Heroes All. 
THERE are people who scoff at the idea that a 
nigger," as they rudely call him, could ever 
qualify as a hero. They declare it to be ridiculous 
to ever suggest such a thing. In their judgment 
— and they profess tO' know — the negro is very little 
better than a monkey. I remember once being told 
that on my way home. What do you think I said ? 
Just this: I quite acknowledge you know more 
about monkeys than I do, though Tve seen hun- 
dreds of them and of many different kinds. Probably 
your time and interest have allowed you to make 
a closer acquaintance than I can boast of ; but 
you certainly know less about negroes.*' He did 
not relish being given the palm as an expert on 
monkeys, and dropped the subject like a hot potato. 
Against the scoffers, and all that anybody else likes 
to say to the contrary, Tm going to place the testi- 
mony of my brother missionaries, and a story be- 
longing to my own experience. From a place called 
Roodekopj situate on the Rand in South Africa, I 
believe, comes the following story. It is sent by the 
missionary on the spot. The leader of the Primi- 
time Methodist Church at Roodekop is a man 
named Leeuw. He deserves to be the leader be- 
cause he has been its mainstay for a number of 
years. When he was young and strong he earned 
good wages at the mines, and his wife also earned 
money by taking in washing, so that they were 
comfortably off. But with the increase of years he 
cannot now work so hard or earn so much. His 
wife's eyesight has become defective, and she can- 
not take in washing now, like she used to do. Since 
the War began, the prices of everything have 
