To understand something of the utter deg radation of a Christless world, one need go no further than the first chapter of Romans. Yet as the missionary comes into heart-touch with his people, he sees in them continual proofs of the Divine Author. He finds them richly en dowed with capacity for high ideals and sacrifice of self, with power to love, to hate, to enjoy, to suffer, and to endure. Poetry and fire form part of their intellectual portion. Everywhere are masses of noble material, wasted and misused to an incredible extent, and yet capable, under the transforming power of the Gospel, of resuming something of its first God-like character.