Flower Mission and Care for the Sick

Yesterday I asked the girls in the sewing class to bring me flowers for the sick at the City Hospital. They were very glad of the opportunity and brought sixty bouquets of our lovely roses and some honey-suckles. I took them to the Hospital, where I met, by previous appointment, the lady-missionary among the whites, and assisted her in conducting the services in the white ward. Then we went to the colored ward, which she had not been in the habit of visiting, gave each patient a bouquet, which was very gratefully received, after which we had a short service consisting of Bible-reading, prayer and singing.

We came away leaving many happy hearts and smiling faces. One old colored man, who was dying when I gave him the flowers, and passed away shortly after I left, said to the nurse with his last breath, "Take these three spring-chickens" (sent to him by a friend from the country) "and give them to the teacher who gave me the flowers."

The girls are very much interested in working for the comfort of the poor and sick, and have asked permission to go with me on my visits. They have been making some garments for orphans, in the sewing class, and have enjoyed the work. They ask me to tell them about the poor and sick while they are sewing. I trust the Holy Spirit has touched their hearts.