{THE EVANGELICAL LUTHERAN SYNOD OF NOVA SCOTIA
OFFICE OF THE PRESIDENT.}
Bridgewater, N.S.,
June 25, 1913.
Dear Mother:
Your most welcome and interesting letter of the 13th [?] was received last Saturday night. I had come home from Synod that night in order to take Bonnie down for the Sunday services and was agreeably surprised to find your letter awaiting me. Our Synod got through with its business with dispatch this year. I hustled things along in a business like way, and although there was an unusually large amount of work for us to do, we finished it all up on record time and adjourned at 3 o’clock on Saturday afternoon. The meeting was quite successful from many stand points. We have never had a year in which the Church in Nova Scotia showed to better advantage. The number confirmed in the year was 185, ten more than last year. Church debts of large amounts were cancelled in the Mahone, Bridgewater and New Germany parishes and over $2700 was raised for benevolences – almost one dollar per member and nearly double the amount raised last year. On Saturday evening Pastor Buchholtz presented the cause of Missions. That was about the only time I had opportunity to engage in the discussions
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and I took advantage of it. The services Sunday were exceedingly interesting. Pastor Nonamaker surprised the Synod by one of the best sermons I have ever heard from a young man. He preached on the Gospel for the day – the miraculous draught of fishes – and did it thoroughly and well. I knew he was a good preacher, but had no idea that he was as fine as he is. In the afternoon Pastor Weaver delivered an historical address dealing with the Synod from its inception to the present. It was also excellent and eloquently delivered and was very interesting. He spoke for about an hour, but no one seemed tired of it. I did not stay for the evening service at which Pastor Pifer preached, as I wanted to get home with Bonnie and the baby before night. Monday we went down to the station here at Bridgewater to see the Behrenses off. In Pastor Behrens’s departure we lose a good man. I haven’t heard from the Rev. P.C. Wike yet. If he doesn’t come, I don’t know whom we will get for that parish. I am to preach down there next Sunday and will probably have to do so nearly every Sunday this summer if they do not secure a regular pastor. We are about finishing planting now. We put in most of our turnips to-day. We should get over a thousand bushels for what we have put out. My man has agreed to stay with me awhile longer, I am glad to say.
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We received a letter from father DeLong the other day giving us the interesting information that Max was married or on the point of getting married. He married a girl from Truro. She went to Schreiber, Ont., where Max is working, to be married. We sent them a half dozen solid silver spoons of chaste design as a wedding present. Max is 20 years old and his girl one year his senior. She is of a good family and is said to be a fine girl. Max is making about $125 a month as Telegraph Operator. Harold is home now recuperating and is getting along nicely. You would be surprised to see how Carolus and Herman are growing. They are two fine boys and are unusually intelligent. The other day Carolus did something his mother didn’t like and she said she wouldn’t give him any lettuce for supper. He insisted but she said she wouldn’t. Finally he said “What does the Lord say about it?” She said she didn’t know. He said, “Well, He says, Give me some lettuce”. When Bonnie punishes Herman he always says, “I’ll tell father on you when he comes in.” Little Marion can’t articulate distinctly yet but she makes strenuous efforts at it. She is the sweetest dispositioned, I think, of all our children and the prettiest, which is natural seeing she is a girl. We are having a fine season for the growing crops. I think the hay crop will be good again this year. Some of ours looks better than it did
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last year. All our grain is up nicely now and the garden is looking well, but we made a failure on tomatoes again. I am in hopes though that we will do better on cucumbers this year than we did last year.
I had a letter from the President of the Central Canada Synod recently inquiring as to whether I would consider a call to the Presidency of the Theological Seminary in Waterloo. I would have done so, but for the fact that one of the requirements is that the President must be equally at home in the German language and able to make addresses in it, which I am not capable of doing. Our Synod agreed to pay the expenses of its delegate to the General Council Convention at Toledo in Sept., and under these conditions I will probably go, if circumstances here are so that I can get away at that time. A few wild strawberries are ripe now, but we haven’t had a mess of them yet. The weather continues cool. We have had no real warm weather yet. I think you did wisely in subscribing for The Lutheran. It is, I think, without an equal among Church papers in our Church and is exceedingly newsy and interesting. I think I told you in my letter last week that I am again put in as editor of the Nova Scotia Lutheran. But it is getting late and I must close. With much love, I am
Most Sincerely yours,
Carroll H. Little
