Dr. Scudder's Tales for Little Readers, About the Heathen.

Dr. Scudder's Tales for Little Readers, About the Heathen.

John Scudder

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Dr. Scudder's Tales for Little Readers, About the Heathen. by John Scudder

Dr. Scudder's Tales for Little Readers, About the Heathen. Chapter 1 GENERAL REMARKS

My dear children-When I was a little boy, my dear mother taught me, with the exception of the last line, the following prayer:

"Now I lay me down to sleep,

I pray the Lord my soul to keep;

If I should die before I wake,

I pray the Lord my soul to take;

And this I ask for Jesus' sake."

Though I am now more than fifty years old, I often like to say this prayer before I go to sleep. Have you ever learned it, my dear children? If you have not, I hope that you will learn it now; and I hope, too, that when you say your other prayers at night, you will also say this. I think that you would be glad to see how this prayer looks in the Tamul language-the language in which I am now preaching the Gospel, and in which I hope that some of you will hereafter tell the heathen of the Saviour. The following is a translation of it:

I wish that all the little heathen children knew this prayer; but their fathers and mothers do not teach it to them. Their fathers and mothers teach them to pray to gods of gold, or brass, or stone. They take them, while they are very young, to their temples, and teach them to put up their hands before an idol, and say, "Swammie." Swammie means Lord. As idolatry is the root of all sin, these children, as you may suppose, in early life become very wicked. They disobey their parents, speak bad words, call ill names, swear, steal, and tell lies. They also throw themselves on the ground in anger, and in their rage they tear their hair, or throw dirt over their heads, and do many other wicked things.

Let me give you an instance, to show you how they will speak bad words. A few months ago, a little girl about twelve years of age was brought to me, with two tumors in her back. To cut them out, I had to make an incision about eight inches in length; and as one of these tumors had extended under the shoulder-blade she suffered much before the operation was finished. While I was operating she cried out, "I will pull out my eyes." "I will pull out my tongue." "Kurn kertta tayvun." The translation of this is, "The blind-eyed god." By this expression, she meant to say, "What kind of a god are you, not to look upon me, and help me in my distress?" If this little girl had had a Christian father to teach her to love the Saviour, she would not have used such bad language. But this father was even more wicked than his daughter, inasmuch as those who grow old in sin, are worse than those who have not sinned so long. I never saw a more hard-hearted parent. That he was so, will appear from his conduct after the operation was finished. He left his daughter, and went off to his home, about forty miles distant. Before going, he said to his wife, or to one who came with her, "If the child gets well, bring her home; if she dies, take her away and bury her."

I hope, my dear children, that when you think of the wicked little girl just mentioned, you will be warned never to speak bad words. God will be very angry with you, if you do. Did you never read what is said in 2 Kings, 2d chapter and 23d verse, about the little children who mocked the prophet Elijah, and spoke bad words to him. O, how sorry must they have felt for their conduct, when they saw the paws of those great bears lifted up to tear them in pieces, and which did tear them in pieces. Besides all this, little children who speak bad words can never go to heaven. God will cast them into the great fire. Have you ever spoken bad words? If so, God is angry with you, and he will not forgive you unless you are sorry that you have done so, and seek his forgiveness through the blood of his dear Son.

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“Dr. Scudder's Tales for Little Readers, About the Heathen. by John Scudder”
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Chapter 1 GENERAL REMARKS

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Chapter 2 THE COLOR AND ORNAMENTS OF THE HINDOOS.

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Chapter 3 DRESS, HOUSES, EATING, AND SALUTATION OF THE HINDOOS.

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Chapter 4 MARRIAGE AMONG THE HINDOOS.

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Chapter 5 DEATH AND FUNERALS OF THE HINDOOS.

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Chapter 6 THE GODS OF THE HINDOOS.

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Chapter 7 THE THREE HUNDRED AND THIRTY MILLIONS OF THE GODS OF THE HINDOOS-THE CREATION OF THE UNIVERSE-THE TRANSMIGRATION OF SOULS-THE DIFFERENT HELLS.

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Chapter 8 HINDOO CASTES.

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Chapter 9 HINDOO TEMPLES-CARS-PROCESSION OF IDOLS.

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Chapter 10 FESTIVALS OF THE HINDOOS.

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Chapter 11 THE WORSHIP OF THE SERPENT.

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Chapter 12 THE RIVER GANGES.

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Chapter 13 THE GODDESS DURGA.

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Chapter 14 THE GODDESS KARLE.

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Chapter 15 SELF-TORTURES OF THE HINDOOS.

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Chapter 16 THE SUTTEE, OR BURNING OF WIDOWS.

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Chapter 17 THE REVENGEFUL NATURE OF THE HINDOO RELIGION.

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Chapter 18 THE DECEPTION OF THE HINDOOS.

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Chapter 19 SUPERSTITION OF THE HINDOOS.

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Chapter 20 BURMAH, CHINA, ETC., ETC.

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Chapter 21 THE DUTY OF PRAYING AND CONTRIBUTING FOR THE SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL.

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Chapter 22 PERSONAL LABORS AMONG THE HEATHEN.

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Chapter 23 SUCCESS OF THE GOSPEL IN INDIA AND CEYLON.

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