riven out, so I will commence work with them soon,
if possible. Then I find a good many little children, too, and I will
try to get some Christian lady to teach them. I hope I may save the
women. I could never locate them in Chinatown, and the Chinamen told
me there were only two in town, but I find they told me an untruth,
and I will now endeavor to reach them.

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BUREAU OF WOMAN'S WORK.

MISS D. E. EMERSON, SECRETARY.

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"WHAT PROGRESS DO YOU MAKE?"

PROF. CHAS. L. PARKER.

In our letters from different parts of the country, the above is the
oft-repeated question. My answer, which is the purpose of this letter,
will not deal with statistics either of church or of school, for the
best work done among the mountaineers is not recorded in the church
books or school curriculums; it is the work accomplished in the lives
of individuals and through them. Often these individuals are never
known outside their own community.

A little over a year ago, in company with a friend, I went to visit a
Sunday-school in a mountain community way back in the "Ridges." The
Superintendent, a man whom we had met before at a Sunday-school
convention, invited us to speak. After the services we went home with
him to dinner. His family consisted of a wife and five children. He
deplored the fact that they had not better opportunities for education
and better church privileges, so we suggested that, when the crops
were harvested, he should move with his family to C---- to send them
to school.

The idea pleased Mr. W----, and in course of time he came. Mrs.
W---- entered the school with her children as a regular student, being
in some of the same classes with her little girls. All worked
diligently through the winter, enjoying an intellectual feast, of
which they had hitherto known nothing. It is unnecessary to say that
the winter passed too quickly with them, and the time came for
"making a new crop" all too soon. They left the school reluctantly and
returned to the mountain home, taking with them a spirit of progress,
which will make even a rugged fastness into a blooming garden.

Last Sunday we visited the Sunday-school again, no longer a small one,
for it enrolls over one hundred and fifty pupils. Mr. W---- has also
organized a "Saturday class," at which the youth and grown people of
the neighborhood meet after the week's work on the farm, and learn to