98 Missouri Agricultural Report. 



country wants is men, strong men, unselfish and broad-visioned, 

 able to help him and his cabinet lead the way. 



My friends, I have touched upon a few of the many problems 

 which crowd upon us instantly demanding solution. I have 

 abiding faith that the good people of Missouri and Kansas will 

 do their part to abate these ancient evils, to right these age-old 

 wrongs and put our twentieth-centyry civilization on a higher 

 and happier plane than any which has yet blessed or prospered 

 humanity; that the misery and suffering of the world may be 

 lessened; that equality and justice and liberty may be found all 

 over this nation and all humanity brought together in the uni- 

 versal brotherhood of man. And friends, I come here as a 

 faithful native son of liberty-loving, progressive Kansas to join 

 hands with you God-fearing people of stalward, loyal, grand 

 old Missouri, in a solemn pledge made in the beginning of a 

 promising new year that we will live our lives righteously, that 

 we will fight the good fight for human progress and higher ideals 

 and will do our part, be it large or small, to make this world a 

 better, a cleaner, a little more decent, a little happier, a little 

 more God-like. 



HOW ONE RURAL CHURCH WAS MADE TO SERVE ITS 



COMMUNITY. 



(M. B. McNutt, Glen Ellyn, 111., field assistant of the Department of Church and Country 

 Life of tlie Presbyterian Board of Home Missions.) 



Thirteen years ago last spring I went directly from McCor- 

 mick Seminary to Du Page Church, which I served 12 years. 

 It is a country field thirty miles west of Chicago and six miles 

 from the nearest railroad. It is surrounded by no town or vil- 

 lage. The church and manse stand alone on the open prairie. 



It is one of the oldest churches in Illinois. The people are 

 an average country folk of Scotch, English, Irish and German 

 descent. The congregation was then worshiping in a frame 

 structure built half a century before. It was the old type of 

 church architecture — one room, boxy, straight board seats, 

 small, plain glass windows and with scarcely any furnishings. 



The church and manse lots, enclosed by the remnant of a 

 wire fence, were veritable weed patches. North of the church I 

 stood some old tumble-down sheds, the sight of which made every f 

 passer-by shudder and think to himself, "Surely the Lord hath 

 deserted this place." The manse had the same neglecten appear- 



