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The Seventh Noon

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"Not that kind. They don't go with a sound constitution. When a man begins to talk of finding no use for life, he 's either a coward or sick. And--I know you 're not a coward, Peter." The man on the couch turned uneasily. "Nor sick either. You are as stubborn and narrow as an old woman, Barstow," he complained. "Living is n't a matter of courage, physical or moral. It suits you--it doesn't happen to suit me, but that doesn't mean that you are well and moral while I 'm sick and a coward. My difficulty is simple--clear; I haven't the material means to get out of life what I want. I 'll admit that I might get it by working longer, but I should have to work so many years in my own way that there would n't in the end be enough of me left to enjoy the reward. Now, if I don't like that proposition, who the devil is to criticize me for not accepting it?" "It's quitting not to stay." "It would be if we elected to come. We don't. Moreover, my case is simplified by circumstances--no one is dependent upon me either directly or indirectly. I have no relatives--few friends. These, like
Missionary Survey As An Aid To Intelligent Co-Operation In Foreign Missions

PREFACE. This book, written by Mr. Allen, bears both our names because we studied the material together, and settled what should be included and what excluded. We discussed and disputed, and finally found ourselves in complete agreement. We therefore decided to issue the book in our joint names, on the understanding that I should be allowed to disclaim the credit for writing it. But the book would never have been written at all save for the inspiration and help of Mr. S.J.W. Clark, who, in his travels in nearly every mission field, has brought an unusually acute mind, trained by a long business experience, to bear upon mission problems, and has done more hard thinking on the question of survey than any man we know. Let anyone who doubts the need for survey study the present distribution of missionary forces. He will find little evidence of any plan or method. In one region of the world there are about four hundred and fifty missionaries to a population of three millions, while in another area with more than double the number of people, there are only about twenty missionaries.
you, would call me names for a minute after I 'd gone and then forget." "You 're talking beautiful nonsense," observed Barstow. "Schopenhauer says--" "Damn your barbaric pessimists and all their hungry tribe!" Donaldson smiled a trifle condescendingly. "What's the use of talking to you when you 'll not admit a sound deduction? And yet, if I said you don't know what results when you put together two known chemicals, you 'd--" There was a look in Barstow's face that checked Donaldson,--a look of worried recollection. "I 'd say nothing," he asserted earnestly, "because I _don't_ always know." For a moment his fingers fluttered over the medley of bottles upon the shelves before him. They paused over a small vial containing a brilliant scarlet liquid. He picked it out and held it to the light. "See this?" he asked.