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Discovering Computers 2014 1st Edition Vermaat Test Bank
Discovering Computers 2014 1st Edition Vermaat Test Bank
MULTIPLE CHOICE
1. The Internet has its roots in a network that became functional in 1969, linking scientific and academic
researchers across the United States. What was the name of that network?
a. ARPANET c. LISTSERV
b. NSFnet d. MPEG
ANS: A PTS: 1 REF: 54 OBJ: 1
4. Which of the following allows access to high-speed Internet services through the cable television
network?
a. cable transceiver c. cable receiver
b. cable modem d. cable dialer
ANS: B PTS: 1 REF: 57 OBJ: 2
5. Which of the following high-speed Internet connections use an antenna on a house or business to
communicate with a tower location via radio signals?
a. Satellite c. fixed wireless
b. FTTP d. DSL
ANS: C PTS: 1 REF: 57 OBJ: 2
6. Which of the following communicates with a satellite dish to provide high-speed Internet connections
via satellite?
a. satellite transceiver c. satellite receiver
b. satellite modem d. satellite dialer
ANS: B PTS: 1 REF: 57 OBJ: 2
8. Which of the following is a technology that provides high-speed Internet connection using the
telephone network?
10. What is the approximate data usage for sending and receiving 100 messages with no attachments?
a. 3-6 MB c. 1.5 GB
b. 0.75-1 GB d. 5-20 GB
ANS: A PTS: 1 REF: 58 OBJ: 2
11. Which of the following is a business that provides individuals and companies access to the Internet for
free or for a fee?
a. service provider c. host provider
b. access provider d. email provider
ANS: B PTS: 1 REF: 58 OBJ: 3
14. What is the term for an electronic document on the web that can contain text, graphics, animation,
audio (sound), and video?
a. webpage c. web reader
b. webnet d. web host
ANS: A PTS: 1 REF: 61 OBJ: 5
15. Which of the following is a collection of related webpages and associated items, such as documents
and pictures, stored on a web server?
a. website c. Internet host
b. server reader d. browser app
ANS: A PTS: 1 REF: 61 OBJ: 5
16. Which of the following is application software that allows users to access and view webpages?
a. reader c. host
b. browser d. server
ANS: B PTS: 1 REF: 61 OBJ: 5
18. Which of the following allows users to have multiple home pages that automatically display when the
browser runs?
a. linked browsing c. matrix browsing
b. indexed browsing d. tabbed browsing
ANS: D PTS: 1 REF: 62 OBJ: 2
19. What is the descriptor for a filter that warns or blocks you from potentially fraudulent or suspicious
websites?
a. spoofing c. proxy
b. pop-up d. phishing
ANS: D PTS: 1 REF: 62 OBJ: 4
20. What kind of server is another computer that screens all your incoming and outgoing messages?
a. proxy c. phishing
b. pop-up d. filter
ANS: A PTS: 1 REF: 62 OBJ: 4
21. Which of the following is a program that finds websites and webpages?
a. microbrowser c. web finder
b. location utility d. search engine
ANS: D PTS: 1 REF: 67 OBJ: 6
22. To find a webpage, the user of a search engine would simply enter a word or phrase in the resource’s
text box. What is the term for that phrase?
a. search text c. hit
b. icon d. key
ANS: A PTS: 1 REF: 67 OBJ: 6
23. A search engine displays a list of webpage names that contain the search text. What is the term for that
list?
a. keywords c. hits
b. icons d. pulls
ANS: C PTS: 1 REF: 67 OBJ: 6
24. Which of the following is the process of transferring data in a continuous and even flow, which allows
users to access and use a file while it is transmitting?
a. casting c. surfing
b. streaming d. flowing
ANS: B PTS: 1 REF: 73-74 OBJ: 8
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built, in the room where she breathed her last, and at a window from
which I see the tree that stands at the head of her grave, and the top of
the ‘small rude fence’ which they have put up ‘to protect it from
incautious intrusion.’
“Mr. and Mrs. Wade are living in the house, having arrived here about
a month after Ann’s death; and Mrs. Wade has taken charge of my poor
motherless Maria. I was unable to get any accounts of the child at
Rangoon; and it was only on my arriving here, the 24th ultimo, that I
learned she was still alive. Mr. Wade met me at the landing-place, and as
I passed on to the house one and another of the native Christians came
out, and when they saw me they began to weep. At length we reached the
house; and I almost expected to see my love coming out to meet me, as
usual. But no; I saw only in the arms of Mrs. Wade a poor little puny
child, who could not recognize her weeping father, and from whose
infant mind had long been erased all recollection of the mother who had
loved her so much.
“She turned away from me in alarm, and I, obliged to seek comfort
elsewhere, found my way to the grave. But who ever obtained comfort
there? Thence I went to the house in which I left her, and looked at the
spot where we last knelt in prayer and where we exchanged the parting
kiss.
“The doctor who attended her has removed to another station, and the
only information I can obtain is such as the native Christians are able to
communicate.
“It seems that her head was much affected during her last days, and
she said but little. She sometimes complained thus: ‘The teacher is long
in coming; and the new missionaries are long in coming; I must die
alone, and leave my little one; but as it is the will of God, I acquiesce in
His will. I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid I shall not be able to
bear these pains. Tell the teacher that the disease was most violent, and I
could not write; tell him how I suffered and died; tell him all that you
see; and take care of the house and things until he returns.’ When she
was unable to notice anything else, she would still call the child to her,
and charge the nurse to be kind to it, and indulge it in everything, until
its father shall return. The last day or two she lay almost senseless and
motionless, on one side, her head reclining on her arm, her eyes closed;
and at eight in the evening, with one exclamation of distress in the
Burman language, she ceased to breathe.
“February 7. I have been on a visit to the physician who attended her
in her illness. He has the character of a kind, attentive, and skillful
practitioner; and his communications to me have been rather consoling. I
am now convinced that everything possible was done, and that, had I
been present myself, I could not have essentially contributed to avert the
fatal termination of the disease. The doctor was with her twice a day, and
frequently spent the greater part of the night by her side. He says that,
from the first attack of the fever, she was persuaded she could not
recover; but that her mind was uniformly tranquil and happy in the
prospect of death. She only expressed occasional regret at leaving her
child and the native Christian schools before her husband, or another
missionary family, could arrive. The last two days she was free from
pain. On her attention being roused by reiterated questions, she replied,
‘I feel quite well, only very weak.’ These were her last words.
“The doctor is decidedly of opinion that the fatal termination of the
fever is not to be ascribed to the localities of the new settlement, but
chiefly to the weakness of her constitution, occasioned by the severe
privations and long-protracted sufferings she endured at Ava. O, with
what meekness, and patience, and magnanimity, and Christian fortitude
she bore those sufferings! And can I wish they had been less? Can I
sacrilegiously wish to rob her crown of a single gem? Much she saw and
suffered of the evil of this evil world, and eminently was she qualified to
relish and enjoy the pure and holy rest into which she has entered. True,
she has been taken from a sphere in which she was singularly qualified,
by her natural disposition, her winning manners, her devoted zeal, and
her perfect acquaintance with the language, to be extensively serviceable
to the cause of Christ; true, she has been torn from her husband’s
bleeding heart and from her darling babe; but infinite wisdom and love
have presided, as ever, in this most afflicting dispensation. Faith decides
that it is all right, and the decision of faith eternity will soon confirm.
“I have only time to add—for I am writing in great haste, with very
short notice of the present opportunity of sending to Bengal—that poor
little Maria, though very feeble, is, I hope, recovering from her long
illness. She began indeed to recover while under the care of the lady who
kindly took charge of her at her mother’s death; but when, after Mr.
Wade’s arrival, she was brought back to this house, she seemed to think
that she had returned to her former home, and had found in Mrs. Wade
her own mother. And certainly the most tender, affectionate care is not
wanting to confirm her in this idea.”
The time had now come when the little mission established at
Amherst, with such doleful omens, was to be broken up. Amherst was
being rapidly eclipsed by the town of Maulmain, situated on the coast
about twenty-five miles farther north, at the very mouth of the Salwen.
Maulmain was also a new town, the settlers building their houses right in
a thick jungle. But within a year of the first settlement, while the number
of houses in Amherst amounted to two hundred and thirty, and the
population to twelve hundred, the population of Maulmain had rapidly
swelled to twenty thousand. The reason for this growth was an
unfortunate misunderstanding between the Civil Commissioner, Mr.
Crawfurd, and the Commander-in-Chief, Sir Archibald Campbell.
The latter made Maulmain instead of Amherst the headquarters of his
army. He regarded Maulmain as a more strategical position. The harbor,
too, of Amherst, though spacious, and capable of accommodating ships
of large burden, was difficult of access, and, being farther out from the
mouth of the Salwen than Maulmain, was dangerous during the
southwest monsoon. The presence of the commander-in-chief and of his
army at Maulmain, naturally attracted emigration thither, and it soon
became apparent that this town instead of Amherst was to be the
metropolis of the ceded provinces of Tenasserim. Accordingly it seemed
best to transfer the mission to Maulmain. On May 28, 1827, Mr. and
Mrs. Boardman removed thither from Amherst, and took possession of a
frail bamboo mission-house, situated about a mile south of the
cantonments of the English army. The site for the mission had been
presented by Sir Archibald Campbell. “It was a lonely spot, and the thick
jungle close at hand was the haunt of wild beasts whose howls sounded
dismally on their ears in the nighttime.”
On the 10th of August Mr. Judson left Amherst, and the little
enclosure, the hope-tree, and the graves which contained the mouldering
remains of all that were dearest to him on earth. He joined the
Boardmans at Maulmain, and on the 14th of November was followed by
Mr. and Mrs. Wade, and the native Christians, together with thirteen
native school children. Mah-men-la, however, the first female convert
among the Burmans, had already been laid to rest by the side of her
white mamma. The following pathetic description of her death is from
Mr. Judson’s journal:
“She was taken ill before I left Amherst. When her case became
dangerous, she was removed to the mission-house, after which she
indulged but little hope of recovery. She therefore made her will, and
gave up every worldly care. In her will she bequeathed fifty rupees to her
brother, the husband of Mah Doke, one hundred and fifty to the
missionaries, and the remainder (two hundred, perhaps,) to her two
adopted boys. She has left the boys in our charge, most earnestly desiring
and praying that they may be brought up in the Christian religion. No
one influenced her to give us any part of her little property, nor had we
the least idea that she intended to do so until she desired Moung Shwa-ba
to write an article to that effect.
“When her will was written, she said, ‘Now I have done with all
worldly things.’ Since that, she has enjoyed great peace of mind. She
does not express a doubt that her name is written in heaven, and that she
is hastening to a blissful immortality. She suffers considerable pain with
much patience, and, in order to fortify her mind, often compares her
sufferings to those of her divine Master. She is not inclined to converse
much; but how delighted you would be to hear her, now and then, talk of
entering heaven, and of meeting Mrs. Judson, and other pious friends!
The other day, after having dwelt for some time on the delightful subject,
and mentioned the names of all the friends she should rejoice to meet,
not omitting dear little Maria, she stopped short and exclaimed, ‘But
first of all, I shall hasten to where my Saviour sits, and fall down, and
worship and adore Him, for His great love in sending the teachers to
show me the way to heaven.’ She says that she feels a choice in her mind
to die now rather than to be restored to health, but desires that the will of
God may be done. She was much gratified with your letter to-day, and
more reconciled to the idea of not seeing you again on earth. I feel it a
pleasure to do anything for her, she is so grateful and affectionate.”
“As to the other matter, the land of Beulah lies beyond the valley of
the shadow of death. Many Christians spend all their days in a continual
bustle, doing good. They are too busy to find either the valley or Beulah.
Virtues they have, but are full of the life and attractions of nature, and
unacquainted with the paths of mortification and death. Let us die as
soon as possible, and by whatever process God shall appoint. And when
we are dead to the world, and nature, and self, we shall begin to live to
God.”
Again, to the missionaries at Maulmain he wrote:
It is also true that during this period of his life Mr. Judson withdrew
himself from general society. When not directly engaged in missionary
work, he spent many of his waking hours alone in a bamboo hermitage,
built in the jungle far from humankind among the haunts of tigers. Here
in his endeavor to crucify his passionate love of life he had a grave dug,
and “would sit by the verge of it and look into it, imagining how each
feature and limb would appear, days, months, and years after he had lain
there.”
But concerning all these traces of a morbid inclination toward the
monastic quietism of the Romish Church, there can be no more just and
discriminating judgment than that expressed after his death by the tender
and faithful companion of his latest years:
“About Guyonism I only wish the papers were more numerous. There
was no error of heart—scarcely one of judgment in it, but a peculiar
mental organization, driven by suffering on suffering, by such
bereavement as can never be appreciated in a land like this, and intensity
of devotion, to a morbid development. A mind of less strength or a heart
of less truthfulness and sincerity would have been wrecked, as many a
noble one has been.... Strong enthusiasm of character often drove him
into peculiar positions, but his sound judgment and elevated piety always
carried him through triumphantly, turning often the natural temperament
to good account.”
To Mrs. Hasseltine.
“T S ’ L .
“‘Together let us sweetly live,
Together let us die,
And hand in hand those crowns receive
That wait us in the sky.’
“Thus Ann and I, for many a year,
Together raised our prayer;
One-half reached Heaven’s propitious ear
One-half was lost in air.
“She found a distant, lonely grave,
Her foreign friends among;
No kindred spirit came to save,
None o’er her death-bed hung.
“Her dying thoughts we fain would know;
But who the tale can tell,
Save only that she met the foe,
And where they met she fell.
“And when I came, and saw her not
In all the place around,
They pointed out a grassy spot,
Where she lay under ground.
“And soon another loved one fled,
And sought her mother’s side;
In vain I stayed her drooping head;
She panted, gasped, and died.
“Thus one in beauty’s bright array,
And one all poor and pale,
Have left alike the realms of day,
And wandered down the vale—
“The vale of death, so dark and drear,
Where all things are forgot;
Where lie they whom I loved so dear;
I call—they answer not.
“O, bitter cup which God has given!
Where can relief be found?
Anon I lift my eyes to heaven.
Anon in tears they’re drowned.
“Yet He who conquered death and hell
Our Friend at last will stand;
And all whom He befriends shall dwell
In Canaan’s happy land—
“Shall joyful meet, no more to part,
No more be forced to sigh.
That death will chill the warmest heart.
And rend the closest tie.
“Such promise throws a rainbow bright
Death’s darkest storm above,
And bids us catch the heaven-born light,
And praise the God of love.
“... I never had a tighter fit of low spirits than for about a week after
you had gone. I sometimes went, after dinner, to take a solitary walk in
the veranda, and sing, with my harmonious voice, ‘Heartless and
hopeless, life and love all gone.’ However, I am rallying again, as the
doctors say. But I have not yet got the steam up in the Old Testament
machine. ‘Toil and trouble,’ etc. Heaven must be sweet after all these
things. I have no more to say.... I hope you will pray for me, for you have
not such inveterate habits to struggle with as I have contracted through a
long course of religious sinning. O, my past years in Rangoon are
spectres to haunt my soul; and they seem to laugh at me as they shake
the chains they have riveted on me. I can now do little more than beg my
younger brethren and sisters not to live as I have done, until the
Ethiopian becomes so black that his skin can not be changed. And yet I
have sometimes sweet peace in Jesus, which the world can neither give
nor take away. O, the freeness, the richness of divine grace, through the
blood of the cross!
“Your affectionate, unworthy brother,
“A. J .”
But O, that strain I have hitherto listened in vain to hear, or rather have
not listened aright, and therefore can not hear.
“Have either of you learned the art of real communion with God, and
can you teach me the first principles? God is to me the Great Unknown. I
believe in Him, but I find Him not.”
“The fact is, that we are very weak, and have to complain that hitherto
we have not been well supported from home. It is most distressing to
find, when we are almost worn out, and are sinking, one after another,
into the grave, that many of our brethren in Christ at home are just as
hard and immovable as rocks; just as cold and repulsive as the mountains
of ice in the polar seas. But whatever they do, we can not sit still and see
the dear Burmans, flesh and blood like ourselves, and like ourselves
possessed of immortal souls, that will shine forever in heaven, or burn
forever in hell—we can not see them go down to perdition without doing
our very utmost to save them. And thanks be to God, our labors are not
in vain. We have three lovely churches, and about two hundred baptized
converts, and some are in glory. A spirit of religious inquiry is
extensively spreading throughout the country, and the signs of the times
indicate that the great renovation of Burmah is drawing near. O, if we
had about twenty more versed in the language, and means to spread
schools, and tracts, and Bibles, to any extent, how happy I should be!
But those rocks and those icy mountains have crushed us down for many
years.”
“May God forgive all those who desert us in our extremity. May He
save them all. But surely, if any sin will lie with crushing weight on the
trembling, shrinking soul, when grim death draws near; if any sin will
clothe the face of the final Judge with an angry frown, withering up the
last hope of the condemned, in irremediable, everlasting despair, it is the
sin of turning a deaf ear to the plaintive cry of ten millions of immortal
beings, who, by their darkness and misery, cry, day and night, ‘Come to
our rescue, ye bright sons and daughters of America, COME AND SAVE US,
FOR WE ARE SINKING INTO HELL.’”
A letter written after his death, by his surviving widow, shows how
intense was his longing for the sympathy and co-operation of his
brethren at home. “I can not regret that Dr. Judson has gone. I believe it
would have broken his heart to see Burmah open, and such a lack of
missionary spirit. God spared him the trial, and though it has left me so
very desolate, I feel a sort of gladness too, when I think of it. I suppose
he sees it there, but he can understand it better.”
After all, it was his intense piety that carried him into these extremes
of self-denial. His was a great religious nature, wrestling for Christ-
likeness. A small and weak nature always keeps within limit. Soil that is
too thin for grain, never produces weeds. From the time that Mr. Judson
gave his heart to God at Andover, he was possessed with a consuming
zeal to be made holy. On this point, Mrs. E. C. Judson says: “I was first
attracted by the freshness, the originality, if I may so call it, of his
goodness.”... “His religion mingled in his letters generally, and in his
conversation—a little silver thread that it is impossible to disentangle.”
He was a man of prayer. His habit was to walk while engaged in
private prayer. One who knew him most intimately says that “His best
and freest time for meditation and prayer was while walking rapidly in
the open air. He, however, attended to the duty in his room, and so well
was this peculiarity understood that when the children heard a somewhat
heavy, quick, but well-measured tread, up and down the room, they
would say, ‘Papa is praying.’”
“His was the life,” one writes, “of what the English would call ‘a good
fellow,’ elevated and purified and beautified by religion.” Though he was
a most brilliant and genial companion, yet, in his mind, every social
relation was a tie by which men might be drawn heavenward. When Sir
Archibald Campbell, the hero of the first Burman war, was on the eve of
setting sail for his native land, crowned with the laurels of victory, he
received from the lips of the humble and faithful ambassador of the
cross, whom he had befriended, the following tender and solemn words
of Christian admonition:
“M , January 8, 1829.
“M S : A few days ago I heard of your intention to leave this
place on your return home.
“When I reflect on your many kindnesses to me and my beloved wife,
now, I trust, in heaven, from the time I first saw you at Yebbay to the
present moment, and on the many pleasant interviews with which I have
been honored, it is natural that I should feel a desire to express my
gratitude for your goodness, and my regret at your departure. But,
besides that desire, I have, for a few days, had an impression on my mind
which I can not avoid, and dare not counteract. I would fain say a few
words to you on a subject which you have probably never had a friend
faithful enough to present plainly to your mind. I feel that I write under
the influence of a higher power; and I beg that if my words offend you,
you will still have the charity to believe that I am influenced by none
other than the most disinterested, affectionate, and respectful sentiments.
And though you should at first be displeased, I can not but hope that you
will sometimes suffer the question to intrude on your most retired
moments, whether the words I speak are not the words of eternal truth.
“But why should I proceed with hesitation and fear? Why give way to
an unbelieving heart? He who inclines me to write will incline your heart
to receive my words. If even a heathen monarch appointed one of his
courtiers to accost him every morning with the warning salutation,
‘Philip, thou must die,’ surely Sir Archibald Campbell, of a Christian
country and Christian habits, will be willing, for a moment, to turn away
his ear from the voice of flattery, and listen to the monitory voice of
sober truth.
“And yet true religion is a very different thing from all that you have
probably been acquainted with. True religion is seldom to be found
among mitred prelates and high dignitaries. It consists not in attachment
to any particular church, nor in the observance of any particular forms of
worship. Nor does it consist in a mere abstinence from flagrant crimes, a
mere conformity to the rules of honesty and honor. True religion consists
in a reunion of the soul to that great, omnipresent, infinite Being, from
whom we have all become alienated in consequence of the fall. In our
natural state, we spend our days in seeking the wealth and honors of this
life, which we yet know to be but short and transitory, and we become
too forgetful of that awful eternity to which we are rapidly hastening. So
great is the blinding influence of sin, so successful are the fatal
machinations of the god of this world, that when we can not stay the near
approach of death and eternity, we still endeavor to quiet our conscience
and pacify our fears by vague and indefinite ideas of the mercy of God,
and by the hope that it will be well with us hereafter, though the still
voice within whispers that all is wrong; and thus we are apt to suffer year
after year to pass away, while we drink the intoxicating draught of
pleasure, or climb the height of human ambition. O, Sir Archibald, the
glittering colors of this world will soon fade away; the bubbles of life
will soon burst and disappear; the cold grave will soon close upon our,
worldly enjoyments, and honors, and aspirings; and where then will our
souls be?
“God’s own eternal Son, the Lord Jesus Christ, came down from
heaven to rescue us from the delusion of this world, the power of sin, and
the doom of the impenitent. But ‘unless we have the spirit of Christ, we
are none of His.’ His own divine lips have declared, ‘Except a man be
born again, he can not see the kingdom of God.’ And the ambassador of
Christianity must not hesitate to declare this solemn truth, plainly and
fearlessly, to the king and the beggar, the rich and the poor, if he would
clear his own conscience, and manifest true love to their souls.
“Allow me, then, to say to thee, Sir Archibald: Turn away thine eye
from the fleeting shadows, and thine ear from the empty sounds of earth.
Open the eye of thy mind to the uncreated beauties of that divine Being
who is ever with thee, and ever waiting to be gracious. Listen to the call
of His Holy Spirit. Give thine heart to the Friend and Lover of man, who
hung and died on the cross to redeem us from eternal woe, and thou shalt
find such peace and sweetness as thou hast never yet conceived of. Thou
wilt be astonished that thou couldst have lived so many years ignorant of
such transcendent beauty, insensible to those excellences which fill
heaven with rapture, and in some instances make a heaven of earth. But
if thou wilt not give thy heart to God, thou wilt never find true happiness
here, thou wilt never see His face in peace.
“I do not suppose that, amid your present hurry, you will find leisure
to pay any attention to the topic I now present. But perhaps when oceans
have intervened between us, when resting in the bosom of your own
native land, the truths of this letter may, through the divine blessing, find
their way to your heart.
“Farewell, Sir Archibald, and while all around you flatter and praise,
while the plaudits of your king and country sound in your ears, believe
that there is one person, humble and unknown, who prays in his
retirement for your immortal soul; whose chief desire is to see you on the
great day invested, not with the insignia of earthly monarchs, but with
the glorious crown of eternal life, and who desires ever to subscribe
himself,
“With heartfelt affection and respect,
“Your sincere friend and faithful servant,
“A.
J
.”
“Wrestling Jacob.
“Friend at midnight.
“The unjust judge.
“Satan fights neither with small nor great, save only with the spirit of
prayer.
“An effort made in aridity, in wandering of thought, under a strong
tendency to some other occupation, is more pleasing to God, and helps
the soul forward in grace more than a long prayer without temptation.
“Whatever others do, let my life be a life of prayer.
“Get the King’s daughter, and you get all; the grace of devotion is the
daughter of God.”
Points of Self-denial.
“August 9, 1842.
“1. Be more careful to observe the seasons of secret prayer.
“2. Never indulge resentful feelings toward any person.
“3. Embrace every opportunity of exercising kind feelings, and doing
good to others, especially to the household of faith.
“4. Sweet in temper, face, and word,
To please an ever-present Lord.
“Renewed December 31, 1842.
“December 31, 1842. Resolved to make the desire to please Christ the
grand motive of all my actions.”
And not only so, but he and Mr. Wade proposed to relinquish a
twentieth, and conditionally, even a tenth of their respective salaries, and
afterward he desired to have his own salary lessened by one-quarter.
“M , September 1, 1828.
“R . S : Since it is to be ascribed to the want of money,
rather than to that of men, that the Baptists in the United States of
America make such feeble efforts to send the Gospel through the world,
inasmuch as the want of money prevents the managers of missions from
presenting those invitations and encouragements which would be gladly
embraced by many young men who are waiting the call of Providence,
we feel the importance of recurring practically to the golden rule, that
every individual do his duty in furnishing those means which are
absolutely necessary to carry on the great war with the prince of darkness
and his legions in this fallen world. Feeling, also, that missionaries and
ministers are under peculiar obligations, beyond any other classes of
Christians, to take the lead in contributing of their substance, and
encouraged by our Saviour’s commendation of the poor widow in the
Gospel, we have entered on a course of living which will, we hope,
enable us to offer our two mites; and we propose, therefore, to relinquish
annually one-twentieth of the allowance which we receive from the
Board of Missions.
“We respectfully suggest that a similar proposal be made to the Baptist
ministers in the United States; and we engage that, as soon as it shall
appear that one hundred ministers, including ourselves, have resolved to
transmit annually to the treasurer of the American Baptist Board of
Foreign Missions one-twentieth of all their regular income, whether
derived from their salaries or estates, we will relinquish a second
twentieth of our allowance, that is, one-tenth of the whole.
“And lest it be said that we now receive high allowances, and can,
therefore, afford to make some retrenchment, we state, not by way of
ostentation, but merely to meet the remark, that, considering our
allowances cover all our personal expenses except building or house
rent, conveyance on mission business, and charges for medical
attendance, we receive less than any English missionaries of any
denomination, in any part of the East, and as little as any American
missionaries in those parts, notwithstanding the expense of living on this
coast is probably greater than at a majority of other stations.
We remain, yours faithfully,
“A. J ,
“J. W .”