\\n1", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0011.jp2"}, "10": {"fulltext": "TWO COPlts HECEIVEO,\\nAPR 2 1 )900\\n\u00c2\u00ab\u00c2\u00abglt\u00c2\u00ab\u00c2\u00abr of CopyfighU\\nCopyright, 1900\\nby\\nFLEMING H. REVELL COMPANY\\n57550", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0012.jp2"}, "11": {"fulltext": "K\\nTO THAT\\nIDEAL MISSIONARY SECRETARY\\nREV. HENRY NITCHIE COBB, D.D.\\nMY LIFELONG FRIEND\\nAND BROTHER", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0013.jp2"}, "12": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0014.jp2"}, "13": {"fulltext": "Preface\\nThe exceedingly kind reception given on both\\nsides of the Atlantic, to In the Tiger Jungle and\\nOther Stories of Missionary Work among the\\nTelugus seems to indicate that such simple\\nsketches of incidents in the life and work of any\\nearnest, observant missionary have a place of\\nsome importance, in quickening the interest of\\nboth young people and older in all that pertains\\nto the spread of the Kingdom, and that another\\ncollection of such sketches may not be out of\\nplace. Indeed, many urgent requests, from both\\nfriends and strangers, in Europe, Asia, and\\nAmerica, have been received, that at the earliest\\ndate another such collection should be issued.\\nAs these requests have come largely from ac-\\nknowledged leaders in the church in the Home\\nLands, as well as from fellow-missionaries in\\ndifferent countries, and from Missionary Secre-\\ntaries of many Societies and Boards, the call can\\nno longer be left unheeded.\\nI have therefore made, and present herewith,\\nanother collection of sketches which have ap-\\n7", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0015.jp2"}, "14": {"fulltext": "Preface\\npeared in a wide variety of periodicals, in Great\\nBritain, India and Australia, as well as in the\\nUnited States, during the forty years of my mis-\\nsionary life. They cover a wide range of sub-\\njects, grave and gay, and illustrate very different\\nphases of missionary life and work. They were\\npenned, mostly, when the incidents occurred, but\\nno attempt has been made to place them in any\\nchronological order. Still it is believed that, in\\nthe order of thought, one leads to another. Usu-\\nally each chapter is complete in itself, and the\\nbook may be opened at any point, and any sketch\\nread independently without noticeable loss of\\nconnection.\\nTestimonies, received from many unimpeach-\\nable witnesses, of missionary interest quickened,\\nor first aroused, and deeper consecration of per-\\nson and purse produced by the perusal of the\\nformer volume, give stimulus to the hope and in-\\ncentive to the prayer that this little volume may\\nbe used of the Master only for the arousing of\\nHis people, the promotion of His cause, and the\\nearlier establishment of His Kingdom in the Re-\\nvolted Lands of the Orient.\\nJacob Chamberlain.\\nMadanapalle, India.", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0016.jp2"}, "15": {"fulltext": "Contents\\nCHAP. PAGE\\nIntroductory 13\\nI. The Cobra s Den .19\\nII. The Snake-Bitten Hindu s Story 27\\nIII. The Angry Mob and the Story of the Cross 36\\nIV. The Surgeon s Knife Dethrones a Hindu\\nIdol 48\\nV. Yes, or No? Instructions Wanted 62\\nVI. Those Torn-Up Gospels 66\\nVII. The Hindu Judge s Opinion of the Bible 72\\nVIII. Marketing the Bible .76\\nIX. A Medico-Evangelistic Tour 85\\nX. Hinduism as It Is .100\\nXL Lord Ganesa and Little Ramaswami, in\\nXII. A Brahman s Testimony -115\\nXIII. A Daybreak Audience and a Chase for a\\nTiger .121\\nXIV. The Spotted Tiger Foiled 131\\nXV. The Heat in India: How I Keep My\\nStudy Cool -138\\nXVI. Oddities of Travel in India 145\\nXVII. A Missionary Sanitarium .172\\n9", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0017.jp2"}, "16": {"fulltext": "Contents\\nCHAP. PAGE\\nXVIII. How the Cut Cuts 182\\nXIX. How Hindu Christians Give -195\\nXX. A Merchant of Means Joins Us 207\\nXXL Break Cocoanuts Over the Wheels 212\\nXXII. The Weaving of India Rugs or God s\\nPlans in Our Lives 218\\nXXIIL Despondent Missionaries .227\\nXXIV. The Change of Front in India 232\\nXXV. Vernacular Preaching Is it Ineffective 247\\nXXVI. A Unique Missionary Meeting on the\\nHimalayas -255\\nXXVII. The Oriental Bride of the Lamb 265\\n10", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0018.jp2"}, "17": {"fulltext": "Illustrations\\nThe Madanapalle Church bidding farewell to Dr.\\nand Mrs. Chamberlain Frontispiece\\nFACING FAGB\\nSnake Charmers with Cobras\\nThe Bungalow near which was the Cobra s Den\\nThe Hermitage where the Snake-bitten Hindu Told\\nHis Story 28\\nThe Mahaswami of Nalaporapalle 1\\nA Hindu Sanyasi j 4\\n76\\nIndia Buffaloes Bathing\\nA Hindu Street Scene\\nA Hindu Funeral Scene J\\nA Temple Elephant\\n112\\nAscending the Pulney Mountains to Kodai Kanal\\nA Toddy Climber Tapping Palmyra Trees for Toddy J\\nKodai Kanal Lake and Sanitarium 172\\nHindu Potters at their Work\\nA Group of Hindus at Dinner\\n212\\nUnder Training for a Dancing Girl 1\\nAn India Aloe Plant in Bloom\\n11", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0019.jp2"}, "18": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0020.jp2"}, "19": {"fulltext": "Introductory\\nOur Hindu Cousins are probably the most\\ninteresting, and those most rewarding study, of\\nany of the peoples of Asia. Whether from their\\nancient literature, antedating the Greek by many\\ncenturies; whether from their Primitive Religion,\\nas set forth in their earlier Vedas, contemporary\\nwith Moses and the giving of the law on Mount\\nSinai; whether from their ancient civilisation,\\ndating from the time when our European ances-\\ntors were dressed in skins, roaming the forests\\nand living in huts and in caves; whether from\\ntheir country with its diversified scenery and its\\nvaried climate, reaching from the ever scorching\\nsand plains of Cape Comorin to the forever frozen\\npeaks of the Himalayas, where stand the tallest\\ngiant mountains of the globe; whether from\\ntheir famed specimens of ancient architecture, as\\nexemplified in the Taj and other monuments;\\nwhether from their elegant works of art, in\\nmosaics, in carved work, in embroidery; whether\\nfrom their world-famed magicians, jugglers and\\n13", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0021.jp2"}, "20": {"fulltext": "Introductory\\nathletes; whether from their intricate Caste sys-\\ntem, earliest of all Trade Unions, most effective\\nof all Boycotts, which proved undoubtedly first a\\nblessing to the land, and then, as it degenerated\\nand was misused, the greatest curse resting upon\\nthem now for many generations, the people of\\nIndia, in their former high estate, in their present\\ndegeneration, in the many-sided efforts now be-\\ning put forth for their regeneration and uplifting,\\nare an intensely interesting subject for study and\\ninvestigation.\\nThe story of life and work among them, on\\nwhatever lines that work may run, political, mili-\\ntary, commercial, scientific, sociological, or re-\\nligious, is sure of interested listeners if truly and\\nrealistically told. And the story of missionary\\nlife and missionary work and incident may well\\nbe known far more than it is by the Church in\\nHome Lands, that is giving of its treasures and\\nconsecrating its sons and its daughters by in-\\ncreasing scores to the uplifting morally, intel-\\nlectually and spiritually of India s interesting\\nrhillions.\\nIt is among the Telugu people of India that the\\nincidents and the work depicted in the following\\npages have mostly taken place. The Telugus in-\\nhabit the regions from Madras northward to\\n14", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0022.jp2"}, "21": {"fulltext": "Introductory\\nGanjam, from latitude 13\u00c2\u00b0 four hundred miles\\nnorth to 19\u00c2\u00b0, and from the seacoast of the Indian\\nOcean, or Bay of Bengal, west to and including\\nlarge portions of the dominions of the Maharajah\\nof Mysore and of the Nizam of Hyderabad.\\nThese Telugus numbernearly twenty millions\\nof people. They, living on the seacoast, were\\nanciently maritime in their tendencies, having,\\ntwo thousand years ago, made voyages for trade\\nand left some colonies in far off Borneo and Java\\nand adjacent islands. They were adepts in Medi-\\ncine and Surgery as long ago as Alexander the\\nGreat s invasion of India, 525 b. c, as vouched\\nfor by the historians of that invasion who speak\\nof the aid received by them from the Andhra\\n(Telugu) surgeons in the treatment of their\\nwounded. They had an extensive literature and\\nsome large libraries, which were, however, as far\\nas possible, destroyed and obliterated by the Mo-\\nhammedans when they conquered the Telugus,\\nand sought thus to break their spirit and compass\\ntheir lasting subjugation.\\nThe Telugus are physically the tallest and best\\ndeveloped of all the races of Southern India and\\nare, in the main, a courteous, kindly, intelligent,\\ningenuous, and now again progressive people.\\nTheir features are more of a European cast and\\n15", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0023.jp2"}, "22": {"fulltext": "Introductory\\ntheir color from that of a mulatto to that of a\\nSpaniard.\\nOf the forty distinct languages, and the one\\nhundred divergent dialects spoken in India, the\\nTelugu is spoken by more people than any other\\nlanguage with the exception of perhaps five or\\nsix. It is a mellifluous and beautiful language,\\npossessing a very copious vocabulary, with such\\nabundant verbal forms, conjugations and declen-\\nsions, and modes, active, passive and middle,\\nwith reflexive, causative, intensive variations of\\nall three, that it takes over one thousand forms\\nthoroughly to conjugate and decline one such\\nverb. It is thus peculiarly adapted to the expres-\\nsion of all possible phases of an idea. It is a\\nlanguage of Poetry and Song. Even their an-\\ncient works on grammar and arithmetic, astron-\\nomy, astrology, medicine, law and philosophy\\nare all written in poetry, and are always chanted\\nor intoned in reading. Their language antedates\\nthe coming down into India of the Aryans, who\\nbrought with them their still more cultivated\\nSanskrit, and who farther enriched the Telugu by\\ncontributing to it nearly as many Sanskrit words\\nas the English received from the Latin and Greek\\nlanguages combined. In fact about one-third of\\nthe vocables now in use among the Telugus are\\n16", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0024.jp2"}, "23": {"fulltext": "Introductory\\nSanskrit, introduced, in their true Sanskrit form,\\nbut usually with Telugu case terminations added,\\ninto the body of the language.\\nThe religion of the Telugus, as of all modern\\nHindus, is a debased form of the ancient Vedic\\nHinduism, and is fully described in the chapter\\nHinduism as it is.\\nIt is among these Telugus that it has been my\\ndelight to live, and for them to labor for these\\nforty years, and for whom, God willing, my re-\\nmaining days are to be spent, and My heart s\\ndesire and prayer to God for them is that they\\nmay be saved.\\n17", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0025.jp2"}, "24": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0026.jp2"}, "25": {"fulltext": "THE COBRA S DEN\\nIt was a hot Sunday morning in India, with-\\nout a cloud in the brazen skies. We had just\\ncome home from early morning service in our\\nTelugu Native Church, and had taken our seats\\nat the breakfast-table. At the open door of our\\ndining-room our Telugu school-teacher appeared\\nand said\\nSir, a big cobra has just been chasing a frog\\nthrough the whole length of your front veranda.\\nHe struck at it again and again as it sprang past\\nthe open doors of the sitting-room, but the frog,\\nuttering piercing shrieks, as a frog can when\\npursued by a serpent, sprang each time quick\\nenough to elude its jaws, and together they\\nrushed off the south end of the veranda, and the\\nfrog sprang under a box that is standing there,\\ntoo near down upon the hard floor for the big\\ncobra to get under, and so escaped.\\nWhere is the cobra now\\nThat is just what I don t know, said he,\\nfor, while I was looking to see what had be-\\n19", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0027.jp2"}, "26": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\ncome of the frog, how he had got away, the\\ncobra disappeared among the flower pots and I\\ncannot see where he has gone.\\nHe must have a hole there, close by the\\nveranda somewhere. Will you please go and\\nwatch until I come, and see if you can get sight\\nof him again, for he must be killed, if possible,\\nif he lives as near the house as that.\\nI don t go a shooting on Sunday, but I went\\nfor my pistol then, for I considered it decidedly\\na work of necessity and mercy to put an end to\\nthe danger of ourselves or our people being bitten,\\nby that deadly cobra. Soon appearing with a\\nrevolver, which I keep for travelling through the\\njungles by night, I went to hunting for the\\ncobra s den.\\nTwo large earthen flower pots stood about six\\nfeet from the end of the veranda, with each a\\nbeautiful rose growing in it, of which my wife\\nwas very fond, and beside which she almost\\ndaily stood picking off dead leaves, or watering\\nand tending the roses. I soon discovered a hole\\nin the ground about as large as my wrist, partly\\nconcealed by the grass that was growing right\\nbetween the two flower pots, which were far\\nenough apart for a person to stand between\\nthem, The hole went down perpendicularly,\\n^0", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0028.jp2"}, "27": {"fulltext": "SNAKE CHARMERS WITH COBRAS\\nTHE BUNGALOW NEAR THE COBRA S DEN", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0029.jp2"}, "28": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0030.jp2"}, "29": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\ngrowing larger as it went deeper. It took but a\\nmoment to bring a hand mirror and throw the\\nreflection of the bright sun right down into the\\nhole. It revealed a horizontal chamber, or den,\\nonly a foot or so deep and the glistening scales\\nof a cobra coiled up at rest.\\nTaking a piece of a broken wagon tire in my\\nleft hand to stop up the hole with, and placing the\\nend of it slantingly in the hole, I fired down into\\nthe den. Not a motion was seen. I had missed.\\nTurning the tire up edgewise, I fired again.\\nWhat a squirming there was! His Majesty, the\\ncobra, had been wounded. He struck up, vi-\\nciously at the iron, which was turned down flat\\nas soon as I had fired, to keep him from darting\\nout at us. I turned the iron edgewise and fired\\nagain, and again.\\nWhen I had unloaded the sixth barrel, I let him\\nstrike his head out, and caught it against the side\\nwith the iron tire. I had brought out with me a\\npair of large hedge shears. With these I caught\\nhold of his protruding neck, and with a stout\\npull with both hands, pulled him out and gave\\nhim a flirt out into the compound. What a\\nscattering there was of men, women and chil-\\ndren! My attention had been so taken up by\\nthe snake that I had not noticed what a crowd\\n21", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0031.jp2"}, "30": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nhad gathered around. Hearing the sound of\\nshooting on Sunday in the mission compound\\nor door-yard, they had judged that something\\nstrange was going on and had rushed in to\\nsee.\\nHow they screamed and ran! for they did not\\nknow that the grip of the shears had dislocated\\nthe fellow s neck, and, seeing a full-sized cobra\\nflying out toward them, they seemed to think\\nthat he was springing at them, and the soles of a\\ngood many pairs of feet were visible to one who\\nstood near whence the snake had made his long\\nleap.\\nAs I had grasped the head of the cobra with\\nthe shears, I had given the wagon tire to the\\nteacher asking him to insert the end again, in-\\nstantly that I drew the cobra out, for where one\\ncobra is you will usually find a second. I came\\nback and threw the rays of the sun in again.\\nYes, there were bright cobra s scales, and an-\\nother cobra wriggling.\\nLoading my pistol again I repeated the firing,\\nhoping that he would strike his head up out, so\\nthat I could catch his head also. Squirm and\\nstrike as he did, his head did not come out of the\\nhole until I had fired many times, but it finally\\ncame, and I secured him also. On drawing him\\n22", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0032.jp2"}, "31": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nout and examining him closely we found four-\\nteen pistol ball holes through his body, and still\\nthere was fight in him. Any three of the holes\\nwould have proved fatal in time, but he died\\nmaking a splendid fight. We laid the cobras\\nout in the veranda and measured them. One of\\nthem measured five feet eleven inches, and the\\nother six feet and two inches, than which one\\nrarely finds a cobra larger.\\nTheir hole showed that they had evidently\\nbeen living there right among the flower pots\\nthat were tended daily and within six feet of our\\nveranda and within twelve feet of my study door\\nfor weeks or months. A short time after some\\nexpert snake-charmers were summoned to rid\\nour compound of serpents. In half an hour,\\nwhile we were intently watching, they had,\\nwith their weird, enchanting music, charmed and\\nenticed from holes not noted by me before, in\\nthe grass and under the shrubbery about our\\ndoor yard, and dextrously captured, one by one,\\nfive more full-sized cobras. And though the\\ncobra is the deadliest serpent known, and thou-\\nsands of persons die of their bite yearly in India,\\nno one in our mission has ever been harmed by\\none. Verily He shall give His Angels charge\\nover thee to keep thee in all thy ways is the\\n23", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0033.jp2"}, "32": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nunbidden exclamation of many a missionary in\\nsuch a time.\\nThe above incident, as an illustration of a deep\\ntruth, has given me great cheer during the past\\nyear.\\nThe fact is known all over Christendom that\\nHinduism has never been so fierce in its opposi-\\ntion, so vigorous and so vicious in its attacks on\\nmissionaries and their work as now. Hindu\\nTract Societies, Hindu Preaching Societies, have\\nbeen established in the great cities, with branches\\nall through the country. These Hindu Tract\\nSocieties issue very few books and tracts for in-\\nculcating their own religion. Nearly all of their\\nmultitudinous issues are violent attacks on Chris-\\ntianity and on Christ; on missionaries and their\\nwork. Every old and exploded infidel objection\\nfrom the Occident is brought forth with a clang\\nof cymbals, and made to do service in the Ori-\\nent, now angrily awakening. The most abso-\\nlutely untrue charges against missions, mission-\\naries and converts, are printed and scattered by\\nthe hundred-thousand. The venom is fairly spit\\nout in jets as was the venom of those cobras on\\nthe iron.\\nHindu preachers are sent out from head-\\nquarters into the regions where the different\\n24", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0034.jp2"}, "33": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nmissionaries are working, not to preach and\\nexplain the doctrines of Hinduism so much as to\\nmake attacks on Christianity and the missionary\\nwork. In many places their preachers seem to\\nmake little effort to gather audiences for them-^\\nselves, but have messengers out here and there,\\nand if a missionary or native pastor, or catechist\\ngathers an audience in a street, or in a wayside:\\nshed, to tell them of the love of Christ, down\\nthey come and, taking a stand near, begin to\\npour out blasphemy and lies and seek to draw\\naway or disperse their audiences.\\nWe are not altogether sorry to have it so.\\nNothing is so disheartening as the stolid or\\ncontemptuous indifference so often manifested\\nin past years. The intensity of their opposition\\nattracts public attention widely to our message\\nto our weapons that are doing them this damage.\\nWe know now that Hinduism has been hit; that\\nit has been vitally wounded. It is madly striking\\nback in sheer desperation. My cobra friends\\nwere not disturbed by the noise of my first\\nshots. What did they care for my banging\\naway so long as they were not hit But when,\\nwith better aim, the bullets began to pierce their\\ncoils, how those cobras squirmed\\nThus it is with the now intensely antagonistic\\n25", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0035.jp2"}, "34": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nHinduism. Sneering indifference is past. The\\ncontest waxes hot. The wild, unreasoning strik-\\ning back tells of mortal wounds inflicted pres-\\nages victory for our Immanuel Captain, if we\\nwisely, ceaselessly, zealously press the conflict.\\nNow is the time to rally for India s conquest for\\nChrist.\\n26", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0036.jp2"}, "35": {"fulltext": "II\\nTHE SNAKE-BITTEN HINDU S STORY\\nI AM Up on a little mountain in our mission\\ndistrict, fifteen miles from Madanapalle. It\\nstands 1,750 feet above the Madanapalle plain,\\nand is, in the hot season, some ten degrees\\ncooler. I have built here a little hermitage,\\nto which I can come for quiet literary work.\\nThe brain works more satisfactorily and rapidly\\nwith the lower temperature and the absence of\\nthe continual interruptions to which the mis-\\nsionary at his own station is perpetually subject.\\nDriving out to the foot of the mountain very\\nearly Monday morning, and climbing up the\\nrough, crooked path to the summit soon after\\nsunrise, I can have five clear days with my\\namanuensis for my work in helping to prepare\\nTelugu Christian literature for the native Church,\\nand go down again Friday evening to have\\nSaturday and Sunday at my station for other\\nduties. Thus I am up here now, but my usual\\nisolation was interrupted one day last week by a\\nvery pleasing incident.\\n27", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0037.jp2"}, "36": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nI was sitting at my desk writing and glancing\\nout upon the mountain scenery when ih the wide\\nopen doorway a figure appeared, and looking up\\nI saw a man from one of our native Christian\\nvillages ten miles beyond this, who with salaams\\nand inquiries for my health told me that he had\\ncome as the escort of a well-to-do, high-caste\\nTelugu landholder, who lived in the caste village\\nadjacent to theirs, and who had come up to\\nrender his thanks to me for saving his life when\\nhe was a lad and had been bitten by a deadly\\nserpent. Would I be pleased to give him audi-\\nence? He was waiting in the adjoining clump\\nof trees to know whether I could receive ^im\\nnow.\\nHe soon appeared with a tray of rock candy,\\ncocoanuts and limes. Making low obeisance, in\\nfeeling words he expressed his gratitude to me\\nfor what I had done so long ago for him. He\\nhad sent, when I was up here the week before,\\nsaying that for fifteen years he had not had the\\nopportunity of seeing me; might he come up\\nhere this week for the purpose So I had had\\nthe opportunity of reviving my somewhat hazy\\nmemory of what had occurred so long ago. His\\nname was Timmaya Reddi. His age now about\\nforty.\\n28", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0038.jp2"}, "37": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0039.jp2"}, "38": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0040.jp2"}, "39": {"fulltext": "The Snake-Bitten Hindu s Story\\nI asked him to be seated, and for well on to\\nhalf an hour he talked, pouring out his gratitude,\\nand recounting in minute detail the occurrences\\nof that momentous day in his life. I have since\\nconversed with one of our native Christians who\\nwas there and saw him after he was bitten, and\\nsaw the venomous reptile that inflicted the\\nwound, and was at my tent while I was treating\\nhim, and who confirmed his statements in every\\nparticular. I will give his story and, where I\\ncan, will give it in his own words, turned into\\nEnglish.\\nIt was more than two decades ago I know\\nnot just how many years but I was then only\\na boy of fifteen, and now I have a wife and\\nchildren. It was just after you had placed the\\nsole of your foot down solidly at Timmareddi-\\npalle and Nalcheruvupalle, and the people of\\nthose hamlets had joined your Veda. (It must\\nhave been in the autumn of 1872 or spring of\\n1873, twenty-four years ago.) It was early\\nmorning. I had gone with my uncle out to our\\nsugar-cane field to see that the irrigation channels\\nwere open and the field being properly watered.\\nOne channel seemed clogged. I pressed in among\\nthe tall cane to see what was the matter. What\\nseemed like a reddish-brown stick of wood,\\n^9", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0041.jp2"}, "40": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nlarger than my arm at the shoulder, lay across\\nthe channel in the water. Leaves and grass had\\nlodged upon it and hindered the water s flow. It\\nwas too dark for me to see that it was a sleeping\\nserpent. I raised my crooked axe, or bill-hook,\\nand struck it a blow to break it and draw it out\\nof the way. The rotten log, as I thought it,\\nsquirmed and turned upon me. I saw the head,\\nthe eyes, the fangs of a deadly serpent.\\nBack 1 sprang with all my might, shouting\\nfor my uncle. The serpent was spryer than I.\\nInto my right ankle he drove those fangs. Ugh!\\nHow his eyes glared as he turned and ran off,\\nshowing the big gash 1 had made with my axe\\nin his body, only a cubit from his head. That\\nglare of his eyes, those horrid fangs, that blood-\\nspurting gash in his body were the last things\\nthese eyes saw that morning as 1 fell over among\\nthe sugar-cane. How the pains shot up my leg!\\nHow my heart began to flutter! How soon my\\neyes became dim and shut as in death!\\nMy uncle sprang in and caught me by the\\nshoulders just in time to see the serpent, five\\ncubits long, disappear among the thick cane.\\nNo, it was not a cobra. Cobras are not so large\\nbut this is regarded as equally deadly and is as\\nmuch dreaded by us. Out my uncle dragged me\\n30", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0042.jp2"}, "41": {"fulltext": "The Snake-Bitten Hindu s Story\\ninto the open, threw me on his shoulder, ran\\nwith me to our house in the village and laid me,\\nlimp as dead, on the bench at my mother s door.\\nI knew nothing from the time I fell over in the\\ncane, but I have heard my uncle and my mother\\nand my cousins so often recount all that hap-\\npened that day, that I can see it all with my eyes,\\nthough they then were closed and dead, and I\\ncan tell you everything that took place that day.\\nUp went the death wail. The village was\\ngathered at our door to see me as I lay on the\\nsettee, just barely breathing. Do this, said one.\\nIt s no use, the death mark is on him, was the\\nreply. Do that, said another. Did we not\\ntry it when this very serpent bit Ramayya, and\\nhe never opened his eyes Who has a snake-\\nstone They say it will extract the poison. Is\\nthere not one in this village No, and if there\\nwere, one has never been known to cure the bite\\nof this king of poisons.\\nJust then there came running up some of\\nyour Christians, who had heard the shouts and\\nseen the commotion from their hamlet a few\\nrods away. The missionary doctor! The mis-\\nsionary doctor! shouted they. Quick! take\\nthe boy to him. He came last night to Tim-\\nmareddipalle. He is in his tent there now, He\\n3X", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0043.jp2"}, "42": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nnever fails to cure any snake bite that is brought\\nto him. Take him and run!\\nWhere is there a cart to put him in?\\nDon t wait for any cart. He will be dead be-\\nfore you can get him there by the cart road.\\nTake him on your shoulders and run by the\\nshort cut. It s only a mile by the short foot-\\npath.\\nOnto his strong shoulders my uncle instantly\\nthrew me. Down the sloping rock, across the\\ngully, up through the bushes on the other side\\nand over ploughed fields he ran. Two vigorous\\ncousins ran at his sides, and every now and then\\ntook me from his shoulder onto theirs as they\\nran. Down through the dry tank bed, up over\\nthe rocks, on they sped, for death was at their\\nheels. Another cousin, the fleetest runner of the\\nvillage, ran on ahead to your tent to bear the\\nnews and let you get ready. Panting, they\\nbrought me up to your tent and laid me on the\\ngrass under a tree at your tent door. You were\\nthere ready, and one of your trained men to help\\nyou, for from before sunrise your tent had been\\nsurrounded by patients whom you were treating.\\nAll gave way as they brought the snake-bitten\\nboy up.\\nCan he cure him Can he cure him ran", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0044.jp2"}, "43": {"fulltext": "The Snake-Bitten Hindu s Story\\nthe question through the crowd. No, it is too\\nlate. He s dead already, was the sad reply.\\nMy uncle says he thought so, too, but that you\\nsaid Steady! no noise, no commotion, no wail-\\ning, only do as I say. How eagerly he and they\\nwatched you.\\nAs they laid me down you had in your hand\\na bottle of that Magic Poison Killing Liquid.\\n[Liquor Ammoniae Fortissimus, which we use\\nfor cobra, viper and scorpion stings.] Up my\\nnostrils you threw some of its spray; with a\\nstick you pried open my set teeth, and poured\\nsome of it, mixed with water, into my mouth;\\nstrongly you rubbed the front of my neck and\\nmilked it down my throat. Your assistant the\\nwhile was pulling open the fang wounds on my\\nankle with his finger nail and dropping in drop\\nby drop the poison killer, that it might follow\\nup the very course taken by the poison, while\\nanother was with the same magic liquid bathing\\nthe leg over the ascending vein, which was be-\\nginning to feel hard and ropy all the way up to\\nthe body.\\nThe commotion had all ceased. In intense\\nexpectancy the fifty people around watched all\\nthat you did, so quietly and yet so confidently.\\nYou had my arms constantly moved back and\\n33", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0045.jp2"}, "44": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nforth, also, to help the breathing, you said, and\\nthat gave my uncle something to do and made\\nhim less anxious. Half an hour had not passed\\nbefore 1 opened my eyes and asked where I was,\\nand what had happened, for until then you had\\nbeen constantly repeating the doses of the magic\\nfluid. Soon 1 sat up, and the power of the poison\\nwas gone. What wonderful medicine that poi-\\nson-killing liquid is, if one knows how to use it.\\nIn an hour, leaning on the arm of my uncle,\\nI walked to the house of my great aunt in the\\nvillage adjacent to which your tent was pitched.\\nSeveral times that day and in the evening and the\\nnext morning you came to her house to see how\\nI got on and to administer anything further that\\nwas needed, and on the second day I walked\\nback to my village and into my mother s house,\\nwhence I had been carried almost a corpse.\\nThat was before you went away to the far-\\noff America land the first time. I saw you once\\nafter your return, at the close of the great famine,\\nand gave you my thanks; but now for fifteen\\nyears and more I have not beheld your face. I\\nam alive through your kindness and skill. My\\nwife and my children revere your name and in-\\nvoke blessings on your head. Five months ago\\nI heard of your return from America once more,\\n34", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0046.jp2"}, "45": {"fulltext": "The Snake-Bitten Hindu s Story\\nto this land that owes you so much, and ever\\nsince I have desired to see you, and once more\\ntell you how grateful I am for what you did for\\nme. I have come this ten miles on foot through\\nthe hills to-day once more to see your face and\\nreceive your benediction.\\nIs it any wonder that I was moved by the re-\\ncital, and by his deep and reverential gratitude\\nMy heart yearned toward him with an intense\\ndesire to do him still more good. I told him of\\nthe Old Serpent and of the sting of sin of the\\nGreat Physician who can, who surely will cure\\nall who will apply to Him all who have that sin-\\nvenom coursing in their veins. I told him how\\nwe are all spiritually dead from this poison how\\nthe eyes of our understanding are already closed\\nfrom its venom. I told him of the blood of Jesus,\\nthat poison killer that kills the sin-venom and\\ngives life\u00e2\u0080\u0094 yes, eternal life to every one who ac-\\ncepts its application and by faith clasps the hand\\nof that Jesus Christ as his personal Saviour. I\\npressed him with earnest words to come to that\\nJesus Christ now and receive a healing far more\\nmarvellous, far more blessed than that which, by\\nGod s help, I had conferred on him. He went\\naway thoughtful and grateful. The fruitage of\\nthis interview may it be to him eternal life.\\n35", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0047.jp2"}, "46": {"fulltext": "Ill\\nTHE ANGRY MOB AND THE STORY OF THE CROSS\\nSwing shut the city gates; run and tell the\\nsentinels to stand guard and let no one pass in or\\nout till we have made way with these preachers\\nof other gods. No news shall ever go out of the\\ncity as to what has become of them.\\nIt was in a walled city of some 20,000 inhab-\\nitants in the Kingdom of Hyderabad, within\\ntwenty miles of its capital, as we were on a gos-\\npel preaching tour, the first ever made through\\nthe Kingdom of the Nizam, in August, 1863,\\nwhich is more fully spoken of in In The Tiger\\nJungle.\\nWe had been travelling since early morning,\\npreaching in all the towns and villages on our\\nway, and arrived before the gates of the city\\nduring the heat of the day, and camped outside\\nof its walls. We had heard of it as the wicked-\\nest city of the realm.\\nAbout three p. M., my four native assistants went\\ninto the city to offer Scriptures and tracts for sale,\\nI promising to join them when the heat should be\\n36", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0048.jp2"}, "47": {"fulltext": "Angry Mob and Story of the Cross\\na little less. After half or three-quarters of an\\nhour I went through the iron gates, the largest\\nand strongest city gates that I had up to that\\ntime seen. The city, with its high granite walls\\nlay four square, with a gate in the middle of each\\nside, and the main streets running from gate to\\ngate, crossing each other at right angles at the\\nmarket-place.\\nJust after entering the gate, I met my native as-\\nsistants returning, with a hooting rabble follow-\\ning them. Speaking to me in the Tamil lan-\\nguage, not understood by those people, they told\\nme that it was not safe to attempt to do any work\\nwithin the city. They had sold a few gospels\\nand tracts to both Mohammedans and Hindus.\\nThe Mohammedan zealots and Brahman priests\\nhad been diligently examining the gospels and\\nsaw that their systems must go if these Scriptures\\nwere believed, and Mohammedans and Hindus\\njoined in an effort to stop the people buying and\\ndrive the catechists out of the city. Herod and\\nPilot became friends for this purpose.\\nSome of the gospels were bound in yellowish\\nbuff bookbinder s muslin. The Mohammedans\\nsent messengers running through the streets say-\\ning that they were bound in hog skin, and warn-\\ning the faithful not to touch them. The Brah-\\n37", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0049.jp2"}, "48": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nmans sent messengers to tell the Hindus that they\\nwere bound in calf skin, the skin of the sacred\\ncow, and telling them not to be polluted by\\nthem. They had not only prevented the people\\nfrom buying but had incited the rabble to drive\\nthe catechists out of the city.\\nHave you preached to the people? said I\\nto the catechists. Have you proclaimed the\\ngospel message?\\nNo, sir, we have only sold a few books and\\ntracts.\\nThen we must do so now. Did we not, be-\\nfore we left our home, make a solemn vow that\\nwe would not pass a single town or village with-\\nout proclaiming the Master s message, and have\\nwe not His covenant, Lo, I am with you I\\nat least must go to the market-place and preach.\\nYou need not accompany me unless you think it\\nbest.\\nWe did make that vow. We will go with\\nyou, said they.\\nThe rabble had halted and quieted as they\\nheard the foreigner talking with the catechists in\\na strange tongue, waiting to see what would\\ncome of it. We walked with slow and firm\\nstep up the street to the market. The crowd\\nfollowed, increasing by the way. Seeing a for-\\n38", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0050.jp2"}, "49": {"fulltext": "Angry Mob and Story of the Cross\\neigner with the catechists boldly walking up the\\nstreet, the Brahman and Mohammedan zealots\\njoined the throng.\\nWe reached the centre of the town where the\\nmain streets crossed and where was the market-\\nplace, vith a roof supported upon large masonry\\npillars. Stepping up the steps I said in Tamil to\\nthe catechists, Place your backs against these\\npillars, so that no one can attack you from be-\\nhind, and keep a sharp watch on all, but show\\nno signs of fear. The Master is with us; His\\npromise is good.\\nAs we stood there we could see three of the\\nfour city gates standing wide open with the\\narmed gate-keepers sitting under the arch of the\\ngateways. Turning I spoke politely to the peo-\\nple in Telugu, which was understood by all.\\nLeave this place at once, was the angry re-\\nsponse.\\nI comphmented them on the polite reception\\nwhich they gave to visitors, telling them I had\\nvisited more than a thousand towns in the Te-\\nlugu country, but that it had been reserved for\\nthem to show the most polite reception that I\\nhad thus far received. A few smiled, but the\\nrest only scowled the more.\\nFriends, said 1, I have come from far to\\n39", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0051.jp2"}, "50": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\ntell you some good news. I will tell that to you\\nand then we will go.\\nNo, said some who were evidently leaders,\\nwe will not hear you. We have found out\\nthat you have come to proclaim another God.\\nYou do so at your peril. You see this angry\\nmob. One word from us and you are dead.\\nSay not another word but leave the city instantly\\nand we will see you safely out of the gates.\\nDare to say a word against our gods and we\\nloose this mob on you.\\nWe had seen the angry mob tearing up the\\ncobble paving-stones and gathering them in the\\nskirts of their garments to stone us with.\\nWe have no desire to abuse your gods, said\\nI, but have come to deliver a message. We\\nwill not go until we have proclaimed that mes-\\nsage.\\nThen came the order, Swing shut the gates.\\n1 saw one nudge another saying, You throw\\nthe first stone and I will throw the second.\\nBut all who had stones to throw were within my\\nvision, and they quailed a little under my keen\\nglance, and hesitated. I seemed to feel the pres-\\nence of the Master as though He were standing\\nby my side with His hand on my shoulder, say-\\ning, I am with you. I will tell you what to\\n40", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0052.jp2"}, "51": {"fulltext": "Angry Mob and Story of the Cross\\nsay. I was not conscious of any anxiety about\\nmy personal safety. My whole soul was\\nwrapped up in the thought How shall I get my\\nMaster s offer of salvation before these people\\nBrothers, said I, it is not to revile your\\ngods that I have come this long way far from\\nit. I have come to you with a royal message\\nfrom a king far higher than your Nizam I have\\ncome to tell a story sweeter than mortal ear has\\never heard. But it is evident that this multitude\\ndoes not wish to hear it. They thought that I\\nwas weakening and quieted down to see what\\nwas going to happen.\\nBut, said I, I see five men before me who\\ndo wish to hear my story. Will you all please step\\nback a little I will tell these five who want to\\nknow why I have come here and what is my mes-\\nsage, and then you may stone me. I will make\\nno resistance then. I had been carefully scan-\\nning the crowd and had selected my men, for I\\nhad seen five honest countenances who had\\nshown no sympathy with the abuse that had\\nbeen heaped upon us.\\nBrother with the red-bordered turban, said\\nI, addressing a venerable Brahman who stood\\namong the people at the right; you would\\nlike to hear what my wonderful story is, before\\n41", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0053.jp2"}, "52": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nthey stone me, would you not Be frank and\\nsay so, for there are four others like you who\\nwish to hear.\\nYes, sir, I would like to hear what your\\nstory is, said he, speaking up courageously and\\nkindly.\\nBrother with the gold-bordered turban at my\\nleft, you too would like to hear, and you with\\nthe yellow turban, and you with the brown-\\nbordered, and you with the pink.\\nI had rightly judged those men, for each as-\\nsented. They were curious to know what I had\\nto say.\\nNow will you five men please come forward,\\nand I will tell you alone. All you others step\\nback; step back; as soon as 1 have told these five\\nthe story you may come forward and throw\\nyour stones.\\nThe five came forward; the rest reluctantly\\nstepped back a little. I had purposely chosen\\nBrahmans as I thought that I could win them the\\nbetter.\\nBrothers, said I, in a subdued tone, what\\nis it that you chant as you go to the river for\\nyour daily ablutions Is it not this,\\nPap6ham, papakarmaham, papatma, papa sambhavaha,\\nTrahi mam, Krupaya Deva, Sharana gata vatsala,\\n42", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0054.jp2"}, "53": {"fulltext": "Angry Mob and Story of the Cross\\nsaid I, chanting it in Sanskrit, and is not this its\\nmeaning, said I in Telugu.\\nI am a sinner, my actions are sinful. My\\nsoul is sinful. All that pertains to me is polluted\\nwith sin. Do Thou, O God, that hast mercy on\\nthose who seek Thy refuge, do Thou take away\\nmy sin.\\nThese five Brahmans at once became my\\nfriends. One who correctly chants their Vedas\\nand their mantras they always look up to with\\nrespect.\\n**Now, do you know how God can do what\\nyou ask How He can take away the burden of\\nour sin, and give us relief\\n**No, sir, we do not know. Would that we\\nknew.\\nI know; I have learned the secret; s.^a11 I tell\\nyou?\\nYes, sir, please tell us.\\nThe multitude seeing the Brahmans convers-\\ning with the foreigner with evident respect,\\nquieted still more and pressed forward to\\nlisten.\\nStep back, step back, said I. It is only\\nthese five to whom I am to tell my story. If the\\nrest of you listen it is on your own responsi-\\nbility. Step back, and let me tell these five\\n43", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0055.jp2"}, "54": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nalone. This only increased their desire to hear,\\nas I went on\\nBrothers, is it possible for us by our own\\nacts to expiate our sins Can we, by painful\\njourneys to the holiest of all your holy places,\\nchange those sinful natures that you bemoan\\nDoes not your own Telugu Poet, Vemana say:\\nThe Muslim who to Tirupati goes, on pilgrimage,\\nDoes not thereby become a saint of Siva s house.\\nBecomes a dog a lion when he bathes in Ganges stream\\nBenares turns not harlot into pure and trusted wife.\\nHearing their own language chanted, the peo-\\nple pressed forward still more intently. Nay,\\nbrothers, it is not by these outward acts even of\\nutmost austerity that we can attain to harmony\\nwith God. Does not your beloved Vemana again\\nsay:\\nTis not by roaming deserts wild, nor gazing at the sky;\\nTis not by bathing in the stream, nor pilgrimage to shrine\\nBut thine own heart must thou make pure, and then, and then\\nalone,\\nShalt thou see Him no eye hath kenned, shalt thou behold thy\\nKing.\\nNow, how can our hearts be made pure, so\\nthat we may see God I have learned the secret,\\nand will tell you.\\nThen I told the story of stories the story of\\nredeeming love; and, as I recounted the love of\\n44", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0056.jp2"}, "55": {"fulltext": "Angry Mob and Story of the Cross\\nGod the Father, who so loved the world the\\nbirth in the manger of Bethlehem of the Lord of\\nLife when He took on human form; His won-\\nderful life here below; His blessed words; His\\nmarvellous deeds of healing and mercy, the mob\\nbecame an audience. Gradually and impercepti-\\nbly I had raised my voice until, as I spoke in the\\nclear and resonant Telugu, all down those three\\nstreets the multitude could hear, and as I told\\nthem of His rejection by those He had come to\\nsave, and pictured that scene on Calvary, in the\\ngraphic words that He Himself gave me that\\nday, when for us men, and for our salvation, He\\nwas left to cry, My God, My God, why hast\\nThou forsaken Me and told them that it was\\nfor them too, far away here in India, that He had\\nsuffered this agony on the cross, and shed His\\nlife-blood and died, down many a cheek of those\\nwho had been clamouring for our life, I saw tears\\ncoursing and dropping upon the pavements that\\nthey had torn up to stone us with. Far earlier in\\nthe story I had seen them stealthily dropping\\ntheir armfuls of stones into the gutter, and come\\nback to listen.\\nHow they listened as I went on to tell them of\\nthe laying of His body in the tomb; of His burst-\\ning the bands of death, on the morning of the\\n45", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0057.jp2"}, "56": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nthird day, and coming forth triumphing over the\\nlast enemy; of His associating for many days\\nwith, and His teaching His disciples, and of His\\nascension from Mt. Olivet, passing up through\\nthe clouds to be with His Father and our Father,\\nto prepare mansions for us, and told them that\\nnow all we had to do was to repent and forsake\\nour sins, and lift up the voice of prayer to Him,\\nfor He could understand every language, and say\\n*0, Jesus Christ, I am a sinner. I cannot get rid\\nof my sin, but Thou canst take it away: take\\naway my sin I pray thee, and give me a new\\nheart, and make me Thy disciple, and that He\\nwould do all the rest, and that when our time\\nshould come to die, He would take our souls to\\nheaven to dwell with Him in bliss eternal.\\nNow, said I, folding my arms, and standing\\nbefore them, I have finished my story. You\\nmay stone me now. I will make no resist-\\nance.\\nNo, no, said they, we don t want to stone\\nyou now. We did not know whose messenger\\nyou were, nor what you had come to tell us.\\nDo those books that you have tell more about this\\nwonderful Redeemer?\\nYes, said I, this is the history of His life\\non earth; and taking up a gospel of Luke 1 read\\n46", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0058.jp2"}, "57": {"fulltext": "Angry Mob and Story of the Cross\\nbrief portions here and there, adding, I have\\nnot told you half of His gracious words and\\ndeeds. We are going on our way in the early\\nmorning. Would you not like to buy some of\\nthese histories of the Redeemer Jesus, so that you\\ncan learn all about Him, even though we have\\ngone our way\\nWith that their wallets were produced and\\nthey purchased all we had of the gospel of Luke;\\ntaking up another gospel I explained that the\\nsame story in the main was told in this, with dif-\\nferent words and incidents. And taking a tract\\nI told them that these explained the gospels, and\\nmade more clear the way of life. They purchased\\nall the gospels and tracts we had with us, and\\nappointed a deputation of their best men to\\nescort us to our camp, begging us to forgive\\nthem for the insults they had heaped upon us, for\\nthey knew not whose messengers we were.\\nVerily the story of the cross has not lost its\\npower. It still reaches the ear and touches the\\nheart of men of every tongue, in every clime.\\nHappy we, if we have a part in making known,\\nhere and in all the world that Story of The Cross.\\n47", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0059.jp2"}, "58": {"fulltext": "IV\\nTHE surgeon s KNIFE DETHRONES A HINDU IDOL\\nIt was a busy day in my little dispensary-hos-\\npital in India, 1 50 miles inland from Madras, in a\\nregion where up to that time, for this was more\\nthan thirty years ago, no European surgery nor\\nmedical practice had been known. I had been\\nsent there to open out missionary work in a new\\nregion, and knew of no better way of opening\\nout the work and gaining the confidence and\\ngood-will, yes, and love of the people than by\\nfollowing the great missionary who went about\\npreaching the gospel of the Kingdom and heal-\\ning all manner of sickness and all manner of dis-\\nease among the people. My little dispensary\\nwas built of sun-dried bricks and thatched with\\nrushes, and would hold from seventy to one\\nhundred people, besides the space railed off for\\nprescribing and dispensing the medicines. In the\\nrear was a little thatched veranda, screened with\\ntatties, for surgical operations.\\nI had opened the door as the sun peeped over\\nthe horizon. It had been given out widely that\\n48", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0060.jp2"}, "59": {"fulltext": "C/5\\nQ\\nI\u00e2\u0080\u0094 t\\nOh\\nPL.\\nO\\n(\u00e2\u0080\u00941", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0061.jp2"}, "60": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0062.jp2"}, "61": {"fulltext": "Surgeon s Knife Dethrones Hindu Idol\\nevery one who was present at the morning\\npreaching and prayer would be treated, no mat-\\nter how long it took, before my going home for\\nbreakfast, and at sunrise we would usually find\\ntwenty to fifty already waiting at the door. A\\ncatechist sat at the door, recording the name, age\\nand residence of all who entered, giving each one\\na numbered ticket, on the back of which was\\nprinted a clear, succinct statement of Christian\\ntruth, of Jesus Christ the Saviour of the world. I\\nsat at my prescribing table, receiving the patients\\nin the order in which they had come in, diagnos-\\ning each case and prescribing the remedies.\\nEach one thus prescribed for sat on a bench at\\nthe side with his gospel ticket in his hand, with\\nhis name, town and number recorded on it, read-\\ning the statement of salvation by Jesus Christ\\nprinted on the back of the ticket, if they could\\nread, while my assistant was putting up his or\\nher medicines, for among the farmer and artisan\\nclasses women as well as men came for treat-\\nment. As the medicines were prepared they\\nwere placed in a row on a shelf at my right, to\\nbe explained and given out after the religious ex-\\nercises.\\nAs soon as the room was well filled, half an\\nhour or more after the opening, I would push\\n49", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0063.jp2"}, "62": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\naside my medicines and instruments, and tak-\\ning down my Telugu Bible read from God s Mes-\\nsage to Mankind, and preach the gospel of the\\nKingdom, one day setting forth one lesson, and\\nanother a different one, but always portraying\\nman s lost condition, and full and free salvation\\nthrough Jesus Christ and Him alone. Then tell-\\ning them that we would now seek the blessing\\nof the God of all upon us all, kneeling, with my\\nassistants reverently kneeling around m\u00c2\u00ab, I would\\npray to Our Father to bless the physician in pre-\\nscribing for the sick, guide in the dispensing of\\nthe medicines and bless the medicines so as to\\nproduce a perfect cure, and that the Great Phy-\\nsician would appear, and cure the malady of the\\nsoul of each one present. There was always\\nperfect quiet and reverential attention during the\\nbrief prayer. Immediately at its close the medi-\\ncines that had now been prayed over would be\\ngiven out to those already treated, and then the\\nothers in the room would be treated in turn and\\nmedicines given. Surgical cases would wait\\nuntil the room was cleared, or if severe and re-\\nquiring chloroform, be told to come in the after-\\nnoon when I would have more time. The day\\nof which I speak, nearly loo of these out patients\\nhad come for treatment, besides the friends who\\n50", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0064.jp2"}, "63": {"fulltext": "Surgeon s Knife Dethrones Hindu Idol\\nhad come with them, and who also heard the\\ngospel message.\\nI had nearly completed the morning s treat-\\nment. It was approaching eleven o clock and I\\nwas anxious to get through and go home to\\nbreakfast, when I heard the well-known semi-\\nchant of men together bearing a burden, and\\nlooking out of the rear door I saw a sick man\\nborne of four, hung in a blanket, tied, ham-\\nmock-like, to a long bamboo which rested on\\nthe shoulders of the four bearers.\\nThey laid him down gently upon the floor of\\nthe back veranda, saying that they had brought\\nhim two days journey, for they had heard that\\nthe foreign doctor effected marvellous cures,\\nand this, their friend, was beyond the skill of\\ntheir doctors. With them there had come an\\nelderly man, led by another, an uncle of the sick\\nyoung man, who, they said, had recently lost\\nhis sight, and had come in hoping that the for-\\neign doctor could restore it. The young man\\nwas in a deplorable condition. Nothing but a\\nserious surgical operation could save him. I\\nvery much feared that it was now too late for\\nthat, that if it were attempted he would sink\\nunder the operation. So doubtful did I feel as\\nto the propriety of attempting it at all, that I sim-\\n51", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0065.jp2"}, "64": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nply prescribed a restorative for him and for his\\nuncle, and told them to give them nourishment\\nand let them rest until 2 p. m., when I would\\nexamine them and see what could be done. As\\nsoon as I had finished the other patients I went\\nhome to breakfast and to rest a little, and looked\\nup carefully, in my surgical books, the operation\\nit would be necessary to perform, and then laid\\nthe case before the Master, asking, Will the\\nman endure the operation shall I perform it\\nor shall I decline to perform it as hopeless?\\nTeach me. Master, what to do. I seemed to re-\\nceive the assurance that, desperate as the case\\nwas, it would prove a success, and that it\\nmight introduce the gospel message into a new\\nregion.\\nBuoyed up by this felt assurance, I went at\\ntwo o clock and, though with some misgiving,\\nperformed the operation. He seemed at first to\\nhave sunk under it. I cried to the Master to\\nhelp. He rallied and, to my great joy, improved\\nday by day and finally recovered. The treat-\\nment of the uncle was also so blessed of God\\nthat he recovered his sight. When at last I told\\nthem that they could now return to their homes\\ncured, they asked if they might come to my\\nhouse that evening to express their thanks and\\n53", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0066.jp2"}, "65": {"fulltext": "Surgeon s Knife Dethrones Hindu Idol\\nsay good-bye, and they would then start with\\nthe cock-crowing of the coming morning. They\\ncame to my house, and after expressing their\\ngratitude in the most touching and truly Oriental\\nmanner, they said,\\nWill the Dora please let us have copies of\\nThe Divine Guru s History (the gospels) from\\nwhich you have read daily in the hospital and\\nabout which you have daily preached, and some\\nof the Spiritual Teaching (a little booklet\\nclearly explaining the way of salvation), for we\\nwant to take them home that our friends too\\nmay know the glad news\\nCan you read No. Is there any one\\nin your village who can read No, for they\\nwere weavers and farm labourers, and it is not\\nthe custom for them to be readers.\\nOf what use, then, will the books be to\\nyou?\\nO, sir, let us have the books and we will get\\nthem read to us. When the cloth merchant\\ncomes to our village to get the cloths we weave,\\nwe will put one of these little books into his\\nhands and say, Here, read us this book and\\nthen we will talk business, and when the tax\\ngatherer comes we will say, Read us this book\\nand then we will settle our taxes. Only let us\\n53", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0067.jp2"}, "66": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nhave these books and we will see that they are\\nread to all our village people. We too want to\\nhear the glad sound once more, for we are never\\ngoing to worship our old gods again. We will\\nonly worship the Divine Guru, Yesu Kristu (Je-\\nsus Christ), who sent you here and helped you\\nto heal us. You never could have saved us, so\\ndesperate a condition were we in, unless your\\nGod had helped you. Your God shall be our\\nGod from now and forever. We want all our\\nvillage to know and love Him too. Please let us\\nhave the books.\\nThe books were given them gladly, and after\\nfarther earnest instruction in the way of Jesus and\\nprayer to Him with and for them, we bade them\\nfarewell, saying, When this hot season is over\\nwe are coming out with our tents touring and\\npreaching the good news to all in your region.\\nWe will then come to your village and see you\\nand see your people. We shall hope to find you\\nall believers in the Lord Jesus Christ.\\nWhen the touring season began, we took our\\ntents, myself and three native preachers, and\\nwent out into the Taluk, or county, named in\\nthe register, and preached in scores of towns and\\nhamlets, but could hear of no village or hamlet\\nof the recorded name. We were much disap-\\n54", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0068.jp2"}, "67": {"fulltext": "Surgeon s Knife Dethrones Hindu Idol\\npointed. We had lost track of men whom I had\\nbelieved to be in earnest.\\nTwo years and more passed by. We were\\nagain out touring, in a county or Taluk adjoin-\\ning the one where these men had been recorded\\nas living. Our tents were pitched near a village\\nthe people of which had recently renounced\\nheathenism, and registered themselves as dis-\\nciples of the Nazarene, and were under instruc-\\ntion. In the central market town of the region,\\na mile from my tent, the weekly market was\\nthat day to be held. I had in the morning treated\\nall the many sick that had come to my dispen-\\nsary tent. At two o clock we were all of us to\\ngo to the weekly bazaar to preach to the people\\nwho came together from fifty villages to buy and\\nsell. Before that hour, however, I was on my\\nbed with a very severe pull of my arch enemy,\\nthe jungle fever, and could not rise. My assist-\\nants went without me.\\nAbout sunset they returned, finding me on my\\ncot, with the fever still burning, and said, **0,\\nsir, we have had such an interesting time, we\\nhad a succession of large and interested audi-\\nences, and at the close two men came up and\\nasked earnestly, Are you the Doctor Padre s peo-\\nple and is he here He promised to come and\\n55", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0069.jp2"}, "68": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nsee us, but has never come. We want him to\\ncome, for we are all of us ready to give up our\\nidols and join his religion.\\nThe grip of my fever seemed to loosen at once\\nwith this news. Springing up, I said, Was\\nnot one of the two men a thick-set, dark com-\\nplexioned young man under thirty, whose name\\nwas Ramudu and was not the other a tall, fair\\ncomplexioned man of sixty, and his name Er-\\nrapa\\nYes, sir, said they, you have described\\nthe men and given their names. What do you\\nknow about them\\nThose are the men that we were trying to\\nfind more than two years ago in the Kadiri\\nTaluk. A mistake must have been made in re-\\ncording the name of their Taluk. Where is their\\nvillage We must be there by sunrise to-mor-\\nrow morning.\\nIt is three or four miles from here, at the\\nfoot of those hills, but you are not able to go\\nthere so soon, after such fever.\\nMy pony can carry me. Go we must. For\\nmore than two years have we been yearning and\\npraying for those men. No time is to be lost\\nnow.\\nAt four o clock the next morning we rose, had\\n56", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0070.jp2"}, "69": {"fulltext": "Surgeon s Knife Dethrones Hindu Idol\\na cup of coffee, and a prayer to the Master to\\nmake the fifth in our party, or rather to be the\\nfirst, and made our way across the fields and\\namong the rocks. As we approached the village\\nthe sun was rising, and there, under the Coun-\\ncil-tree at the head of the little village street,\\nwere gathered nearly all of the men, women and\\nchildren of the hamlet, for they had seen us\\ncoming in the distance, me on my pony and my\\nassistants walking at my side. There, with\\nbeaming countenances, were my two patients,\\nmy friends of three years ago.\\nWe are all ready for you, said they.\\nEvery one in the village has agreed to give up\\nhis idols, if you will put a teacher here to teach\\nus how to follow Jesus.\\nWe preached to eager listeners, explaining the\\nway of God more perfectly and prayed to Jesus\\nto come and take possession of every heart.\\nSoon a covenant was written out in their lan-\\nguage and signed with his cross mark by every\\nhead of a house, for himself and family, they ab-\\njuring heathenism, renouncing their idols, placing\\nthemselves under Christian instruction, promis-\\ning to observe the Sabbath, and to conform to\\nthe precepts of Christ so fast as they were taught\\nthem, and we promising, in turn, to place a\\n67", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0071.jp2"}, "70": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nteacher there to instruct them all, to teach the\\nchildren to read God s word for themselves, and\\nto lead them in the Holy Way.\\nAfter another prayer of consecration I had\\nmounted my pony to return to our tent, for the\\nheat was coming on. My assistants had started\\na shorter way, where the pony could not go, as\\nI, sitting on my pony, had been saying a few last\\nwords. Starting on, my eye was attracted to\\nthe shrine, or little village temple under the other\\nside of the Council-tree, where I saw half a\\ndozen stone idols, great and small, standing on a\\nplatform at the inner end of the shrine.\\nWhat are you going to do with these idols\\nnow? I asked, turning to the people.\\nHave we not renounced them? They are\\nnothing to us any more.\\nBut are you going to leave them standing\\nthere for ignorant people to worship as they pass\\nby?\\nWhat do you wish us to do? Would you\\nlike to take them away You are welcome to\\nthem. We don t want them any more.\\nI would like to take one of them, said I,\\nthinking to test the people as to their giving\\nthem up, and wishing to send one to our sup-\\nporters at home, to show what these poor\\n68", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0072.jp2"}, "71": {"fulltext": "Surgeon s Knife Dethrones Hindu Idol\\npeople had actually been worshipping, and\\nlooked to see if I could call to one of my native\\nassistants to take one of them. No one knows\\nthe dread these people have of their idols, their\\ngods, and though they had renounced them, I\\ndid not like to put them to so severe a test, and\\nso suddenly, as to ask one of them himself to do\\nphysical violence to the idols on the spot, though\\nI knew that courage would come in time. See-\\ning me look for one of my people, and divining\\nmy intent, Ramudu, my old patient, stepped for-\\nward and said, *Do you want one now? I ll\\nbring out the chief Swami (God) and give you,\\nand going and reaching in he shook the central\\nand largest idol loose from its masonry setting,\\nbrought it out, and, as he reached it up to me on\\nmy pony, paused a moment and, looking at it,\\naddressed it somewhat thus, speaking in his own\\nlanguage:\\nWell, old fellow! be off with you! We and\\nour ancestors for a thousand years have feared\\nand worshipped you. Now we have found a\\nbetter God, and are done with you. Be off with\\nyou and a good riddance to us. Jesus is now\\nour God and Saviour. So speaking he handed\\nhim up to me as I sat on my horse, and now that\\nidol adds interest to a missionary museum in the\\n59", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0073.jp2"}, "72": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nhome land, as he sits among the dethroned dei-\\nties conquered by King Immanuel.\\nWhen, after a few months of further instruc-\\ntion, it was my privilege to baptise those people\\ninto the name of the Father and the Son and the\\nHoly Ghost, I rejoiced greatly that they had,\\nmeantime, proved their faith by standing firm\\nthrough the fiery trial of persecution which had\\nburst upon them for deserting their ancient faith,\\nand I thanked God that the surgeon s knife had\\nproved in that case, as in others I know of, the\\neffective instrument in dethroning some of India s\\nso-called gods.\\nOut of the more than 1,000,000 towns and\\nvillages in India, in, perhaps, 250,000 of them,\\nthrough the agency of the surgeon s knife, the\\nphysician s prescription, the little village school\\nestablished for adherents children, the mission\\nhigh school, the Christian college, the schools\\nfor Hindu girls, the Zenana workers, the Bible\\nwomen, the colporteurs and the Christian preach-\\ners, from the missionary and native pastor to the\\ncatechist and reader, has the salvation of Jesus\\nthe Christ been made known, though as yet\\naccepted in comparatively few of them.\\nBut for the 750,000 towns and villages in which\\n60", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0074.jp2"}, "73": {"fulltext": "Surgeon s Knife Dethrones Hindu Idol\\nno evangelistic work is going on, where rests the\\nresponsibility Where rests tlie responsibility\\nfor China and for all heathendom Where, but\\non that Church of God in Christian lands to\\nwhom was given the express order, Go ye into\\nall the world and preach the gospel to every\\ncreature. Where, but on you, O individual\\nChristian, on whom the obligation lies to go or\\nsend Each dollar that you give now may save\\na soul. Each $ioo may plant the gospel in one\\nmore village.\\nFor thine own salvation How much owest\\nthou thy Lord Take thy bill and write\\nquickly, and then to the extent of thine ability,\\nif not of thy debt, join hands with Him, the\\nGreat Missionary, who left His home land for\\nthis heathen world, who saved thee, join\\nhands with Him, thy Prince Immanuel, in prose-\\ncuting that work which He came to inaugurate\\nthe salvation of the whole world. Fill the treas-\\nury of thy Church s Board; send thy sons; send\\nthy daughters, and in the Christians home wear\\nthou not the starless crown.\\n61", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0075.jp2"}, "74": {"fulltext": "V\\nYES OR NO? INSTRUCTIONS WANTED\\nBy the last mail I received an intimation that\\nsome persons in our home Church are not alto-\\ngether pleased when news comes of accessions\\nin our mission fields, for the reason that it costs\\nto sustain the enlarged work. Some four months\\nago it was my privilege to send home news that\\nseveral villages, or hamlets, in the region of\\nMadanapalle had cast off their idols, renounced\\ntheir false gods, and placed themselves under\\nChristian instruction.\\nSeveral schoolhouse-chapels were at once\\nerected, costing as much as fifty dollars apiece.\\nSome additional readers and teachers were em-\\nployed, drawing a salary of as much as four\\ndollars and a half a month each, that the chil-\\ndren might be taught by day, and the adults be\\ngathered each evening and each Sunday, and in-\\nstructed in the way of the Lord more perfectly;\\nand certain prudent heads were shaken, so I in-\\nfer from what I have heard, by prudent people,\\nwho did not know whether our Church was\\nprepared to receive such an increase to her work\\nand her responsibilities.\\n62", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0076.jp2"}, "75": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nNow I am in a quandary. Who will tell me\\nwhat I am to do To-day I have received a\\nwritten application from the inhabitants of four\\nhamlets in another direction to be taken under\\nChristian instruction. They promise to pitch\\ntheir idols overboard; to cease working on the\\nSabbath to give up everything hostile to Chris-\\ntianity; to live according to its holy precepts, so\\nfar as in them hes, and beg me to send some one\\nto tell them what those precepts are. Shall I do\\nit, or shall I not\\nThey are poor. So were those who came over\\nfive months ago, but they have most of them\\nstood firm and have grown in grace. They have\\nbeen abused; have been threatened; their work\\nhas been interfered with four of them in differ-\\nent villages have been assaulted and beaten, one\\nof them so that it was feared for some hours that\\nhe would not survive, simply because they re-\\nfused to abjure their faith in their new-found\\nSaviour. And, on top of it all, these four hamlets\\nask me to take them under instruction and re-\\nceive them to the fellowship of such abuse.\\nWhat answer shall I give them? Consider\\nwell before advising me; for it will cost money.\\nIt may interfere with the erection of a $100,000\\nchurch in New York for me to spend fifty dollars\\n63", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0077.jp2"}, "76": {"fulltext": "Yes, or No? Instructions Wanted\\nin erecting a church for these inquirers in these\\nnew villages. It may interfere with the endow-\\nment of a $60,000 professorship at home if I\\nspend seven dollars a month in supporting a\\ncatechist to show these seeking ones the way to\\nheaven. It may complicate the arrangement for\\na I400 trip to the Yosemite Valley, or a I200 trip\\nto the White Mountains, or a $1,000 trip to\\nEurope next summer, if I ask one of the city\\nmerchants to increase his subscription by five\\ndollars per month to support a school, in order\\nthat the children may be suffered to come unto\\nJesus. So would it not be better, on the whole,\\nfor me to tell this deputation that the Home\\nChurch cannot afford to have any more of them\\nbecome Christians\\nThere was a time, I believe, when the Church\\nreally wished to establish and sustain missions in\\nIndia and China and Japan. Is she frightened\\nnow that the child begins to grow And does\\nshe wish to starve her Eastern children to death,\\nbecause, forsooth, it will take so much milk to\\nrear them up to manhood? Does she wish to\\ngain the credit of having missions in three great\\nempires of the East, without bearing the burden\\nof their support\\nGod forbid and yet the voice that speaks to\\n64", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0078.jp2"}, "77": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nus month by month, through the columns of\\nReceipts for the Board of Foreign Missions,\\nwould almost lead a disinterested observer to\\nform such a conclusion, and the retrenchments\\nand curtailments that we on the ground have\\nbeen compelled to make year by year leave us\\nlittle spirit to rebut the charge.\\nWe go on with our itinerating; we preach the\\ngospel of glad-tidings in the highways and by-\\nways. When those to whom we have preached\\ncome forward and say: Sir, we are convinced\\nof the truth of what you say; please receive us\\nunder instruction and train us for your heaven,\\nshall we say, Hold on, don t be too fast. The\\nHome Church can t afford to have you believe\\nquite so soon\\nLittle does the church at home know the bur-\\nden she is, and has been, putting on her mission-\\naries by her attitude of the past few years. We\\nwish now to know what we are to do. Shall\\nwe gather in the fruit of what we sow, or shall\\nwe not? Shall we receive under instruction\\nthose who apply, or shall we tell them to go back\\nto their idols and feed on ashes until the Home\\nChurch feels better able to enlarge its work We\\nwant, through the column of Receipts for the\\nForeign Board, an explicit answer Yes or No.\\n65", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0079.jp2"}, "78": {"fulltext": "VI\\nTHOSE TORN-UP GOSPELS\\nVayalpad is the Taluk town of the Taluk, or\\ncounty town of the county, of Va3^alpad, in\\nIndia, i6o miles northwest of Madras. It is a\\ntown of not more than 6,000 or 7,000 inhabi-\\ntants, but has been rather a wealthy place for\\nits size, having a good many goldsmiths ply-\\ning their profitable trade. There is also a noted\\nHindu temple with a large number of Brahman\\npriests attached; and more than forty villages,\\nwithin a radius of four miles, cluster around it as\\na centre. It is thus a place of importance in that\\nregion. What its people do, the surrounding\\nvillagers are likely to follow.\\nIn July, 1865, three of us missionaries went\\nthere on a gospel-preaching and Bible-distribut-\\ning tour. Two years before I had gone up into\\nthat Telugu country, and established a new sta-\\ntion at Madanapalle, the Taluk town of the ad-\\njoining Taluk, and with my native assistants had\\nbeen busy, in preaching the gospel and introduc-\\ning the Scriptures, as far as possible, in its multi-\\n66", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0080.jp2"}, "79": {"fulltext": "Those Torn-Up Gospels\\ntudinous villages. But now, anxious to carry the\\ngospel into the adjacent Taluk, I had asked two\\nother missionaries of our mission, with several\\nnative assistants to join me, that we might make\\na strong impression upon the people to whom\\nwe were bringing the gospel news for the first\\ntime.\\nWe pitched our tents in a grove just out of the\\ntown, which was built compactly, with houses\\njoining one another, as in the crowded streets of\\na large city.\\nThe next morning at sunrise we went into the\\nchief street to preach. The streets were neatly\\nswept from house-wall to house-wall, for there\\nare no sidewalks in their not over-broad streets.\\nIn front of each door the street was sprinkled\\nwith cow-dung water, which they use for purifi-\\ncation, and white ornamental figures had been\\nmade on the ground, by the women of the house-\\nhold allowing finely powdered lime to run through\\ntheir fingers as they deftly moved their hands\\naround, to form each her favorite design.\\nLittle was going on in the early morning as we\\nwent into the street, but the presence of several\\nforeigners and their companions was soon noted,\\nand when we took our stand, and in chorus sang\\na gospel song to one of their old familiar native\\n67", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0081.jp2"}, "80": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\ntunes, an audience soon filled the streets where\\nwe were. After reading a portion from the gos-\\npel of Luke in the Telugu language, one of the\\nnative preachers first addressed the audience, and\\none of us missionaries followed setting forth Jesus\\nof Nazareth, of whom we had read in the gos-\\npel, as the Saviour of all men, of every land, of\\nevery language, of every race, if they will only be-\\nlieve on Him, and accept His salvation as a free\\ngift. The audience listened quietly, but with evi-\\ndent questionings and incredulity. We offered our\\ngospels and tracts gratuitously, but only a very few\\nwere accepted, and that with no eagerness. We\\nbade our audience a polite farewell, and went back\\nto our tents. That evening we went out preaching\\nin some of the villages beyond the town, and on\\nreturning through the Bazaar street, just at dusk,\\nwe noticed bits of torn leaves of Scriptures and\\ntracts scattered up and down the street. As we\\nentered our tent one of my brother missionaries\\nsaid to me in a wearied, somewhat dispirited\\ntone, What is the use of our doing this The\\npeople here have no desire to listen. They only\\ntear up and throw away the Scriptures and tracts\\nthat we give them. Those books we gave this\\nmorning are all wasted.\\nNot so, said I, some of the books have\\n68", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0082.jp2"}, "81": {"fulltext": "Those Torn-Up Gospels\\nbeen torn up, but it strikes me that only a few,\\nand the fragments of them diligently scattered for\\nthe purpose of producing the impression that all\\nhave been destroyed. This is a part of my par-\\nish, and I am going to test this. Those torn bits\\nwill attract attention to the books. They may\\nserve as seed corn. I shall watch.\\nBy eight o clock the streets were deserted, and\\nI sent one of our men out to gather up, by moon-\\nlight, sample bits of the torn leaves in all parts of\\nthe street. He brought them in and on a careful\\nexamination we found that they were all parts of\\nthe gospel of Luke, or of a large tract, explaining\\nthe gospels. One of each had evidently been\\ntorn up, and well scattered.\\nBefore moving our tent back into our own\\nTaluk to carry on our touring there, we preached\\nin thirty-seven of the villages of that group.\\nIt was four years before I could again get\\naround to Vayalpad. During the interval we had\\npreached in several thousand towns and villages\\nin other directions. In a single year myself and\\nthree native assistants had visited i,o6i different\\nvillages, all within twenty miles of Madanapalle,\\nand now we were able to pitch our camp again\\nin the grove not far from the great temple at\\nVayalpad.\\n69", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0083.jp2"}, "82": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nI went with my native assistants into the same\\nstreet to preach. The street was filled with an\\naudience. This time they listened closely, and\\ndiscussed the points at issue with zeal. At the\\nclose we offered them the same gospels and\\ntracts, but now on sale. We declined to give\\naway any. A number of the more intelligent\\npart of the audience produced their wallets and\\npurchased. They came to our tent for further\\nconversation, and bought more Scriptures, and\\nwhen, after again preaching in the surrounding\\nvillages, we moved our camp we found that we\\nhad, on this visit, sold there 253 Scriptures and\\ntracts. That seed corn is sprouting, I said, and\\nI thanked God and took courage.\\nWhere one missionary s field or parish is the\\nsize of the state of Connecticut, with a still larger\\npopulation, it is impossible to traverse the whole\\nground often. It was now 1883. I had, mean-\\ntime, visited the place repeatedly, each time re-\\nceiving a more kindly welcome. The people of\\nan adjoining hamlet of day labourers had given in\\ntheir names renouncing heathenism, and repeat-\\nedly asked to be taken under Christian instruction.\\nI had at last sent a catechist there to instruct them.\\nHis coming was the occasion of a remarkable\\nmovement among the people of Vayalpad. It\\n70", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0084.jp2"}, "83": {"fulltext": "Those Torn-Up Gospels\\nreminded them of our previous visit; of the Di-\\nvine message that we had delivered to them; of\\nthe Scriptures we had distributed. It set them\\ntalking of Christianity and of the Bible, and of\\nthe effect it had upon the lives of its adherents,\\nand their earnest talking led them to form a sin-\\ngular resolution. This resolution was embodied\\nin a petition which they sent to me by a special\\nmessenger. The details of this petition and the\\naction that followed are given in the following\\nchapter.\\n71", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0085.jp2"}, "84": {"fulltext": "VII\\nTHE HINDU judge s OPINION OF THE BIBLE\\nIt was in December, 1885, that I received the\\nvery singular petition referred to in the last\\nchapter. It was signed by some of the most\\ninfluential inhabitants of the Taluk town of\\nVayalpad. It asked that I should receive under\\nmy care the Anglo-Telugu school of 100 pupils\\nwhich they had established the previous year, to\\neducate their sons, and organize it as a mission\\nschool, introducing the Bible into all the classes\\nas a Text-Book. Not one of the petitioners\\nwas a Christian.\\nMuch surprised at the tenor of the request, I\\nwent out there at once to meet the people, and\\nsee whether they were sincere in making the\\nrequest, and whether the supporters of the\\nschool were unanimous in the matter. On my\\narrival a meeting of all those interested in the\\nschool was held. The request was publicly\\npresented to me in the same terms, namely,\\nthat I would receive the school under my care\\nand management, and would introduce the Bible\\n72", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0086.jp2"}, "85": {"fulltext": "Hindu Judge s Opinion of the Bible\\nas a Text-Book into each class, to be studied\\ndaily in English in the higher classes and in\\nTelugu in the lower.\\nThe head master of the school, a Brahman,\\nhimself educated in a mission school, explained\\nto those of the supporters of the school who had\\nnot been present before, the advantage of having\\nthe school under the charge of a missionary, and\\nof studying the Bible, reminding them that he\\nspoke from experience.\\nHe was followed by the District Munsif, or\\nnative judge of the district court, a native gen-\\ntleman of excellent character and education.\\nThough using English fluently, he spoke in\\nTelugu, so as to be understood by all, speaking\\nsubstantially as follows\\nMy friends, I was not educated in a mission\\nschool, but I have many friends who were, and\\nwho studied the Bible daily in school. I have\\nwitnessed its effects upon their lives. I have\\nread the Bible myself privately a good deal. I\\nhave come to know the pure and beautiful\\nsystem of morality it inculcates. My friends,\\nthere is nothing in our Vedas that can compare\\nwith it, as I well know from careful examination.\\nLet your sons study the Bible. They need not\\nbecome Christians. There is no compulsion\\n73", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0087.jp2"}, "86": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nabout it. The missionaries never force any one.\\nBut if you want your sons to become noble,\\nupright men, put this school under the charge\\nof the missionary, and have the Bible taught in\\nit daily. It will make your sons better men, and\\nyou will be happier parents.\\nMy friends, I have but one son, as you know.\\nOn him all my hopes are centred. You know I\\nam able to send him where I please for his\\neducation. But I want him to be a noble,\\nearnest man. I have therefore sent him to the\\nMadras Christian College, to be educated, and\\nthere he studies the Bible with the missionaries\\nevery day. This tells you what think of the\\nmission schools and of the Bible. I have done.\\nBy unanimous vote the school was put under\\nthe charge of our mission, and no lessons are\\nstudied with more fidelity than are the daily\\nBible lessons, under a Christian teacher. No\\nexaminations are more creditably passed than\\nthose on the Bible by those heathen boys. And\\nnow, in addition to their daily lessons, a purely\\nvoluntary Sunday-school of sixty lads and young\\nmen has been formed, who meet every Sabbath\\nmorning for the study of the deeper spiritual\\nmeaning of this word of God. God grant that\\nthey may get more good from the study of the\\n74", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0088.jp2"}, "87": {"fulltext": "Hindu Judge s Opinion of the Bible\\nBook than they expected when they asked that\\nit be given them to study.\\nThose torn-up gospels mentioned in the pre-\\nceding chapter have indeed borne a rich fruitage,\\nfor were they not the word of Him who said,\\nIt shall not return unto Me void, but it shall\\nprosper in the thing whereto I sent it.\\n75", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0089.jp2"}, "88": {"fulltext": "VIII\\nMARKETING THE BIBLE\\nThe missionary among the heathen who does\\nnot engage in, and foster Bible colportage is a\\nmisfit. As well sow the rice fields on the arid\\nplains of India with no arrangements for their\\nsubsequent irrigation. Paul plants; Apollos\\nwaters; God gives the increase. If the ver-\\nnacular preaching in the towns, and the villages,\\nthe highways and the byways is Paul, then col-\\nportage, which leaves the divine word in the\\ngospel and the tract is Apollos, left to water the\\nseed the living voice has sown, and we may de-\\npend on God s giving the increase.\\nWe may not see it; we may never know it,\\nbut My word shall not return unto Me void,\\nsaid one who fulfills His word. Many a soul\\nwill be found in glory from those dark lands of\\nthe earth whom no missionary, whom no other\\nChristian has ever seen, brought there by some\\ngospel or tract, scattered by some missionary or\\nhis colporteur; seed which they in their ignorance\\nsuppose to have been choked by the thorns, but\\n76", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0090.jp2"}, "89": {"fulltext": "INDIAN BUFFALOES BATHING\\nA HINDU STREET SCENE", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0091.jp2"}, "90": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0092.jp2"}, "91": {"fulltext": "Marketing the Bible\\nwhich the Divine Eye has seen to produce fruit,\\nin spite of its thorny surroundings.\\nDownright earnest effort on the part of a mis-\\nsionary in doing Bible colportage work himself,\\nas often as other duties will at all allow, and in\\nkeeping native colporteurs vigorously at work,\\nstimulating them by his own methods and ex-\\nample, will royally pay him.\\nWhat I mean can, perhaps, best be set forth\\nby giving an illustration from my own ex-\\nperience.\\nMore than thirty years ago I took a preaching\\nand Bible distributing journey through regions up\\nto that time never visited by a missionary, largely\\nat the expense of the American Bible Society.\\nMy party consisted of four native assistants\\nand myself, all of us preachers, all of us colpor-\\nteurs. We started with two cart loads of Scrip-\\ntures, Bibles, New Testaments, gospels, tracts, or\\nbooklets, explaining the gospels, and setting forth\\nclearly the way of life, in the five languages we\\nwere to encounter, each of which could be used\\nby some of us, for we could each of us preach in\\ntwo or more, but chiefly in the Telugu language,\\nfor it was through the Telugu country that most\\nof our journey led.\\nWe came, one day, more than 400 miles from\\n77", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0093.jp2"}, "92": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nour starting-point, to the old capital of the an-\\ncient Telugu empire, Warangal, which was in\\nits glory when Columbus discovered America,\\ncontaining then near 1,000,000 inhabitants, the\\ncity s walls being twenty miles in circuit. About\\nthe time of Columbus the Mohammedan invaders\\nconquered the Telugu empire, and their capital,\\nere long, fell into ruin, although the old iron gates\\nof the citadel were, when 1 visited it, still swing-\\ning in the gateway of the massive granite walls.\\nWithin the old city circuit are now eight de-\\ntached towns, and villages, of more or less im-\\nportance.\\nWe stopped there four days to preach and sell\\nScriptures and tracts. At sunrise each morning\\nwe took several boxes of books in a long, low-\\nbodied open bandy, or cart, drawn by bullocks,\\nand, mounting it ourselves, drove into the streets\\nof one of those towns. Stopping in the centre\\nof a street, and all standing up in the cart, we\\njoined in singing a Gospel Call, in one of the\\nold Telugu melodies, weird and sweet, that have\\ncome down through a dozen generations. The\\nwords, in English, would read, O, come,\\nbrothers, come and listen to the story of Jesus\\nand His love. Come, for the dread day of death\\nand the judgment are fast drawing nigh. Come,\\n78", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0094.jp2"}, "93": {"fulltext": "Marketing the Bible\\nfor Jesus is ready to take away all your sins, and\\ngive you eternal life. Come, brothers, come,\\nand listen to the story of Jesus and His love.\\nAn audience soon assembled. One of my as-\\nsistants would read from one of the gospels, and\\nexplain it. Then I would preach, standing in the\\ncart so as the better to be seen and heard by all the\\ncrowd, and often half a thousand people would\\ngather round before we had done.\\nAfter presenting as clearly and forcibly as I\\ncould God s plan of salvation through Jesus Christ\\nHis own Son, who came and suffered for us, I\\nsaid to them, Brothers! We have come a long\\nway to tell you of this Divine Redeemer. We\\nare to go on farther shortly. We have brought\\nwith us the history of the Redeemer, the gospels,\\nand the whole True Veda, the Bible, and little\\nbooks explaining this new way of life. We\\nwill sell them to you for a very small price, that\\nyou may keep them to read after we have gone\\non; for surely you will want to know how to\\nobtain the love, the favor, the salvation of this\\nJesus the Saviour, the remission of sins, the\\neternal life that He, and He alone can give. Here\\nis the story of that Redeemer, written by Luke,\\nthe physician. The price is only one dub, (about\\none cent). Who will have one\\n79", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0095.jp2"}, "94": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nOut come the little wallets; up are passed the\\ndubs out are passed the copies of Luke s gospel.\\nDown from the cart spring three of the native as-\\nsistants, with each a package of the gospels in\\nhis arms, and work their way through the crowd\\nselling as they go, while we sell on the cart.\\nAfter some twenty minutes I take up a tract of\\nthe size of a gospel, explaining the way of salva-\\ntion. Reading a page from it and explaining it,\\nI offer that for sale. Up come more dubs, and\\nout go the tracts. Then the Bible is read from,\\nand once more the plan of salvation is set forth,\\nand the Bible is offered for sale for fifty dubs,\\nand then the New Testament for twenty, and\\neach of the other gospels and tracts, in turn, is\\nread from and sold.\\nWhen all had purchased that wished to in that\\nstreet, we would drive into another and repeat\\nthe process and so again until ten or eleven\\no clock, when we would return to our camp and\\nrest until four p. m. Then we would start in an-\\nother village, or another part of the town. Four\\ndays of this work resulted, as my records show,\\nin the disposal of 1,225 books, chiefly gospels\\nand large tracts, but including nine Bibles, and\\nsix New Testaments, and we had preached the\\ngospel to forty different audiences.\\n80", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0096.jp2"}, "95": {"fulltext": "Marketing the Bible\\nTwenty-eight years passed. There came to\\nmy house at Madanapalle a man of twenty-five\\nor thirty years of age, of the Merchant Caste,\\nwith a singular story. He was from the suburb\\nof Warangal in which we had sold the largest\\nnumber of books. He may have been an\\ninfant at the time we were there. He may\\nnot have been born. He did not know his ex-\\nact age.\\nHis father had died when he was a child. He\\nwas brought up by his father s brother as a son.\\nWhen some twenty years of age he was one day\\nrummaging in a cupboard of his uncle s house,\\nwhen he came upon an old book. It was called\\nthe Kotia Nibandhana, the New Testament. He\\nasked his uncle about it.\\nO, it s a book I bought many years ago.\\nWell, what is it about, uncle?\\nThey said, when I bought it, that it told of a\\nnew way of getting rid of sin.\\n**Have you read it.?\\nNo. After I had bought it I showed it to our\\nfamily priest, and he persuaded me not to read\\nit. You had better not read it either. Our\\nfathers way is good enough for me, and for you\\ntoo. Put it back where you found it.\\nThe young man put it back. But every now\\n81", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0097.jp2"}, "96": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nand then, secretly at first, he took it out and read\\nparts of it. He became interested. He became\\nabsorbed. He would talk with his friends about\\nthat divine Guru, Y^su Kristu, and wanted to\\nknow where he could learn more about him.\\nHis uncle and friends became alarmed. They\\nwould not have him embrace a new religion.\\nThey tore up and burned the New Testament.\\nThey raised a sufficient purse, and bade him go\\non a pilgrimage, first to Benares, and. thence to\\nthe other holy places of the Hindus, to reestab-\\nlish his faith in Hinduism. For two years he had\\nthus wandered, visiting all the most sacred places\\nof the Hindus.\\nAt last he came to the Holy Mountain of Tiru-\\npati, with its splendid temples on its summit,\\nonly sixty miles from my station, and worshipped\\nthere. His mind became more and more dissatis-\\nfied with the Hinduism he saw exemplified at the\\nsuccessive holy shrines. He asked some of the\\nother pilgrims if they had ever heard of people\\nwho were proclaiming a divine redeemer whom\\nthey called Yesu Kristu. At last he found a man\\nwho said, Yes, there are some people of that\\nsort sixty miles west of here, at Madanapalle,\\nwho go all around the country preaching about\\nYesu Kristu, and trying to make us give up our\\n83", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0098.jp2"}, "97": {"fulltext": "Marketing the Bible\\ngods, and these our holy shrines. There don t\\nmany people believe them. You keep clear of\\nthem. Our fathers gods are good enough for us\\ntheir children. Hari! Hari! Vishnu 1 Jaya!\\n(To Vishnu be the victory!\\nSecretly by night he slipped away. He came\\nto Madanapalle. For several days he stopped in\\na Native Rest House, while reconnoitring the\\nground, and making enquiries about these strange\\npeople and their teachings. Finally he fell in\\nwith one of the very men who had stood with\\nme on the cart, and sold the Scriptures at War-\\nangal, and with him came to me. Earnestly did\\nhe study God s Word for some weeks, under\\nour guidance, and then asked to be baptized\\ninto the name of that Yesu Kristu he had so\\nstrangely learned about, and come to love and\\ntrust.\\nAs I pronounced the Triune Name over him, in\\nthe holy ordinance I thanked God for this new\\nevidence of the verity of His promise, My word\\nshall not return unto Me void.\\nScores of cases of known fruitage from the\\nscattering of the seed in the pages of the printed\\ntruth come crowding into my mind, emphasising\\nthe importance of earnestly conducted Bible\\ncolportage in missionary work, but room fails me\\n83", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0099.jp2"}, "98": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nto give them here; nor need I. One apple from\\na tree gives the flavor of them all. If we press\\non with all vigor in this blessed work, we are\\nwell assured that in due season we shall reap,\\nif we faint not.\\n84", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0100.jp2"}, "99": {"fulltext": "IX\\nA MEDICO-EVANGELISTIC TOUR\\nThe field which I am supposed to cultivate,\\nwith Madanapalle as its headquarters, comprises\\nthe subdivision of the Cuddapah district, e.,,\\nthat portion of the district which is under the\\njurisdiction of the sub-collector and joint magis-\\ntrate, resident at Madanapalle. It comprises four\\nTaluks or counties, being about lOO miles in\\nlength, by about fifty in breadth. My work is\\nmostly, of course, in the Madanapalle Taluk, and\\nthe adjacent one of Vayalpad. I have also made\\ntwo tours in the northeastern Taluk of Rayach6ti,\\nbut have never before worked in this northwest\\nTaluk, Kadiri, the nearest point of which is thirty\\nmiles, and the farthest eighty miles, from Madan-\\napalle.\\nHaving returned to Madanapalle from a previ-\\nous tour on the first of December, 1 started, on\\nthe morning of the fourth, with my native help-\\ners, for a month s campaign in the Kadiri Taluk.\\nI brought with me three large and well-filled\\nmedicine chests, which I have prepared for just\\n85", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0101.jp2"}, "100": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nthis work. One contains eighty-five vials of\\nfrom one-half ounce to eight ounces in size, filled\\nwith the stronger and more expensive prepara-\\ntions; the other two containing more bulky arti-\\ncles. The three together contain about 30,400\\ndoses of medicine. I took with me, also, one of\\nthe pupil assistants from our Madanapalle dipen-\\nsary, to help me in dispensing the medicines.\\nThus equipped, we moved on, by short\\nstages from Madanapalle to Kadiri, the head-\\nquarters, or county town of the Taluk. During\\none night s journey we had three unbridged\\nrivers to cross, and, in one of these the cart con-\\ntaining the medicines was upset, falling partly in\\nthe water. It fell down the bank so heavily, that\\nI feared great destruction amongst the medicines,\\nbut it proved that only four bottles, containing\\nsome ten or fifteen rupees worth of medicine,\\nwere broken.\\nKadiri is a large, old heathen town, with ex-\\ntensive temples, and hundreds of Brahman priests.\\nWe were too tired with our morning s march\\nand work, to go out preaching the evening of the\\nday we arrived, but sunrise the next morning\\nfound us where four streets meet in the heart of\\nthe town, with a very large crowd of curious\\nlisteners around us. This is the first time that a\\n86", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0102.jp2"}, "101": {"fulltext": "A Medico-Evangelistic Tour\\nmissionary, or a European physician, has been in\\nthis region, and they were not a little curious to\\nknow what it meant. Mounted on the platform\\nof a temple portico, I could be seen and heard by\\nthe crowd that extended down the four streets,\\nwhile I laid before them, the true and only way\\nof salvation, through a crucified Redeemer.\\nAfter preaching, I remained, for twenty minutes,\\nto assist the catechists in selling books, and then\\nleft them to continue selling, while I returned to\\nmy tent to attend to patients. After I left, the\\nhelpers sold about loo books.\\nThe first day or two, the people came rather\\ncautiously for treatment. I had intimated, in the\\nBazaar street, that I would treat any who would\\ncome, but they did not understand this gratuitous\\ntreatment of the sick, so they came tentatively,\\nas it were, the first day. Three or four Brah-\\nmans, half a dozen merchants, as many artisans,\\nand a number of farmers came dropping in dur-\\ning the day, but, as each applicant for treatment\\nbrought several friends with him, we had good\\nopportunities of preaching, to group after group,\\nall day. The next day, more came, and to-day,\\nthe third day, I have had between sixty and\\nseventy patients, including every class from the\\nhighest to the lowest. Doubtless, the numbers\\n87", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0103.jp2"}, "102": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nwill increase while I remain here. We go out\\nregularly, morning and evening, preaching in the\\ntown and surrounding villages, but are able to\\ncontinue our Evangelistic work through the day,\\nby means of the medical attractions to draw peo-\\nple together.\\nMonday evening. Yesterday was a busy day.\\nInstead of going out preaching in the morning, I\\nbegan my medical work at sunrise, so as to get\\nthrough with all important cases by nine o clock,\\nand be ready for morning service in my tent.\\nThere are, at present, three gentlemen in the\\nrevenue service of government, temporarily en-\\ncamped with their families, near here, and two\\nother Europeans in government employ, also in\\ntents, near by. Among their servants and office\\npeople, there are several native Christians, and\\nthey all joined in the request, that I would give\\nthem a Telugu service, in my tent, at ten a. m.\\nSo, setting aside the medicine chests, tables, etc.,\\nand throwing out the sides of the tent, to make\\nit as large as possible, we all met, and I preached\\nfrom Gal. v. 13, and conducted a regular Sabbath\\nservice in Telugu, probably the first ever held in\\nthe Kadiri Taluk.\\nBazaar day is on Sunday here, so, at two p. M.,\\nwe went down to the market tope, and\\n88", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0104.jp2"}, "103": {"fulltext": "A Medico-Evangelistic Tour\\npreached to large crowds, under the shade of\\nthe trees; and, at five p. m., I rode out between\\ntwo and three miles, to the camp of the senior\\nofficer, where all the Europeans had assembled,\\nand gave them an English service. I was very\\ntired when the day s work was over.\\nTo-day, as I expected, larger numbers of pa-\\ntients have come in. I began as soon as I re-\\nturned from preaching this morning, and resting\\na couple of hours at noon, finished at five p. m.,\\nhaving treated io6 patients. They are beginning\\nto come in now from the outlying villages, ten\\nor thirteen miles off. I expect a busy day to-\\nmorrow.\\nTannakal, Friday evening. I found that there\\nwas both mission and medical business, which\\ncalled for my presence in Madanapalle on Wed-\\nnesday. Under ordinary circumstances, I should\\nhave left Kadiri on Monday night or Tuesday\\nmorning, and made two journeys of the dis-\\ntance, fifty-one miles, but so many were apply-\\ning for treatment in Kadiri, that I could not find\\nit in my heart to run off on Tuesday morning.\\nSo, borrowing a couple of ponies, and sending\\nmy own, and one of them on in advance, I\\nwaited until I had treated 123 patients, and then\\nstarted, and made one pull of the journey to\\n89", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0105.jp2"}, "104": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nMadanapalle, reaching there horseback about\\nmidnight. I was pretty well shaken with the\\nlong ride, one of the ponies I had borrowed be-\\ning a hard rider, and the roads very rough. Be-\\ning in Madanapalle on Wednesday, gave me the\\nopportunity to deliver the Wednesday evening\\nBiblical lecture to educated Hindus, in the Free\\nReading Room. When I am near enough, I\\noften ride in for that, as I always have a good\\naudience of attentive listeners. Finishing up my\\nwork in Madanapalle, I came back here, thirty-\\nsix miles, yesterday, my tents having, in the\\nmeantime, been moved from Kadiri, to this\\nplace.\\nThe first group of sick that appeared this morn-\\ning, before sunrise, was from ten miles beyond\\nKadiri. By the time they had heard of my be-\\ning in Kadiri, and come there, I had left, so they\\nfollowed me on here, fifteen miles, and another\\ncompany came in from Kadiri at noon. I have\\nhad some very interesting audiences to preach to\\nto-day, and have enjoyed my work.\\nSaturday. I went out preaching this morning,\\nand was back at my medical work by 7:30 a. m.,\\nand worked on, stopping an hour for breakfast,\\nuntil the market had begun, (this being market\\nday,) when I went out, with my native helpers,\\n90", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0106.jp2"}, "105": {"fulltext": "A Medico-Evangelistic Tour\\nand preached to different groups until four p. m.\\nHad a discussion with some Brahmans, who\\nwanted to prove to the people that their way\\nwas the best, after all, lest they should be left\\nwithout followers and without support. After\\nthe bazaar was over, I came back and treated a\\nfew more patients at my tent.\\nSunday. Blessed day of rest, but it has\\nproved to me a blessed day of work, instead\\nof rest, work for the Master, who hesitated not\\nto heal on the Sabbath day. I have had to-day\\n1 10 patients from some twenty different villages,\\nsome of them fifteen and twenty miles off, vil-\\nlages among the hills to the west, that we could\\nnever hope to visit, and where, perhaps, the\\nmessage of salvation would never have been\\nheard by the present generation, if it had not\\nbeen for some of them finding their way here\\nfor medical treatment. We have not gone to\\nthe villages preaching to-day, but have confined\\nourselves to preaching to the successive groups\\nof patients, and many have taken back with them\\nScripture portions and tracts, that may guide\\nthem to the port of peace.\\nChikatimanupalle, Christmas evening. This\\nhas proved one of the hardest day s work I have\\nhad. Off among the hills, nine miles northeast\\n91", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0107.jp2"}, "106": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nof Tannakal, is the little market town of Kokanti.\\nTo-day was the market day, so I sent off two of\\nthe native helpers, at daylight, to that place, with\\na supply of tracts and books, promising to follow\\nthem myself, in time for the bazaar. My tent\\nwas to be moved on to this place, seven miles,\\nto-day. This is also nine miles from Kokanti, it\\nbeing at the apex of a triangle, with a base of\\nseven miles on the main road, and my tent was\\nto be moved along this base, while I went on to\\nthe market at Kokanti.\\nI had told the people, at Tannakal, that I would\\ntreat all who came, up till nine o clock. Know-\\ning I was going to leave, patients poured in early,\\nso that, at sunrise, when I began to work, there\\nwas already quite a crowd, and although, after I\\nhad preached, I went on examining and prescrib-\\ning for patients, as fast as possible, having two\\nassistants to dispense the medicine, the people\\ncame faster than I could attend to them, and, at\\neight o clock, there was a crowd of 200 around\\nmy tent. I stopped and preached again, and\\nthen resumed my work. They were evidently\\nafraid that I would leave before I had treated all,\\nand so pressed upon one another, each trying to\\nget in first, that I had to put up stakes in front,\\nwith but one entrance, and place a guard to let in\\n92", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0108.jp2"}, "107": {"fulltext": "A Medico-Evangelistic Tour\\nbut one at a time. By 1 1 45, however, I had\\ngot through with them all, 124 patients, the rest\\nbeing friends accompanying them.\\nI then had breakfast, and at 12:15 mounted my\\npony, and rode off, nine miles over the hills, to\\nKokanti, reaching that place at two o clock. I\\nfound the catechists already at work in the mar-\\nket, and, joining them, I, myself, preached to\\nseven different audiences, aiding in selling books\\nbetween the addresses. I continued working\\nthus, in the bazaar, till 4:20, when I mounted my\\npony, and started for this place, Chikatimanu-\\npalle, nine miles. The sun was very hot, and\\nthe wind was so high that I could not hold an\\numbrella, and, as the sun shone on my back, I\\nfelt as though it were blistered. By the time I\\nhad gone a little way, what with my 124 pa-\\ntients, and preaching in the morning, my ride to\\nKokanti in the sun, and seven addresses to open-\\nair audiences in the bazaar, I felt pretty well done\\nup, so much so, that, before I had gone many\\nmiles, I got off my pony, and lay down by the\\nroadside to rest, before I could summon up reso-\\nlution to proceed. However, I got here about\\ndark, and found my dinner waiting for me, my\\ncarts having come up some two hours before.\\nAfter dinner, and a good cup of tea, I felt re-\\n93", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0109.jp2"}, "108": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nfreshed, and so ends my Christmas day. Christ-\\nmas holidays surely! But how could one better\\nkeep the day, or better please Him whose birth\\nis to-day celebrated, than by making His name\\nand birth and saving power known to hundreds\\nof those, who had never before even heard of\\nHim O may He give me grace and strength,\\nto enable me to make the most of this glorious\\nopportunity of making His salvation known.\\nCombining the medical with Evangelistic work\\non tours, makes hard work for the missionary,\\nbut it pays.\\nKandukur, Wednesday. I came on here yes-\\nterday. This is a large market town, and is\\nnoted as being the worst fever region in all the\\ndistrict. The drinking water is very bad, and\\nalmost every other man you meet, has either\\nfever, or its result ague cake, or enlarged\\nspleen. The fevers here are mostly of the\\nquartan type, coming on every fourth day.\\nThere are many here who have had it for more\\nthan twelve months with the omission of scarcely\\na single turn. It is a very persistent form of\\nfever, and prevails all over the region in which I\\nhave been touring, but this is its headquarters.\\nI have had hundreds of cases of it to treat at my\\ndispensary at Madanapalle, and I have found,\\n94", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0110.jp2"}, "109": {"fulltext": "A Medico-Evangelistic Tour\\nthat almost the only way to conquer it, is to give\\nhypodermic injections of quinine. This method\\nof administration has been pronounced by many\\nto be unsafe, unscientific, and barbarous, but I\\nam able to point to nearly i,ooo cases, treated by\\nthe hypodermic injection of quinine within the\\nlast five or six years, and my experience proves\\nit to be safe, eminently successful, and more per-\\nmanent in its results, than when the quinine is\\ntaken by the mouth. I find, moreover, that it\\nsaves fully three-fourths of the quinine, e., it re-\\nquires less than one-fourth the quantity, when\\ninjected under the skin, than when swallowed to\\nproduce a permanent cure. The natives see its\\ngood results, and have great faith in it. A group\\nof men came to me to-day, having followed me\\nall the way from Kadiri, to have their **arms\\npricked, as they call it, for quartan fever, and\\nthey reported, that not a patient whose arm I\\nhad pricked when there, has had any return\\nof the fever.\\nI usually inject four grains, dissolved in twenty\\ndrops of distilled water, by the aid of hydro-\\nchloric acid. 1 have injected twenty cases to-day,\\nand upward of 200 during the last six weeks.\\nOn another tour I injected seventy in one day.\\nWe have had, to-day, large audiences of Brah-\\n95", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0111.jp2"}, "110": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nmans and merchants to preach to, and have\\nfound good sale for our books.\\nTippasamudram. Plenty of work again to-\\nday. Before leaving Kandukur at 12:30, I had\\ntreated sixty-seven patients, including one im-\\nportant surgical operation. Riding five miles, I\\ncame to a market tope, and spent the time till\\nfour p. M., preaching to successive audiences, and\\nthen came on here, three miles farther, reaching\\nthis place before my tent came up from Kandu-\\nkur. However, it soon arrived, and I got it\\npitched soon after dark, and have now, 8:30\\np. M., just had my dinner, and must have prayers\\nwith my native helpers, and then be off to bed.\\nJudging from the number of men who came to\\nme in the market to-day, asking for advice, I\\nshall have a busy day to-morrow.\\nFriday. On rising this morning, before sun-\\nrise, I found a crowd of people already waiting\\nfor me. They had followed me from Kadiri,\\nbeing too late for me at each of my previous en-\\ncampments. Soon another company came up\\nfrom Tannakal, and another from Chikatimanu-\\npalle, and still another, from a village close to\\nKandukur. Before I had done with these, the\\npeople of the town began to pour in, and, ex-\\ncept while at breakfast, I have hardly had any", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0112.jp2"}, "111": {"fulltext": "A Medico-Evangelistic Tour\\nintermission all day long. As I was closing up\\nat night, another group of six patients came up,\\ndusty and foot-sore, having travelled forty miles\\nto find me, or from ten miles beyond Kadiri.\\nFour of them were quartan fever cases.\\nI have been in this fever region so long now,\\nand have had so much work to do in the sun,\\nthat I have had a chill and fever myself, almost\\nevery day of late. I have taken large doses of\\nquinine, but without effect, and have now given\\nmyself a hypodermic injection, and hope to have\\nno farther trouble. I have had a great many\\ncases of blindness brought to me to-day. I re-\\nstored sight to two blind people lately, by oper-\\nating for cataract, and, hearing of this, there\\nhave overtaken me to-day, quite a number of\\ncases of blindness, some of them perfectly hope-\\nless from staphyloma, and other causes. A few,\\nhowever, are cases of simple cataract, and I shall\\nget the men to come to my hospital at Madan-\\napalle next week for operation. I have had io8\\npatients to-day.\\nKotta Kota, Saturday evening. I rode on here\\nat daylight this morning, and preached in the\\nmain street of the town on my arrival. There\\ndoes not seem to be so much sickness here, as at\\nmy former camps, still, as many patients as I\\n97", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0113.jp2"}, "112": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\ncould well attend to, have come in during the\\nday.\\nSunday. To-day is Bazaar day here, and an\\nincident has occurred which has interested and\\nencouraged us. We were out as far as this a\\nyear ago, and were here on Bazaar day, and sold\\nnearly 200 Scriptures and tracts. To-day, as\\nCatechist Souri had just concluded preaching to\\nhis first audience, a man of high caste stepped\\nout from the crowd and said, Yes, this is the\\ntrue religion; last year I heard these people\\npreach here, and bought one of their Spiritual\\nTeachings, and the study of that has made me\\ncease worshipping idols, and 1 now pray only to\\nJesus Christ; just see what a beautiful prayer\\nthere is at the end of the book, and he repeated it\\nfrom memory, and explained sentence by sen-\\ntence. I now see, he said, what a beautiful\\nand soul-satisfying prayer that is, I shall pray it\\nevery day till I die, and I advise all of you to buy\\nthese books and judge for yourselves. The\\nonce preaching in the bazaar last year, and this\\none little book purchased there, were all the\\nmeans of grace this man had enjoyed, but he\\nseemed fully in earnest, travelling the heavenly\\nroad.\\nMonday evening. New Year s day. Home\\n98", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0114.jp2"}, "113": {"fulltext": "A Medico-Evangelistic Tour\\nagain! I rode in this morning from our last\\ncamp, thirty-two miles off, preaching once on\\nthe way. This ends our tour of twenty-nine\\ndays. We have, while out, visited nine market\\ntowns on their Bazaar day, and preached and\\nsold Scriptures and books to audiences assembled\\nfrom hundreds of villages. We have preached\\nin seventy-eight different villages, and have sold\\n1,013 Scriptures, books, and tracts.\\nDuring this tour, I have treated 713 different\\npatients, giving each patient an average of five\\ndays treatment. These patients came from 130\\ntowns and villages, and to all the Word of Life\\no was preached. The 1,013 books sold to the pa-\\ntients and in the weekly markets, have, at the\\nleast calculation, found their way to 100 villages;\\nmay the life-giving Spirit accompany these\\nbooks, and cause, that each being read, under-\\nstood and believed, may bring forth fruit unto\\neverlasting life. 1 have given this chapter of ex-\\nperience to show how we combine medical,\\nevangelistic and colporteur work. Such work\\nis not in vain.\\n99", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0115.jp2"}, "114": {"fulltext": "X\\nHINDUISM AS IT IS\\nModern Hinduism, the Hinduism held and\\npracticed by the people of India for the last 2,000\\nyears, and held by them still, is not at all the re-\\nligion of the Vedas. That was essentially a pure\\nmonotheism.\\nThe Vedas, dating back from near the time of\\nMoses, before all Noachian tradition had vanished\\nfrom among men, contain in the main true ideas\\nof God and man and sin and sacrifice. They\\nteach of one Supreme Being, the creator, pre-\\nserver and governor of all; that He is pure and\\nholy; that man is in a state of sin, not at peace\\nwith holy God; that sinful man can have no\\nunion with sinless God until and unless sin is in\\nsome way expiated. But they fail to show how\\nthis expiation is to be accomplished, and leave\\nthe devotee groping in uncertainty and dread.\\nThe Aryans brought these monotheistic Vedas\\nwith them when they migrated into North India.\\nBut there soon arose another series of religious\\nbooks, the Upanishads, commentaries on the\\n100\\nJ", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0116.jp2"}, "115": {"fulltext": "Hinduism as It Is\\nVedas, rituals, all those books known to the\\nHindus as The Shastras. These are theoretic-\\nally held to be of only secondary authority to the\\nVedas; but, in reality, it is they, with the still\\nlater books, The Puranas, that teach the reli-\\ngion, and control the lives of the Hindus of the\\npresent age.\\nWith them first came in the idea of the Hindu\\nTriad, and the host of minor gods; of Nirvana,\\nor final absorption; of caste distinctions and\\ncaste observance. Modern polytheism and idol-\\natry; pilgrimages to holy places; desert wander-\\nings and asceticism; physical tortures; infant\\nmarriages; virgin widowhood; suttee, or the\\nburning of a widow on the funeral pyre of her\\ndeparted lord, all crept in under the shadow of\\nthese Shastras and Puranas.\\nHinduism, since before the time of Christ,\\nholds to The Trimurti, that is, the Hindu Triad,\\nBrahma, Vishnu, and Siva. Brahma being the\\nCreator, Vishnu the preserver, and Siva the de-\\nstroyer. Brahma, their books tell us, committed\\nincest; was guilty of such lustful conduct that he\\nwas cursed to the effect that no temple should\\never be built in his honour, and no knee should\\never bow to him in worship, and to this day, al-\\nthough India is filled with Hindu temples, there\\n101", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0117.jp2"}, "116": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nis nowhere one erected to Brahma, and he has no\\nworshippers.\\nThe Hindus are nearly equally divided between\\nthe worshippers of Vishnu, or Vaishnavites and\\nthe worshippers of Siva, or Saivites. One party,\\nwith the trident on their foreheads, painted in\\ntwo nearly perpendicular lines of white, con-\\nverging toward the bridge of the nose, with a\\nperpendicular line of red between them, range\\nthemselves under Vishnu as the Supreme God.\\nThe others, with three horizontal lines of sandal-\\nwood ashes smeared on their foreheads, worship\\nSiva as the Supreme. There is a cordial animos-\\nity between these two sects, breaking out often\\ninto abuse and quarrels, and even sometimes riots.\\nThe wife of Vishnu is Lakshmi, the goddess of\\nbeauty and fortune, and their son is Kama, the\\nIndia Cupid, the God of love. The monkey is\\nsacred to Vishnu. His temples swarm with\\nthem, and they are cared for, and bountifully fed,\\nas the descendants and present representatives of\\nHanuman, the Monkey-God who assisted Rama,\\none of Vishnu s incarnations, in recovering his\\ncaptured wife, Siti, from Ravana, giant king of\\nCeylon, who had stolen her. All these are de-\\nvoutly worshipped by the Vaishnavites, or fol-\\nlowers of Vishnu.\\n102", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0118.jp2"}, "117": {"fulltext": "Hinduism as It Is\\nThe wife of Siva is Parvati, and their two sons\\nare Vighneswara or Ganesa, the remover of ob-\\nstacles, or the God of all new undertakings, and\\nSubhramania, the God of war.\\nThe son Ganesa, is practically, far more wor-\\nshipped than the father and mother. He is rep-\\nresented with the head and trunk of an ele-\\nphant, and pot-bellied. He must be worshipped\\non the beginning of any and every new under-\\ntaking, and for the removal of all obstacles. His\\nhideous image, chiseled in stone, carved in wood\\nand in ivory, cast in copper, or brass, is found\\neverywhere; granite ones by the roadside for\\nconvenience, and in temples; wood and metal\\nones in every Saivite s house.\\nInferior to these are multitudes of deities who\\nare supposed to attend to specific affairs of\\nfamily life and business undertakings of every\\nkind, as birth, betrothal, marriage, sickness,\\ndeath, and hosts more of still inferior gods and\\ngoddesses, which must be worshipped and pro-\\npitiated if the worshipper is to have a quiet and\\nhappy life. Indeed their books teach that there\\nare 330,000,000 of gods, male and female, named\\nand unnamed. Of these the Hindus stand in\\ncontinual fear, and they must be continually pro-\\npitiated, by libations, offerings, and sacrifices.\\n103", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0119.jp2"}, "118": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nThe temples, the roadside shrines, the groves,\\nthe highways and byways, the market-places and\\nbazaars, and the houses, family rooms, bedrooms\\nand kitchens, swarm with idols representing\\nthese gods, great and small, reminding them of\\nthe acts of worship they must perform.\\nThe character of these multitudinous gods of\\nthe Hindus, from Brahma down, will not bear\\ninspection. The morals of a people are never\\nhigher than those of the gods they worship.\\nThis accounts for the lax morality so sadly in\\nevidence among the people of India.\\nPolygamy is recognized in their system, and\\npracticed among the Telugus as among others of\\nthe Hindus. There are no old bachelors\\namong them. They believe that their after\\ncondition depends in a degree on their having\\nmale offspring to perform their funeral obsequies\\nand subsequent ceremonies. They have a proverb\\nwhich says, Get a good wife if you can; if not,\\nget a bad one; marry you must.\\nIf after marriage they have no children, or if\\nthey have only girls, it is, according to their\\nteachings, incumbent on them to marry another\\nwife. I have knowm a Hindu who, with four\\nwives, had only daughters. He married a fifth\\nin hope of having sons.\\n104", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0120.jp2"}, "119": {"fulltext": "Hinduism as It Is\\nHindus often look upon plurality of wives,\\nhowever, in a somewhat different light. A\\nHindu gentleman of high position, who had\\nbeen a patient of mine, came in from his distant\\nhome to express his thanks to me for his restored\\nhealth, and to make me a friendly visit. After\\ntalking on various matters of interest he asked\\nhow many wives I had. Only one, most\\nassuredly, was my reply.\\nWhat, sir, said he, can a benevolent gen-\\ntleman like yourself, so continually doing good\\nto all around you, rest satisfied with throwing\\nyour protecting mantle over only one poor un-\\nprotected female? How can you regard that\\nas doing your full duty toward the weaker\\nsex\\nBoys are regarded by them as a blessing, and\\ngirls as a curse. If a boy is born they think the\\ndeity is pleased and confers a favour; if a girl, it is\\na sign of the divine displeasure. If a birth is\\nannounced in a friend s house, ere they send any\\nmessages they must ascertain whether it is a case\\ncalling for congratulations, a boy, or condolence,\\na girl. When our sixth son was born, and we\\nhad no daughter, a Hindu Rajah, whose do-\\nminions lay not far from my station, an old\\npatient of mine, came in to congratulate me over\\n105", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0121.jp2"}, "120": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nthe birth of six sons, without a daughter to\\nspoil it all.\\nI told him that both his mother and myself\\nwere much disappointed that it was not a\\ndaughter. He looked and spoke as though he\\nconsidered me daft for having such a wish.\\nBut, your highness, said I, where would\\nyou and I be were it not for our mothers\\nAh, sir, said he, there are sinners enough\\nin the world so that there will be no lack of\\nwomen. There is no necessity for the righteous\\nto have daughters.\\nThe Hindu caste system is nowhere indicated\\nin the Vedas. It arose after the migration of the\\nAryans into India. Yet there is not a part of\\ntheir religion which, for these past twenty\\ncenturies, has held such an iron grip upon the\\npeople. For it is a religious, not a social, dis-\\ntinction. The progenitors of each caste they\\nhold to have been a separate creation on the part\\nof Brahma; the Brahmans being created from\\nhis head; the Kshatryas, warriors, from his\\nshoulders; the Vaishyas, merchants and artisans,\\nfrom his loins; the Sudras, farmers, from his\\nthighs, and labourers from his feet. There are\\nsubdivisions of these castes covering every trade\\nand profession.\\n106", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0122.jp2"}, "121": {"fulltext": "Hinduism as It Is\\nA man is born into a caste; he never can\\nascend. A merchant s son must be a merchant.\\nThe son of one of the blacksmith caste, a black-\\nsmith. It stunts progress. It prevents true\\nbrotherly feeling. Under it a Brahman may\\nlightly say, stand by thyself, I am holier than\\nthou. Its provisions are cast-iron, and on\\nobserving them one s future depends. I have\\nknown of a Brahman who died in sight of food\\nplaced there for his sustenance, because, for-\\nsooth, that food had been cooked by one of\\nlower caste. Better die, said he, and gain\\nheaven, than eat that food and live, and lose\\ncaste, and lose heaven.\\nIt is one of our greatest obstacles in missionary\\nwork. The Brahmans would rather see a son\\ndie than become a Christian and disgrace their\\ncaste.\\nTransmigration of souls is also a doctrine of\\nmodern Hinduism nowhere indicated in the\\nVedas. It teaches that when one dies, his soul\\nwill simply enter another body, superior or\\ninferior to his former condition according as to\\nwhether merit or demerit has preponderated in\\nthis life. Each one hopes that his soul may, in\\nthe next birth, be born a Brahman. Each one\\nfears that it may be born in one of lower caste,\\n107", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0123.jp2"}, "122": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nor as an animal or reptile. They hold that this\\ntransmigration will go on until finally they shall,\\nin some way, have acquired so much merit that\\nthe soul may be absorbed into that of the Deity,\\nand their individual existence cease. This is the\\nNirvana, or final absorption, which is the highest\\nstate of future bliss to which Hinduism points its\\nmost zealous devotees.\\nThe stolid indifference with which most Hindus\\nmeet death, is explained by this belief, that at\\ndeath they are simply passing one milestone in\\ntheir almost endless series of existences, and that\\nthere is as good a chance in the next birth as in\\nthat which they are leaving.\\nThose who posed as representatives of Hindu-\\nism at the Parliament of Religions, portrayed\\na kind of ancient Vedic Hinduism, revised to suit\\ntheir own ideas, and make it palatable to persons\\nof Western culture. Culling its choicest, and\\ngiving a Christian colouring to many of its con-\\nceptions, they evolved and held up to the ad-\\nmiration of their credulous auditors as Hinduism\\na system as different, nay far more different from\\nthe real Hinduism of India s people since the days\\nof Malachi than Christianity is from Mormonism.\\nThe native newspapers of India sneer at the\\nutterances of the Chicago representatives of Hin-\\n108", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0124.jp2"}, "123": {"fulltext": "Hinduism as It Is\\nduism, as utterly untrue pictures of Hinduism as\\nit exists. Indeed The Hindu Nation, an ortlio-\\ndox leading Hindu newspaper, says:\\nThe pure and undefiled Hinduism which\\nSwami Vivekananda preached has no existence\\nto-day; has had no existence for centuries.\\nAnd The Reis and Rayyet, another representa-\\ntive Hindu paper, adds, In fact abomination\\nworship is the main ingredient of modern Hin-\\nduism.\\nAnd yet the mass of the Hindus suppose that\\nthe Hinduism of to-day has come down to them\\nfrom the Vedas, for not one man in ten thousand\\nin India really knows what the Vedas teach, but\\nare simply satisfied to take their religion as it\\ncomes to them from their immediate fathers.\\nIn spite, however, of the trammels of their\\nsuperstition and the blind teachings of their\\nShastras, many Hindus do have a sense of the\\nburden of sin, and a desire for its expiation, and\\na longing for conformity to, and communion\\nwith a personal God and father, and do have an\\nundefined hope of a future world of bliss.\\nThis we see indicated in the writings of their\\nsages and poets of all the ages. This we find\\nnow and then in the thoughtful Hindus of the\\npresent day. This gives us an invaluable lever-\\n109", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0125.jp2"}, "124": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nage in gaining access to their hearts and present-\\ning Jesus Christ as the all-sufficient Saviour from\\nsin, its pollution, its penalty; as the one who can\\nlift us up to become sons of God.\\n110", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0126.jp2"}, "125": {"fulltext": "XI\\nLORD GANESA and LITTLE RAMASWAMI\\nI SAW a sight one day that made my heart ache,\\nache for the boys and girls of India, and which I\\ndesire to picture to the boys and girls of the dear\\nhome lands, to see if they will not lend a vigor-\\nous hand in soon making such things impossible\\nin all of idol-ridden India.\\nI was walking down the main street of the great\\nheathen city of Madras toward the temple of the\\ngod Ganesa. It stood right on the street, and\\nwas not larger inside than a hall bedroom, for the\\nHindus do not assemble in these wayside temples\\nfor worship, but go in, one or two at a time, to\\npresent their offerings to the god of the temple.\\nAt the farther end of the temple, on a stone\\nplatform as high as a table, and facing the wide-\\nopen front doors, was the god Ganesa. He has\\nan elephant s head and trunk, and a huge belly,\\nand was chiselled out of stone, sitting on a large\\nstone rat, and as tall as a man. He was very\\nblack and shiny from the ghee, or melted butter,\\npoured over his head by the worshippers, to make\\n111", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0127.jp2"}, "126": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nhim feel good-natured and so grant their requests,\\nand had garlands of white flowers around his\\nneck, placed there by some worshipper.\\nAs I neared the temple I came upon a Hindu\\nmother taking her little son Ramaswami, to make\\nhis first offering to the god Ganesa in that tem-\\nple. On his arms were hanging garlands of flow-\\ners and in his hands was incense to offer. He\\nwas chatting merrily, in Tamil, with his mother,\\nwho had hold of his hand and was telling him\\nhow he must go into the temple, making his\\nsalaams and showing his offerings, and then\\nplace them in the god s lap with his own hands,\\nso that the god would always be his friend and\\nnot harm him.\\nAs they came in front of the wide-open door,\\nlittle Ramaswami saw the huge black idol, with\\nhis eyes painted to look fierce, his tusks white\\nand sticking out toward him, his tongue fiery red,\\nand his black trunk raised up to one side as if to\\nstrike. With a scream he pulled his hand away\\nfrom his mother s and sprang to one side, out of\\nsight of the monster, and stood trembling with\\nfright. His mother, laughing at his terror, reas-\\nsured him, saying, The god won t strike you;\\nhe is a good god and likes to have little boys wor-\\nship him. Come and lay your offerings in his\\n112", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0128.jp2"}, "127": {"fulltext": "A HINDU FUNERAL SCENE\\nA TEMPLE ELEPHANT", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0129.jp2"}, "128": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0130.jp2"}, "129": {"fulltext": "Lord Ganesa and Little Ramaswami\\nlap, Ramaswami, don t be afraid; and led him\\nagain up to the side of the door.\\nAs soon as he came in front of the horrid idol\\nhe screamed again, and tearing away from his\\nmother, ran down the street toward his home.\\nThe mother, with a hard laugh, overtook him\\nhalf a block away, seized him and half dragged\\nhim back to the temple, and said,\\n^You little fool! Is your father s son going\\nto be a coward? The god won t strike you.\\nHe won t harm you. Don t you see, he is made\\nof stone and can t move; he can t hurt you.\\nCome along, you little imp, and lay your flowers\\nand incense in his lap; and pushing the scream-\\ning child before her, with one hand firmly grasp-\\ning each shoulder, she forced him, in terror as he\\nwas, up onto the steps before the idol and made\\nhim lay the offerings in the lap of the god.\\nImmediately he had done this, he twisted him-\\nself from her grasp, and, without making any\\nsalaams to the god, dashed past me down the\\nstreet for his home, still screaming with fright,\\nwhile his mother, laughing, slowly followed\\nhim.\\nI lingered after they had gone, thinking of the\\nmothers and the children in my native land, and\\nI said, O, if all the mothers of Christendom\\n113", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0131.jp2"}, "130": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nwould be as zealous in bringing their children\\nto the blessed Jesus as are these heathen mothers\\nin making their children worship their repellant\\nidols, how many more strong, living Christian\\ncharacters there would be, and what an added\\nforce would they constitute in bringing on speed-\\nily that day when the idols shall be utterly\\nabolished, and when Jesus shall reign from sea\\nto sea.\\n114", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0132.jp2"}, "131": {"fulltext": "XII\\nA brahman s testimony\\nHe was a Christian, sir, and I believe he\\nspoke the truth, said the Brahman magistrate.\\nIt was in 1869. I had been away from my\\nstation for some weeks, sowing seed in the out-\\nlying regions. Shortly after my return the su-\\nperior magistrate of the district, a cultured Eng-\\nlish gentleman, came to call upon me one day\\nand in the course of the conversation, he said,\\nI have something to tell you, which I think\\nwill please you. Have you, said I, then\\nplease tell it.\\nHe told me of a case that had been before the\\ncourt of the Brahman magistrate of the town\\nduring my absence which was this:\\nA poor man of good caste had borrowed\\nmoney of the soucars, or rich, high caste money-\\nlenders, in the chief Bazaar street of the town.\\nThe money was due, and the poor man came to\\ntell them he had failed to raise the money and\\nasked for an extension. They refused to give it,\\ntaunted him with his poverty and said he made\\nU5", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0133.jp2"}, "132": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nno effort to raise the money to pay them, and\\nthat he must in some way, raise the money and\\npay them immediately. He in turn complained\\nof them as oppressors.\\nThey flew into a rage, pounced upon him,\\ngave him a beating, and knocked him over on\\na heap of granite, inflicting a number of wounds\\nand injuries. They were somewhat startled to\\nsee the wounds as evidence of their assault, and\\nwithdrew to their banking bazaar, to consult\\nwhat to do. The wounded man, saying that he\\nwould complain against them for assault, went\\nto the house of a Vahil, or native lawyer, to get\\nhim to formulate the complaint in the magis-\\ntrate s court. The assailants rushed directly to\\nthe magistrate, and clamorously laid charges\\nagainst the injured man, that he had made an\\nattack upon them, and that simply in defending\\nthemselves they had chanced to inflict wounds\\nupon him, and demanded the arrest of the in-\\njured man.\\nAs in Solomon s time, on the side of the\\noppressors there was power, the injured man\\nwas arrested and charged with assault upon the\\nsoucars. The case came before the Brahman\\nmagistrate referred to above for trial. Each\\nparty was ordered to produce its witnesses,\\n116", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0134.jp2"}, "133": {"fulltext": "A Brahman s Testimony\\nThe prosecuting party, the soucars, all ap-\\npeared and told the same story; they had sum-\\nmoned a large number of witnesses who swore\\nthat this poor man had violently assaulted them,\\nand that they had simply acted in self-defence,\\nand wounded him.\\nNo one dared to appear in behalf of the poor\\nwounded man; one or two were summoned,\\nwho had been within sight and hearing when\\nthe assault occurred, but fearing the vengeance of\\nthe powerful clique on the other side, refused to\\ntestify, declaring they knew nothing of the case.\\nThe simple story of the injured man, that he\\nhad himself been violently attacked, beaten and\\nwounded by these men, and that they simply\\nto shield themselves had brought this charge\\nagainst him was unsupported by any testimony.\\nHere in India a powerful party can hire any\\nnumber of Hindu witnesses for a quarter of a\\ndollar each, to swear to anything they wish to\\nhave proven, but there is no sense of justice\\nwhich compels a man to testify for an innocent\\nor injured party, when he thinks he will, either\\nsocially or otherwise, be the loser thereby.\\nThe Brahman magistrate knew not what to\\nthink; he strongly suspected that the charge\\nmade by the soucars was a false one, but the\\n117", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0135.jp2"}, "134": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nsworn testimony in their behalf was very strong;\\nhe knew not quite what course to take. On a\\nlittle reflection he turned to a police constable\\nwho appeared on the scene just at the conclusion\\nof the assault, asking if he knew of any one else\\nwho had seen the assault and could testify to\\nwhat had really occurred.\\nYes, sir, said he, the catechist of the\\nAmerican mission was standing in the main\\nstreet, at the head of this Bazaar street, and ap-\\npeared to have seen all that went on. His\\nhouse was near at hand; the magistrate sum-\\nmoned him, and told him he wished his testi-\\nmony as to what had really occurred.\\nHe was put under oath, upon the Bible, and\\nsaid that as he was passing by in the main street\\non his way to the hospital that morning, to ob-\\ntain medicine for his sick wife, he had heard an\\naltercation and stopping to see what it meant, he\\nhad seen these three soucars spring from their\\nseat in the veranda of their bazaar, upon this\\nman, who now stood as defendant, and give\\nhim a beating and knock him violently on to\\nan adjacent heap of stones, and told in detail all\\nthat had passed. He was cross-questioned, but\\nhis simple statement remained unbroken. The\\nmagistrate sent to the hospital and found that at\\n118", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0136.jp2"}, "135": {"fulltext": "A Brahman s Testimony\\nthe hour named the catechist had appeared at\\nthe hospital to obtain medicine as he had stated.\\nThe case against the poor man was dismissed.\\nThe prosecutors were charged with assault upon\\nthe poor man, convicted and sentenced to pun-\\nishment.\\nThe records of the case in full, said the Eng-\\nlish magistrate, came before me for perusal and\\nfor revision, if I saw cause. I read the case with\\nall the testimony very carefully. The next day\\nthe Brahman magistrate called and I said to him,\\nHow is it that with so many witnesses testify-\\ning so strongly in favour of the prosecution, and\\nvery little more than this one witness for the de-\\nfence, you dismiss their case, and proceed against\\nthe accusers The native magistrate replied,\\nThese men seemed to me to be bearing false\\nwitness. Their testimony looked as though they\\nhad all been instructed just what to say. I be-\\nlieved they were hired to swear to what they\\ndid. But, this man was a Christian, and I be-\\nlieve he spoke the truth. And in looking over\\nthe case, said the English magistrate, I think\\nthat the native magistrate was right, and the\\nconviction of the accusers stands.\\nI told you this, said the superior magistrate,\\nfor I think it will encourage you in your work,\\n119", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0137.jp2"}, "136": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nto know that even non-Christian officials regard\\nthe Christians as worthy of belief because they\\nare Christians.\\nIt did encourage me, and it encourages me\\nmore as I look over the country and see the\\ngrowing feeling among all classes, that the reli-\\ngion of Jesus does elevate those who truly em-\\nbrace it, to a higher level of morality, and a no-\\nbler stand in all that is good.\\nThere are many now everywhere who are\\nready to reiterate the Brahman s declaration,\\nHe was a Christian and I believe he spoke the\\ntruth.\\n120", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0138.jp2"}, "137": {"fulltext": "XIII\\nA DAYBREAK AUDIENCE AND A CHASE FOR A TIGER\\nIt was three weeks after the angry mob had\\nheard and melted at the Story of The Cross. We,\\nmyself and four native assistants, had come on\\nmore than a hundred miles farther north in the\\nkingdom of Hyderabad. Yesterday had occurred\\nthe incidents given in The Man with the Won-\\nderful Books as recounted in the preceding vol-\\nume. We had, on that afternoon preached for\\neight hours, from two to ten p. m., to an ever-\\ngrowing audience of people hastily gathered\\nfrom many villages. One of us at a time had\\ngone away to rest, and eat, while the others\\nwere setting forth anew, and with more and\\nmore incidents, the Hfe and work and power and\\nmercy of the God Man who had appeared on\\nearth for man s salvation, and supplying them\\nwith The History of the Divine Guru \u00e2\u0080\u0094the gos-\\npels\u00e2\u0080\u0094and with booklets explaining them, which\\nthey had eagerly purchased for one dub each.\\nAt ten o clock we had told them that we must lie\\ndown and rest now as we were very weary with\\n121", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0139.jp2"}, "138": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nour long journey of the morning, and with our\\ncontinued preaching of the afternoon and evening,\\nand must now get some sleep, for we must be\\nagain on our way at daylight, and they reluc-\\ntantly withdrew.\\nOn our arrival at near noon, they had taken us\\nto a small, granite built Hindu temple in a tope,\\nor grove, fronting their village, and bidden us\\nput up in that, for if those wonderful books they\\nhad before obtained and read were true, they did\\nnot want this temple and these gods any more.\\nThey had themselves assisted in taking our things\\ninto the temple, placing my folding traveller s\\ncot where, as I lay resting while my breakfast\\nwas preparing, I could reach out my hand and lay\\nit on the chief idol and say, Yes, this is one of\\nthose of which it is said, in my Book of Instruc-\\ntions, The idols He shall utterly abolish. We\\nhad not therefore pitched our tents nor unloaded\\nthem from the carts.\\nAt eleven o clock, when the last of the people\\nhad gone, and we had had our evening prayers,\\nwe lay down to sleep in the portico of the temple,\\nfor it was too hot and close to sleep inside. Too\\nmuch interested in and excited by the events of\\nthe preceding day, I slept but little. As my eyes\\nopened, along through the night watches, to-\\n122", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0140.jp2"}, "139": {"fulltext": "A Chase for a Tiger\\nward the streets of the village, I could see un-\\nusual lights burning, way on until dawn. At the\\nfirst break of day we arose and put our beds,\\nluggage and boxes of books upon our carts, to\\nstart upon another day s march and another day s\\npreaching. Until a fortnight before we had been\\nwont to start considerably earlier, but since we\\nentered this jungly, sparsely populated region, so\\ninfested with ravenous beasts, prudence had re-\\nquired that we wait until the daylight had driven\\nthem back to their lairs.\\nJust as we were starting, a grc^p of people\\nfrom the village came up, saying, Sirs, this is\\nsuch strange news, and so good if true, that we\\nhave been reading these books all night to see if\\nthere were anything in them which we did not\\nunderstand, so that we could ask your ex-\\nplanation before you went on, for we may never\\nsee a missionary again. And one of them\\nopened a gospel, with leaves turned down here\\nand there, and began asking questions, while all\\nlistened eagerly for the reply. Seeing that it\\nwould take some time to answer all their ques-\\ntions, and thinking that as the sun was now soon\\nto rise, all danger from ravenous beasts was past,\\nI proposed to my native associates to go on with\\nthe equipment, as we wished to reach the next\\n123", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0141.jp2"}, "140": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nvillage, some five miles ahead, before the people\\nhad gone out to the fields to work, and saying\\nthat I would answer these questions and then\\ncanter on rapidly and overtake them. They\\nwent on. I turned to answer the questions, but\\nso many leaves were turned down, and so ear-\\nnestly did they ask question after question, that it\\nwas fully three-quarters of an hour before I could\\nget away.\\nThe last question they asked was one I could\\nnot answer. They had, after many questions\\nabout incidents in the gospels, and about the\\ncharacter and the claims of the God Man, asked\\nas to where it was that He became man, and was\\nborn a babe, and whether He were a white man,\\nor like them. I had told them that in a land mid-\\nway between their country and the land of the\\nwhite Christians, and among Asiatic people,\\nmuch like themselves, with a similar dress and\\ncustoms and of a complexion between theirs and\\nmine, among a people especially prepared of the\\ngreat God for His advent, this Son of God had\\ntaken on human form for our redemption. They\\nseemed pleased that He was more like them than\\nwe foreigners, and asked,\\nHow long ago did this happen 1 told them\\nthe number of centuries, and how He had com-\\n124", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0142.jp2"}, "141": {"fulltext": "A Chase for a Tiger\\nmanded His disciples to go into all the world and\\npreach this gospel to every creature and how, in\\nprocess of time, the good news had reached the\\nwestern lands, and they all had become Chris-\\ntians, and how now, because His love burned in\\ntheir hearts, they had sent me and many others\\nto come to their land and learn their language\\nand give them the glad news.\\nSir, did you say that this Yesu Kristu (Jesus\\nChrist) came into the world and did all this more\\nthan 1, 800 years ago\\nYes, said I.\\nSir, if this be true why have you Christians\\nnot told us of it before? I could not answer\\nthat question. I wonder if any one who reads\\nthis can answer it.\\nAt last bidding them a loving farewell and\\ncommending them to Him of whom so late they\\nhad heard, I mounted my horse and hastened to\\nfollow my people.\\nThere were no roads in that region. We had\\nguides to show us the most feasible path from\\nvillage to village. For parts of our journey we\\nhad low narrow carts with wheels of solid wood\\ncut from the trunk of a large tree, and with buf-\\nfaloes to draw them. In other places everything\\nhad to be carried on the heads of coolies. Here\\n1^5", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0143.jp2"}, "142": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nwe had carts. The guides were conducting the\\nparty along the sandy, dry bed of a crooked little\\nstream on the upper banks of which the next\\nvillage was built. I struck the stream and can-\\ntered up it to overtake our party. As usual I kept\\na sharp watch of the path and of the bushes at\\nthe sides.\\nI had not gone a quarter of a mile before I\\ncaught sight of the tracks of a very large tiger,\\nthe largest tiger tracks I had ever seen. We\\nhad been in the tiger jungle now for two\\nweeks. On the path over which we had passed\\nthe preceding day seven people had recently\\nbeen killed and eaten by these Man Eaters as\\ntigers that have tasted human blood are called.\\nWe had kept blazing camp-fires around our tent\\nby night for ten days. But on a bright day,\\nespecially a bright morning, the tigers usually\\nkeep in the jungle, coming out by day when it is\\ncloudy or toward nightfall. The sun was now\\nup and shining brilliantly. What could this\\nmean I sprang from my horse and kneeled\\ndown to examine the tracks and see whether\\nthey had been made before or after our party had\\npassed. There they were, planted squarely over\\nthe track of the last cart, and evidently following\\nit.\\n1^6", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0144.jp2"}, "143": {"fulltext": "A Chase for a Tiger\\nThe mystery was explained, for, along by the\\nside of the big tracks, I now found the small\\ntracks of a tiger cub. It was an old mother\\ntiger, who, hampered with the care of her cub,\\nhad not been able to get her prey during the\\nnight and who, in spite of the sun, was now out\\nsearching for breakfast for herself and child.\\nShe was following the carts, waiting for a\\nchance to spring. The tigers of these jungles\\nnever spring into a crowd of people. They lurk\\nand wait until one falls in the rear or goes to one\\nside and then spring upon him. I saw at once\\nthe danger in which my native assistants walk-\\ning with the carts were placed. So long as they\\nkept together and close by the carts they were\\npretty safe. Should one of them stop to quench\\nhis thirst at a little rocky pool in the side of the\\nriver, or for any other purpose. Mistress Tiger\\nwould be upon him, and the little one would\\nhave its first quaff of Christian preacher s blood.\\nSpringing onto my pony I struck the spurs into\\nhis side and dashed forward furiously. I always\\ncarried with me, in the jungle, a fourteen inch\\nnavy revolver loaded with rifle balls. I had\\npracticed until I could bring down a squirrel or a\\ncrow with it. I knew I might not kill a tiger,\\nbut with accurate shooting I might blind or dis-\\n127", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0145.jp2"}, "144": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nable it, if no more, and at all events I must share\\nthe danger whatever it be, with my native asso-\\nciates. Could I reach them before the spring\\nwere made I might avert the danger. On I\\ndashed for one mile. The tracks were still there.\\nFrom my unusual use of the spurs my faithful\\nhorse saw there was something wrong and be-\\ncame excited. The second mile was covered\\nwith leaps and bounds with the pistol ready\\ncocked in my right hand and my eye watching\\nevery bush and every rod of the river, we went\\nflying over the third mile. In my anxiety to\\nreach my men in time to warn and save them I\\ncould scarcely breathe. I knew 1 must be near-\\ning them. The tracks big and little were still\\nthere.\\nSuddenly a sharp turn in the river brought\\nthe carts into sight moving along peacefully,\\nand I could see the four native preachers, and\\nthe cook and the tent lascar walking along\\ntogether, close by the carts. I knew they were\\nsafe. I had reined up my horse so they should\\nnot see me. I looked and the tracks had disap-\\npeared. Just before the bend I had seen them.\\nThe tiger had doubtless been lurking there. As\\nit had heard the furious clatter of my horse s\\nshoes on the gravel, as I turned the preceding\\n12a", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0146.jp2"}, "145": {"fulltext": "A Chase for a Tiger\\nbend only a few rods back, it had doubtless\\nsprang with its cub, behind the bush on the jut-\\nting corner, which was so near as to brush m}\\nstirrup as I passed. And very likely its breath\\nhad fallen on me as I flew by at too rapid a gait\\nfor it to spring on me.\\nKeeping just far enough back not to attract\\nthe attention of the party in front and watching\\nthe jungle intently on both sides of the stream to\\nsee if the tiger should again appear, I lingered in\\nthe rear for some twenty minutes for my horse\\nto cool down, for though a bay horse he was\\nwhite with foam when I passed the tiger bend,\\nand I knew that, if I joined the party in that con-\\ndition, apprehension would be excited, and ques-\\ntions asked which it would be difficult for me to\\nparry, for I did not want them then to know\\nwhat a narrow escape they had had, as we still\\nhad 100 miles of this tiger jungle before us.\\nPresently joining them I began at once to teli\\nthem what an interesting time I had had with\\nthe people of the last village, after they left, and\\nwhat earnest questions they asked and so kept\\non talking until we reached the next village and\\nwere absorbed again in the work of the Master.\\nThey never knew, until we had reached home\\nnearly four months later, of their danger and de-\\n129", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0147.jp2"}, "146": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nliverance that morning, nor of several other dan-\\ngers known only to myself, through which they\\npassed unharmed. How appropriate sounded\\nthe ninety-first psalm that night at our evening\\nprayers in our tent, for once again we had felt\\nthe presence of the Lo, I am with you.\\n130", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0148.jp2"}, "147": {"fulltext": "XIV\\nTHE SPOTTED TIGER FOILED\\nMy camp was pitched in a valley between\\nmountains towering up 4,000 feet above the sea,\\nand 1,700 feet above my tent. I had been visit-\\ning, instructing, and encouraging the little Chris-\\ntian congregation there, and preaching in all the\\nsurrounding towns and villages for several days.\\nIt was necessary to move camp that day to an-\\nother cluster of Christian villages on the other\\nside of the mountain, many miles around by a\\ntortuous route through the valleys. I had much\\nwriting to do, and did not wish to spend the\\ntime for a circuitous journey, so despatched my\\ntent and camp equipage in the early morning, to\\nbe pitched in the new place, and sent word to\\nthe people of that cluster of villages that I would\\nhold a meeting in the central village that evening\\nat dusk. My pony was to meet me at the east\\nfoot of the mountain to take me three miles to\\nmy new camp.\\nSpending a good part of the day in the little\\nvillage schoolhouse, quietly writing letters, I\\n131", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0149.jp2"}, "148": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nwalked up the mountain-side in the afternoon by\\na footpath that I knew. Halfway up I stopped\\nto rest under a banyan-tree, or jungle fig-tree,\\nwhere, a year before, a native farmer, running\\ndown the path, had come upon an old she-bear\\nand her cub, under this tree, eating the wild figs.\\nThe old bear, thinking he was rushing for her\\ncub, sprang upon him, hugged him, and badly\\nmangled his right arm until her cub had vanished\\nin the bushes, when she left him and followed\\nher cub. The man was brought into my hos-\\npital, and for many weeks it was a question\\nwhether he would ever regain the use of his\\nright arm. He finally did, however, and when\\nthe English judge of the district organised a hunt\\nfor that bear, in which I joined, he was there to\\nshow us where the tussle had taken place, and\\nhelp us find his old enemy.\\nThere are many wild beasts inhabiting these\\nmountain jungles: wild boar, deer, Indian elk,\\nhyenas, jackals, wolves, an occasional striped\\ntiger, and more spotted tigers.\\nThe spotted tigers have spots like a leopard,\\nbut are not leopards, for they have claws like a\\ntiger and cannot climb trees as a leopard can. In\\nsize they are between the royal tiger and the\\nleopard. In disposition and habits they are\\n132", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0150.jp2"}, "149": {"fulltext": "The Spotted Tiger Foiled\\ntigers and they have a tiger s strength. A friend\\nof mine, from an opposite hill, saw one of them\\nspring upon a small horse, kill it, suck its blood,\\nand then drag it to its lair in the mountain re-\\ncess. The spotted tigers do far more damage in\\nour region than the striped, as they are much\\nmore numerous. If one gets a taste of human\\nflesh nothing else will satisfy it; but such diet\\nsoon makes it mangy, and shortens its life.\\nThe government pays a reward for the killing\\nof all ravenous beasts, and especially for those\\nthat are known to have killed human beings.\\nThe skins are delivered to the government offi-\\ncial who pays the reward, and were at that time\\nperiodically sold at auction. At such a sale,\\nwhich I attended and made some purchases, the\\nskin of one spotted tiger was sold, which was\\ncertified to have killed and eaten nine men,\\nwomen and children. Another had killed seven;\\nanother five; another four, and another two.\\nWe usually carry arms through these mountain\\njungles, but that day I had none. I had made\\nthe ascent of 1,700 feet and, walking along the\\nwest slope of the summit for a quarter of a mile,\\nI had crossed over to the east side of the rocky\\ncrest.\\nIt was now one hour before sundown, of a\\n133", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0151.jp2"}, "150": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\ncloudy, drizzly afternoon. I had my double um-\\nbrella, black inside and white outside, for fending\\noff both sun and rain, but had closed it over my\\nhand, without clasping it, to go through a nar-\\nrow opening in the bushes. I had crossed a lit-\\ntle open grass-plot of a few rods, and was just\\nentering a narrow footpath through the mountain\\njungle, that would take me down to the east foot\\nof the mountain, where I was to meet my pony.\\nSuddenly a spotted tiger sprang into the path,\\nbetween the bushes, and disputed passage. I\\nsaw at once what he wanted; only great hunger\\nimpels these tigers to come out during the day;\\nhe had had no breakfast, and wanted missionary\\nmeat for supper. I did not wish him to have it:\\nI had an appointment, for that evening with the\\npeople of three villages, and wished to keep it.\\nHe stood in the only path through that dense\\nmountain jungle, glaring at me. I eyed him\\nequally intently, and, gaining his eye, held it\\nwhile I formed my plan.\\nIt is always best if a scrimmage is to take place\\nto be the attacking party. My old grandmother\\nused to teach me that everything would come in\\nuse within seven years, if you only kept it.\\nWhen I was a boy I had gone out among an In-\\ndian tribe in Michigan, and learned their war-\\n134", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0152.jp2"}, "151": {"fulltext": "The Spotted Tiger Foiled\\nwhoop. I had kept it for thrice seven years, but\\nit proved trebly serviceable then. When my\\nplan of attack was formed, springing forward\\ntoward the tiger I raised this war-whoop, and at\\nthe same time suddenly opened my double um-\\nbrella.\\nWhat it was that could so suddenly change a\\nperpendicular dark figure into a circular white\\nobject, and at the same time emit such an un-\\nearthly yell, the tiger did not know. He stood\\nhis ground, however, until I dashed forward and,\\nsuddenly shutting my umbrella, raised it to strike\\nhim over the head. It seemed instantly to occur\\nto him that I was the more dangerous animal of\\nthe two, and that one of us had better run as I\\ndid not, he did. Springing aside, over a bush,\\ninto the open ground, he made for the crest of\\nthe hill which I had just passed. The crest con-\\nsisted of granite slabs and masses, thrown up\\nperpendicularly by some convulsion of nature.\\nFrom a crevice of these there had grown a ban-\\nyan-tree whose branches spread out over their\\ntops. Between the leaves and the rocks, in one\\nplace, I could see the sky through, in a circle as\\nlarge as a bicycle wheel.\\nFor this the tiger made. His spring was the\\nneatest specimen of animal motion I had ever\\n135", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0153.jp2"}, "152": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nseen. His forepaws were stretched straight out\\nand he had his nose between them. His hind\\nfeet were stretched equally straight, and between\\nthem his tail. Straight as an arrow he went\\nthrough that opening. I knew that about twenty\\nfeet down on the other side he would strike on\\ngrassy ground, and that that slope led down to a\\nlittle stream, which my path again crossed less\\nthan a quarter of a mile below. Wishing to\\nmake the subjugation complete, I scrambled up\\nto this open place and, looking through the leaves\\nat the side of the opening, I saw the tiger trotting\\ndown the slope, but looking around every now\\nand then, evidently wondering whether he had\\ndone a wise thing in running away.\\nPutting my head with its big, white, sun hat\\ninto the opening I once more raised the war-\\nwhoop. Down he dashed again with impetu-\\nosity. Withdrawing my head until he slackened\\nhis pace, I repeated the operation, and on he\\ndashed, and so continued, until I had seen him\\ncross the stream, and go up into the woods on\\nthe opposite side of the valley. Then, feeling\\nsure that I would see no more of him that day, I\\nturned and wended my way down three miles\\nto the foot of the hill, mounted my pony and\\nkept my appointment.\\n136", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0154.jp2"}, "153": {"fulltext": "The Spotted Tiger Foiled\\nI am thankful to say that such incidents are\\nnot common in our preaching tours. I have\\nnever known of a missionary being seriously in-\\njured by ravenous beasts or venomous reptiles.\\nBut such an incident forcibly reminds us of the\\nprotection promised in the last few verses of the\\ngospels of Matthew and Mark, in connection\\nwith the giving of the Great Commission, and\\nthat promise is wonderfully fulfilled.\\n137", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0155.jp2"}, "154": {"fulltext": "XV\\nTHE HEAT IN INDIA HOW I KEEP MY STUDY COOL\\nThe thermometer is 102\u00c2\u00b0 with us. How is\\nit with you says a letter lying before me. An-\\nother says: Thermometer 107\u00c2\u00b0 in my office all\\nday, and 97\u00c2\u00b0 in my house all night. How are\\nyou standing it.? And the paper to-day says\\nThermometer in the shade averaged ioi\\nduring the heat of the day, all last week in\\nMadras, going as high as 108\u00c2\u00b0 one day.\\nNow, what am I to do It is only the 28th of\\nApril, and I have my heaviest literary work, in\\nthe translating of the Bible, to do between now\\nand July. Above 95\u00c2\u00b0 the brain refuses to work\\nvigorously, and, more than that, my old friend,\\nthe jungle fever, seizes those times for his visits.\\nIf I can manage to pull the thermometer down\\nten degrees, I can keep the fever off, and keep my\\nbrain in a working condition. I have had to\\nmake a diligent study of this problem, and have\\nmet with some success. It may be interesting to\\nothers to know what means I take.\\nWe are in latitude 13\u00c2\u00b0 north, or 800 miles\\n138", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0156.jp2"}, "155": {"fulltext": "How I Keep My Study Cool\\nfurther south than the southern end of Florida.\\nOur hot season begins in March, and ends in\\nOctober, though we have some relief during\\nJuly and August, when the sun is north of us.\\nMarch is hot, April is hotter, and May is scorch-\\ning. September, and part of October, too, are\\nbhstering. I have seen the thermometer at 103\u00c2\u00b0\\non the 15th of October. It pays us, therefore, to\\ngive our attention to keeping cool here, as much\\nas it does you to keeping warm in the winter in\\nAmerica. And those of us who have close\\nliterary work to do must give special attention\\nto it.\\nMy house is, India fashion, of one-story, but is\\nsmaller and lower than Europeans houses usually\\nare in this country. It consists of a row of rooms\\ntwelve feet wide, stretching on one after another,\\nand all opening on a veranda in front. My study\\nis the south end of the house. It is twelve by\\nten feet. Two ends and one side are covered\\nwith books. In the middle of each end is a door.\\nThe south side has a window, and my large\\nstudy-table standing against the wall. The\\nstudy-table ends against one set of book\\nshelves and has another set on it, so that I can\\nreach 300 volumes without leaving my chair. It\\nhas slides which pull out so as almost to enclose\\n139", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0157.jp2"}, "156": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nmy chair, so that I can have fifteen volumes open\\nunder my eye as I sit in my study-chair, which\\nstands thus almost in the centre of the room and\\ndirectly between the east and west doors.\\nOutside of the west door is a little flat-roof\\nbathroom, with, however, a door opening out-\\ndoors from that, on the west side, so that there\\nis a clear sweep for the wind through from east\\nto west and from west to east. The roof, only\\neight feet above my head as I sit, is of tiles, rest-\\ning on palmyra rafters. We have no plastered\\nceilings here, but, to keep the heat from striking\\nthrough the tiles on our heads, we have sheeting\\nsewed together and stretched across where a\\nceiling should be. This we take down and wash,\\nfrom time to time, in place of white-washing.\\nThe low, tiled roof, however, lets the heat\\nthrough unmercifully. So I have put up pillars\\na foot high on the eaves and the ridge, and,\\nplacing bamboos on them, have made a thick\\nthatch roof, which not only covers the tile roof\\nbut comes down, making a veranda ten feet\\nwide all around, thus keeping the sun off the\\nwalls. There is thus a foot of air always circu-\\nlating between the two roofs, and that helps a\\ngood deal to keep my study from being heated\\nby the sun.\\n140", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0158.jp2"}, "157": {"fulltext": "How I Keep My Study Cool\\nHow do I cool the air in the study That\\nis the best of it. We take the root of the kuskus,\\nan aromatic plant, whose root, when washed and\\nprepared, looks not unlike fine oat straw, with a\\nrefreshing odour when wet, and braid this into a\\nscreen a little larger than the door before which\\nit is to be hung. It is fastened to the door-\\nframe at the top, and tied out two feet at the\\nbottom so as to be slanting. If this can in any\\nway be kept moist, the intensely dry air at this\\nseason, in passing through it, sucks up the\\nmoisture very rapidly, and the process of evap-\\noration cools the air some ten or twelve degrees.\\nI have one of these over my eastern door, and\\none over the western, so that, which ever way\\nthe wind blows from, it must pass through one\\nof these kuskus tatties, as we call them. To\\nkeep them wet I contrived some years ago a self-\\ntipping trough, which is hung on a pivot at each\\nend just above the tatty.\\nThe trough is a V, with one lip shorter and\\nmore perpendicular, and the other longer and\\nrunning out more horizontally. Against the\\nwall, over one end of this, is suspended a square\\ntub, with a faucet which allows the water to\\ntrickle into the trough. The water trickling into\\nthe trough rises slowly, spreading out on the\\n141", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0159.jp2"}, "158": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nmore horizontal lip of the trough until that\\nbecomes the heaviest, and over it tips, with a\\nsplash that sends the water all over the slanting\\ntatty.\\nI turn the faucet to let the water run faster or\\nslower according to the dryness of the atmos-\\nphere. Some days it must tip once a minute to\\nkeep the tatty wet. To-day, as I sit writing, it\\ntips only once in three minutes, as the air is not\\nso dry. It takes only twelve to fifteen gallons of\\nwater to keep one going all day, and that, in a\\ndry day, will reduce the temperature of the room\\nfrom ten to twelve degrees, and the whole thing\\nis exceedingly inexpensive. Two dollars covers\\nthe outlay for the two doors. But wait a mo-\\nment, while I take my douche, for my head is\\nfeeling oppressed; the wind has lulled, and the\\nair is not so cool as it was half an hour ago.\\nThere, I have had my head douche, and my\\nbrain is relieved again. It has taken me one\\nminute, but the time is not lost. Some of these\\nhot days I could not get on without it and do\\nany considerable mental work. What is this\\ndouche I will tell you. Hanging up over the\\nbathtub, in my bathroom, is a porous water jar,\\nmade of clay and baked without glazing, and\\nholding about four gallons. The water oozes\\n142", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0160.jp2"}, "159": {"fulltext": "How I Keep My Study Cool\\nthrough all its pores, and the evaporation from\\nthe entire external surface cools the water to\\nsome fifteen to twenty degrees below the sur-\\nrounding atmosphere. I have just tried the ther-\\nmometer in it. It stands at 74\u00c2\u00b0, which is ten\\ndegrees cooler than the water was when drawn\\nfrom the well and put in it this morning. Over\\nthe edge of this water jar or pitcher, as it is\\ncalled in the Bible hangs a bent tube syphon.\\nI bend my head over the tub and under the\\nsyphon, and start the water. It runs, cool and\\nrefreshing, on to the back of the head and neck,\\ncooling the brain and shriveling up the congested\\nblood-vessels, and giving immense relief. My\\nhair I keep shingled to about half an inch in\\nlength, and this retains considerable moisture to\\nevaporate in the next half hour or so and keep\\nup the cooling process. I come back and sit\\ndown in my punka chair, and my head feels\\nalmost cold for a little time, and I begin to think\\nof icebergs.\\nMy punka chair is a comfort. I found that in\\nmy Bible translation work, where I have to have\\nso many versions, ancient and Oriental, and so\\nmany dictionaries and books of reference open,\\nthat I could not get on at all with an ordinary\\nIndia punka, which hangs from the ceiling, is\\n143", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0161.jp2"}, "160": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\npulled by a coolie outside, by a rope running\\nthrough the wall, and stirs all the air in the\\nroom, blowing over the pages of the books, and\\nfluttering the papers on one s table. So some\\nyears ago I devised a little punka to be attached\\nto an ordinary cane-seat rocking-chair, so that a\\nslight motion of the chair keeps the punka in\\nmotion directly over one s head. As I sit up\\nstraight in the chair, the punka-frill just touches\\nmy hair as it swings back and forth. It cools\\nthe head and does not disturb the books and\\npapers, and costs nothing to work.\\nIf the hair is kept moist, its cooling effect is\\nmarvellous, and the motion of the chair is so\\nslight, that I write with ease, with my paper\\nlying on the table, as I now am doing, and the\\npunka in full sv^ing.\\nWith these contrivances I fight the hot weather\\nthrough the season, and manage to do a fair\\namount of work. Without them I would be\\nutterly prostrated with such work. It is the\\nhottest hour of the day now, but I am holding\\nthe thermometer on my study-table below 90\u00c2\u00b0\\nand intend to continue to do so all summer.\\n144", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0162.jp2"}, "161": {"fulltext": "XVI\\nODDITIES OF TRAVEL IN INDIA\\n*BoY, have you put my valise and bag in the\\ncoach? Yes, sir, done put, sir/ Are the\\nmattresses and pillows in? Yes, sir. And\\nthe luncheon box? Yes, sir. And my\\nsun umbrella, and revolver, and pith hat, and\\nboots? All done put, sir.\\nThe boy is a grey-haired man, but that\\nmakes no difference; for the general servant,\\nwho does the work of a butler, in India is called\\nboy, even though he be a Methusaleh. It is\\nhis business to see that everything is put in the\\ncoach, ready for a journey, but it does not do to\\ntrust him too confidingly, or you will find, after\\nyou are well on your journey, that he has forgot-\\nten some essential thing. So you must yourself\\nask after each thing you wish to take.\\nHave the bullocks and driver come Yes,\\nsir, done hitched to the coach. Are you sure\\nthe order for posting bullocks was sent on all\\nright? Yes, sir, I took the order to the tah-\\nsildar myself, and while I was there he started a\\npeon on ahead with it, sir.\\nX45", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0163.jp2"}, "162": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nThere are 12,000 miles of railways in India,\\nbut India is 3,000 miles long, and over 1,500\\nbroad in places, and there is no railway station\\nwithin twenty miles of one-twentieth of the\\npopulation as yet. Many important towns are\\nstill fifty, or 100 miles distant from any railway.\\nI am just off for a journey of 400 miles, to get\\na little breathing spell on one of the mountain\\nranges in the Madras presidency, and have to\\ntravel sixty miles to the nearest railway station.\\nFor such trips we have to indent on the all-en-\\nduring bullocks of the country. Horses, in South\\nIndia, are too expensive a luxury for long jour-\\nneys. The climate is against them. Good horses\\nhave to be imported, and, like other foreigners,\\nthey easily succumb to the heat. We have to\\nkeep them for use in the towns, and about our\\ndaily work, but they are very rarely used for long\\njourneys in the Madras presidency. Palanquins\\nwere formerly much used, but with the good\\nmilitary roads which the British government in\\nIndia have made through the country, they have\\nbeen mostly replaced by wheeled vehicles. Each\\nEuropean resident is expected to keep his own\\ntravelling-coach, and, whenever he wishes to\\ntake a journey, he sends word beforehand to the\\ntahsildar, or county magistrate, as to the route\\n146", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0164.jp2"}, "163": {"fulltext": "Q\\nQ\\nO\\nH\\nDi\\nO\\nPi\\nh\\ncu\\nP^\\n\u00c2\u00ab5\\nH\\nI\u00e2\u0080\u0094 I\\nH\\nO\\nH\\nu\\nCO", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0165.jp2"}, "164": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0166.jp2"}, "165": {"fulltext": "Oddities of Travel in India\\nhe wishes to go, and the time he expects to start,\\nand orders are sent on in advance to have relays\\nof trotting bullocks ready on the road at from six\\nto eight miles apart, each yoke of bullocks being\\naccompanied by its own driver, who is often the\\nowner of the bullocks.\\nAs often as you come to the end of a stage, you\\npay the driver at the rate of six or nine cents per\\nmile, for the distance he has come, according to\\nthe official way-bill which he presents, and so\\nyou go on, by night and day, to the end of your\\njourney. In the hot weather, however, travelling\\nis always done in the night when practicable, to\\navoid the heat, and because the bullocks will\\ntravel faster by night.\\nThe usual travelling coach, or gharry, is a\\nsort of two-wheeled omnibus, with a platform\\nacross the seats, and a mattress covering the\\nwhole, for night travel, and a place for luggage\\nunderneath. More recently, however, lighter four-\\nwheeled vehicles are coming into use. The one\\nI go in is somewhat like a Jersey rockaway,\\nor a green grocer s wagon, with standing cover,\\nand oilcloth curtains which button down tight,\\neven in front, when desired, so as to keep out all\\nrain in the Monsoon. There are two seats, the\\nfront flap of the hind one opening up and hook-\\nJ47", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0167.jp2"}, "166": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\ning on to the front one, and its flap hooking on\\nto the dashboard, so as to make a level surface\\nabout six feet by three inside. On this a mattress,\\nor cushions are spread, with pillows, and two\\npersons, if necessary, can lie, and sleep through\\nthe night, as much as the joltings and frequent\\nchanges of bullocks will allow. Under the seats\\nis a place for luggage.\\nThis is of a miscellaneous character, for there\\nare no hotels on the ordinary routes of travel\\nonly Traveller s Bungalows, or rest-houses,\\nunfurnished, or with simply beds, chairs, tables,\\nand crockery. The traveller must take his lunch\\nbox, well filled, and other necessaries along with\\nhim, and usually his servant to cook rice and\\ncurry for him at the bungalows, and attend to his\\nwants on the journey. One is never safe start-\\ning on a long journey without his sun umbrella,\\nmade of two thicknesses, white without and\\nblack within, and his pith topi or sun hat; for\\nhe may break down at midday, and have to walk\\nmiles to the nearest rest-house.\\nThe clock strikes 9 p. m. Boy! It is time\\nwe were off. Put in the Kusa (porous goglet)\\nof cold water, and light the coach lamps, or is it\\nbright enough moonlight to do without Yes\\nsir, done got Kusa in. White moonlight. Lamps\\nJ4a", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0168.jp2"}, "167": {"fulltext": "Oddities of Travel in India\\nnot need. All ready, sir. Very well. Jump\\non behind. And off we go.\\nThere is a seat on behind for a servant, with a\\nstrap for him to strap himself in, lest he fall off\\nin his sleep. The driver sits on the carriage pole,\\nfor the double purpose of putting weight on the\\nbullocks necks to hold down the light yoke,\\nwhich is only a round pole, with ropes for bows,\\nand also that he may be in a position to twist the\\nbullocks tails with his bare toes to make them\\nquicken their gait! This he does frequently, as\\neasier and more efficacious than whipping. The\\nbullocks jog along at about four miles an hour.\\nThis driver has good bullocks (they are his own)\\nand has obtained the privilege of taking me two\\nstages, or fifteen miles, so as to earn more money.\\nHe should be at the changing place at half-past\\ntwelve.\\nWe soon pass out from among the rice fields,\\nwhich surround the town, and pass the few\\nsugar-cane fields, and the more numerous millet\\nfields, now all bare and parched, out into the\\nopen stony country, and on into the ten miles of\\nopen jungle we have to cross to come to the next\\nvillage. Between my naps I am sure I hear the\\nboy snoring on the seat behind, and think I\\ndetect, every now and then, symptoms of the\\n149", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0169.jp2"}, "168": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\ndriver taking short naps, when suddenly I hear a\\nthud, and the wheels on the right side of the car-\\nriage seem to go over a big stone, or rather some\\nlarge, soft obstacle. 1 spring up and look out\\nunder the partly rolled up curtains just in time to\\nsee the brawny driver picking himself up and\\nshaking off the dust. The driver s seat on the\\npole is very small. He had got to sleep, and\\nwas nodding, and nodded so far over to the\\nright, as he sat sideways, as to precipitate him-\\nself whack onto the ground, frightening the\\nbullocks which jumped forward and both wheels\\nof the light conveyance passed over his body.\\nHe was thoroughly ashamed that he had got to\\nsleep while on duty and tumbled off, and was\\nafraid it would ruin his credit as a driver if it\\nwere known. I said nothing until he had limp-\\ningly caught up, and jumped on to his seat again\\nwithout the bullocks having stopped, and then I\\nsaid, Well, you nodded yourself off, didn t\\nyou I hope the wheels did not seriously hurt\\nyou. Oh, no, said he, for he did not know\\nthat I had seen it all, 1 have not been asleep. I\\ndidn t tumble off. 1 dropped my whip, and just\\njumped off and ran back to pick it up. That\\nwas all! When, half an hour later, we came\\nto the relay of bullocks and he was limping\\n150", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0170.jp2"}, "169": {"fulltext": "Oddities of Travel in India\\naround unhitching his, he explained that driv-\\ning in the night sometimes gave him lumbago\\nor rheumatism, and made him stiff and lame!\\nAnd this story he will doubtless tell his people,\\nwhen he gets home, to account for his sudden\\nlameness, so as not to be laughed at for getting\\nto sleep and tumbling off his seat. Poor fellow;\\nhe was sufficiently punished, and I shall not tell\\non him. I paid him his full hire, and a present\\nbesides, to procure liniment to apply to his lum-\\nbago\\nIn the next nineteen miles I had three changes\\nof bullocks and drivers. One of the other drivers\\ntumbled off when it was not his own fault. We\\nwere passing through another somewhat open\\njungle. The moon was just setting, and was ob-\\nscured by the clouds in the horizon, casting a\\nfaint, lurid light. The bullocks were going\\nalong quietly. The carriage made scarcely any\\nnoise to give warning of our approach. All at\\nonce a hyena, which had been crouching behind\\na bush, startled by our approach, darted out and\\nacross our pathway and wheeled and ran to our\\nrear. The bullocks, terrified by the sudden ap-\\nparition, dashed off. The driver lost control of\\nthem, though he had hold of the rope reins\\nwhich are attached to a ring in the nose of each\\n151", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0171.jp2"}, "170": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nbullock. They sprang to the opposite side of\\nthe road from which the hyena had gone. One\\nof the bullocks fell into a deep gutter that he was\\ntoo blinded by terror to notice, and the other\\nbullock head over heels on top of him, while the\\ndriver was pitched forward and fell partly be-\\ntween the prostrate oxen. No great harm was\\ndone. The ropes, which attached the yoke to the\\npole of the carriage, were soon repaired. The\\ndriver was unhurt, but this time it was the bull-\\nock that limped through the rest of its stage.\\nBy six o clock in the morning we had come\\nthirty-four miles, and arrived at the Bungalow\\nwhere I spend as much of the heat of the day as\\nI can spare from my journey. My servant pre-\\npares a hasty Chota hazri, or early breakfast,\\nand I put my carriage mattress on a cot, and get\\nsome of the sleep that I did not succeed in get-\\nting during the night. With the aid of my lunch\\nbox a good dinner is made ready by two o clock,\\nfor I must be off soon after three, to catch the\\ntrain that passes the nearest railway station,\\ntwenty-six miles from here, at lo p. m.\\nWhew! How hot it is, as I emerge from the\\nshady bungalow compound out into the dusty\\nstreet. It is only the middle of April, but all\\nvegetation seems killed, except the leaves of the\\n152", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0172.jp2"}, "171": {"fulltext": "Oddities of Travel in India\\ntrees, and they look as though they were going\\ninto a decline! Fields, pastures, meadows, not\\na particle of green upon one of them. Grass\\nroots have to be dug for the horses to eat, al-\\nthough they live chiefly on a kind of grain called\\ngram, a small bean. The unhappy cows and\\nmilch buffaloes wander around in the desperate\\nattempt to find some bit of half dried up grass\\nthey can pick, and looking forward longingly\\nfor the fodder of the last crop s millet straw,\\nwhich they will have as they come up to their\\nmaster s house to be milked at night. The sheep\\nare partially happy, and, the multitudinous flocks\\nof goats entirely so as they crop the leaves of the\\nstunted bushes in the dried up jungles. The\\nhens go panting around, with the mouth half\\nopen to breathe, vainly searching for the grass-\\nhoppers that cannot now find enough to support\\nlife, and waiting for the sundown to bring the\\nants out for them to prey upon. April and May\\nare, indeed, the dreariest, deadest months of the\\nwhole year. There is the dreariness of winter,\\nwith the heat of a furnace. There is not a cloud\\nin the brazen sky. Not a breath of air to blow\\naway the choking dust which the bullocks kick\\nup as they go. My black coat is fast becoming\\nwhite, and the heat in the carriage seems stifling.\\n153", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0173.jp2"}, "172": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nOver the carriage cover and sides is a covering of\\na double thickness of white cloth to intercept as\\nmuch as possible of the sun s direct rays, but\\nstill I only exist, rather than live, until the haze\\nof the horizon deadens the rays of the setting\\nsun.\\nAs darkness begins to come on I am in a\\nmountain pass, through which a carriage road\\nbears witness to much engineering skill. For\\nfive miles there is not the sign of a human habi-\\ntation, except that near the entrance is a strongly\\nbuilt police station, with its armed squad of po-\\nlice, placed there to protect travellers from the\\nDacoits, or robber banditti, proclaimed outlaws,\\nwho, every now and then traverse this region on\\ntheir marauding expeditions. The police mildly\\nsuggest to me that it would be safer if 1 would\\nstop over at the police station until near morn-\\ning, as native travellers usually do, but I point to\\nmy well-loaded revolver, which lies on my mat-\\ntress at my side, and tell the driver to go on.\\nThese Dacoits are unspeakably cruel in torturing\\ntheir unarmed victims until they will point out\\ntheir valuables secreted in their baggage, but\\nwhen it comes to cold lead from a European\\nrevolver, used by a fearless foreigner, they\\nare great cowards. It is well known that we\\n154", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0174.jp2"}, "173": {"fulltext": "Oddities of Travel in India\\nalways go armed through such places, and\\nthe knowledge of this fact mostly prevents\\nour having to use our weapons, for it prevents\\nour being attacked. I have taken the precau-\\ntion, however, to engage in advance a Masalji-\\nIVallah, or torch bearer, to run through this\\ndark pass with his flaming torch in front of the\\nbullocks. The Dacoits like to approach and at-\\ntack in total darkness, and besides, where torches\\nare borne in advance of a conveyance, it is prob-\\nable that there are armed Europeans in the con-\\nveyance. I pass over the ground unmolested,\\nand reach the railway station in ample time, se-\\ncure a place in a sleeping compartment, and\\nstart on at a pace somewhat more rapid than\\nthat of the oxen.\\nIt is now morning, and I am writing in the\\ntrain. I have had a very funny time of it since\\nthree o clock, but of that and of the further\\nevents of the journey I must write after I have\\ngiven a description of our train and the India\\nrailway arrangements.\\nWhat a sensation this train that I am travelling\\non would make if seen running from New York\\nto Philadelphia and Chicago, especially if people\\nalong the line were told that it was not an emi-\\ngrant train, but the great express and mail train!\\n155", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0175.jp2"}, "174": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nThis road, The Madras Railway, is reckoned\\none of the principal roads in India. It has nearly\\n800 miles of line, and is well built, with good\\nstations all along the line. It is a broad guage\\nrailway, and is subsidised by the Anglo-Indian\\ngovernment so as to be controlled by them for\\nmilitary purposes. The cars are built more the\\nshape of American freight cars, only not quite so\\nlong. They have no platforms at the ends, but\\nare coupled together like an American freight\\ntrain. Each car is divided into compartments,\\nentered at the side of the car, and reaching\\nacross. The seats face one another, and each\\nsingle compartment holds twelve persons when\\ncrowded full, one half of them riding backward.\\nThe train is made up of three kinds of passen-\\nger carriages, besides freight and baggage cars.\\nThe first-class passenger carriages, though of the\\nshape described above, and with doors and win-\\ndows in the side only, are better built than the\\nothers, and are all arranged so as to turn into\\nsleeping cars at night. They are cushioned with\\nleather-covered hair cushions, but not usually\\nwith spring seats. The second-class carriages\\nhave no cushions, simply board seats. Shelves\\nare made to raise up, like the shelves of a pantry,\\nthree on each side, one above another, so that\\n156", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0176.jp2"}, "175": {"fulltext": "Oddities of Travel in India\\nsix passengers can lie down comfortably, if they\\nhave brought along their own mattresses and\\npillows, in each compartment. If there are more\\nthan six in one compartment some must sit up.\\nThe third-class carriages are, many of them,\\nall in one compartment, with fixed wooden\\nbenches, and with no glass windows at the\\nsides, simply rough Venetians to slide up and\\ndown; nothing to keep out dust, and no double\\nroof. The first and second-class carriages have\\ndouble roofs and both glass and Venetian win-\\ndows to protect passengers from sun-stroke on\\nthe journey.\\nThe fares are; first-class four and one-half\\ncents, second-class, one and three-fourth cents,\\nthird-class, one-half cent per mile. This last is\\nnot expensive travelling. It would be equal to\\ngoing through from New York to Chicago for\\n$4.50, but, strange to say, this railway makes\\nnearly all its profits, so far as passenger traffic is\\nconcerned, from its third-class passengers, at half\\na cent a mile. For the third-class carriages are al-\\nmost always full, and often crowded, while as\\noften the first and second-class are half or three-\\nfourths empty, and sometimes a first-class car-\\nriage will go through a hundred miles entirely\\nempty, or with but one passenger in it. Many\\n157", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0177.jp2"}, "176": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\ntrains run with one small first-class carriage, one\\nsecond, and from eight to twelve third. The old\\nsaying on the continent used to be that only\\nlords, Americans, and fools travel first-class.\\nHere the higher English officials are obliged to\\ntravel first-class to keep up their dignity! A few\\nwealthy natives nabobs also go that way to cut\\na swell. The majority of foreigners, however,\\nand Eurasians (half-castes) go in the more demo-\\ncratic second-class, and also a fair number of\\nwell-to-do natives, but they usually prefer to take\\na separate compartment from the Europeans.\\nThe multitude, consisting of the poorer Eurasians,\\nand of Brahmins, Sudras and Pariahs, priests and\\npeople, artisans, traders, farmers, coolies, crowd\\ninto the cheaper and more popular third-class\\ncarriages. Being thus huddled together is a great\\nleveller of old caste prejudices, and the railway\\nthus becomes something of an educator of the\\npeople.\\nThere is no means of communicating with the\\nconductor, or chief guard as he is here called,\\nwhile the train is in motion. Every fifty miles\\nthe train stops by a platform long enough for the\\nticket inspectors to come along by the win-\\ndows and inspect the tickets of all the pas-\\nsengers, to see that none are travelling without\\n153", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0178.jp2"}, "177": {"fulltext": "Oddities of Travel in India\\ntickets, and on alighting from a train you have to\\ngive up your ticket as you pass out of the gate.\\nThere is, however, in each compartment, placed\\nconspicuously, a glass dial with an electric bell-\\npush under the glass, and printed instructions at-\\ntached to tell you that if any accident occurs to\\nyour car while the train is in motion you must\\nbreak the glass and press on the bell-push.\\nThis communicates with an electric bell on the\\nlocomotive, and the train is brought to a stand-\\nstill, and the guard rushes along outside inquiring\\nas to what has gone wrong!\\nAt ten o clock last evening I finished my sixty\\nmiles journey with bullocks to the railway sta-\\ntion, and awaited the incoming of this train. As\\nit slowed up the chief guard sprang upon the\\nstation platform to see what passengers were to\\nbe accommodated. Finding me with a second-\\nclass ticket, and some twenty natives with third-\\nclass, he called to the under gaurd to crowd\\nthose into the already well-filled third-class car-\\nriages, and proceeded to unlock the door of a\\nsecond-class compartment and assigned me a\\nplace on the upper shelf, the other shelves be-\\ning already occupied. Spreading my small travel-\\nling mattress on the shelf, and placing my pillows\\nand shawl thereon and my other small luggage at\\n159", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0179.jp2"}, "178": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nmy feet, I climbed up and lay down. The guard\\nshut and locked the door, and the train moved\\non.\\nAt one o clock we came to the junction of one\\nof the chief branches of this road, where it took\\ntwenty minutes to make the necessary change\\nof passengers and luggage, amid such a hubbub\\nthat a stranger to it would have thought that\\nbedlam had broken loose. Hindus cannot ac-\\ncomplish much without double the noise of even\\nFrenchmen. All of my fellow-passengers in this\\ncompartment left, and the train moved on with\\nme as its sole occupant until about three o clock,\\nwhen we come to a large town where probably\\n100 passengers leave, and as many more get on.\\nThe train stops here twenty minutes. Soon the\\ndoor of my compartment is unlocked and opened\\nby the under guard, and I hear a burly European\\nvoice arguing with him. I hear the guard, a na-\\ntive, saying to him in English, No, I can t. See,\\nthere is a gentleman asleep in the upper berth.\\nWell, then, go and call the chief guard, is the\\nresponse. I appear to be sound asleep and do\\nnot move. The chief guard, a native also,\\ncomes, peers in, and says, No, I can t doit.\\nWell, then, I ll see the station master, is the\\nreply. The station master, a portly native offi-\\n160", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0180.jp2"}, "179": {"fulltext": "Oddities of Travel in India\\ncial, comes and looks in, (I am still apparently\\nasleep) and says, No, I can t disturb that gentle-\\nman after he has paid his fare and been assigned\\nto his berth. It is contrary to our rules. You\\nwill have to put your wife and children in the\\nladies compartment, right here in this same car-\\nriage, and yourself take a berth in here. After\\nten minutes more wrangling, to which I pay no\\nattention, a rug is put in on the opposite lower\\nseat, a portly form seems to lie down on it, and\\nwe move off. Every time we stop there are mut-\\nterings and imprecations on the guards, the sta-\\ntion master, and the railway, but I appear to\\nsleep on.\\nA little before sunrise, at a quarter to six here\\nat this season, I appear to wake up, climb down\\nfrom my exalted position, spread my mattress\\ncushion on the lower seat, let down the upper\\nshelves, take out my writing, and begin to pen\\nfurther notes on my journey. But it is no use.\\nMy burly companion has been bottled up too\\nlong. He must talk or burst. I lay down my\\nwriting pad and pencil a moment to look in the\\nrailway guide, and out it comes; Going far.?\\nif I may ask the question. Only to the next\\njunction on this train, is my reply. That is fif-\\nteen miles ahead. This express mail train runs\\n161", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0181.jp2"}, "180": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\njust twenty miles an hour! So it will take us\\nthree-quarters of an hour to get there.\\nThen do you take the other railway from\\nthere? I intend doing so. As far as?\\nI smile and name the next junction, where I will\\nhave to change cars the second time. Yes, glad\\nto hear it. What do you suppose that humorous\\nAmerican, Artemus Ward, would have said to\\nsuch a railway as this, and to these miserable\\ncarriages? Do you really suppose they are as\\ngood as those he characterised as second-hand\\ncoffins You have heard of Artemus Ward I\\npresume?\\nI admitted having heard of such a person.\\nWell, he says and here he proceeded to\\nquote that celebrated author s opinions on vari-\\nous questions connected with railway travel-\\nling; and suddenly brought up with Your\\nname, please I meekly give it. I have heard\\nmuch of the world famed inquisitiveness of the\\nYankee traveller. I see at a glance that my com-\\npanion is an Englishman, as proves to be the\\ncase, and I determine to humour him, and see\\nhow far he will go.\\nMy name is Jackson, he proceeds, William\\nJackson, at your service. I hold such and such\\nan office in the town this train stopped at, about\\n162", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0182.jp2"}, "181": {"fulltext": "Oddities of Travel in India\\nthree o clock this morning. I ve got a wife and\\nfive children with me on the train. I bowed my\\nacknowledgments for this interesting piece of\\ninformation, and my loquacious friend proceeded:\\nThis railway is a wretched concern, terribly\\nmismanaged, with a fearfully inefficient staff of\\nofficials and employees. They demand high\\nfares from their passengers, (he was paying one\\nand three-fourth cents a mile) and yet they won t\\naccommodate you a bit. Now I tried my best to\\nget the station master and the guards to vacate this\\ncompartment when I got on the train, and let\\nmy wife and children and self have it to our-\\nselves, but, bless you, they wouldn t do it. I\\nkept at the station master the whole ten minutes\\nthe train was waiting, trying to make him clear\\nit out and give it to us. (This meant, of course,\\nturning me out bag, baggage, and bedding at\\nthree a. m.) but he was not accommodating a\\nbit. Now on the Railway you can make\\nthe station master do anything you wish, but this\\nfellow would not oblige us, but made my wife\\nand children go into the ladies compartment next\\n(divided from this by a thin board partition) and\\nput me in here alone, when I might have had my\\nfamily with me all this time. It s too bad! I\\nassented that it was rather hard lines.\\n163", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0183.jp2"}, "182": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nDo you know Mr. So and So he resumed.\\nI admit that I know them. They are somewhat\\nold friends of mine. You come from where?\\nWith a scarcely suppressed grin I let him start\\non the catechism again, curious to see where he\\nwould run. His questions took a wide range\\nand he pushed them with vigour. 1 found myself\\ntrying to recall my wife s maternal grandmother s\\nmaiden name, to be ready when that question\\nshould come, when a shriek from the locomotive\\nannounces our near approach to the junction, and\\ngives me a great relief. Talk to me about in-\\nquisitive loquacious Yankee travellers after this!\\nI never saw one that would come within shoot-\\ning distance of this Englishman, though I confess\\nsuch specimens are rare. So I suspect the typ-\\nical Yankee specimens are.\\nNow the subject changes. He is also going to\\ntake the other railway here; but our train is\\ntwenty-five minutes behind time, and he is per-\\nfectly sure we will miss our connection, you\\nknow, for the two companies are at loggerheads,\\nand won t wait for one another at all; and what\\nmakes the matter worse is that to-day he is going\\non unusually important business, and he pauses\\nfor me to ask what that very important business\\nis, but I do not take the hint. I have something\\n164", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0184.jp2"}, "183": {"fulltext": "Oddities of Travel in India\\nmore important to do. Through the open win-\\ndow I see that the train of the other road is wait-\\ning at its station, not ten rods from the one we\\nare to stop at.\\nI get all my things ready, strap up my mat-\\ntress, pillows and shawls, and the moment the\\ntrain slows up, I motion with a coin in my hand\\nto three cooly porters, toss out my luggage to\\nthem, which they seize, and follow me up\\nover the bridge that goes over our train, and\\nover the multitudinous tracks, and so on to the\\nticket office of the other road. I secure my ticket\\nand get to the place for weighing luggage before\\nany of our other passengers appear. On to the\\nscales are piled my valise, bag, lunch box, mat-\\ntress, umbrella, boots and pith hat! for every-\\nthing must be weighed and extra paid for every\\npound in excess of sixty pounds, the limit of\\nbaggage allowed free to second-class passengers.\\nI secure my receipt for that and the coolies bring\\nmy belongings on with me to the farthest\\nforward second-class compartment, put the valise\\nand bag and lunch box under the seat, receive\\ntheir promised present, make their profound\\nsalaams, and run off to seek another job. I select\\nthe front compartment, for, if my catechetical\\nfriend should succeed in making the transfer with\\n165", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0185.jp2"}, "184": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nhis family, I do not particularly desire that he\\nshould find me, and resume the domestic cate-\\nchism, or talk me into a premature grave. I mop\\noff the perspiration from my face, for the ther-\\nmometer stands already between 90\u00c2\u00b0 and 100\u00c2\u00b0 in\\nthe shade at 6:30 a. m., and settle down for\\na thoroughly uncomfortable day, for I have to\\ntravel all day over some of the hottest plains of\\nSouth India.\\nWe are now on the narrow guage or metre\\nguage line known as the South India railway.\\nThe cars, or carriages, are much smaller; the lo-\\ncomotive much lighter and less powerful; the\\ntrack not nearly so heavy, and the bridges of\\nmuch cheaper construction, and as a consequence\\nthe speed at which trains are allowed to run is\\nless, and the fare is less. An effort is being made\\nto open out larger stretches of country with the\\nsame capital and the results are proving the wis-\\ndom of the experiment, but the traveller must be\\nmore patient, for it takes longer to run a hundred\\nmiles, and the comfort is less, for the train shakes\\nand vibrates more.\\nAbout eleven o clock we run into the Trichinop-\\noly Junction, and here a half hour is given us for\\nbreakfast, for up to this time we have not had a\\nchance to get anything to eat. We find a fairly\\n166", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0186.jp2"}, "185": {"fulltext": "Oddities of Travel in India\\ngood breakfast on the table, for the guard had\\ntelegraphed ahead the number of those who\\nwished breakfast. In half an hour we are off on\\nthe other train which runs to Tuticorin, and this\\nis perhaps the most arid, certainly the hottest part\\nof our journey. In spite of the double roof of\\nthe cars, in spite of the double windows, to keep\\nout the heat, the thermometer soon passes the\\nhundred mark; at one p. m., it has passed 103\u00c2\u00b0\\nand goes on feeling its way toward 1 10\u00c2\u00b0. No\\ncrops are on the parched fields except where irri-\\ngation allows rice to be grown, and that is very\\nrarely on this arid stretch.\\nThe native villages we pass by, with their\\nstreets of mud wall, thatch roof houses, look hot\\nenough to burst out blazing from the sun s heat\\nalone. When one house does take fire from any\\ncause the whole village will be consumed in an\\nhour. Many of the trees stand entirely without\\nleaves, for the deciduous trees cast their leaves in\\nthe hot dry season instead of in winter, as in a\\ncold climate.\\nBy four p. m., we have reached the end of our\\nrailway journey at a station with a name as long\\nas a whiplash, viz, Ammayanayakanur! Thirty\\nrods from the station is a Travellers Bungalow\\nwhich is so much patronised that a butler is kept\\n167", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0187.jp2"}, "186": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nthere, who supplies meals to travellers who\\ntelegraph him in advance, as I did. Thither\\nI go with my belongings, and have time to\\nwash up and rest a little before taking dinner\\nat five p. M., for I do not wish to start on my\\nbullock transit journey until the sun nears the\\nhorizon.\\nIt is thirty-two miles hence to the foot of the\\nghat, or steep pathway up the mountain. A\\ngood road has been constructed by the govern-\\nment, and rival native companies have organised\\nlines of transits, to take passengers through.\\nA bullock transit here consists of a two-\\nwheeled cart with heavy wheels, with a box\\nseven feet long and nearly a yard wide, over\\nwhich is a woven bamboo cover. The body of\\nthe cart rests on stiff, unyielding springs attached\\nto the axle, and in it is usually placed a bundle of\\nfresh rice straw for the passenger, or passengers\\nto lie on, and which the bullocks will eat at the\\nend of the journey. The passenger puts his\\nresai, or light travelling mattress, or a rug\\nover the loose straw, and getting in himself and\\nlying down, with his luggage at his feet and\\nside, he gives the word to be off. The driver\\nsprings onto his seat in front, with his bare feet\\nhanging down so that he can with his toes grasp\\n168", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0188.jp2"}, "187": {"fulltext": "Oddities of Travel in India\\nthe tails of the bullocks and twist them to make\\nthem go, and off we start.\\nBeing weary I was just falling into a doze\\nwhen a rattling, whirring, metallic sound makes\\nme spring up and look out; there in the dim\\nlight I see the tire of one of the wheels running\\noff and tipping over into the ditch at the side of\\nthe road. A shout brings the driver to a halt,\\nand in dismay he sees the mishap. An empty\\ntransit soon comes up, to my delight at first, but\\nit proves to belong to the rival line, and with\\njeers and chuckles he drives on. The oxen are\\nunhitched, and the cart left to stand until the\\ndriver goes to the town we had just passed, and,\\nafter a long time, appears with another transit, a\\nvery poor one, but in I get with my luggage and\\nwe are on our way again. Every six miles the\\nbullocks are changed, and I strike a match, look\\nat my watch, and, if the driver has made good\\ntime, give him a present, and tell the coming\\ndriver that he will have one if he drives well,\\nand not without. Cat-naps are secured between,\\nif the jolting is not too great, and at last the\\ntransit journey is ended.\\nAt two A. M. we arrive at the tope, or grove at\\nthe foot of the ascent, and there, sleeping on the\\nbare ground under the trees, in the moonlight,\\n169", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0189.jp2"}, "188": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nare the twelve coolies I had previously arranged\\nfor, for the ascent. Four of them are to take my\\nluggage, and eight are to carry me up the twelve\\nmiles, climbing nearly 7,000 feet. One can ride\\nup on a scraggy country pony, if he can endure\\nit, or go up sitting upright in a chair, borne with\\npoles, on the shoulders of six men, four at a\\ntime, and the other two changing with them.\\nBut as I am too ill and weak to sit up for so long,\\nI have ordered a dooly, which is something like a\\nshort hammock hung to a long bamboo, and\\nborne by two men in front, and two behind, the\\nothers coming along and changing every mile or\\nhalf mile where very steep. If it is dark, a torch\\nbearer goes in front, but there is a bright moon\\nto-night.\\nThe first five miles is up a valley by the side of\\na winding brook, and the ascent is very gentle,\\nand good time is made. Then comes a mile of\\nstiff climbing and the bearers put one down on\\nthe ground by a spring, announcing that they are\\ngoing to have some breakfast. Often too they\\nwill slip away out of call and lie down and take\\na nap, leaving you with your hammock lying on\\nthe ground. But at last they return, and take\\nyou up, and after another half hour you come to\\nthe beginning of the famous zigzags up the face\\n170", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0190.jp2"}, "189": {"fulltext": "Oddities of Travel in India\\nof the rocky mountain, which have been made at\\nno small cost.\\nThere are sixty-seven zigs, and sixty-seven\\nzags, in this one place, and as the sun has\\nnow risen and is shining hot upon you the as-\\ncent is very wearisome. At their top another\\nspring is reached, and another halt is made, and\\nthen, in four miles more of less steep climb-\\ning, with the sun pouring so hot upon one that\\nhe hardly realises that he has reached the cooler\\nclimate, you at last ascend the last zigzag to the\\neastern crest of the summit, and, passing under\\nthe shade of the trees, you are glad to put your\\novercoat on, as you dismount and look down\\nupon the beautiful lake lying at 7,000 feet above\\nthe sea, and realise that you are in the climate of\\nsouthern France in early summer, for the ther-\\nmometer stands in the shade at 60\u00c2\u00b0 which is\\nlower than you have seen it on the plains even in\\nthe coolest months, and you admit that a deli-\\ncious climate and beautiful scenery and a grateful\\nbreeze reward you for your long, hot, wearisome\\nsixty hours journey.\\n171", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0191.jp2"}, "190": {"fulltext": "XVII\\nA MISSIONARY SANITARIUM IN INDIA\\nKoDAiKANAL is, perhaps, of all the sanitaria of\\nIndia, the one most advantageous for, and the\\none most patronised by missionaries. It is about\\n7,200 feet above the sea, on the summit of the\\nPalani, or Pulney Mountains, which separate the\\nfertile Madura district of the Madras presidency\\nfrom the native kingdom of Travancore. The\\nPulney s, as they are called, are some forty miles\\nlong by twenty broad, and are a part of the\\nmountain range, reaching from near Cape\\nComorin up to the north of Bombay, parallel\\nwith the sea of Arabia, and from twenty to sixty\\nmiles from its shore, and known in geographies\\nas The Western Ghats. The Nilgiris and Mah-\\nableshwar are the more northern elevations of\\nthe same mountain range.\\nHalf a century ago two of the missionaries of\\nthe Madura mission of the A. B. C. F. M., whose\\nstations were near the base of these almost pre-\\ncipitous mountains, determined to accomplish\\ntheir ditficult ascent, to visit and preach to the\\n172", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0192.jp2"}, "191": {"fulltext": "I\u00e2\u0080\u0094 I\\nH\\nt\u00e2\u0080\u0094 t\\nQ\\nQ\\no", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0193.jp2"}, "192": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0194.jp2"}, "193": {"fulltext": "A Missionary Sanitarium\\nfew mountaineers, and see what the climate\\nmight be, and whether it were not possible to\\nhave a sanitarium thus near them, in which to\\ntake refuge sometimes in the burning heat, or\\nwhen ill, and thus avoid, perhaps, an absolute\\nbreakdown and an expensive journey to the\\nhome land for restoration.\\nFinding some of the hill people who had\\nbrought their wares to the periodical market at\\nthe mission station at the foot of the mountain,\\nthey induced them to pilot them, and carry for\\nthem a small amount of necessities up the diffi-\\ncult footpath utilised by the mountaineers. On\\nreaching the summit they found a natural basin,\\nwhose bottom was about 6,900 feet above sea-\\nlevel, with numerous springs of water bursting\\nout of the sides of the hills that surrounded the\\nbasin, whose round and grassy summits were\\n7,300 to 7,700 feet above sea-level, and on whose\\nsides were groves of forest trees.\\nChoosing a site in a grove 100 feet above the\\nlittle brook, fed by all these pellucid springs, they\\nerected a simple hut, with thatched roof and\\nwattle and daub sides, and spent some days\\nin it, testing the climate, exploring the hills, and\\npreaching to the people they found in the few\\nmountain hamlets. It were interesting to trace\\n173", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0195.jp2"}, "194": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nthe experiences they had and their efforts to find\\na feasible coolie-path or bridle-road, up which\\ncoolies with loads, and ponies with riders, and\\ndonkeys with packs could come suffice it to say\\nthat ere many years had elapsed, by the aid of the\\ndistrict government officials, a passable coolie-\\nghat, and bridle-path, zigzagging up twelve miles\\nfrom the foot, had been constructed, and a dam\\nbuilt, at small cost, across a narrow spot, turn-\\ning the little brook into a beautiful lake, three\\nmiles around at the water s edge, into which fish\\nwere speedily introduced, and a few inexpensive\\nhouses had been erected by the Madras mission*\\naries and the government officials of the district,\\nwho appreciated for themselves, and especially\\nfor their wives and children, the boon of having\\nwithin a night s journey a change of temperature\\nfrom 100\u00c2\u00b0 in the shade on the plain, to 60\u00c2\u00b0 or 66\u00c2\u00b0\\nby the little lake on the mountain.\\nThis was the origin of the now well-known\\nsanitarium of Kodaikanal. For many years its\\ninaccessibility to all but those in the adjacent dis-\\ntricts militated against its growth, for a journey\\nof 350 miles by bullock bandy from Madras across\\nthe scorching plains to the foot of the mountains\\nwould prove too much for many an invalid, who\\nmight otherwise be saved and restored by its in-\\n174", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0196.jp2"}, "195": {"fulltext": "A Missionary Sanitarium\\nvigourating climate; and other sanitaria more\\nreadily accessible were patronised far more.\\nNow, however, th^re is a railway from Madras\\nto Tuticorin, near Cape Comorin, passing within\\nthirty-two miles of the foot of the mountain,\\nfrom which bandies (covered carts), drawn by\\nrelays of trotting bullocks, bring one by night, in\\nfrom six to eight hours, to a little traveller s bun-\\ngalow at the beginning of the ascent, whence\\nstarting before daylight one can come up in a\\nchair or dooly borne by eight coolies, or can ride\\nup on a scrubby country pony, making the\\ntwelve miles climb, including the loo zigzags, in\\nfive or six hours.\\nHouses, built of stone found in abundance on\\nthe spot in broken masses, as though already\\nquarried, with red clay as mortar, have been\\nerected among the trees on all the hillsides around\\nthe lake, and have been steadily creeping up from\\nnear the lake level until now the tops of the hills,\\n7,300 and 7,500 feet high, are utilised as building\\nsites. The government astronomer kindly in-\\nforms me that the government reckoning of the\\nheight of Kodaikanal is 7,209 feet above the sea-\\nlevel, which I take to be the mean height of the\\nresidential portion of this mountain resort. The\\ngreat Government Observatory for India now\\n175", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0197.jp2"}, "196": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nerecting is on a hill 7,700 feet high, overlooking\\nthe lake from the west.\\nIt is singular that nearly all the great sanitaria\\nof India, North and South, are at practically the\\nsame elevation above the sea Simla being\\n7,116, Darjeeling 7,168, Ootacamund 7,271, Ko-\\ndaikanal 7,209; while Mussurie, Nynee Tal,\\nMahableshwar, Coonoor, and the Shevaroys are\\na few hundred feet lower.\\nKodaikanal has less non-missionary visitors\\nthan the other great sanitaria. Simla is the sum-\\nmer capital of the Viceroy, Darjeeling of Bengal,\\nNynee Tal of the Northwest Provinces, Mah-\\nableshwar of Bombay, and Ootacamund of Ma-\\ndras, and hosts of government officials with\\ntheir families accompany the governors there,\\nand other Europeans swarm those places. In\\nthem all, and in others also, large and increasing\\nnumbers of missionaries too are found each\\nseason, obtaining a new lease of life for more\\nvigorous work on the plains.\\nKodaikanal, however, is a smaller and more\\nquiet place. There is less of fashion; it is less\\nexpensive; it is more restful. Its climate is less\\ndamp than many of the hill stations. Being\\nnearer the equator, in latitude 10\u00c2\u00b0 15 north, its\\nclimate varies but little in different seasons of the\\n176", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0198.jp2"}, "197": {"fulltext": "A Missionary Sanitarium\\nyear. The thermometer loo feet above the lake\\nnever goes below 40\u00c2\u00b0 in the cold months; it\\nnever rises above 76\u00c2\u00b0 in the hot months. In\\nJanuary and February frost is seen on the shores\\nof the lake, but never 100 feet above. In April\\nand May, the hottest months here, I have not\\nseen the mercury above 75\u00c2\u00b0 nor below 60\u00c2\u00b0, vary-\\ning thus less than fifteen degrees night and day,\\nweek in and week out. Essentially the same as\\nto the temperature during the hot months of the\\nyear, might be said of nearly all the great sani-\\ntaria of India. There is not the real tonic effect\\nof frost upon the system. It does not build one\\nup who is much run down, as a winter in the\\ntemperate zone does; but an occasional change\\nto one of these sanitaria is exceedingly helpful in\\npreventing the utter breakdown that has\\nwrecked many a promising missionary career\\ntoo near its beginning.\\nMissionary societies have come to appreciate\\nthe economy, both in health to the missionary\\nand in money to their supporters, in having a\\nsanitarium where their missionaries, jaded by\\nmonths of incessant work in touring, preaching,\\nschool work, looking after the sick, working up\\nmore and more in the languages of the people,\\nand, what so burdened the Apostle Paul, the\\n177", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0199.jp2"}, "198": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\ncare of all the churches, could come for six or\\neight weeks of respite both from heat and from\\nwearing work, and recuperate the worn physical\\nand mental powers. It prolongs the years of\\nservice; it saves the hves of experienced mission-\\naries, and prevents the necessity of so rapidly\\nreplacing them by novices. It forestalls the cost\\nof many a long sea journey to the native land to\\nsave a life that would otherwise be sacrificed.\\nThe American Board, the leader in this wise\\nmovement, has been so convinced of this, that\\nfor more than thirty years it has provided a suffi-\\ncient number of houses, inexpensive but com-\\nfortable, so that every member of their large\\nMadura mission can find room here through\\nApril and May, the two most trying of the eight\\nhot months of the year. These houses are then\\nrented, as far as possible, during the remaining\\nhot months, to others, usually the families of\\ngovernment and railway officials and European\\nbusiness men, and thus the expense of keeping\\nup the houses is mostly met, and there is no\\ndrain on the contributions of the home churches\\nfor missionary purposes. Other missionary\\nboards and societies are fast falling into line in\\naffording these facilities, considering it in the in-\\nterest of the truest economy so to do.\\n178", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0200.jp2"}, "199": {"fulltext": "A Missionary Sanitarium\\nA missionary census of Kodaikanal, completed\\nto-day, shows that there have come up so far,\\nand are now in Kodaikanal, 170 missionaries,\\nwith sixty-two children, or 2-^2 in all, of mission-\\nary families, representing fourteen different mis-\\nsionary societies, American, British, and German;\\nin numbers the English being first and the Ameri-\\ncans a close second; the Germans, Swedes,\\nAustralians, and Canadians being fewer.\\nIt is not for a simple play spell that all\\nthese missionaries come up. Some indeed come\\nso run down and ill that they must have abso-\\nlute rest. Others come for change and recuper-\\nation with work, which they are able to bring up\\nwith them. The going over and valuing of hun-\\ndreds of examination papers of the missionary\\ncolleges and schools whose spring term closes as\\ntheir principals and teachers come up for the va-\\ncation, or the yearly examination papers of our\\nnative assistants who, each in his own village,\\ncarry on Biblical and theological studies through\\nthe year; the bringing up of arrears of corre-\\nspondence and accounts; the preparation or re-\\nvision of vernacular tracts and books; with\\nyoung missionaries, the more vigorous study of\\nthe language; important committee work, that\\ncan be done better here than in the whirl of work\\n179", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0201.jp2"}, "200": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nbelow; these and other matters demand a good\\nportion of the time of all who are able to work.\\nThere is another most important advantage\\nhere to the isolated missionaries coming from\\nscattered stations, who have little means of\\nspiritual uplift through the year, except in private\\nstudy and in the closet.\\nEvery year there is held here, in May, a four\\ndays convention for the deepening of spiritual\\nlife, to which we look forward with joy as one\\nof the chief blessings of our sojourn. This year\\nit was held May 7th to 10th inclusive, and was\\nunder the stimulating leadership of Dr. W. W.\\nWhite, of Mr. Moody s Biblical Institute, Chi-\\ncago, who has been giving two years of excep-\\ntional service to the young men of India. At\\neach of our two daily sessions it was grand to\\nsee the earnest, joyous countenances of the mis-\\nsionaries that filled the American mission church,\\nwhile we together considered the themes Christ,\\nthe Bible, the Holy Spirit, Prayer, and seemed to\\nparticipate in the promised fullness.\\nThis week the annual Kodaikanal missionary\\nconference meets for three days, for discussing\\nimportant missionary problems, preparation for\\nwhich has been made throughout the year. The\\nsessions close with a united missionary breakfast\\n180", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0202.jp2"}, "201": {"fulltext": "A Missionary Sanitarium\\nin a grove, at which above 1 50 missionaries will\\nbe present and partake of food physical, and in-\\ntellectual as well, in the after-breakfast speeches,\\nand draw closer the bonds of missionary comity\\nand loving friendship ere, next week, most of us\\ngo back to our more or less solitary stations, with\\nnew vows of consecration to Him who has given\\nus so much of joy and uplift on these, His de-\\nlectable mountains, for His glorious service.\\n181", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0203.jp2"}, "202": {"fulltext": "XVIII\\nHOW THE CUT CUTS\\nYes. I think I can answer the question asked\\nme as to What Retrenchment Means in India,\\nfor I have recently met, in conference, mission-\\naries of fourteen different societies and we have\\ncompared notes. We have told one another of\\nour joys, yes, and of our sorrows and disappoint-\\nments too, for on many of those missions the\\naxe of retrenchment has fallen, fallen heavily,\\nsince from ten to thirty-three per cent, of the\\nannual expenditure for work on the field has, in\\nseveral instances, been cut off by the cut of re-\\ntrenchment, and from the fullness of their hearts\\nand mine I speak.\\nSelf-support among the mission churches\\nis, it is true, the apostolic plan, and none are\\nworking harder toward that end than the mis-\\nsionaries who are pushing the founding of native\\nchurches in India. To our joy steady progress\\nis being made. In church after church in India a\\nmajority of the members give one-tenth of their\\nincome for church support and evangelistic effort.\\n182", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0204.jp2"}, "203": {"fulltext": "How the Cut Cuts\\nIs that exceeded in happy, Christian America?\\nBut even that tenth makes but a small aggregate\\nhere, for the average income is so scant. To\\nthe poor is the gospel preached, has always\\nbeen the glory of Christianity. Even under the\\npreaching of the apostles, not many mighty,\\nnot many noble were called. In India, too, God\\nhath chosen the weak things of the world to\\nconfound the mighty. But the mighty are not\\nyet confounded. It is still the weak. As yet\\nthose of our converts who have any property are,\\nusually, in some way, stripped of it all, on em-\\nbracing Jesus Christ as their Saviour. In few of\\nour up-country congregations is the average total\\nincome of our members equal to seven dollars\\nper month, while in hosts of our small village\\ncongregations the total income, per family, is not\\ntwenty-five dollars per year. And in these last\\nthree famine years often the village catechist, or\\npastor, himself on a salary of from three to six\\ndollars per month for self and family, has had,\\nout of that sum, to keep a pot of conjee, or\\ngruel, boiling all the day, to deal out a little to\\nthe hungry or starving of his flock, or of in-\\nquirers.\\nWhat does retrenchment mean in India I\\nwill give you a few composite photographs taken\\n183", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0205.jp2"}, "204": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nfrom those working in different missions, and\\nfrom these safe general conclusions may be\\ndrawn, without a tedious array of statistics.\\nTHE DISAPPOINTED HOPE\\nGood news, wife, good news, called Mr.\\nG., as he sprang from the horse on which he had\\nridden twenty-three miles from a trip in the dis-\\ntrict. The people of three hamlets near Kotur\\nhave given up their idols, pledged themselves to\\nobserve the Sabbath, and to obey all Christian\\nteachings so fast as they are taught them. They\\npromise to send their children to school to learn\\nto read the Bible and Christian books, and 1 have\\npromised to give them two teachers, for two of\\nthe hamlets are near each other, and one school\\nwill do for both. They are in hereditary servi-\\ntude to the head man of the neighbouring caste\\ntown, and are wretchedly poor, but they seem to\\nbe really in earnest. We shall get hold of their\\nchildren, even if we do not make very intelligent\\nChristians out of the older people. Now if that\\nextra $200 that I asked for in the new year s ap-\\npropriation comes, it will just cover the abso-\\nlutely necessary outlay in these three villages,\\nand in the two that I received last month,\\neighteen miles south. There is evidently a\\n184", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0206.jp2"}, "205": {"fulltext": "How the Cut Cuts\\nmovement toward Christianity among these\\ndown-trodden people, and if we can only pro-\\nvide them with teachers, we shall see a grand in-\\ngathering. Thank God for giving us this open-\\ning, for which we have long been praying and\\nworking.\\nHis wife tried to look glad, but failed, as she\\nled him in for the cup of tea and slice of toast\\nshe had prepared since seeing him come over the\\nknoll a mile away, and until he had had this re-\\nfreshment she would not tell him of the home\\nmail, with its freight of crushing news that had\\ncome during his absence.\\nHe needed the refreshment, for even then his\\nhands trembled as he held the letter and read the\\nimperative orders for a ten per cent, retrench-\\nment on the last year s expenditure, instead of\\nhis hoped-for expansion, and then, putting his\\nhead on his hands, the strong man sobbed.\\nThen these seekers to whom 1 have promised\\nthe bread of life must go back and feed on their\\nold ashes. O God, what does Thy Church\\nmean thus to play fast and loose with thirsty\\nsouls to send me to proclaim in all this dis-\\ntrict Ho, every one that thirsteth, come ye to\\nthe waters, and then strike the cup of the water\\nof life from their lips as they bend to drink.\\n185", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0207.jp2"}, "206": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nMerciful Jesus, show Thy Church what they are\\ndoing.\\nTHE ABANDONED MISSION SCHOOL\\nThe heart of Mr. K., missionary at Tenevur,\\nhad been greatly gladdened two years before, by\\nthe reception of a petition from the town of\\nBibinagar, twenty miles west, signed by the\\nleading inhabitants, Brahmans, merchants, arti-\\nsans, farmers, begging him to take under his\\ncharge, as a mission school, an Anglo-vernacular\\nschool which they had established a few years\\nbefore for the education of their sons. They ex-\\npressed their perfect willingness to have him in-\\ntroduce the Bible, as a text-book, in each class,\\nevery day, for they had noticed that the study of\\nthe Bible elevated the character of those who\\nstudied it, even though they did not become\\nChristians.\\nHe found these people in earnest. The fees\\npaid by the boys entirely supplied the salaries of\\nthe present masters. The missionary put in bet-\\nter teachers and added a new Bible master. In\\ntwo years the people had grown to appreciate\\nthe school so much that higher fees could be\\ncollected. But, with the Bible master, it still\\nrequired $ioo per year from mission funds to\\nkeep it up. It was worth it. Christianity was\\n186", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0208.jp2"}, "207": {"fulltext": "How the Cut Cuts\\ngaining its first footliold in tliat town, in that\\nfalulc, or county. The people were listening with\\nrespect, and attention, and interest, to the weekly\\niheT^a heavy letter came from the Home\\nBoard; heavy with heartache. Retrenchment,\\nimmediate, must be made at all the stations.\\nThe proportion falling on Tenevflr was Rs.\\n000 (three hundred dollars). Sadly Mr K.\\nwent over every expenditure, cut off Rs. 50 here,\\n75 there, .00 in another place; dismissed three\\nnatives agents, though they knew of no other\\nemployment; and yet there was Rs. 300 (one\\nhundred dollars) more that must be cut off. No\\nother way could be found. The Bibinagar\\nschool had to be given up. The Bible teacher\\nwas obliged to leave. It was reorganised as a\\nheathen school, and Bibinagar was enveloped in\\nits pristine darkness.\\nTHRUST BACK INTO HEATHENISM\\nJesus loves me, this I know, for the Bible\\ntells me so, sang Sikamani, (Crown-jewel) the\\nlittle Brahman girl, as she entered her fathers\\nhouse from Miss v. R. s caste girls school in\\nSingaparam, and her musical voice rang through\\nthe zenana apartments.\\n187", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0209.jp2"}, "208": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nHere, my lotus blossom, what is that you are\\nsinging Who is Jesus and what is the Bible\\nasked her kindly-faced grandmother. Come\\nand sit down, and tell us all about it.\\nIt was a leisure hour, and all the zenana women\\ngathered and, seated on the mats around, listened\\nwhile little Crown-jewel sang more of the\\nbeautiful songs Miss v. R. had taught them, in\\ntheir own vernaculars. Then she told them all\\nshe had learned about that loving Jesus who\\ndied that we all, yes, we women too, may be\\nsaved. Daily in this Brahman s home, in mer-\\nchants and artisans homes, were such scenes\\nwitnessed since Miss v. R. had, one year before,\\nopened the first Hindu girls school in all that\\nregion. The school had filled its building in the\\nBrahman street, and Miss v. R. had just engaged\\nto rent another in the Goldsmiths street, and\\nopen another school, and already scores of pupils\\nhad made application to be received.\\nMiss V. R. had come home joyously from com-\\npleting the arrangements, making melody in her\\nheart unto the Lord for giving her such opportu-\\nnities, for she was already getting an entrance\\ninto one and another of her pupils homes, to\\ntalk with their mothers and aunts. On her table\\nlay the evening letters. One, from the secretary\\n188", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0210.jp2"}, "209": {"fulltext": "How the Cut Cuts\\nof the mission, she seized, opened, read, and\\nsank into a chair, while disappointment and de-\\nspair, too dry for tears, shook her slender frame.\\nKiUing retrenchments ordered from home. No\\nappropriation for Hindu girls school. Must\\nclose them all from end of next month. That\\nschool cost Rs. 22^, or $73 per year. The new\\none would cost the same. But the home church\\nwas too poor to afford the I150, so the order had\\ncome as to all those Hindu homes into which the\\nlight was beginning to steal, Shut out the light,\\nshut in the darkness.\\nDR. ANNA AND HER PATIENTS\\nDr. Anna B., sent out five years before, had\\nopened out a very fine and desperately needed\\nmedical work in Bilanagar. Her hospital with\\ntwenty beds for in-patients was always filled,\\nwhile the hundred out-patients daily were blessed\\nwith her medicines, her skill, and her prayers.\\nThe seeds of the kingdom were daily sown in\\nhundreds of grateful souls. Some seemed ger-\\nminating. More patients were begging for treat-\\nment than she could possibly receive on her\\nappropriations. She had sent a strong appeal\\nfor an increase in funds, and an assistant or as-\\nsociate, as the work was more than she could\\n189", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0211.jp2"}, "210": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\ndo. Impossible. Funds not coming in. Can-\\nnot keep up even present appropriations. Re-\\ntrench fifteen per cent, from January ist. Im-\\nperative.\\nSick at heart she went over every expendi-\\nture to see where she could possibly cut down.\\nMedicines and necessaries for treatment must be\\nhad. A small reduction was possible in a few\\nminor points, but on diets of in-patients must\\nnearly the whole reduction fall. There was no\\nhelp for it. Hereafter but ten of the twenty beds\\ncould be filled, for the people coming from dis-\\ntant villages were ail too poor to provide food\\nfor themselves away from home. Ten beds\\nwere packed away, as they were vacated. The\\nremaining ten were all filled with important\\ncases, and Dr. Anna prayed for a hard heart, to\\nenable her to refuse others.\\nWill the dear lady doctor please come and\\nsee a dying woman in Kullur, four miles north\\nA young mother, fourteen years old, whom na-\\ntive midwives had horribly maltreated, from\\nwant of skill and knowledge, was what she\\nfound. Her life might still be saved by the ut-\\nmost skill and care, if she could be placed in a\\nhospital, not otherwise. Bring her in on her\\nbed. I will try. Half-way back and Dr. Anna\\n190", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0212.jp2"}, "211": {"fulltext": "How the Cut Cuts\\nwas stopped at a hamlet to see a young girl, ter-\\nribly gored by a bull. Bring her in too. As\\nshe neared the hospital a woman wrapped in a\\nblanket tied as a hammock to a long bamboo,\\nand borne of four, was laid on the veranda of\\nthe hospital, with a foot dropping off from gan-\\ngrene, the result of the bite of a poisonous, but\\nnot deadly, serpent. The love of Jesus pulsed\\nin Dr. Anna s heart. She could not say no.\\nTake her in, and so of two others equally\\nneedy who came. But how were they to be\\nfed?\\nDr. Anna had already devoted all she could\\nspare from her small salary to purchase addi-\\ntional medicines for the growing throngs of out-\\npatients. Now, to feed these, her suffering sis-\\nters while they were being healed, she gave up\\nthe more expensive articles in her own diet,\\nmeat, eggs, fruit, etc., and struggled on, giving\\nher every energy to her increasing number of\\npatients, and working harder, if possible, even\\non her unnourishing diet. Months thus sped by.\\nOne morning she fainted at her work, and fell\\nupon the masonry floor of her hospital. An ad-\\njacent missionary was hastily called. An English\\ndoctor of experience and skill came from the\\nlarge town near. Nervous prostration and\\n191", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0213.jp2"}, "212": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nthreatening paralysis, from overstrain and lack\\nof nourishment. Must be put on the first steamer\\nand sent home as the only hope, was his un-\\nhesitating verdict.\\nHer Board had saved $ioo by the cut, and paid\\n$200 to take home poor wrecked Dr. Anna B.\\nThe sick were deserted, and the hospital closed.\\nThe murmur went around the home land, What\\na mysterious Providence that strong and vigorous\\nDr. Anna B. should be stricken down after only\\nsix years of service, and just when she was most\\nneeded.\\nThese incidents occurred in no one mission, in\\nno one year. But they are true illustrations of\\nwhat are the terrible burdens put upon her mis-\\nsionaries by the wholesale cuts ordered by the\\nhome church, in ignorance, let us hope, of the\\nhavoc they sometimes necessitate. Only a few\\nof the actual workings of retrenchment have\\nbeen pictured, for my heart is too heavy to gaze\\nfurther myself, or open to the gaze of others all\\nthat a ten, twenty or thirty per cent, reduction\\ninvolves. For here and there, in this mission\\nand that, it means all that I have pictured, and\\nmore.\\nRetrenchment means the dismissing of faithful\\n193", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0214.jp2"}, "213": {"fulltext": "How the Cut Cuts\\ncatechists in half-instructed little village congre-\\ngations of those too poor and hungry themselves\\nto feed the catechist and his family. It means\\nthe sending away of Bible women, and zenana\\nworkers who are gaining an entrance, or are\\neagerly welcomed in many houses where the\\nSweetest Name is beginning to be lisped. It\\nmeans the closing of scores of day-schools at-\\ntended by the worshippers of Vishnu or fol-\\nlowers of Mohammed, who, in those schools,\\nare daily reading and learning the teachings of\\nthe Nazarene. It means the giving up of preach-\\ning tours in the regions beyond, with glad in-\\nvitations to the gospel feast. It means the clos-\\ning or cutting down of schools for training young\\nmen and young women to be the Timothys, and\\nthe Loises, yes, the Barnabases and Pauls of the\\nmilitant church of Christ in India. It means the\\nsending out word to all seeking communities who\\nare too poor to pay for a teacher. Don t give\\nup your idols and avow yourselves Christians\\nnow, for we can send no one to teach you how\\nto find and follow Jesus!\\nO Christ, who seest Thy crippled work. Thy\\ndelayed chariot in India, rouse, rouse Thy people\\nto a just appreciation of what they themselves\\nowe to Thee; of what Thou dost expect of them.\\n193", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0215.jp2"}, "214": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nSummon with insistent, with resistless voice,\\nthose redeemed by Thee to become Thy working-\\npartners in that stupendous work, the salvation\\nof a sin-lost world.\\n194", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0216.jp2"}, "215": {"fulltext": "XIX\\nHOW HINDU CHRISTIANS GIVE*\\nThere are a few peculiar facts in connection\\nwith the work carried on by your missionaries\\nin India which the Church at home should know.\\nThere has hitherto been a misunderstanding in\\nthe matter. It is time that it was corrected.\\nThe matter that I refer to is the benevolence of\\nour native churches in India.\\nI have been asked by ministers of our church\\nwithin the past few weeks,\\nWhy is it that the native churches in India\\ndo so little in the way of benevolence and self-\\nsupport Do not the last minutes of the General\\nSynod report the whole contributions of the\\nchurches of the Classis, or Presbytery, of Arcot\\nfor these purposes to be only I996.00?\\nUpon my replying that they are not backward\\nin their benevolence in proportion to their means,\\nthe further question was asked,\\nDo no men of means join you among your\\nconverts\\n^An address before the General Synod of the Reformed\\n(Dutch) Church at New Brunswick, N. J., June 7, i886.\\n195", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0217.jp2"}, "216": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nIt is to the peculiar facts connected with the\\nsolution of the first of these questions that I now\\nask your attention. The second will be answered\\nlater on.\\nThe difference in the real value of money in\\nIndia and America is the first of these facts.\\nI hold before you two coins. The one is a\\nsilver dollar, the other is a dime. You notice the\\ndifference in size, you know the difference in\\nvalue. You will doubtless be surprised when I\\ntell you that in purchasing power of food, of\\nclothing, and of labour among the natives, the\\ndime in India is worth fully as much as, if not\\nmore than, the dollar in America, and this fact\\nmust be taken into account in estimating the real\\nbenevolence of the native churches. But first let\\nme explain the facts.\\nI said that the dime in India is worth as much\\nas the dollar in America in procuring the food,\\nclothing, and labour of natives. To prevent mis-\\nunderstanding I must, however, here premise\\nthat it is not so as regards the necessaries of life\\nfor Europeans. It has been proved by experi-\\nments, costly in life and health, that Europeans\\ncannot live in India as natives do. They cannot\\nlive in native houses, dress in native clothing,\\nand live on native food without loss of life, or of\\n196", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0218.jp2"}, "217": {"fulltext": "How Hindu Christians Give\\nhealth. We must, if we would retain vigour for\\nsuccessful work, live somewhat in the style, and\\nhave somewhat of the comforts, to which we\\nhave been accustomed at home. But the moment\\nthat we step outside of the native diet, articles of\\nfood become expensive. Our clothing, or ma-\\nterials for it, must all be brought out from Eng-\\nland, France or America, and on it we must pay\\nfreight, duty and commission. So of books,\\nperiodicals, newspapers, and all the numberless\\nlittle necessaries and comforts of life. Thus,\\nalas, to your missionaries in India the dollar if\\nworth, in very many things, much less than thv\\ndollar at home.\\nBut among natives it is different. The equiva-\\nlent of a dime counts more in wages in India\\nthan the dollar in America. In Arcot, Vellore,\\nand Chittoor, the best bricklayers, the best\\nmasons, the best carpenters can be hired for\\ntwenty-five cents a day. Will multiplying by\\nten secure you the labour of masons and car-\\npenters here Harvest hands will work all day\\nin India for from six to nine cents, and board\\nthemselves. You must multiply by twenty to\\nsecure hands for your harvest fields in America.\\nThe cooly women will work all day in the fields\\nor in the house for from three to five cents per\\n197", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0219.jp2"}, "218": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nday. I pay my gardener and water-carrier $2.75\\nper month, and he boards himself, and that is\\nconsidered good wages. I can hire a man with\\noxen and cart for $7.50 per month, and he boards\\nhimself and feeds his oxen. The teachers of\\nmany of our village schools receive a salary of\\nbut $30 to $36 per year, to support themselves\\nand family. Our highest paid native pastors re-\\nceive but $150 salary. Not more than two re-\\nceive that. The most of our native preachers or\\ncatechists receive from $60 to $90 per year.\\nSo much for wages. The cost of living is in\\nproportion. I remember a fairly educated single\\nman, who had recently come to Madanapalle for\\nemployment, appealing to me in trouble, saying\\nthat they asked exorbitantly for board there, and\\nthat he could not stay. 1 asked him how much\\nhe had to pay. He told me, with great indigna-\\ntion, that they had the face to charge him $1.75\\nper month for his board, and that he had never\\npaid so high in his life before!\\nAs for clothing; a fairly well-to-do man s suit,\\ncomplete, will cost from $2 to I3, and a woman s\\nfrom $1.75 to I2.50. Rich men and women\\ndress extravagantly there as here. Our native\\npreachers make their pastoral calls and preach in\\nsuits costing not over I3 to $4. The wedding\\n198", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0220.jp2"}, "219": {"fulltext": "How Hindu Christians Give\\ntrousseau of the bride of a native preacher usu-\\nally costs not more than from |io to $14. A\\nstudent can be educated in the Arcot Academy or\\nthe Female Seminary for from $30 to I40 per\\nyear, according to age, and that includes board,\\nclothing, books, tuition and incidentals. Many a\\nfather would be glad to have his son s expenses\\nhere come within ten times that amount.\\nYou will see at once that the income and the\\nexpenditure of our native Christians in India must\\nbe multiplied by ten to approximate at all to in-\\ncome and expenditure among our churches in\\nAmerica. You must apply the same rule to their\\nbenevolence, when comparing it with the benevo-\\nlence of our home churches. If in this light you\\nwill look at the statistical tables in the last min-\\nutes of General Synod, you will see that the\\nbenevolent contributions of the churches in the\\nArcot Mission are not small.\\nThe Classis of Arcot is young, and not yet\\nstrong. Let us compare its contributions with\\nsome of the country Classes of the Church at\\nhome. For this purpose I have taken one Classis\\nfrom the Synod of New York, one from the\\nSynod of Albany, one from the Synod of Chicago,\\nand one from the Synod of New Brunswick.\\nEach of these Classes is older than the Classis of\\n199", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0221.jp2"}, "220": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nArcot. The four Classes I have chosen (one\\nfrom each Synod) aggregate 6,857 communicants,\\nand their contributions for Religious and Benev-\\nolent Purposes (not for the support of their own\\nministry), as given in the table, aggregate $5,-\\n309.87, or 77 cents per member, on the average.\\nIn the same table you will see it stated that the\\nClassis of Arcot, with its 1,582 members, gave\\nfor the same purposes $511, which is equal to ^lyz\\ncents per member, or if you multiply by ten, as is\\nonly fair from the above showing, you will find\\nthat their real benevolence is equivalent to %3.2}\\nper member, or more than four time.\u00c2\u00ab +hat of the\\nAmerican Classes just mentioned.\\nBut in order that we may understand what the\\nnative benevolence really is, and what self-denial\\nit requires, let us take a single church in the\\nClassis of Arcot, and analyse its benevolence, and\\nthe resources of its members. For this purpose I\\ntake the church of Madanapalle, because I know\\nits benevolence, and the circumstances of its\\nmembers better than I do those of any other\\nchurch in the Classis of Arcot. That you may\\nverify my statements, I take the report of the\\nBoard of Foreign Missions for this last year,\\n1885-6, which has just been laid before Synod,\\nand which is now in your hands. In the statis-\\n200", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0222.jp2"}, "221": {"fulltext": "How Hindu Christians Give\\ntical table of the Arcot Mission you will find it\\nstated that the Church of Madanapalle, with its\\nseventy-four communicants, contributed for all\\npurposes Rs. 275. The rupee is worth just a\\nhalf-dollar in silver, and for all purposes of com-\\nparison, both in expenditure and income, I have\\nreckoned two rupees to the dollar. Thus calcu-\\nlated, the contributions of the native church of\\nMadanapalle for 1885 would be $132.50 for the\\nseventy-four communicants.\\nNow, who are these seventy-four members,\\nand what are their circumstances I know them\\nwell. The average income of fifty-five of them\\nwould not be over $30 per year. That of ten\\nothers is over $48 and under |6o. That of eight\\nothers is over |6o and not over $100. Only one\\nmember of that church has an income of over\\n|ioo, and his is $162. The total yearly income\\nof these seventy-four members would then be:\\n55 averaging .130 11,650.00\\n10 .54= 540.00\\n8 .72= 576.00\\nI 162= 162.00\\nTotal yearly income 12,928.00\\nDivide this total yearly income among the\\nseventy-four church members, and you will have\\nthe average yearly income of I39.57 per member.\\n201", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0223.jp2"}, "222": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nand yet they give for benevolent and church pur-\\nposes 1 1. 85 per member, or nearly one-twentieth\\nof the total income of the members.\\nCan you show me one single church in our\\nwhole communion in America that gives one-\\nhundredth of the income of its members for be-\\nnevolent and church purposes If you can, I\\nwill go directly to that church and present the\\nmissionary cause, assured of a rousing collection.\\nIn the Board s Report, it is stated by Dr. Wil-\\nliam Scudder, the resident missionary, that the\\nMadanapalle church has been employing and pay-\\ning the salary of Abraham Nannia Sahib,\u00e2\u0080\u0094 the\\nconvert from Mohammedanism, in evangelistic\\nwork among the Hindus and Mohammedans of\\nthe region beyond. He is the missionary of\\nthat church, solely supported by them.\\nOut of the total contributions of Rs. 275\\nspoken of above, this little church, only lately\\ngathered in a heathen land, pays to the Pastors\\nFund the equivalent of one-half of the salary of\\nthe Senior Catechist (the unordained native\\npreacher in charge of the church), and supports\\nits own missionary among the heathen beyond,\\nand over and above this, contributes out of their\\npoverty |i.o8 per member to outside benevo-\\nlence.\\n202", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0224.jp2"}, "223": {"fulltext": "How Hindu Christians Give\\nIn the minutes of Synod before referred to, it\\nis shown that the 83,702 members of the Re-\\nformed Church gave last year $233,996.46 for\\nReligious and Benevolent Purposes, aside from\\nthe support of their own churches. This makes\\nan average of $2.80 per communicant for the\\nwhole Reformed Church. By the side of this,\\nplace the |i.o8 per member actually given for\\noutside benevolence by the church at Madana-\\npalle, and then multiply it by ten, as shown\\nabove, to find their real comparative benevolence,\\nand you will have your Hindu Christians giving\\nthe equivalent of |io.8o per member, per year, as\\nagainst the $2.80 per member of the church in\\nAmerica.\\nWill my friend who asked the question a few\\nweeks ago ask again: Why is it that the na-\\ntive churches in India do so little in the way of\\nbenevolence and self-support\\nDoes not the Classis of Arcot, tried by the\\nabove standard, the rather stand out as the Ban-\\nner Classis of our whole communion I have\\nspoken only of the church at Madanapalle, but\\nthe church at Tindivanam and other churches in\\nour mission would make nearly the same show-\\ning had we the data to work them up.\\nHow is this amount raised among these com-\\n203", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0225.jp2"}, "224": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nparatively moneyless people Our Christians\\ngive until they feel it. The senior catechist at\\nMadanapalle, who has been supported for twenty-\\nthree years by the Sabbath-school of the church\\nin Kinderhook, N. Y., and who receives only\\n$100 salary, always gives in benevolence one-\\ntenth, and often one-eighth of his income, as I\\nwell know. He has a family of eight children.\\nOne of the higher paid native pastors in our mis-\\nsion, who receives nearly $150 per year salary,\\nmakes one-tenth his minimum, and often gives\\none-eighth or one-seventh of his income to the\\nLord.\\nScores of our native Christians loyally make\\none-tenth their minimum in giving, and those\\nwho have no money give in substance. In many\\nof our Christian families in the villages who have\\nno money to give, the mother, with the consent\\nof the family, takes out a handful of the allotted\\ngrain as she prepares the daily meal, and when\\nSunday comes makes the family offering unto the\\nLord in kind.\\nThe pupils of some of our boarding-schools\\nagree to go without a part of the scanty portion\\nof meat that is allowed them only on certain\\ndays of the week, and jointly contribute the\\nprice of the meat saved in the collection on Sun-\\n204", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0226.jp2"}, "225": {"fulltext": "How Hindu Christians Give\\nday In other of our schools, when the rice is\\ntal^en out for the midday meal by the cook one\\nof the pupils goes, by appointment of the others,\\nand takes out so many gills of the rice and puts\\nit into the treasury basket, and on Saturday it is\\nsold and the avails divided around to be put in\\nthe collection on the morrow.\\nAt a missionary meeting at which 1 was pres-\\nent as we were raising missionary money, one\\nmember said: I have no money that 1 can\\ngive but 1 have a new milch cow; I will spare\\none-third of all the milk she gives until she goes\\ndry if any one will agree to take it daily, and\\nput the value in money in the missionary collec-\\ntion The milk was at once bespoken, and that\\ncow gave milk well and long that year. A\\nwidow woman took off her choicest toe-nng\\n(for they use them there as much as finger rings),\\nand put it in the contribution box. It was pur-\\nchased for half a dollar, and that sum went into\\nthe box as the widow s gift.\\nAnd other widows give until we sometimes\\nhesitate to take all that they bring to consecrate\\nto the Lord. Our native Christians are not all\\nliberal. There are some in India as well as in\\nAmerica who seem to wish to get everything\\nfrom Christ and give nothing to Him. But your\\n205", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0227.jp2"}, "226": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nmissionaries strive, both by precept and by ex-\\nample, to teach them the blessedness of giving\\nfor the Lord s work until they feel it. I know of\\nno missionary who does not consecrate at least\\none-tenth of his small income to the Lord, and\\nwe try to bring all our converts up to the same\\nstandard; and of very many in our churches we\\ncan joyfully say, as did Paul of the churches in\\nMacedonia, For to their power, I bear record;\\nyea, and beyond their power they are willing of\\nthemselves; for their deep poverty abounded\\nunto the riches of their liberality.\\nWhen this matter is fairly understood the\\nHindu native churches will no longer be chided\\nfor the meagreness of their contributions.\\n206", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0228.jp2"}, "227": {"fulltext": "XX\\nA MERCHANT OF MEANS JOINS US\\nThe second question asked by my interroga-\\ntor as mentioned in the last chapter was, Do\\nno men of means join you? How is it that\\nyour native churches in India are financially so\\nweak?\\nYes, some men of substance have joined us,\\nbut their substance has not. In every case where\\nmen of position and property have become Chris-\\ntians in our mission, they have suffered the loss\\nof all things. I could give a number of instances\\nto illustrate this. I will give but one and that\\nbriefly.\\nBala Chetti, a merchant of Palmaner, was con-\\nverted in 1865, under Dr. Silas Scudder, then the\\nmissionary there. An account of the conversion\\nis given in the annual report of the mission for\\nthat year. Bala Chetti was a well-to-do mer-\\nchant of the town, of high caste and extensive\\nfamily connections. He was one of several\\nbrothers who held an undivided ancestral estate,\\nand carried on their business in common. He\\nhad been an inquirer for some months.\\n207", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0229.jp2"}, "228": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nHe finally broke his caste and became a Chris-\\ntian. A mob collected, armed with various weap-\\nons, seeking to kill him. He eluded them and\\nescaped to the mission premises. On Sunday,\\nwhen he went to church with the missionary to\\nbe baptised, the carriage in which they went had\\nto be guarded by the police. The church was\\nsurrounded and taken possession of by the mob.\\nOnly He who restraineth the wrath of man could,\\nand He did restrain that mob. Bala Chetti took\\nrefuge, for a time, at the mission house. When\\nthe excitement was somewhat over, he went to\\nhis house in the town. His wife had, before\\nthis, when he first became a Christian, spat upon\\nhim, and gone home to her parents, taking their\\nonly son with her.\\nHe now found that his brothers had walled up\\nwith masonry the entrance to his part of the large\\ncommon residence. He could only get in by\\nclimbing over the barred scullery gate in the rear.\\nHe found it deserted and empty. He wished to\\ncontinue with his brothers in the management of\\ntheir bazaar. They spat upon him in the streets,\\nand would not let this dog of a Christian\\nenter their place of business. Foiled in this, he\\nbrought suit in the Civil Court for the division of\\nthe paternal estate, that he might take his share\\n208", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0230.jp2"}, "229": {"fulltext": "A Merchant of Means Joins Us\\nand do business alone, if they would not allow\\nhim to keep on with them.\\nHis brothers brought in forged documents and\\nsuborned witnesses to swear that he had already\\ndrawn out and squandered the whole of his share\\nof the estate. Not a witness could be found to\\ntestify for this renegade and outcast. They\\ndared not. The judge openly said he suspected\\nthe documents to be forged and the witnesses\\nfalse, but there was no rebutting testimony, and\\nthe case went against him, and his property, that\\nmight have been a help to the Christian church,\\nwas all gone.\\nAfter a time he brought suit in court for the\\nrecovery of his wife. She was summoned and\\nappeared at the District Court presided over by\\nan English judge. She was asked if she would\\nreturn to him? *No.\\nHad he not been a kind husband Yes.\\nHad he ever abused her or neglected to provide\\nfor her and their son Never.\\nWhy would she not return to him then Go\\nwith that Christian dog! Never!\\nDid he not love her and did she not love him\\nYes, before he became a renegade to his ances-\\ntral faith but now he was dead, so far as she\\nwas concerned.\\n909", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0231.jp2"}, "230": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nHe lost his wife and child and brothers and\\nhouse and lands and property for Christ s sake\\nand the gospel s. All was gone but his faith in\\nChrist, but to that he held firm.\\nHe remained for a time with the missionary,\\nstudying the Bible. He could not again be a\\nmerchant. He had been boycotted; nobody\\nwould buy of him, and besides his capital was\\nall gone. To gain a livelihood he enlisted in the\\ngovernment police, under a Christian officer.\\nThat he might be free from continual insults and\\npersecutions he was sent to a distant district.\\nThe cholera swept throught that district, and\\nBala Chetti was taken up. His old friends said,\\n**What a wreck! They little knew his eternal\\nreward.\\nFrom this one representative case you will see\\nhow it is that the Church of Christ in newly-\\nentered districts in India is still poor; why our\\nchurches must still be helped. But the leaven is\\nworking. It is working among the higher classes\\nas well as among the low. The time is coming,\\nit draws near, when multitudes from all classes\\nand castes will join us, and bring their substance\\nwith them. Till then let the Church of Christ in\\nChristian countries throw in her help in no stinted\\nmeasure, and, by the aid of God s spirit, the en-\\n310", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0232.jp2"}, "231": {"fulltext": "A Merchant of Means Joins Us\\nginery will be produced that will roll through\\nIndia and carry it all for Christ.\\nI gave My life for thee,\\nMy precious blood I shed\\nThat thou might st ransomed be,\\nAnd quickened from the dead.\\nI gave My life for thee,\\nWhat hast thou giv n for Me\\nm", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0233.jp2"}, "232": {"fulltext": "XXI\\nBREAK COCOANUTS OVER THE WHEELS\\nWe had recently located in the heathen town\\nof Madanapalle, India, to commence missionary\\nwork there. The time for the annual drawing\\nof the great idol car through the streets of the\\ntown and by the banks of the river had come.\\nMultitudes of votaries from all the villages around,\\nas well as from every street of the town had as-\\nsembled before the car. Great rope cables were\\nattached. Hundreds caught hold of the ropes.\\nUp went the shout, Hari Hari Hayi Jayam\\nVishnu! Vishnu! Joy and Victory! Now\\npull, shouted the priests, and off went the\\nthree-storied car majestically through the streets,\\namid the joyous shouts of the thousands of\\nspectators. On they followed it to the river\\nbank. Libations were brought and poured over\\nthe car, and the multitudinous ceremonies per-\\nformed.\\nAgain, with similar shouts, they began the\\nprogress around by different streets, back to the\\ngreat temple before which the car always reposed\\n312", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0234.jp2"}, "233": {"fulltext": "HINDU POTTERS AT THEIR WORK\\nA GROUP OF HINDUS AT DINNER", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0235.jp2"}, "234": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0236.jp2"}, "235": {"fulltext": "Break Cocoanuts Over the Wheels\\nfor the year. Half-way back and the car came\\nto a stand.\\nPull, shouted the priests. Pull they did.\\nThe ropes snapped with the strain. All the\\nwheels were examined; no stones were in the\\nway; everything seemed right. The ropes were\\ntied and new ones added. More votaries caught\\nthe ropes. All pull, shouted the priests. All\\nbent to the effort. It would not move.\\nA pallor came over the crowd. The god is\\nangry and will not let his chariot move, was\\nwhispered along the streets. A feeling of dread\\nshivered through the multitude. Yes, shouted\\nthe Chief Priest from the car, the god is angry.\\nHe will not move unless you propitiate him.\\nRun all of you and bring cocoanuts and break\\nover the wheels, and as the fragrant cocoanut\\nmilk runs down over the wheels the god will ac-\\ncept the libation and graciously allow his chariot\\nto move on again. Run, and each bring a cocoa-\\nnut. Run!\\nMen and boys ran for the cocoanuts the resi-\\ndents to their houses, the villagers to the bazaars\\nto buy, or to their friends houses to borrow.\\nEach came back with his cocoanut, and broke it\\nover one of the wheels. The cocoanut milk ran\\nalong the streets.\\n213", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0237.jp2"}, "236": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nHayi! Jayam, shouted the priests. The\\ngod is now propitious. Hayi! Jayam!\\nJoy Victory shouted the multitude. Now,\\nPULL ALL, shouted the priests. The people took\\nheart; dread passed away; confidence came.\\nThey seized the ropes and, with a shout that re-\\nsounded in the hills a mile away, they gave a\\npull. Off went the car, and soon, with singing\\nand dancing, they had it back in its wonted\\nplace. And as the crowd scattered to their vil-\\nlage homes, the news ran through the country:\\nThe car got set; they could not move it a fin-\\nger-breadth but each man brought a cocoanut\\nand broke over the wheels, and then on it went\\nwith a rush to the temple.\\nI could not help recalling this incident the\\nother night as I read the important Financial\\nStatement laid by the Secretary of the Foreign\\nBoard before the recent missionary convention.\\nGod s chariot is delayed. His Chariot of Sal-\\nvation had started in its course in towns of India\\nand China and Japan through the agency of the\\nReformed Church. Have the people lost heart,\\nthat it stands still Has discouragement come\\nupon us\\nRun for the cocoanuts. Let each man and\\nboy, let each woman and each child bring what\\n314", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0238.jp2"}, "237": {"fulltext": "Break Cocoanuts Over the Wheels\\nwould be to them the equivalent in value of a\\ncocoanut to the poor Hindu, as an offering to the\\nLord, and the chariot will move joyously on.\\nHad one rich Hindu given a thousand cocoa-\\nnuts to break over the wheels of the idol car, and\\nthe multitude not given any, the effect would not\\nhave been at all the same. Each one of the\\nthrong made an offering. Each one felt that he\\nhad a share in it. Each one took courage. Each\\none shouted. Each one pulled and on went the\\ncar.\\nThe missionary chariot halts. Many villages\\nare pleading for a missionary or a native preacher.\\nYoung men and women, eight of them, are offer-\\ning to go out to the different missions. Heathen\\nschools are offered to the missionary to introduce\\nthe Bible in. Young converts ask to be trained\\nto be preachers to their kindred. Every mail\\ntells our Board of onward steps that should be\\ntaken. The Board cannot reply, Go on, for\\ndebt stares them grimly in the face.\\nShall this continue so Dare we let the Lord s\\nchariot halt.? Oh, that every one of the 80,000\\nmembers of the Reformed Church, every one of\\nthe 90,000 children enrolled in our Sunday schools,\\nevery one of the 200,000 adherents, who enjoy the\\nweekly ministrations of our sanctuaries here in\\n215", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0239.jp2"}, "238": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nthis gospel land, would hasten to bring in an\\noffering if not more than the value of a cocoanut,\\nand then with a heart in the work they would\\nunitedly send up a paean of praise and a shout of\\nJoy and Victory, and God would be pleased and\\nHis chariot would move on right gloriously.\\nIn one respect our illustration fails; for here\\nthe well-to-do disciple may give his hundreds\\nand the rich his thousands, and, they will help\\non as only hundreds and thousands can.\\nHere it is not a limited number of cocoanuts\\nthat can be used. It is not one chariot that is\\ndelayed. The wheels are set in Tokyo and Yoko-\\nhama and Nagasaki; in Amoy and Sio-ke; in\\nTindivanam and Chittoor and Madanapalle; and\\nnew chariots should be put in motion in other\\nplaces. Let the well-to-do send in their cocoa-\\nnuts in cooly loads and cart loads, and elephant\\nloads, aye and ship loads, for there is need of all.\\nLet each one, man, woman and child, bring in\\nhis offering even as God has prospered him, and\\nbring it with the gladsome shout of one alive to\\nhis privilege and expecting victory.\\nOur harvests have been plentiful. Let us put\\nGod to the proof. Bring ye all the tithes into\\nthe storehouse, and prove me now herewith,\\nsaith the Lord of Hosts, if I will not open the\\n216", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0240.jp2"}, "239": {"fulltext": "Break Cocoanuts Over the Wheels\\nwindows of heaven and pour you out a blessing\\nthat there shall not be room enough to receive\\nit.\\nLet the cocoanuts come. Who brings the\\nfirst What church sends one for every man,\\nwoman and child on its roll Who sends the\\ncooly load Who the elephant load Who the\\nship load Please answer soon.\\n217", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0241.jp2"}, "240": {"fulltext": "XXII\\nTHE WEAVING OF INDIA RUGS, OR GOD S PLAN IN OUR\\nLIVES\\nIn complying with the request of the Classis of\\nNew Brunswick that I should be the one to give\\nthe charge to you to-day, I find so many mem-\\nories crowding upon me, so many conflicting\\nemotions filling my mind, so many joyous an-\\nticipations taking possession of my soul, that I\\nfind it difficult to choose fitting words with\\nwhich to fulfill the pleasing duty that is laid upon\\nme.\\nFor memory takes me back at a single step\\nover the intervening space, as I so vividly recall\\nthe scene when, just twenty-seven years ago,\\nmy much loved Hebrew preceptor, since then\\nyour venerated College President,^ gave similar\\nwords of counsel when he preached the sermon\\nat my ordination as a missionary to India, and\\njoined then in laying hands of consecration on\\nmy head, as he has now done on yours.\\n1 The charge at the ordination of William I. Chamberlain as\\nmissionary to India, in Rutgers College Chapel, June 20,\\n1886.\\n2 Rev. William H. Campbell, D. D., LL. D.\\n218", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0242.jp2"}, "241": {"fulltext": "The Weaving of India Rugs\\nTwenty-seven years of blessed service for the\\nMaster! How packed with labours and with\\njoys! For, in looking back over these years of\\nmissionary service, it is not the hardships and\\ntrials, but the blessings and joys that fill my\\nvision, and to this blessed heritage of service for\\nthe Master do I now bid you welcome with un-\\nfeigned gladness.\\nAnd what should be the spirit with which you\\nenter upon this life service for Christ in India\\nWhat should be your highest aspiration What\\nshall give you your surest success, your suprem-\\nest joy in that work\\nI desire to place before you in this solemn\\nhour as at once your highest aim and your most\\npotent weapon, Personal Conformity to the\\nImage of Christ.\\nPaul in the eighth chapter of Romans, de-\\nclares that we are called of God **to be con-\\nformed to the image of His Son, and he speaks\\nof this as a growing conformity, as in the third\\nchapter of Second Corinthians, where he says,\\nWe are changed into the same image from\\nglory to glory. And the beloved John tells us\\nwhat shall be the consummation, when he says\\nin his First Epistle, third chapter, When He\\nshall appear we shall be like Him,\\n219", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0243.jp2"}, "242": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nThis becoming conformed to the image of\\nChrist is a gradual process. The change begins\\nwith regeneration. That is indeed instantaneous.\\nIt is then that the germ of conformity to the im-\\nage of Christ is implanted, but unless it grows it\\nremains but a germ. Regeneration is instanta-\\nneous. Sanctification is progressive. And as we\\ngrow in the grace and in the knowledge of our\\nLord and Saviour Jesus Christ we grow into con-\\nformity to His image.\\nFor this growth in conformity to His image\\nthe continual aid of the Holy Spirit is absolutely\\nnecessary, but it also requires persistent and\\nearnest personal effort on the part of the be-\\nliever, and to such effort after personal conform-\\nity to the image of Christ, would I now seek to\\nincite you more and more, as you enter upon\\nyour life of service for Him.\\nSuch growth into Christ s pattern is not easy\\nwork. It is not, with most of us, an uninter-\\nrupted growth. There is sometimes even retro-\\ngression, and we become disheartened, and\\nthink we can never attain, and are almost ready\\nto give up trying.\\nI have thought of this struggle to imitate the\\nDivine pattern as I have stood watching the slow\\nweaving of those beautiful India rugs which,\\n220", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0244.jp2"}, "243": {"fulltext": "The Weaving of India Rugs\\nwhen completed, are so much sought after and\\nso highly prized.\\nIndia rugs are all the product of painstaking,\\nlong continued hand labour, requiring closest\\nwatchfulness at every step, lest the figure be\\nnot perfect. I have often stood watching the\\nworkmen and thinking of God s plan in our\\nlives.\\nThe rug, however large it be, is woven in one\\npiece. The warp is stretched vertically upon the\\nsimple loom. There is no shuttle. There is no\\nbeam. The weaver sits or stands facing the per-\\npendicular warp. The only light in the room is\\nfrom a window behind the weaver, shining over\\nhis shoulders full upon the growing rug before\\nhim. With deft fingers he runs in the different\\ncoloured woolen yarns into the warp in front of\\nhim, and, with a heavy wooden comb, combs it\\ndown to its place, and with hand-shears clips off the\\ntoo long protruding yarn. As you stand behind\\nhis back, and at one side out of his light, watching\\nhim, he goes on, apparently forgetful of your\\npresence, chanting to himself from memory the\\npattern he is weaving in as he swiftly inserts the\\nthreads, six black, three brown, five red, seven\\nwhite, and so on, as the hours go by. Now and\\nthen, as he completes a figure, or part of one, he", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0245.jp2"}, "244": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nsteps back to take a look and see if it is perfect\\nbut, alas, he has made a slip.\\nSome inches down, where he has not been\\ngiving due heed, his pattern is marred. Heaving\\na sigh, he again takes his place, and laboriously\\ntakes out the last half hour s, or last half day s\\nwork, and more carefully builds it over, for it\\nmust be perfect or it will not be accepted.\\nI have looked in one day and the rug seemed\\nprogressing finely, but the next there seemed to\\nhave been absolutely retrogression, so much had\\nbeen taken out to remedy a just discovered de-\\nfect but it goes on to final completion.\\nI have myself seen one rug six months upon the\\nsame loom, and the weavers had been working\\nupon it day by day, and all day long. Orders\\nwere on hand that would take them two full\\nyears to fill, but the process could not be hurried,\\nor defects were sure to creep in.\\nSometimes, as you looked in, you would see\\nsomething out of harmony you could not tell\\nwhat it was, but felt that something was wrong.\\nThe weaver, too, had discovered it he carefully\\nstudies his pattern, finds where he has gone wrong,\\ntoilsomely remedies the defect, and as you step\\nin again, the want of harmony has disappeared,\\nand the perfect figure greets your gratified view.", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0246.jp2"}, "245": {"fulltext": "The Weaving of India Rugs\\nMay not this be taken as an illustration of God s\\npattern being interwoven into our lives\\nThe pattern is glorious is perfect. But in\\nweaving it into our lives what sad mistakes we\\nsometimes make how much we have to undo of\\nwhat we have carelessly done. How often we\\nfind something that is out of harmony with God s\\nplan, and yet the peculiar defect of which at first\\neludes our search. But as we study more closely\\nthe Divine image we see at last, by the illuminat-\\ning influence of the Holy Spirit, where the defect\\nis, and heaving a sigh and seeking more light\\nfrom over our shoulders, we at last weave in\\nthe pattern as God intended it. And at length,\\nunder the guiding eye of the Master Workman,\\nour life pattern is complete in Him.\\nFrench imitations of these India rugs are now\\nthrown on the market by the hundred. They are\\nmachine woven. The patterns are indeed exact.\\nThere is no distortion in any figure, but it is\\nmachine perfection. The rugs cannot compare\\nin richness and life with the laboriously hand-\\nmade rugs of India, and no one who knows the\\ntrue India rug will fail to note the difference, and\\nthough produced at one-fourth the cost, and sold\\nfor one-fourth the price, the demand is still for\\nthe more expensive handmade genuine India rugs.\\n223", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0247.jp2"}, "246": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nThere is no machinery for producing God s\\npattern in our lives, for producing conformity\\nto the image of His Son. It is a slow, laborious\\nhand-work, to be done by each believer as he\\nwatchfully follows the Divine guidance in his\\nlife. But when this is accomplished how glori-\\nous the result, for when He shall appear we\\nshall be like Him.\\nLet this, then, be your highest aim, your daily\\nstudy, your hourly effort, as you enter upon your\\nchosen life s work, and as you join hands with\\nyour Jesus in the completion of the work for\\nwhich He gave His life even the salvation of\\nthe whole race of man, imitate your Master. Do\\nday by day as. He would have you do as He\\nwould do in your circumstances, and the result\\nin your own life pattern, and in the conversion of\\nthose for whom you labour, will be glorious.\\nWaste no time in vain regrets over past fail-\\nures, or newly discovered faults in the weaving\\nof your life pattern but in humility asking God s\\nfree pardon for the errors of the past, say with\\nthe Apostle Paul, This one thing I do. Forget-\\nting those things which are behind, and reaching\\nforth unto those things that are before, I press\\ntoward the mark for the prize of the high calling\\nof God in Christ Jesus.\\n824", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0248.jp2"}, "247": {"fulltext": "The Weaving of India Rugs\\nTo-day there has sprung up a new relationship\\nbetween us. For nearly twenty-four years have\\nwe been related as father and son. Now I\\ngladly welcome you as a brother-minister of the\\nLord Jesus Christ. The natural tie ^^an never\\nlessen; but let the new spiritual tie grow stronger\\nand more all-controlling, as the Master allows us\\nto be comrades in His glorious war, and brother-\\nministers of the New Covenant in that distant\\nland, where, God willing, our lives are to be to-\\ngether offered to Him who has bought us with\\nHis own precious blood.\\nYet bear with me while I reiterate to you the\\nwords which Paul the aged used as he exhorted\\nhis younger brother in the ministry, his son in\\nthe faith, Timothy, when he said:\\nThou, therefore, my son, be strong in the\\ngrace that is in Christ Jesus. Endure hard-\\nness, as a good soldier of Jesus Christ. Watch\\nthou in all things. Endure afflictions. Do the\\nwork of an Evangelist. Make full proof of thy\\nministry.\\nFor then will you be able to join in Paul s\\ntriumphant shout of victory: I have fought\\na good fight. I have finished my course. I\\nhave kept the faith. Henceforth there is laid\\nup for me a crown of righteousness which the\\n225", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0249.jp2"}, "248": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nLord, the righteous judge, shall give me at that\\nday.\\nMy son, my brother, I welcome you to the\\nglorious fellowship of the missionary of the Cross\\nof Christ Jesus, our Lord.\\n226", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0250.jp2"}, "249": {"fulltext": "XXIII\\nDESPONDENT MISSIONARIES\\nAn hour ago the overland mail came in. I\\ntook up one of our Home Religious Periodicals,\\none that is usually well informed on all missionary\\nmatters, and that is thoroughly sympathetic with\\nmissions and with missionaries. In an article on\\nthe very first page, it makes use of the expres-\\nsion, Our faithful, but now desponding mis-\\nsionaries abroad.\\nI laid down the paper, wiped my glasses, and\\nlooked again, to see if I could have read it right.\\nYes, there it was, desponding missionaries.\\nWhere are they Perhaps there are such, but I\\ndo not know them. Yes, there must be, for\\nthere it stands in that well informed Periodical.\\nAgain I laid down the paper and began to think\\nand question, Where are those despondent\\nmissionaries\\nI have not seen them. But then I have not had\\nmuch chance. It is only four and a half months\\nsince I came back to India, after a somewhat pro-\\nlonged absence in America, and things may have\\nchanged; I must make inquiries.\\n227", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0251.jp2"}, "250": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nI saw a number of missionaries in Bombay, to\\nbe sure, when I landed, but my time was short,\\nand they had only time to tell me of victories\\nrecently won; of new campaigns on which they\\nwere just entering for further conquests, and\\ntheir faces were radiant, not despondent, as they\\nspoke. But perhaps I misjudged them.\\nOn the second afternoon of our railway journey\\nfrom Bombay to Madras, at a junction we were\\njoined by a large party of missionaries just going\\nto their annual meeting. They had closed the\\nwork of the year, tabulated their gains, written\\ntheir reports. Seven of them were old personal\\nfriends, whom I had known as fellow-fighters for\\nfrom fifteen to twenty-seven years. If they were\\ndespondent, they concealed it well. For two\\nhours we had a compartment to ourselves, as\\nthey told me of victories scored, and obstacles\\novercome, since we last met, and of the grand\\nopenings for further fighting in the coming year.\\nJust one week from that day I was in council\\nwith the missionaries of the Reformed Church of\\nAmerica, at our annual meeting at Vellore. Tales\\nof more organised opposition, of increasing ob-\\nstacles I did hear, but not of yielding to the op-\\nposition, nor of succumbing to the obstacles.\\nThe whole thought seemed to be, how shall we\\n228", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0252.jp2"}, "251": {"fulltext": "Despondent Missionaries\\nbest organise our forces so as not only to hold\\nour own but make larger conquests in the year\\nto come.\\nAnd when, a few weeks later, we and our\\nnative brethren gathered at Palmanerto inaugurate\\nour new Theological College, for the Endowment\\nof which I had been able to secure during my\\nlast six months in America, gifts aggregating\\nnearly sixty thousand dollars, that we might be\\nable the more thoroughly to train a more earnest,\\nbetter equipped body of soldiers for the deepen-\\ning conflict, the jubilant shouts of joy, thanks-\\ngiving, hope and courage for this new leverage\\nfor more aggressive warfare, could not have been\\nmistaken by even the most bilious dyspeptic, for\\nmoans of despondency. It was rather the Mar-\\nseillaise of the coming liberation in the name of\\nChrist.\\nFrom there by previous invitation, I went to\\nMadras to meet the Madras Missionary Con-\\nference composed of some seventy missionaries\\nof all societies, English, Irish, Scotch, Germans,\\nDanes, Americans, Hindus, to tell them of the\\nproposed movement on the part of the Y. M. C.\\nA. s of America for organising a work for the\\nmillions of young Hindus who know not God.\\nI was at their preliminary business meeting.\\n229", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0253.jp2"}, "252": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nThere was no whining over defeat, but vigorous\\nplans for further assault. I was with them\\nthrough the hour of social intercourse, and the\\nsparkling eye and earnest utterance, as one after\\nanother told me of contests and campaigns and\\nbattles and victories while I had been away, had\\nnot the flavour of despondency. Nor did the\\nwrapt attention, and frequently manifested ap-\\nproval during my forty minutes address on Our\\nGod Given Opportunity now in India, and How\\nto Turn it to Victory, by organising an army of\\nyoung men to work with and for young men,\\nwith Young Men s Christian Association methods,\\nnor the enthusiastic speeches that followed mine,\\nindicate a despondent frame of mind.\\nIt was one of the most enthusiastic meetings I\\nhave attended in India, and enthusiasm is not\\nborn of despondency. The greatness of the ob-\\nstacles now before us was clearly recognised the\\nmarshalling of the enemy s forces as never before;\\nthe new forms of more vigorous opposition; the\\ncrisis now upon us; each was distinctly seen, but\\nBy God s help we will win the victory, seemed\\nthe prevalent thought in each mind.\\nDespondent missionaries! Well, yes, we\\nmight possibly be despondent if we had time to\\nsit and think and brood over the fewness of the\\n230", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0254.jp2"}, "253": {"fulltext": "Despondent Missionaries\\nrecruits, and the smallness of the supplies, and\\nthe leanness of the Home Treasuries. But we\\nhave no time for that. If the recruits be few, we\\nmust each be up and do the more. If the sup-\\nplies of funds be inadequate we must try the\\nharder to make $io do the work of $20. We have\\nno time to look down. We have to look up, and\\nwe see God the Father, God the Son and God the\\nHoly Ghost, all pledged for, and working for the\\nvictory; and the victory will come.\\nNo! I have not found the despondent mis-\\nsionary. If there be one I would be glad to\\nhear from him. I should like to know him, and to\\nask him why he desponds. And besides, a well-\\nmarked exception always strengthens the rule.\\nBut with deep solicitude we missionaries do look\\nupon our loved churches at home, and a dread\\ncomes over us sometimes, when we think of the\\nmany in the hom^ churches who do nothing to\\nhelp forward this mighty battle for victory, and\\nwe almost fear that the Divine fiat may go forth,\\nwith reference to some of them, For if thou al-\\ntogether boldest thy peace at this time, then shall\\nthere enlargement and deliverance arise from an-\\nother place; but thou and thy father s house shall\\nbe destroyed; and who knoweth whether thou\\nart come to the kingdom for such a time as this.\\n231", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0255.jp2"}, "254": {"fulltext": "XXIV\\nTHE CHANGE OF FRONT IN INDIA\\nA GENERATION has fully passed since the writer,\\nin 1859, joined the ranks of those attempting the\\nconquest of India for Christ. How different the\\ncondition and the outlook then and now! Then\\nIndia was just emerging from the troublous and\\nturbulent times of the great Sepoy Rebellion.\\nThe sway of the East India Company, which had\\nbeen growing, for some two centuries, had re-\\ncently been merged into the rule of Great Britain s\\nqueen, and religious toleration had been pro-\\nclaimed throughout her dominions. Then the\\nfirst 200 miles of railway had just been opened;\\nnow some 20,000 miles run through all the prov-\\ninces. Then western education was in its in-\\nfancy; now 15,000,000 of the educated classes all\\nthrough the land, but chiefly in the large cities,\\nfreely use the English language, and are more or\\nless well up in western science and western\\nthought, the vernaculars, however, still retaining\\nundisputed sway in the households of all.\\nThen Hinduism was as firmly seated on its\\nthrone as it had been at any time since the days\\n232", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0256.jp2"}, "255": {"fulltext": "o\\no\\nPi\\no\\nQ\\n3\\nI\u00e2\u0080\u0094 I\\nu\\noi\\nH\\nPi\\nQ\\nt3", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0257.jp2"}, "256": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0258.jp2"}, "257": {"fulltext": "The Change of Front in India\\nof Moses. It had, indeed, passed through a slow\\nprocess of modification, of deterioration. The\\nessential monotheism of the Vedas of Moses age\\nhad degenerated into the polytheism of the Shas-\\ntras and Puranas, and farther, into the gross\\nforms of idolatry of the later period, with its\\n330,000,000 of deities, named and unnamed. The\\nsystem of caste, invented long after the Vedic\\nperiod, and gradually imposed upon the people,\\nbinding them hand and foot, and preventing all\\ngenuine progress, still manifested all its power,\\nand one would sooner die than break caste rules,\\nand lose his caste and so his soul.\\nThen Hindus thoroughly believed and upheld\\nand practiced their religion. Then Benares, Tir-\\nupati, Sri Rangam, Rameshwararn, and the host\\nof holy places were monthly thronged with their\\nscores of thousands, and in their yearly festivals,\\nby their hundred thousand pilgrims, and on all\\nthe roadways you would meet the returning pil-\\ngrims with two brass pots hanging from their\\nkdvadt, or neck-yoke, filled with holy water at\\nthe Ganges, and replenished at each of the sacred\\nstreams as they wearily walked their thousands\\nof miles to their distant homes. Then they be-\\nlieved in the efficacy of these pilgrimages and\\npenances and tortures.\\n233", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0259.jp2"}, "258": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nIn February, 1861, I met a venerable Brahman\\npilgrim who told me of his sixty years of pil-\\ngrimages of twice ten thousand miles\u00e2\u0080\u0094 to every\\nsacred shrine in India, all made on foot, and beg-\\nging his food by the way. And yet, said he\\nsadly and with disappointment\u00e2\u0080\u0094 and yet, the\\nburden of sin is just as heavy as when a young\\nman, I started on this quest. Oh, sir, does your\\nVeda tell how I can get rid of this burden of sin,\\nand be at peace with God One sees no such\\npilgrims now.\\nThen hook-swinging and spike- walking and\\nself-torture and immolation were real verities.\\nYearly the shrine of Juggernaut saw its throngs\\nof 100,000 devotees, from hundreds or thousands\\nof miles of toilsome pilgrimage, and thousands\\ngripped the long cables dragging the ponderous\\ncar of Juggernaut, while devotees were throw-\\ning themselves beneath its wheels.\\nNow, all is changed. Britain s sway, indeed,\\nhas put a stop to torture and immolation, but the\\nwaning faith of the people in their religion has\\nbeen putting a more effective quietus to the an-\\ncient order of things, until recently Juggernaut s\\npriests issued the dismal wail that not enough\\npilgrims came to pull the car around its annual\\nouting, and scarce were they able, with all the\\n234", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0260.jp2"}, "259": {"fulltext": "The Change of Front in India\\ncoolies they could hire, to move it back to its\\nhome.\\nThe throngs of devout worshippers, making\\ntoilsome journeys, with costly gifts, have ceased.\\nLessening multitudes now go, indeed, but by\\ntrain, with more or less comfort, to many of the\\nshrines, and perfunctorily engage in some of the\\nless irksome ceremonies, but little or none of the\\nreligious spirit is seen.\\nThen the rich endowments of the temples\\nwere yearly increased by the liberal gifts of\\nthose who believed they could thus buy release\\nfrom sin. Now myriads of temples are slowly\\ngoing to ruin, and a wail comes up from the\\npriests of the most noted shrines at the smallness\\nof the offerings, while the people are openly ac-\\ncusing the priests of squandering in voluptuous\\nlicentiousness the revenues from the endowments\\nof the pious dead.\\nBut let us note Hindu testimony on this\\npoint.\\nOne hundred of the chief residents of Tirupati,\\nthe most noted shrine of southern India, signed\\nand sent a memorial to the Viceroy of India, in\\nMay, 1894, calling his attention to the desperate\\ncondition of Hindu religious endowments in\\ngeneral and of those of Tirupati in particular:\\n235", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0261.jp2"}, "260": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nand praying that government would provide\\nmore efficient means of safeguarding the interests\\nof such endowments.\\nThe Daily Hindu, one of the strongest native\\npapers in India, the organ of all the orthodox\\nHindus of Madras, published the memorial and\\nthus commented upon it:\\nWe may well feel shocked at the true yet\\nwondrous tales of huge frauds and heinous\\ncrimes which the memorialists have catalogued.\\nThe glory has departed out of our religious insti-\\ntutions, and what once contributed to purify the\\nminds of millions of men and women are now\\nthe grovelling ground of some of the most ig-\\nnorant and wretched of human beings, who\\nmerely wallow in a mire of voluptuous pastimes,\\nwasting the pious contributions of the widow\\nand orphan, and breeding around them a whole\\nhost of idle, able-bodied vagabonds. The vast\\nmajority of these endowments are corrupt to the\\ncore. They are a festering mass of crime and\\nvice and gigantic swindling.\\nWhat a change of front since the leaders of\\nHindu thought were the ardent supporters and\\nrich benefactors of these very temples!\\nThe Reis and Rayyet, an influential Calcutta\\northodox Hindu paper, sneers at Mrs. Besant s\\n236", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0262.jp2"}, "261": {"fulltext": "The Change of Front in India\\necstasies over the beauties of Hinduism, and\\njustly says\\nWhen an English lady of decent culture, pro-\\nfesses to be an admirer of Tantric mysticism and\\nKrishna worship, it behoves every well-wisher\\nof the country to tell her plainly that sensible\\nmen do not want her eloquence for gilding what\\nis rotten.\\nIf the Upanishads, (Commentaries on the\\nVedas, etc.,) have a charm for Mrs. Besant, she.\\nis quite welcome to proclaim her views on the\\nsubject. But the Upanishads do not form any\\npart of the religion of the Hindus as it is found\\nin their everyday life. In actual practice they\\nare either Sivites or Saktas or Krishna worship-\\npers. In fact, abomination worship is the main\\ningredient of modern Hinduism, and we there-\\nfore ask Mrs. Besant to study the subject a little\\nmore carefully than she yet appears to have done.\\nIf she will follow our advice, she may, provided\\nshe is sincere herself, sooner or later, admit that\\nthe course she is now pursuing is fraught with\\nmischief.\\nOf the Brahmanic priesthood in India at the\\npresent day, The Hindu, the representative native\\nnewspaper, before referred to, speaks in these\\nscorching words\\n237", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0263.jp2"}, "262": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nProfoundly ignorant as a class, and infinitely\\nselfish, it is the mainstay of every unholy, im-\\nmoral and cruel custom and superstition in our\\nmidst, from the wretched dancing girl, who in-\\nsults the deity by her existence, to the pining\\nchild-widow, whose every tear, and every hair\\nof whose head shall stand up against every one\\nof us who tolerate it, on the Day of judgment.\\nOf such a priestly class our women are the igno-\\nrant tools and dupes.\\nIt seems now to be the profound conviction of\\nall thoughtful Hindus that Hinduism as it now\\nexists, as it was when Christian missions began\\ntheir campaign in India, as it has been for the\\nlast two thousand years, must go.\\nThe stanch, orthodox Brahman editor of a\\nvernacular newspaper is quoted by The Mission-\\nary, London, as taking this gloomy view of the\\nsituation\\nWe entertain no more any hope for that re-\\nligion which we consider dearer than our life.\\nHinduism is now on its deathbed and unfortu-\\nnately there is no drug which can safely be ad-\\nministered to it for its recovery. There are na-\\ntive Christians nowadays who have declared a\\nterrible crusade against the entire fabric of Hindu-\\nism, and many men of splendid education are\\n^38", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0264.jp2"}, "263": {"fulltext": "The Change of Front in India\\nalso coming forth, even from our own commu-\\nnity, [Brahmans] who have already expressed a\\ndesire to accept Christianity, and should these\\ngentlemen really become first Christians and then\\nits preachers, they will give the last deathblow\\nto Mother Hinduism. This terrible crusade is\\nnow carried on by Christians with a tenacity of\\npurpose and devotion which in themselves defy\\nfailure.\\nBut while all thoughtful Hindus seem to agree\\nthat Hinduism, in its modern form at least, must\\ngo, they are not by any means agreed as to what\\nshall take its place. All agree in fighting ag-\\ngressive Christianity. They have even borrowed\\nChristian tactics and have formed, in many cities\\nof India, Hindu Tract and Preaching Societies,\\nand are issuing millions of pages of tracts, at-\\ntacking Christianity, and scattering them broad-\\ncast. Some of them are of a most blasphemous\\ncharacter, and filled with grossest falsehood.\\nOthers are simply designed to arouse Hindus to\\na sense of their danger. One of these, as trans-\\nlated from Tamil by Dr. J. W. Scudder, makes\\nuse of the following language, a singular admis-\\nsion for enemies to make:\\nHow many thousands of thousands have\\nthese missionaries turned to Christianity! On\\n239", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0265.jp2"}, "264": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nhow many more have they cast their nets! If\\nwe sleep, as heretofore, in a short time they will\\nturn all to Christianity without exception, and\\nour temples will be changed into churches. Is\\nthere no learned Pandit to be secured for money\\nwho will crush the Christians\\nDo you not know that the number of Chris-\\ntians is increasing, and the number of Hindu re-\\nligionists decreasing every day How long will\\nwater remain in a reservoir which continually\\nlets out but receives none in Let all the people\\njoin as one man to banish Christianity from our\\nland.\\nThere are three distinct trends of thought on\\nthe part of those who unitedly oppose aggressive\\nChristianity.\\nOne party seeks to resuscitate Vedic Hinduism;\\nto purge modern Hinduism of all its undesirable\\nlater accretions, and restore it to its pristine\\npurity. But no two agree as to what its Un-\\ndesirable accretions are, nor as to what the\\nPristine purity should consist in. Some say\\nit must be monotheistic, and without caste dis-\\ntinctions. Others wish to retain a few of the\\nmore popular gods, and to keep up caste dis-\\ntinctions. There seems at present no prospect\\nof an agreement as to what this Revival of\\n240", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0266.jp2"}, "265": {"fulltext": "The Change of Front in India\\nHinduism should consist in, though there are\\nmultitudes of preachers of such a revival. What\\nwill be the outcome of this no one can say.\\nThe second trend is toward the acceptance of\\na Christianity without Christ, that is, the ac-\\ncepting of Christ s teachings as a system of\\nmorality, without accepting the name of Chris-\\ntians, and without admitting Christ to be Divine.\\nThe Indian Social Reformer, edited by non-\\nChristian Hindus, in a notice of the American\\nArcot Mission s report for 1894, makes this\\nevident, as in the following extract:\\nWhy does not Christianity progress The\\nsituation at present admits the report, is unpleas-\\nant and disheartening, to the missionary. Why\\nThe reason to our minds is this; the ordinary mis-\\nsionary attaches more value to the name than to\\nthe spirit of Christ, and judges of his labours by the\\nnumber of his [avowed] converts. The true\\nChristian spirit, which is also the true spirit of all\\nfaith, is making way. Is it so very difficult for\\nour missionary friends to see that the mind which\\nrevolts from the dogmas and extravagances of\\nHinduism will not accept those of Christianity\\nThat the man who rejects the theory of the in-\\ncarnation of Rama would not believe in that of\\nChrist No, no. Emancipation is once for all.\\n841", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0267.jp2"}, "266": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nA godlike man is still a man and not God. There\\nis our difference with our Christian brother in a\\nnutshell.\\nWe concede that Christ is one of the most per-\\nfect, the noblest of men. We read the Bible and\\nlisten awe-struck to the Sermon on the Mount,\\nand pass on to the soul-stirring sacrifice on Cal-\\nvary. Does it move us one whit less this im-\\nmortal heroism that we believe that the hero\\nwas a man And why do you want more\\nA few would go still further in their admis-\\nsion, and, in their willingness to borrow from\\nChristianity, even professing to believe in the in-\\ncarnation of Christ, but, with the same breath,\\ndeclaring that they believe Buddha and Zoroaster\\nto be incarnations of the deity.\\nThe Amrita Bazaar Patrika, a stubbornly\\northodox Hindu newspaper of North India, in an\\neditorial has these words\\nThere is scarcely an educated man in India\\nwho has not read the Bible. It is impossible for\\na Hindu not to feel a profound respect for the\\nBible. The real fact is that every true Hindu is a\\nbeliever in Christ also. There is not a true\\nHindu all over India who does no believe in the\\nAvatar, [Incarnation] of Christ. Indeed, in the\\nmatter of devotion to Christ, the Hindus and\\n242", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0268.jp2"}, "267": {"fulltext": "The Change of Front in India\\nChristians are on a perfectly equal level. There\\ncannot be the least objection on the part of a\\nHindu to pray, Save me, Father, for the sake\\nof Jesus Christ.\\nThey would simply add Christ, with His inimi-\\ntable life and teachings to their pantheon, but re-\\nmain Hindus or non-Christians all the same. To\\nthis end, The Arjya Literary Society in Cal-\\ncutta, composed of non-Christian Bengali gentle-\\nmen we are told, are now engaged in\\ntranslating the Bible into classical Bengali. They\\nhave asked and obtained the assistance of rep-\\nresentative men of the Christian communities,\\nlest anything should appear in the translation\\nwhich should make it anti-Christian in tone.\\nThe third distinct trend is toward agnosticism\\nand this I regard as the most portentous trend of\\nall, for it exists not only among those who\\nopenly so avow themselves, but untold numbers\\nwho, for social reasons, ally themselves with\\nsome one of the other parties, have really thrown\\nthemselves into blank and cheerless agnosticism,\\nand the number is increasing faster than we\\nknow.\\nThere is, however, in spite of all the above\\nmentioned opposition, an unquestionable under-\\ncurrent tending toward evangelical Christianity.\\n343", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0269.jp2"}, "268": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nThere came to me secretly in my tent, when out\\nupon a tour, a native gentleman high in office, in\\ncaste, in social position, of whom I have spoken\\nat length in preceding chapters, wishing to have\\na private conversation with me on the claims of\\nJesus of Nazareth to be the Saviour of the world.\\nAfter a somewhat extended conversation he said\\nto me, in substance:\\nSir, I am not a Christian. I am still regarded\\nas a devout Hindu. I still perform enough\\nHindu ceremonies to avoid suspicion, but in my\\nheart I dare not deny the claims of the Bible. I\\nsee the power of Jesus Christ in the lives of His\\nfollowers so distinctly that I cannot deny His\\nDivinity. He must be Divine or He could not\\nwork such a change in the lives of those who\\nbecome His disciples. He is not yet my Saviour.\\nCaste, wealth, position, family all hold me back;\\nbut even now I never allow Him to be spoken\\nagainst in my presence. I have long been read-\\ning the Bible in secret. The more I read of\\nChrist and ponder over His life and teachings, and\\nthe power to conquer sin, which comes from\\nembracing His religion, the more do I feel that in\\nthe end I shall have to accept Him at any cost, as\\nmy personal Saviour; but how can I do it now\\nand bring ruin upon my family\\n244", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0270.jp2"}, "269": {"fulltext": "The Change of Front in India\\nThere are more such than we have any idea\\nof. The surface currents so often fail to tell\\nwhat the deep-sea movements are.\\nSir Charles Elliott, Lieutenant-Governor of\\nBengal, for thirty years a close observer of mis-\\nsionary activities and missionary problems in\\nmany provinces in India, said in a public ad-\\ndress\\nThere is unquestionably an undercurrent\\nworking among the higher classes in India to-\\nward Christianity, in spite of all the open mani-\\nfestations against it, and we may look forward\\nwith confident expectation to the day when all\\nIndia shall bow at the feet of Christ, who alone\\ncan uplift, purify and save.\\nThis changed front, then gives royal vantage\\nground to work for India s redemption. The\\nold apathy; the supercilious indifference; the old\\nsilent, but dogged resistance; the old conviction\\nthat naught could shake Hinduism s firm founda-\\ntions, has passed away, and passed never to re-\\nturn. Religious thought in India is drifting\\nhither and yon. The time to rally all Christ s\\nforces has come. Let earnestness of effort and\\npersistence in prayer bring out and energise\\nthese secret half-disciples. The currents that are\\nveering away from Christianity may now, by\\n245", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0271.jp2"}, "270": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nGod s blessing on trebled effort, be turned to-\\nward the Cross of Calvary, and India yet be\\nwon in this generation. The time for work is\\nnow.\\nS46", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0272.jp2"}, "271": {"fulltext": "XXV\\nVERNACULAR PREACHING I IS IT INEFFECTIVE\\nAn extract from Dr. Norman Macleod s Ad-\\ndress on Missions in India, as given in the ap-\\npendix to his memoirs, has been forwarded to\\nme by a distinguished divine, noted for his\\nearnest interest in foreign missions, asking that\\nI v^ould give my opinion **as to his claim that\\nthe mere proclamation of the gospel to the adult\\nHindus is ineffectual, that is, stated boldly,\\nthat vernacular preaching alone, without previous\\neducation in Western science and culture, is in-\\neffectual for their conversion.\\nThere is much that is just in Dr. Macleod s\\ncharacterisation, in that address, of the theolog-\\nical terms in common use in the vernaculars of\\nIndia, as containing misconceptions. But we\\nmust remember that Dr. Macleod s visit to\\nIndia, made a quarter of a century ago, was\\nchiefly to his own missions; to those holding the\\nScotch educational ideas, and who gave them-\\nselves almost entirely to educational work in\\nEnglish, and who did not know the vernaculars\\nwell, if at all, their work being in English. He\\n247", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0273.jp2"}, "272": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nimbibed the idea that you must first educate the\\nHindus and then convert them. His address con-\\ntains a strong and keen presentation of their side\\nof the question.\\nOn the other hand, the published Fundamen-\\ntal Principles of the Arcot Mission of which I\\nam a member declare the other view, to which\\nwe more and more firmly adhere, viz\\nWe believe that India with its teeming popu-\\nlation is accessible to the preaching of the gospel\\nfrom her lowliest village to her most crowded\\ncity. We believe that God has endowed the\\nHindus with an intellect peculiarly capable of\\ncomprehending the truths which He has revealed,\\nand with a conscience fitted to be awakened\\nthereby.\\nWe believe that the vernacular languages of\\nIndia furnish media fully adapted for the clear\\nand forcible communication of divine truth.\\nWe believe that Christ s commission, recorded\\nby the Evangelists, enjoins as the definite plan of\\nmissionary labour the promulgation among the\\npopulation of the gospel in their own tongues\\nthe perseverance in the use of the means until in-\\ndividuals and communities are proselyted to the\\nChristian faith, and the teaching of proselytes\\nand their children and, therefore,\\n248", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0274.jp2"}, "273": {"fulltext": "Vernacular Preaching\\nThat each missionary, as far as possible,\\nshould make the preaching of the gospel to the\\nheathen in the vernaculars his chief work.\\nOn these principles the Arcot Mission has car-\\nried on its main work from its establishment.\\nOf the 7,513 converts it is safe to say that more\\nthan ninety per cent, have been brought in by this\\n**pubhc proclamation of the gospel. Admit-\\ntedly a large proportion of these is from the\\nlower classes. But of our converts from the\\nhigher castes it is also true that a large percent-\\nage has been brought in by this public procla-\\nmation of the gospel in the vernaculars. John\\nSilas, the Arni Brahman, converted and baptised\\nin our mission in 1862, and who died an efficient\\nnative minister in an adjoining mission, never at-\\ntended a mission school or an English school a\\nday before his conversion. He heard the proc-\\nlamation of the gospel by our missionary at\\nArni, in the streets, repeatedly. He obtained\\nTamil Gospels and read them, and was converted\\nand nearly lost his life because he came out boldly\\nand embraced Christianity. Abraham William,\\nthe converted Reddi, the beloved and successful\\nnative pastor in our mission, owed his conver-\\nsion to street preaching in Chittoor. Isaac\\nHenry, the lamented Bible teacher in the schools\\n249", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0275.jp2"}, "274": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nof Vellore, was brought to Christ by the vernac-\\nular preaching in the mission hospital at Arcot,\\nwhere he was a patient. John Jacob Rayappa,\\nthe Brahman convert at Madanapalle in 189 1, was\\nbrought in solely by village preaching and tracts.\\nOld Seth Reddi, the father of the beloved John\\nHill and Samuel Seth, the head man of his vil-\\nlage, and whom I buried in Palmaner in 1861,\\nwas brought in by the reading of tracts and gos-\\npels in Telugu, and so with a majority of our\\nBrahmans and other high caste Hindu converts\\ntoo numerous to name.\\nThe different meanings they have been accus-\\ntomed to associate with the vernacular theological\\nterms we have to use, such as sin, salvation, re-\\ngeneration, heaven, etc., does indeed constitute\\na difficulty. Paul had exactly the same difficulty\\nto contend with when he went forth among the\\nidolatrous Gentiles, when he discussed with the\\npolished Greeks of Athens and Corinth. But, in\\nspite of that difficulty, he was successful in intro-\\nducing Christianity in those lands by the use of\\ntheir vernacular, steeped in idolatry and false\\nideas though it was. So will we be, if we judi-\\nciously use and explain the vernacular terms they\\nhave, and earnestly, lovingly, and with faith push\\nthe work. Some of the incidents given in my\\n250", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0276.jp2"}, "275": {"fulltext": "Vernacular Preaching\\nsermon on The Bible Tested, or How the Bible\\nWorks in India, published by the American\\nBible Society, show distinctly that Hindus do\\ncomprehend and are sometimes moved by our\\npublic proclamation, and that they have a con-\\nscience for sin which is capable of being aroused\\nby this oral proclamation.\\nDr. Macleod says: In no case, moreover,\\nwill the educated and influential classes listen to\\nsuch preaching.\\nI join issue with Dr. Macleod. He has never\\ntested it. 1 have. 1 have stood for two hours in\\nthe public streets of a city with the streets packed\\nwith the Brahmans, merchants and city elders,\\nkeenly discussing the claims and the doctrines of\\nChristianity, and their astute and wily objections\\nthrown in showed that they were comprehend-\\ning and fearing the power of the truth. I have\\nhad such audiences in the Mysore kingdom and\\nthe Hyderabad dominions, as well as in British\\nIndia. After a long discussion in the market\\nplace of a Mysore city with the chief priest of\\nthe place surrounded by seventy of his pupils,\\nand the educated people of the city, and which\\nhad been carried on into the darkness of the\\nnight, closing with the promise of the priest to\\nmeet us there in discussion again the next even-\\nS51", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0277.jp2"}, "276": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\ning, that very priest came secretly to our tent, in\\na grove near tlie city walls, the next day, at mid-\\nday when all the people were in their houses at\\ntheir meals, so that no one should see him come,\\nand, after an interesting conversation, making\\nsure that no one else heard him, he made to us\\nthis frank confession\\nSirs, what you said yesterday in the market\\nplace was utterly unanswerable. I did the best I\\ncould to defend my own position, surrounded as\\nI was by my own disciples, but I am not going\\nto meet you in discussion again. What you said\\nis so pure, so holy, so good, it so appeals to the\\nhighest desires and needs of men that it seems as\\nthough it must be true; it must be divine. At\\nall events it is a nobler religion than ours. But,\\nsirs, we Brahmans cannot afford to let you suc-\\nceed. We are now treated as demigods by the\\npeople; we reap the rich revenues from all these\\ntemples; at every festival we receive rich gifts;\\nwe are looked up to and worshipped. But let\\nyour system succeed, which teaches that there\\nneed be no human mediator, no mediator be-\\ntween God and man but Jesus Christ, and we\\nBrahmans drop from our high pedestal down to\\nthe level of common men, and must struggle\\nwith the ignoble throng for an existence. No,\\n253", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0278.jp2"}, "277": {"fulltext": "Vernacular Preaching\\nsirs, your system is better than ours. It is so\\npure, so holy, so good, it appeals so to the high-\\nest desires of the human soul that it seems as\\nthough it must be divine. But, sirs, we Brah-\\nmans cannot afford to let you succeed in intro-\\nducing your religion. We have got to fight\\nyou.\\nThat statement, so unusually frank, may fur-\\nnish a key to the often repeated assertion, We\\ndon t know what all this means. It is so foreign,\\nso Occidental that we do not at all comprehend\\nit. It is not that they cannot understand God s\\nplan of salvation even when presented in the\\nvernacular and with defective theological terms\\nwhich we must explain and illustrate as we use\\nthem, for this Brahman priest knew no English,\\nand had never before met a missionary, and yet\\nhe took its essentials all in. It is that the natural\\nheart there, as everywhere, abetted in the case of\\nthe Brahmans by powerful self-interest, stands\\nout stoutly against the truth, and none the less\\nwith those who have received an education in\\nWestern lore. The very few conversions from\\namong those educated in mission colleges, in the\\nquarter century since Dr. Macleod made that ad-\\ndress, do not warrant us in delaying the procla-\\nmation of the gospel until India s two hundred\\n^53", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0279.jp2"}, "278": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nand eighty millions have been educated in West-\\nern culture.\\nHigher education has its place in the uplifting\\nof India, and a noble place it is. It is a grand\\nauxiliary power, and in our mission we use it as\\nsuch. But to say that without it as a forerunner\\nthe peoples of India cannot comprehend the way\\nof salvation through Jesus Christ, cannot under-\\nstandingly accept of Him as their Saviour, is a\\nreflection on Him who gave the command, Go,\\npreach the gospel, and who said, he that be-\\nlieveth and is baptised shall be saved.\\nWe of the Arcot Mission press forward in this\\nvernacular proclamation of the gospel, foolish\\nthough it seem to some, in the absolute confi-\\ndence that the incoming fruits will fully sustain\\nPaul s declaration that it pleased God by the\\nfoolishness of preaching to save them that be-\\nlieve.\\n254", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0280.jp2"}, "279": {"fulltext": "XXVI\\nA UNIQUE MISSIONARY MEETING ON THE HIMALAYAS\\nSir Charles Elliott, the Governor of Bengal,\\nand Lady Elliott last week sent out cards of invi-\\ntation for a reception to all the missionaries of all\\nsocieties now working on these hills, numbering\\nmore than eighty, including those working at\\nDarjeeling, Ghum, and Kalimpong, and those\\nvisiting this sanitarium for recuperation.\\nThe principal residents of Darjeeling, and tea\\nplanters on the slopes of the mountains, and\\nmany officials up here, on duty with the gov-\\nernor, or on leave, were also invited by Lady\\nElliott to meet the missionaries.\\nSir Charles has had long experience in India,\\nrising from the bottom of the Civil Service lad-\\nder, up through the different grades, by sheer\\nforce of character, until he has attained by ap-\\npointment of the Queen Empress, to his present\\nexalted position. In government official parlance\\nhe is styled the Lieutenant-Governor of Bengal,\\nbecause the Governor-General, or Viceroy, also\\nhas his headquarters in Bengal, and of course,\\n355", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0281.jp2"}, "280": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\novershadows him. But Sir Charles is, de facto,\\nBengal s governor, having his own Legislative\\nCouncil, and his own Cabinet, or Secretaries, en-\\ntirely distinct from those of the Viceroy.\\nDarjeeling is the Summer Capital of Bengal,\\nand during the hottest months Sir Charles and\\nLady Elliott occupy The Shrubbery, as the\\ngubernatorial residence here is called, with its\\nbeautiful garden-park around it, and government\\noffices and chief officials adjacent; and from here\\nthe affairs of the great Bengal Presidency are, for\\nthe time, administered.\\nThe cards of invitation read To a Garden\\nParty at 4:00 o clock, to be followed by a Draw-\\ning Room, at which an account will be given of\\nthe Progress of Missionary Work.\\nA break had come in the Monsoon weather now\\nupon us, and the clear day with the view of\\neighty miles of snowy mountains added to the\\nzest with which all parties came together. The\\nGovernor and Lady Elliott were exceedingly af-\\nfable, having pleasant words of cheer for each\\nmissionary, as they enquired after their work,\\nand taking special pains to introduce the mis-\\nsionaries and officials, residents, and tea planters,\\nwho were present. After an hour s very pleasant\\nsocial intercourse, during which refreshments\\n856", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0282.jp2"}, "281": {"fulltext": "Missionary Meeting on the Himalayas\\nwere served to all, Sir Charles passed through\\nthe company, inviting all to come to the Durbar\\nRoom or Reception Hall used on State Oc-\\ncasions, and the company was quickly seated on\\nsofas, divans and chairs placed in an uncon-\\nventional manner all around the spacious room.\\nPleasant conversation ran on for a few minutes,\\nwhen order was called, and the Governor, step-\\nping to a table at the head of the room, gave a\\nbrief address of welcome, which was so pleasant\\nand so telling that I have written it out briefly,\\nthat others too may enjoy it and be helped and\\nstimulated by it.\\nSir Charles spoke substantially as follows:\\nMissionary friends. Ladies and Gentlemen I\\nwish in a few words to say what a very great\\npleasure it gives Lady Elliott and myself to wel-\\ncome so many missionaries here as our chief\\nguests this evening, coming as they do from all\\nparts of our Presidency as well as from the other\\nPresidencies and Provinces of India, and repre-\\nsenting so many different missionary societies,\\nfpom so many different countries.\\nWe are very glad that so many missionaries\\ncan come up to this delightful climate, from the\\nburning plains, for a little well-earned rest and\\nrecuperation, after their soul absorbing and\\n257", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0283.jp2"}, "282": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\narduous toil at their stations, for it will fit them\\nthe better for the heavy work ever before them.\\nIt gives us real pleasure to tender to them this\\nsmall amount of hospitality, with a large amount\\nof sympathy and good will, and of appreciation\\nof the noble, and to India, all important service\\nthat they are rendering.\\nMy long experience in India, in the different\\nPresidencies and Provinces has taught me that\\nthe British Government in India cannot possibly\\ndo the work which, in the Providence of God, is\\nour only justification for being here, namely the\\ncivilisation, enlightenment, and uplifting of the\\nwhole people of India, without the aid of the mis-\\nsionaries. For extended observation, and care-\\nful study of the people, have produced in me the\\nprofound conviction that nothing can lift these\\nmillions of Hindus up to the standard of our\\nWestern Christian nations in probity, morality\\nand nobleness of life, but that gospel of Christ\\nwhich has lifted us up.\\nI view, then, the missionary work as an in-\\ndispensable, unofficial, voluntary auxiliary of the\\ngovernment in carrying out in India its highest\\naspirations, the ennobling of the whole Hindu\\npeople. Always in our tours in the provinces\\nLady Elliott and myself find our greatest pleasure\\n258", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0284.jp2"}, "283": {"fulltext": "Missionary Meeting on the Himalayas\\nin looking up and trying to help and encourage\\nthe missionary work of all societies wherever we\\ngo. We are grateful to you missionaries for\\nyour self-sacrificing labours and for the help you\\nthus render the government, and I assure you,\\nthat you will always find sympathy both in The\\nShrubbery where we now are, and in Belvi-\\ndere House in Calcutta, so long as we continue\\nto occupy it.\\nI wish further to say, that Lady Elliott and my-\\nself have to-day invited you, the leading residents\\nand visitors at Darjeeling, and tea planters of the\\ndistrict, that you may meet these missionaries,\\nand learn of their work and learn to know them\\npersonally, and so henceforth take a much greater\\ninterest in their work, and render them the more\\nliberal help. If they give their lives to the work,\\nit is only fair that we should aid in furnishing\\nthem abundant supplies.\\nI congratulate you all that the last census, and\\nthe signs of the times all point to a very positive\\nand somewhat rapid progress of the missionary\\nwork in India. There is unquestionably an under-\\ncurrent working among the higher classes in\\nIndia toward Christianity, in spite of all the open\\nmanifestations against it, and we may look for-\\nward with confident expectation to the day when\\n259", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0285.jp2"}, "284": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nall India shall bow at the feet of Christ, who\\nalone can uplift, purify and save.\\nAt the nomination of the governor, Bishop\\nJohnson, the Anglican Bishop of Calcutta, and\\nMetropolitan of India, then took the chair, and,\\nin a brief address, thanking Sir Charles for his\\noutspoken testimony to the missionary work, and\\nhim and Lady Elliott for the kind conception and\\nkind action which had assembled this company,\\nwent on to say that his duties as Metropolitan of\\nIndia, taking him from the Himalayas to Cape\\nComorin, and from Karachi, on the sea of Arabia,\\nto Assam, on the borders of China, gave him the\\nopportunity of guaging any progress made in\\nthe missionary work, not alone of the Church of\\nEngland, but, to some extent, of all other so-\\ncieties within those wide limits; that when he\\nfirst came to India, a decade ago, he did not, at\\nonce, appreciate the amount of preparatory work\\nthat had been done, not to be tabulated in any\\nstatistics, not apparent to the eye of the casual\\nobserver, but which he now saw to be the chief\\nelement of hope for the speedy evangelisation of\\nIndia. He told of the numbers of educated\\nnative gentlemen who, to his knowledge, were\\nnow privately reading the Bible, and endeavouring\\nto conform their lives to its precepts, while still\\n260", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0286.jp2"}, "285": {"fulltext": "Missionary Meeting on the Himalayas\\noutwardly adhering to Hinduism, who ere long,\\nwhen the Spirit of God should mightily move\\namong them, would come over, as a mighty host,\\ninto the Christian Church. He spoke of the\\nwonderful uplifting power which Christianity\\nhad already manifested in the Madras Presidency,\\nin those regions where very large numbers of\\nconverts had been gathered, and referred to the\\nremarkable declaration of the Director of Public\\nInstruction in Madras in his last official report on\\nthe progress of education, to the effect that if the\\npercentage of increase during the last twenty\\nyears be maintained, the native Christian popula-\\ntion of that presidency would within the next\\ntwo generations have surpassed the Brahman\\nin education, in intelligence, in material pros-\\nperity and in official position. He intimated that\\nhe had come to India interested, indeed, in mis-\\nsions, but practically a pessimist as to their prog-\\nress; that a decade of close observation had\\nconverted him into an optimist, for the well-\\nmarked indications now were that India would,\\nin the not very distant future, become an integral\\npart of the Kingdom of Christ.\\nRev. Archibald Turnbull, B. D., the senior mis-\\nsionary, in the Darjeeling District, of the Church\\nof Scotland, to which seems to be committed the\\n261", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0287.jp2"}, "286": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nevangelisation of the Eastern Himalayas, gave a\\nterse and interesting account of the work going\\non among these Hill-people, with their twelve\\ncatechists and twenty junior assistants, at Dar-\\njeeling, and at twelve out-stations, reaching to\\nthe base of the mountains; Nipali Catechists for\\nthe Nipalis who have immigrated in such num-\\nbers from the adjacent Kingdom of Nipal, in con-\\nnection with the tea industry; Lepcha Cathechists\\nfor the Lepchas from Sikkim, and a Bhutia Cate-\\nchist working among the Bhutias, who have\\nflocked in from Bhutan; and told of the little\\nchurches they had already established here with\\n1,700 adherents, and 600 communicants, with\\nbaptisms of new converts every month. He also\\nspoke of the Scotch Ladies Zenana Mission in\\nDarjeeling, consisting of three Scotch ladies, and\\none native woman, who carry on their work in\\nand around Darjeeling in four languages,\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Nipali,\\nHindi, Bengah and Hindustani.\\nMiss Edith Highton, of the English Church\\nZenana Mission in Calcutta, followed with an in-\\ntensely interesting account of their methods of\\nwork, their hindrances and their successes.\\nRev. Mr. Gwynn, of the Church Missionary\\nSociety, in charge of their Training Institution in\\nCalcutta, then told of his work, and instanced\\n262", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0288.jp2"}, "287": {"fulltext": "Missionary Meeting on the Himalayas\\nremarkable cases of conversion of young men of\\nthe higher classes from their study of the Bible in\\nmission schools, who had, indeed, lost all, of\\nproperty and friends, but had gained Christ; thus\\neffectually answering the oft repeated taunt that\\nHindus only become Christians for worldly gain.\\nRev. J. A. Graham, M. A., of the Young\\nMen s Guild Mission of the Church of Scotland\\nat Kalimpong, in British Bhutan, spoke of the ex-\\nceedingly hopeful work in his mission, with 200\\nbaptisms of mountaineers last year, and of the\\nnative Church organising a Foreign Missionary\\nSociety among themselves, to send the gospel\\ninto the Kingdom of Bhutan adjacent, into which\\nno European can yet enter; and of the resignation\\nfrom mission service of the senior and highest\\npaid native evangelist, who had begun the work\\nat Kalimpong, some twelve years ago, that he\\nmight go forth as the first foreign missionary of\\nthe native church to the turbulent and dangerous\\nregions of Bhutan, receiving only the voluntary\\ncontributions of the native Christians to support\\nhim in Bhutan, and his family in Kalimp6ng,\\nsince they could not accompany him.\\nHe also spoke for the Scottish Universities\\nMission, in Independent Sikkim, now under the\\nefficient charge of Rev. Robert Kilgour, B. D.,\\n263", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0289.jp2"}, "288": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nof Glasgow University, who, with his fifteen\\nnative assistants, is pushing the work up into\\nEastern, Central and Western Sikkim, building\\ntheir little churches almost on the borders of the\\nperpetual snows; for in Sikkim rise those giant\\nmountains 23,000, 25,000 and 27,000 feet high,\\ntowered over by their monarch Kinchin Janga,\\nThe Golden Horn, 28,177 f^^t high, the second\\nhighest mountain in the world.\\nWith a hearty vote of thanks to the chairman,\\nthe speakers, and to Sir Charles and Lady Elliott,\\nand a cheering cup of coffee as we passed out\\nthrough the refreshment room again, we sepa-\\nrated, with the intensified conviction and deter-\\nmination that from the eternal snows of the\\nHimalayas to the scorching sands of Cape Co-\\nmorin Jesus shall be King.\\n264", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0290.jp2"}, "289": {"fulltext": "XXVII\\nTHE ORIENTAL BRIDE OF THE LAMB\\nI AM asked as to the Cost of Foreign Mis-\\nsions. Is it not a very expensive agency Does\\nit produce adequate results This is a fair ques-\\ntion if asked in a proper spirit, with a desire to\\nremedy defects and help forward the work.\\nI have prepared and brought here statistics with\\nreference to your foreign missionary work which\\nprove that it is one of the most economical\\nagencies ever utilised by the Reformed Church\\nfor the establishment of churches and the bring-\\ning in of souls into the Kingdom, and the educa-\\ntion and elevation of a people: but the lateness\\nof the hour forbids my presenting these statistics\\nnow.\\nYet, for the moment, grant that the missionary\\nwork does cost, and that it costs heavily. What\\nthen\\nMr. President, Brothers, Sisters: This is prob-\\n1 The concluding part of an address before the General\\nSynod of the Reformed Church, on Foreign Missionary Even-\\ning, at Catskill, N. Y,, June 8th, 1896-\\n265", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0291.jp2"}, "290": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nably the last time that I shall ever be permitted to\\naddress the General Synod of the Reformed\\nChurch. Thirty-seven years ago this month I at-\\ntended the meeting of the General Synod in Al-\\nbany, then ordained and under appointment to\\nsail to join the Arcot Mission. Twice before\\nduring this thirty-seven years I have returned,\\nbroken dov^n, to my native land for recuperation,\\nand have had the opportunity to plead with you\\nfor India, ere rejoining my field. Now, a third\\ntime God has heard prayer and granted such res-\\ntoration that I look forward with joy to a speedy\\nreturn to my chosen life work.\\nFifteen years work, in completing the transla-\\ntion and revision of the Telugu Bible, and in the\\nbringing out of an illustrated Bible Dictionary\\nwritten from an Oriental standpoint for Oriental\\npeople, for which I have been for twenty years\\npreparing, and other literary and missionary\\nlabour has been laid on my shoulders, and how\\nam I straitened until it be accomplished. My\\nheart is pulling at the leash to get back this fall\\nand throw my every energy into the work.\\nAt my age, and in India s treacherous climate,\\nthere is little human probability that I shall again\\nsee the land of my birth. Nor would I have it\\notherwise. It is my earnest prayer that I may be\\n266", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0292.jp2"}, "291": {"fulltext": "The Oriental Bride of the Lamb\\nsummoned up with the harness on; that my\\nbody may be laid in the cemetery there among\\nmy people; and that, when the trump shall\\nsound, I may go up surrounded by my spiritual\\nchildren whom God has allowed me to bring out\\nof heathenism s darkness into His light.\\nI desire then, in this probably my last address\\nto you, to say a few very earnest words.\\nGrant that the missionary work does cost.\\nWhat then Nature teaches us that the higher\\nthe order of being, the longer the period, and,\\nthe more expensive the process of development.\\nThe inhabitants of a cube of moist cheese are\\nborn, developed and complete their life work in\\na few hours. The lamb gives a fleece at the end\\nof the first year that pays all the expense of its\\nrearing. The blooded colt requires three or four\\nor more years of care and costly nurture before\\nit brings any return to its owner.\\nThe daughter of parents of culture; how care-\\nfully is she nurtured that her physical, intellectual\\nand spiritual powers may attain the most perfect\\ndevelopment. No expense is spared for doctors,\\nteachers, advisers, as she goes on through pri-\\nmary, grammar and high school, and on to Wel-\\nlesley, or Barnard. For two and a half decades\\nthe parents care, the parents wealth is lavished\\n267", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0293.jp2"}, "292": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nupon her that she may become an ornament to\\nsociety, an uplifting agency in the world.\\nBrothers and sisters of the Reformed Church,\\nyou are nurturing a Bride for the Lamb in\\nIndia, in China, in Japan, in Arabia. On you\\ndevolves the joyful task that she should be fitly\\ncultured to be The Lamb s Wife to eternity.\\nWho, who would complain of the expense\\nneeded for the proper culturing of these Oriental\\nBrides of Christ? The Reformed Church aims\\nto present to her Lord, as His bride, The king s\\ndaughter all glorious within, adorned with\\npearls not bought in the market, pearls of char-\\nacter, pearls of devotion, pearls of absolute con-\\nsecration to her Lord. So shall the King greatly\\ndesire her beauty. Who would complain if she\\ndoes not reach her maturity in one decade or\\ntwo; if she requires many long years, as we\\nmeasure years, for her growth, her culture, her\\nadornment!\\nO, Church of the Redeemed! be^^rudge no\\ncare, no labour: Be not a stingy mother, nor\\nimpatient, for she whom thou dost nourish in\\nthose far lands of the Orient is for all ages to be\\nThe Wife of the Lamb.\\nFour and a half decades ago 1 heard and heeded\\na summons to become a tutor to that bride in\\n268", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0294.jp2"}, "293": {"fulltext": "The Oriental Bride of the Lamb\\nIndia, a summons that after all these intervening\\nyears, and with my maturer powers, still rings,\\nand with tenfold force, in my listening ears:\\nMy soul is not at rest there comes a strange\\nAnd secret whisper to my spirit like a dream of night,\\nThat tells me I am on enchanted ground\\nThe voice of my departed Lord, Go teach all nations,*\\nComes on the night air, and awakes mine ear.\\nWhy stay I here The vows of God are on me,\\nAnd I may not stop to play with shadows.\\nOr pluck earthly flowers, till I my work have done, i\\nAnd rendered up account.\\nIt matters not if storm or sunshine be\\nMy earthly lot bitter or sweet my cup.\\nI only pray, God fit me for the work,\\nGod make me holy and my spirit nerve\\nFor the stern hour of strife. Let me but know\\nThere is a watchful eye that plans my path,\\nAn arm unseen that ever holds me up.\\nAnd I will joy to tread the darksome wilderness.\\nAnd when I come to stretch me for the last\\nBeneath the Cocoa s shade, it will be sweet\\nThat I have toiled for other worlds than this\\nAnd through the ages of eternal years\\nMy spirit never shall repent\\nThat toil, and hardness once were mine below.\\nThis is the inspiration with which I hasten\\nback to India; my India, nay, nay, Christ s\\nIndia, revolted indeed, but a part of which you\\nand I, we of the Reformed Church, have sworn\\nto bring back to its allegiance to our Lord.\\nMay this be the aspiration, the inspiration,\\n269", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0295.jp2"}, "294": {"fulltext": "The Cobra s Den\\nwith which we each spring forward to the work\\nto which our Master summons us, while we hear\\nbefore us His inspiriting voice, Be thou faithful\\nunto death, and I will give thee the Crown of\\nLife.\\n270", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0296.jp2"}, "295": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0297.jp2"}, "296": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0298.jp2"}, "297": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0299.jp2"}, "298": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0300.jp2"}, "299": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3612", "width": "2265", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0301.jp2"}, "300": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3722", "width": "2364", "jp2-path": "cobrasden00cham_0302.jp2"}}