Painful as is this view of woman as she was among the Nestorians,
her condition was still worse among the Mohammedans; not, indeed, in
matters of outward comfort, for the wealth of Persia is in Moslem
hands, and they occupy every position of rank or authority in the
land. But in all that pertains to morality and religion, they stand
on a lower level.

The Nestorian woman may not have known what was contained in the
Bible, yet she knew that it was the word of God, and was ready to
receive all its teachings as of divine authority. To her Moslem
sister it is not only an unknown book, but one she is taught to
regard as superseded by the Koran.

Although the Nestorian woman knew nothing of spiritual worship, yet
she regarded the Lord's day as set apart for his service. The
Moslem, on the other hand, regards it like any other day of the
week, and exalts her Friday to the place that of right belongs to
the Sabbath of the Lord.

In all her degradation, the Nestorian woman reverenced the name of
Jesus as her God. True, she had no correct idea of salvation or
redeeming love; yet even a blind attachment to that sacred name is
not without its reward. She may have fallen very low, but there was
a power even in her ignorant adherence to Christ, that kept her from
falling to the level of those who renounced him for the Arabian
impostor. This was seen especially in the blessings that came to her
through the institution of Christian marriage, while others groaned
under the debasing influence of a sensual polygamy. The wretchedness
this occasioned is a topic too large and too painful to dwell upon