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In the days when steamships, such as the Mauritania and Franconia, made round-the-world
trips, Loulie went several times for the sole purpose of stopping at each port-of-call
to make whatever contacts she might to proclaim the coming of Baha'u'llah. The Captains of these ships always proved most cooperative, making every possible effort
to be of assistance. So one time when the ship was approaching Manila he came to
her very disturbed. It seemed that because of various delays the stop at Manila would
be very much shortened. In fact, they would dock there only for an hour.
Loulie, who had planned for at least a day or two, at once began to pray for guidance.
What, in her precious hour, could she do that would reach some hungry seeking soul
in this city? Finally, when the ship docked, Loulie rushed to a library but when
she asked permission to place books on the shelves she was refused. There was no place
in that library for a new and strange religion. So, in despair - time was passing
so swiftly - she begged that she might go into the shelves and tuck a few pamphlets
here and there. This was, reluctantly, granted her - so back she went to tuck her pamphlets.
Time passed and Loulie returned to New York. Then months later came a letter from
Manila her parnphlets had been discovered; the man who found them had interested
friends and where could he get more literature? Loulie, delighted, sent him more
- and more. Then came the war and these new believers were scattered and, Loulie feared, lost. But no - when Peace came, they found each other, they got in touch with Loulie again
and, once more the Baha'i Community of Manila was thriving. All because Loulie had
tucked pamphlets in a library during one precious hour of pioneering.
Told to us at Temerity
by Loulie Mathews c. 1946
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