Life Story of Lucy Evangeline Guinness

Lucy Guinness KummKarl Wilhelm Kumm [1874-1930] and Lucy Evangeline [Guinness] [1865-1906] were founders

…of the Sudan United Mission (SUM) Kumm, born in Wiesbaden, Germany, felt called to missionary work among Muslims. He was serving with the North Africa Mission in Egypt when, in 1899, he met Henry Grattan Guinness, the celebrated evangelist, and his daughter, Lucy. Lucy Guinness was known as a writer and editor, and a Christian worker in London’s East End. She and Kumm were married in Cairo early in 1900; two sons were born, in 1901 and 1902. [Biographical Dictionary of Christian Missions, p.378].

This book was written by Lucy’s father following her early death from the complications of a miscarriage. My thanks to All Nations Christian College for the loan of this book. This copy was previously owned by a member of the Guinness family and I have left the personal note on the frontispiece intact. This title is in the public domain.

Harry Grattan Guinness [1835-1910], Lucy Guinness Kumm. Her Life Story. London: Marshall & Scott & Regions Beyond Missionary Union, 1907. Hbk. pp.93. [Click to download complete book in PDF]

Contents

Lucy Guinness Kumm:

  • Her Life Story

Extracts From Her Writings

  • Poems
  • The Search Light of Posterity
  • Only a Factory Girl
  • “Mountains of God”
  • Ant-Heroes
  • “I Will Seek That Which Was Lost”
  • The Opium Curse and Conflict
  • India
  • “He Finished ‘All’

Part 1: Her Life Story

We called her Lucy-from lux, lumiere, light-hoping that God would make her alight to those in darkness; and Evangeline, angel, or messenger of good tidings, desiring that such she might become. From the first she was a. delicate child, not a. blooming rose, but a pale flower; not a. hardy, vigorous plant, but frail like a clinging woodbine that hangs its blossom on a supporting bough. And yet she proved in riper days to possess a spirit of independence along with that clinging affection which seemed to me to be her leading feature. When a tiny child there was no place she loved better than her father’s arms, and to him the delicacy of her frame and sensitiveness of her mind were no mystery, for trials which had preceded her birth in July, 1865, seemed their explanation. [Continue reading]