They were gentle people, the missionaries of Finschhafen, and their mission had been there a long while. They had built churches and schools on the wild New Guinea coast, and they had raised the black New Guinea children in the ways of God. They were Germans, of course, but they were Lutheran Germans. When they sang, their song was some fine old Lutheran hymn like Ein' feste Burg ist unser Gott (A Mighty Fortress Is Our God).
There was 58-year-old G. Pilhofer, learned in many of New Guinea's 300 native dialects, who had...
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