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problems and character are not understood and handled by any precedent established in other missions. Therefore, there needs be no surprise on the part of the saint when told that service no longer and sacrifice no greater than that ordinarily given by our missionaries in even the hardest of other missions is not very pro- ductive, and unless this mission can have work and workers pro. portionate to its needs, it will remain in swaddling clothes and slumber in its cradle indefinitely. Therefore, if all who now have, and all who may hereafter form, relations with the Japan Mission, will keep these points in mind and hold them with the earnestness

with which they are given, the future need not repeat the history of the past — a history of premature releases. And if these words are taken to heart and carried out in good faith, from now on, our sacrifice of both means and time and dear associations for the re- demption of this nation will be sufficient in the eyes of the Lord, and he will add blessings and help hitherto unknown among us.

Tokyo, June 2, 1909.

HUSH, MY HEART. (For the Improvement Era.)

Words and Music by Theo. E. Curtis.

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