Photograph of Georgia Burrus Burgess and Luther Burgess given to Jwinsilies Kharkongor (My great aunt).
Glass Vase which belonged to Georgia Burrus Burgess given to Jwinsilies Kharkongor and bequeathed to me by her daughter Lucy Kharkongor.
Georgia Anna
Burrus, an attractive girl in her early twenties, listened intently as Elder
Haskell described his trip across India.
Her heart stirred as he appealed for women missionaries to share the
gospel with the women of India who lived in zenanas
–enclosed quarters of a dwelling into which no man could enter. She should go to India, she thought, and
volunteered.
Eventually
at the 1893 General Conference the brethren approached her and Myrtle Griffs
and requested them to go to India and start studying the language so that they
could work among those shut-in women. The
girls enrolled in the nursing course at St. Helena and then joined a course for
missionaries going overseas. Then both girls
took ill. Myrtle dropped out of the program but Georgia opted for surgery. However, though scheduled twice, the
operations never took place. Georgia had
prayed and recovered naturally. She took
this as a sign that God approved of her commitment to mission work in India.
The
Foreign Mission Secretary instructed Georgia to travel to London with a party
of missionaries. There she would join the
D. A. Robinson family and together they would sail for India. But after buying her ticket and paying off
some debts, Georgia found herself with only fifty cents—not enough to take her
trunk to the station.
While she
waited in her room, wondering what to do, Brother Hall, in whose home she had
been staying, rushed in shocked that she had not yet left. When Georgia explained her problem, he dashed
out of the room and returned with a hundred dollars. Pressing the money into her hand he said “May
the Lord bless you and make you a blessing in India.” Then he ran out to procure a carriage for her.
In London
Georgia discovered that the Robinson family had postponed their travel to India
for the following year. She sold
magazines for a while in England, but decided she’d rather go on ahead alone and
start learning the language while waiting. The Mission Board concurred and paid her fare,
but Georgia would have to support herself till the others came. She set sail on the SS Bengal and reached
Calcutta on January 23, 1895.
Not Really
Alone
At the
Diamond harbor the ship picked up letters to passengers from relatives and
friends waiting for them at the pier.
Georgia listened to their excited chatter as they opened letters. It would have been nice to have someone
waiting to meet her. Then she heard her
name. “Miss Burrus, where is Miss Burrus?” Who could know her in this strange land! She tore open her letter as the ship steamed
swiftly up the river to the city docks.
Captain
Masters and his wife had accepted the Advent message in New Zealand and decided
to share it with the people of India where the Captain had served for a while
in his youth. The couple sold literature
in India for only a few months but during that time they were able to welcome
Georgia. They had even booked a room for Georgia, but found the family had
already given it to a relative. As the
sun began to set, they located another room in a respectable home. It was rather expensive so Georgia could not
dream of staying there for long. Her new
friends helped her with her luggage and bade her good bye.
Georgia glanced
out the window and observed a group of natives assembling for some strange
religious ceremony. The unfamiliar sights
and sounds reminded her that she now resided in a very strange land and a wave
of homesickness swept over her. She sat
on the bed and pulled out her watch. She
had dropped it a few weeks before on the ship and it had stopped running. Its silence worsened the feeling of
homesickness. She prayed earnestly, “Oh
Father, I feel so lonely and homesick I don’t know what to do. If only I could hear my watch going again I
think I would feel better.” Scarcely had
she uttered the words when her watch began to tick again. Amazing! It was all right and so was she as
she realized that she was not really alone in India.
Led by
God
Georgia shifted
to the Young Women’s Christian Association which proved to be pleasant,
comfortable and reasonably priced. About a month had passed when the matron of
the YWCA came to her excitedly waving an open letter and asked,” Do you know anyone
in Africa by the name Haskell?” The matron went on to explain that some time
before she had arrived a certain Dr. MacDonald had come with a letter from Elder
Haskell asking him to find suitable lodging in Calcutta for her while she
learnt the language. Accordingly, this
missionary had approached the YWCA and arranged for them to take in
Georgia. Georgia never received information
of this arrangement, but she now knew that God had guided her feet to the very
place that had been selected for her. One of the ladies at the “Y” eventually joined
the Adventists.
About a
month later, the superintendant told her that she was reducing her monthly bill
by Rs 10 because Georgia didn’t drink the tea or eat the meat dishes. Georgia found that her vegetarian diet also opened
many doors for her. As she walked down
the street, children would beg their parents to invite Georgia into their homes
exclaiming “She’s just like us. She does
not eat meat.”
Spending
so much time on learning the language, Georgia had no time to earn her
support. After two months she suddenly realized
that her money would run out in a month.
She tried to suspend her lessons, but the pundit insisted on continuing
for free. Providentially, the very next
day Georgia received a check in the mail for twenty-five pounds with a note
that she would be receiving a similar amount each quarter for the rest of the
year. An Adventist in Africa had sold
his billiard table for a hundred pounds and had decided to use it to support
the missionary girl in India.
No Longer
Alone
Soon Georgia
learnt that Elder Robinson and his wife and child would be arriving with Martha
Mae Taylor to join her in Calcutta.
Recalling her difficulty in finding a suitable lodging place for herself,
she secured a two-storey bungalow and furnished it. One happy Sabbath in November she stood at
the pier to welcome the new missionaries.
No longer would she be the sole Adventist missionary among the millions
in India. More importantly, she had
equipped herself with adequate knowledge of the language to carry forward her
mission to the women of Bengal.
Georgia helped open a girls’ school and taught Bible classes
by writing out the lessons in Bengali and memorizing them. In 1903 she married Luther J Burgess, who had
come two years earlier to serve as secretary-treasurer of the India Mission
field. He gave up his administrative duties and joined Georgia in pioneering
the work among Bengali, Hindi, and Urdu speaking peoples. They ended their mission work in India among
the Khasis in the northeast hills. Elder
and Mrs. Burgess returned finally to California in 1935.
Sources:
"From Far-Off India," California Missionary, 2 (July 13, 1896): 2.
Mrs. Georgia Burgess, “Why I Went to India,” Bible Training School, 15 (June 1916):
5-6.
Mrs. Georgia Burgess, “My First Night in Calcutta,” Bible Training School, 15 (July 1916):
24-25.
Georgia Burgess, “How God’s Providences Paid My Bills,” Bible Training School, 15 (July 1916):
86, 87
Mookerjee, L. G. "Pioneers in India." Review & Herald, 107 (February
13, 1930): 20.
Mrs. L. J. Burgess, “The
Blessed Pioneer,” Eastern Tidings, 36
(May 8, 1941): 2-4
Burgess, Luther J. (Obituary), Review & Herald, 123 (July 18, 1946): 20
Burgess, Georgia Burrus (Obituary), Pacific Union Recorder, 48 (October
25, 1948): 11.
W. A. Spicer,
"Our First Seed Sowing in India," Review & Herald, 127 (February 9, 1950): 1, 13-14.