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A Monthly Paper for Circulation among the Coloured People of Australasia.

Issued by the Aborigines Inland Mission of Australia, 242 Pitt Street. Sydney

May. 194] Vol. 11. No. 2.

Mrs Billv Munro (Emma), Of Long Gully. Tingha, N.S.W.,

Said to be 105.

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2 THE AUSTRALIAN EVANGEU ,._s,»Ua,v,494l

Our Message A MESSAGE FOR WORKERS

Some years ago a sister in Christ asked a great preacher and Bihle student: "'Have you ever noticed that the four things which the Shu-nammite woman provided for the prophet Elisha are illustrative (or pictures) of the four things which the worker for Christ needs?"

When the great preacher said "No, I have not," she went on to say: "The four things were a bed, a table, a sluul. and a candlestick (2 Kings I: 10). The bed is a picture of rest which is found in Christ, by coming to Him. and in being yoked in God's will with Him (Matthew 11 : 28, 29) .

"The table is the picture of fel­lowship with Him, for He spreads a table before us in the presence of our enemies (Psalm 23 : 5 I and tells us to "come and dine' (John 2 1 : 12).

"The stool is a picture of instruc­tion or learning from Christ, for we must sit at His feet, and learn of Him, if ue would be initialed into the secrets of His will ( Deuteronomy 23 : 3 ; Luke 10: 39) .

"The candlestick is a picture o( testimony for Christ, for He says, ue are llie light of the world, and His witnesses are to testify of Him­self (Matthew 5 : I I : Acts I : 8 ) . "

And if you who are workers for God notice the order in which these are given i( will no doubt suggest to you that this is the order in which we as Christians need to ad­vance.

Firsl ol all we inu.-l rest in Chrisl by being yoked with Him in (he will of God—this is necessary be­fore we can have fellowship with Him and when we have fellowship with Him we are instructed by Him and we need to be instructed by Him before we can do effective work by testifying for Him.

And as we work for the Lord we ourselves are helped by the very work which we seek to do to help others. As we study to feed others with the Bread of Life, we feed our­selves, as the widow found in minis­tering to the prophet Elijah (1 Kings 17: 14 I.

As we labour in prayer that others may be blessed, we grow in grace ourselves as Epaphras did in pray­ing for the saints at Colosse (Colos-sians -1: 121.

As we endeavour to keep the unity of the Spirit, we keep our own minds calm, as Paul did in seeking the oneness of others (1 Corinthians 3 : 3-9).

As we give encouragement to our brother, we get rid of discourage­ment ourselves, as David found when he befriended the poor Egyptian, because he helped himself by be­friending him in the information he got from him which led to the dis­covery of his lost property (1 Samuel 30: 10-18).

And we will find that as we lend ourselves to the Lord's service, we -ball find abundant blessing as Peter found, for it was after he had lent his ship to Christ that he. re­ceived such a draught of lishes through Christ (Luke 5: 3-7) and as we deny ourselves in lowly fol­lowing with Christ in death to self, ue shall iind our life in the "much fruit" thai we read about in John 12: 21-26.

Lei us then, as workers together with God, give ourselves more fully than ever before to the Lord's ser­vice and do our utmost for Him, lor in so doing we shall reap a reward here and then in the glory we shall hear the Master's "Well done, good and faithful servant, enter thou into the joy of thy Lord."

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May. 1941 THE AUSTRALIAN EVANGEL 3

Special Easter Services at Condobolin

Having no convention this year we had some special meetings for ourselves.

On Good Friday we had a Com­munion Service in the morning and another meeting in the late after­noon, at which those who were most interested gathered to remember how the Lord Jesus Christ died on the cross for us.

Again at night we had a Gospel Service with a full church, when we were able to tell unbelievers how much God loves them.

On Easter Sunday we had our services at which we were able to think of Christ risen from the grave and we rejoiced knowing we have a living Saviour.

Gilbert Barlow. Native Worker.

News from Tennant Creek Mr. George Cormier, our Native Missionary there, writes:—

We acknowledge the gifts of mon­ey which have been sent by the power of the Holy Spirit through the children of God for our help in the work of the Gospel of Christ our Lord and King.

Since we came to Tennant Creek there have been 20 deaths in 11 months. We had to go to the camps to 9 or 10 persons when the sickness was on and now we praise Him for His healing power. Today we had 31 women and children in the morning service.

We received a telegram from Mr. Long that he arrived in Katherinc safely. We are also interested in the work of the Training College at Pin-dimar and pray that the Lord will direct the work of righteousness.

Two More Students Arrive at the Training College

Dear friends, We have arrived safely at the Col­

lege. We are here to studv the Word

of the Lord that we may be able to take it to others.

The dear Lord has led us wonder­fully since we have been converted. We have settled down and are happy in our new home. We were out fish­ing the other day and it reminded me of a text of Scripture. Christ said to Peter. "Follow Me, and I will make you fishers of men."

We are proud to be able In help in extending the Lord's Kingdom.

Yours in Christ Jesus. L. Clements.'

To Headers of The Evangel. We arrived at the College on the

29th of April and I feel so proud to he doing the work the dear Lord has willed me to do. And I feel and know that by telling others of my dear Lord, Who has gone to prepare a home for me that 1 have many happy days ahead in His service.

I thank my dear Lord for all His goodness and mercies. It is my hearts' desire to do all 1 can to ex­tend His kingdom.

All good wishes from Airs. L. Clements.

Money in a Jewfish Mr. Robbins, our missionary at

Roggabilla. sent us this story: On Thursdav last, Mr. John Mc-

Grady caught a Jewfish about one pound in weight about a mile up the Sovereign River from the Re­serve.

When he was cleaning the fish that evening he noticed something round in its stomach and when he cut it, he found a silver coin, a six­pence, bearing the date of 1980.

The only explanation is that when the officials of the A.P. Board were visiting Boggabilla last year they were entertained by the children at the swimming pool. Various coins were thrown into the river for the children to dive for and some of them were not found. However, the fish must have found this coin and swallowed it,

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4 THE AUSTRALIAN EVANGEL May, 1911

& Stories from LITTLE JIM

Jim knew what mother and all the church ladies uere husy about. They uere packing a hox of gifts for a far-off Indian Sunday School.

Jim stood thinking for a moment, and then he ran upstairs.

In a shoe-box in the cupboard he kept his treasures. Opening the box, he took out a picture which had heen given to him in Sunday School. It was a coloured print showing Jesus raising the widow's son at Yiin. Jim loved this picture, but he wanted to send a present to India.

When the little boy got down­stairs again the ladies were in the drawing-room drinking tea. The gift hox stood open, about half full. Jim dropped in his picture and ran off.

Samuel, the native helper, was sweeping rubbish out of the school-i lom in India.

Little Chab Lai drew near. "Babu-ji." he said. "Please may 1 take some of that rubbish to make a fire? My father is too poor to buy wood."

"Take it little one," said Samuel; and Chab Lai gathered up the rub­bish and trotted off home to his mother. His parents were very curi­ous. They felt very interested in the bits of coloured paper and the boxes, but it was the boy who found the crumpled, torn little picture which Jim had put into the box.

Al l three looked at the picture, and wanted to know what it was about.

"Lather." cried Chab Lai. "to­morrow when you go to work for tlic head-man. show him the picture, and he will tell you what it means."

Chab Lai's father hesitated. He knew the best-loved son of the head­man had lain sick for days, and though prayers had been made to the god. the young man got no bet­ter. But he promised he would do as Chab Lai wanted,

Other Cands S PICTURE

The head-man stared at the pic­ture, just as the others had done. He knew no English, and so could not read the writing, but he grew curi­ous, and he remembered that in his village was a man who had once worked for white people. Calling for this man. the head-man showed him the picture. "Oh." cried the newcomer, "I have seen a picture like this one before; it hung in the sleeping room of the memsahib where I worked. My memsahib told me that the Man is Jesus, the God of the Christians, and that he re­stored the dead one to life."

The head-man said nothing. He held out his hand for the picture, folded it carefully, and hid it in his garment.

"Sahib, the head-man of Genali Village would speak to you."

The missionary looked up sur­prised, for he knew this head-man hated all Christians, hut he went at once to the man.

The head-man wasted no words, taking the picture from his pocket, he said that his own son lay sick unto death, as sick as the young man in the picture. Could the God of the Christians work a miracle and cure his lad?—then the missionary might come and preach in the Genali Village. The missionary told him to bring his son at once to the hospital, and everything possible would be done for him in the Name of Jesus Christ. "But," he added, "it may not be the will of God to heal your son. You must be ready for that."

The head-man said: "It may he that your God is more merciful than our gods. I will bring the lad."

Little Jim's gift had cost him something, but through it, a certain Indian hill village, once the despair of the missionaries, became a centre of power for Jesus Christ.

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May, 1941 T H E A U S T R A L I A N E V A N G E L 5

Young Folks Dear 1 oung Cousins.

I suppose all you boy- and girls have done some c l imbing—climbing up trees or up rocks or through the bush, oi perhaps, like some little boy- and girls I've heard about, c l imbing up on to a ehair and on to a table and then to a cupboard where Mother has some nice th ing- to eat.

A little box once -aw some lovel) big apples up a tree and he cl imbed up and was rilling his pockets with apples when he heard a noise. He looked down and there he saw the farmer who owned the tree and the orchard it was in. and his dog. The farmer said, ""Who are you. up my tree, and what are you doing? Come down h e r e ! " in a verj gruff voice, and he hit a stick which he held in his hand against his leather leggings, and it made such a big noise which seemed to emphasise the order to come down, and the dog growled, which made it worse.

The little boy did so. and there was no need to sa> what he was doing up that tree, as his pockets were bulging, but he stood there very ashamed of him­self, with his head hanging down.

The Fa rmer said. "Come up to the house." and hit his leather leggings with his stick again, and the little dog growled at his heels, so the little hoy didn't feel like doing anything else but going up to the house with the farmer and his dog. but he did wonder what was going In happen to h im!

When the) got to the house, the farmer said to his wife. "Look what I found up the apple t r e e ! " and his wife- said. "To steal is a very naught v thing."

The Farmer then said. "Wi le , give this boy a glass ol milk and a big piece ol that birthday cake of mine ." The little bo) was surprised. Here was the farmer who hail spoken so gruffly down at tie' apple tree speaking kindly and telling his wife to give the naught ) hoy a glas- of milk ami a piece of cake.

!!.• didn't sav a he rd , but ate all the cake and drank the milk and then the farmer took a book oil' the -hell and asked the boj did he know what book it was. and the little bo> said. "Yes, my mother and fa ther read to me sometimes .II! of a book like that ."

T h e Farmer then t inned to a part ol this book and said. "Here is a story of a little man who climbed a tree to see Jesus . His name was Zaccheus, and while he was looking at Jesus out of the tree Jesus saw h im."

" I would like you." said the farmer. "to remember that whatever we do Jesus sees u s : and that we should never climb

anywhere wliere we would be ashamed of Jesus seeing us."

"Life is like a l adder and we must climb il. bin never let us climb anywhere without remembering that Jesus can see us. Let our cl imb up the Ladder of Life be toward Heaven."

God bless you all. COUSIN EVANGEL.

Results of March Competitions CLASS 1.

Food mentioned in Exodus. 1st Prize: Cousin Rene McPherson, If oorabinda. 2nd Prize: Cousin John Saunders , If oorabinda. Stars: Rudolph Johnson. Mm Clark.

Wenindee. Sheila Sampson. Robert Charles, Ronald Sampson, Kathleen Samp­son, Moonah Cullah. Una Byers, kissing Williams. Chrissie Edwards . Cherbourg. Boydv Turner . Cummeragunja. Nanev k i rby . Balranald. Albert Bellear. John Browning. Eunice Browning, Ellen Vet-tica. Joyce Rotumah, Fingal Point.

CLASS 2. / erse Puzzle.

]si Prize: Cousin \gnes Charles. Cum­meragunja. 2nd Prize: Counsin John Hamilton. \loor.ah Cullah. Stars: Isabelle Ferguson, Menindee.

Will Charles, Cyril Hamil ton. Oliver Sampson. Moonah Cullah. Shirley l.alnr. Sydney. Mabel Langlo, Doreen Punch. II" oorabinda. Tommy Dunolly, Watson Ukinson, Cummeragunja. Laura Edwards. Marjorie Kirby, Owen Kirby. Balranald. Be!Iv Browning. George Fay. Fingal Point.

Awards for Six Stars \ P R I L \ \ l ) MAY

Maggie Brigg-. Sheila Sampson. Beryl Morton. Patsy Sloekee. June Fay. John Browning. Laurence Munns. Gwen Rotu­mah, Shit lev Lalor. Doreen Punch , Laura Edwards. Gwen Kirby. Betty Browning. Chrissie Edwards .

\ beautiful!) written competit ion ans WIT came from Bessie Con Coo from Herberton but ii was too late to be marked with last month 's answers. Trv again Bessie.

New Competitions CLASS I. e l l Years and Overt

Can von give the name or names of these persons and tell me where you read about them in the Bible?

I. A young man who fell from a win­dow while he was asleep.

<Continued on Page 7)

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6 THE AUSTRALIAN EVANGEL Way, 1941

;f| Old Folks' Page ^ Well, Joe, it is a few weeks now since I had a talk to you.

Where have you been? You are shearing now, are you?

Shearing must be interesting work. First, to see the beautiful fleece just falling off as the shears run over the sheep, and then the gathering of it together to be cleaned and pressed, ready to be sent away to be made into clothing for us.

It is good that we have the wool to keep us warm in the winter, isn't it? But how the poor sheep must miss his nice warm coat when it has been taken off!—especially when sometimes the shears have slipped and cut his flesh. It must be very painful for him, and yet he never cries out when he is being shorn, but just endures it patiently. Even when he is being led to the slaughter he makes no sound.

Do you know, Joe, that we read that in the Bible? Yes; you listen to these words: "He is brought as a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before her shearers is dumb, so He openeth not His mouth." Yes, those words are in God's Book.

Do you know Who is the Person that these words are written about?

He is the Lord Jesus Christ, Who left His Father's home in heaven, and Who came down to earth to die for our sins; and these words were written hundreds of years before He came, to let the people know about Him.

Yes, He is the same Jesus that Grannie and many other people know. In this same chapter we read the words: "Al l we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned every one to his own way."

God does not want us to go our own way, because it is not good for us. He wants us to go His way, which leads to His beau­tiful home. But none of us are good enough to go to such a beautiful place, because we all have bad hearts, full of sin. But Jesus came down from heaven and died for our sins, and bore the suffering patiently for us. That is what this verse means, and if we believe on Him, He will make our hearts clean and lead us into the right way. Then when He comes back again—as He will some day—He will take us up to His Father's home to live with Him for ever, where we shall always be happy.

So you think of these words, Joe, while you are shearing the sheep, and next time I shall tell your more about Jesus.

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May, 1941 1 HE AUSTRALIAN EVANGEL •?.

[Continued jroni lJage 5)

2. A preacher whose room contained a bed, a table, a stool and a candlestick. •'!. A mother and a grandmother who were both followers of Jesus. I. A king who had a penknife.

CLASS 2. (Under 11 Years) Write out the names with only 4 letters

in of the Books of the Bible. You will find a list of the Books in the front of the Bible.

Send your answers to Cousin Evangel. A.I.M., I'indimar. N.S.W., before the end of June.

More of Our Men Who Have Enlisted from Moree

Herbert Leslie. Joseph Nean, A. Stanley, Fonald Smith. Ernest Widders.

Births Egans.—In October 1940, to Mr. and

Mrs. K. Egans of Moulamein, a son. Paul Gratton.

rise.—On January 30. 1941, to Mr. and Mrs. Reg Wise of Balranald, a daughter. Edith.

Groves.—On Lehman 28. 1941, at Moree. a daughter. June. Departed to be with the "Friend of little children" at the age of 7 days.

Smith.—On March 17, 1941, to Mr. and Mrs. A. Smith of Cummeragunja. a daughter. Elma.

Roberts.—On March 27. 1941. to Mr. and Mrs. Roberts of Moree. a son. Matthew.

Swan.—On March 28, 1941. to Mr. ami Mrs. 0 . Swan of Moree. a daughter. Lila Jean.

Wesley.—On April 1, 1941. to Mr. and Mrs. Wesley of Roper, at Katherine, a son. William James.

Saunders.—On April 10. 1941. to Mr. and Mrs. Saunders of Moree. a daughter. Marion. Joyce.

Duncan.—On April 10. 1941. at Cher­bourg, a son. Raymond.

Frith.—On April 11, 1941. to Alan and Ymy Frith at Katherine, a son.

Atkinson.—In April to Mr. and Mrs. Watson Atkinson of Cummeragunja. a son. Richard.

Muggleton.—On April 13, 1941, to Mr. and Mrs. Muggleton. of Moree. a son. (lolin Ross.

Bett.—On April 17. 1941, to Mr. and Mrs. L. Bett of Cherbourg, a son. Lawrence.

Pitt.—On April 17, 1941, to Mi. and Mrs. T. Pitt, of Moree. a daughter Barbara Joyce, -was born but died the same day. "The Lord gave, the Lord hath taken away, blessed be the Name of the Lord.'"

Mickelo.—On April 20, 1941, to Mrs. Mickelo, a son, Henry, at Cherbourg.

CosteUo.—On April, 24, 1941. to Mr.

and Mrs. Harry Costello, a daughter. Beryl, at Cherbourg.

Bird.—On April 24. 1941. to Mr. and Mrs. N. Bird, at Cherbourg, a daughter. Ethel Norma,

Draper.—On April 26. 1941. at Moree. a daughter. Anne Shirley.

ftom».-On April 28, 1941, to Mr. and Mrs. F. Roma of Cherbourg, a daughter. Vera.

Dedications At Moree.—On March 30. 1941. Jo%

Ella Duncan. At Katherine.—On April 7. 1941. Wil­

liam James Wesley.

Deaths Robertson.—On February 6. 1941, Percy,

son of Mr. and Mrs. Robertson of Lake Boga, aged 8 years. "Safe in the arm-of Jesus."

Whyman.—On February 24. 1941. Jack Whyman of Moonah Cullah died sudden-I) at Balranald.

Muggleton.—On February 25, 1941. at Moree, Harold Lionel. 11 months.

Pike.—On March 18, 1941, Billy, son ol Mr. and Mrs. Joe Pike of Stoney Cros­sing, died in Swan Hill Hospital.

Gill.—On March 21. 1941. Frederick Gill of Walcha, aged 58.

Dillon.— On March 23. 1941. at Moree. Marg J. Dillon, aged 76 years. "The Lord came and plucked a flower to transplant to His own garden where weeds and decay are unknown."

Cooper.—On March 29, 1941, at Moo-roopna Hospital. William Cooper, an old and respected resident of Barmah, late of Melbourne. After a long illness, leaving a widow and two sons and two daughters besides many relatives.

Leady.—In April at Cherbourg Hospital, baby son of Mr. and Mrs. Larry Leady.

McKenzie.—In April at Cherbourg Hos pital. Bella McKenzie.

Frith.—On April 13. 1941. at Katherine. infant son of Alan and Amy Frith.

Orcher.—On April 21. 1941. at Moree. Phyllis Orcher of Boggabilla. aged 12 months.

SUNDAY SCHOOL EXAMINATION

T o be he ld on Saturday after­noon , June 28. All entries must be in by the 1st of June . W e want every station to be represented. W h a t about yours?

H a v e all your chi ldren and teachers been asked t o sit? Over 300 names were entered last year. Are you entering the Banner Com­petit ion? Ask your missionary about it.

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8 THE AUSTRALIAN EVANGEL May, 1941

0UR SERIAL STORY. C A R

CHAPTER 13—Continued He looked across the hearth at her with

an eager face, but he did not take a step nearer to her, so fearful was he of start­ling her and she stood motionless, gazing at him with a look of wonder, and a minute's silence passed by before either of them moved or spoke again.

"'Can you say nothing to me?" he asked at length.

"I don"t know what to say." she an­swered, almost in a whisper, "I had never thought of it before. Is it t rue?"

"It's as true as I'm alive," he said; ' ' i ts true that I have never loved any girl before, and it's true that I've loved you from the first moment 1 saw you. I cannot keep it in any longer. Promise me that you'll try to love me."

"But I never thought of it before," she repeated in a tone of wonder.

"You're not slow in thinking," he an­swered, ''and you know all about me. 1 only want you to promise to try to love me."

"Oh," she said, speaking very low. "there isn't any need to try. How could ' help loving you. if you love me."

They walked back to the Grange slowly, hand in hand. The cottage doors were closed as they went by, but every window was lit up, and they knew well who were gath­ered round the fire in each little home­stead. A strangely sweet and solemn feel­ing was in Carola's heart. She had loved these people, and served them faithfully, and now they were to be her own people all her life long

CHAPTER 14 Carola could not sleep that night for

pure gladness. There was no restlessness of mind or body and she lay as still as if she was sleeping like a happy child. A solemn sense that all happiness must come from God and must be in harmony with His will, or it could be no happiness for her. was impressed upon her. and a cease­less prayer was in her heart. "Thy will be done" was the cry of her spirit, but without dread and with no fears lor the future. Hitherto the will of God had filled her with inward blessing with no sorrow added. The narrow path had been for her a path of peace.

It was Christmas Day. her Lord's birth­day, and until this year it had been filled from morning to night with thoughts of Him. But there was naturally a distrac­tion today. She had been very much alone in other years, either at school or in her own quiet cottage. This morning she walked down to the church, with Philip at her side, and she sat in the seat beside him and sang with him out of the same hymn-book. It was Philip's way of an-

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O L A nouncing that a change had taken place in their relationship to one another. He had not spoken of their engagement to his father or mother, but they knew only loo well what he meant, and Mrs. Arnold wept some bitter tears as she knelt down during the prayer.

In the evening Mr. Arnold was sitting in the chimney-corner and he made room for Carola to sit down beside him, putting his arm around her shoulders. Jack Win-dybank was seated at the end of a long bench, cutting with a clasp-knife at a huge piece of pork-pie, and speaking slowly with his mouth full.

"Philip." said Mr. Arnold, "do you remember poor Lumley of Market Upton'.''"

"Him as was robbed and drowned four years ago," interrupted Jack Windybank, "that's him, sir. They've took up the man as was suspected. He's been out of the country ever since, but he was seen the other day and the police hadn't forgotten him. I suppose the reward will hold good yet, a hundred pounds it was. I wouldn't have minded catching him myself."

"Poor fellow," said Philip. "He went to school with me. Carol, and turned out badly, and his relatives sent him up to London with money to take him out to New Zealand and buy a little land there. But nothing was heard of him until the police found his body in the river, with marks of violence on it enough to cause his death."

The happy look on Garola's face died away, and the smiling light in her dark eyes grewr dim. It seemed to her that once before she had heard these words spoken and she shrank from hearing what was about to follow as if it would blight and crush her whole being.

"Why! What a nervous little creature it is!" said Mr. Arnold: "that's the shock from the fire. You've no courage to hear of bad things or sad things, my Christmas Carol. Come, come!"

"He do say he can prove he was with his sweetheart that night, if she could be found. But girls like them are always shifting about and never living in one place. But the man's name is George Bassett."

But Carola heard nothing more, except the name George Bassett. She repeated il again and again to herself, but the name did not mean anything lo her yet. Her face was peaceful and her pulse beat no faster nor slower. She fell almost as if she was going to sleep. Mechanically she untied her bonnet-strings and rose up from the seat by the fire.

"I will come down by and bye." she said to Philip, with a little smile and nod; "I'm tired just now." (To be continued)

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