A UNIQUE COMMITTEE
pretty bits of color, that gave individual designs to scarfs, and thought out numberless attractive ways of ornamenting sweaters, even to the weaving of U. S. A. across the front. It was the same love that slipped a pretty hair ribbon, or daintily bordered handkerchief into the pocket of a child's dress; that made all the infant clothes, and thousands of handkerchiefs for the men, by hand, in order to avoid the harshness of machine work.
Unpacking the cases of goods that came in daily certainly had its joys and its surprises, for the whole field felt the spirit of the work, with results that expressed not deadening labor, but living activity. And the spirit which pervaded the groups reached even the units of one—individuals living in obscure little hamlets. Cut materials were mailed to them, and the finished garments returned in the same way. Thus space was annihilated, and the most isolated Christian Scientist felt only her unity with the whole cause.
Among the many interesting contributions was that of some Alaskan Indians, living only sixty-five miles from the Arctic Circle, from a friend of whom came the following letter:
“Near us across the river Yukon is a small mining camp and a native village. As the Indian women were anxious to help I suggested that they make little moccasins, as leather is scarce and shoes expensive. Most of us wear moccasins here in winter, and many wear them all summer; and the little people, both whites and natives, wear them. So the moccasins, made from their very firmest skins, were sent in for me to forward, sixteen pairs in all. This was an act of love and generosity that I must mention, as most of these women have babies of their own and are extremely busy, and the articles made from their moose skins and sold to the
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