Calvin Wilson Mateer, forty-five years a missionary in Shantung, China; a biography . s old; tothe warm heart hidden beneath an exterior that didnot always reveal it; and to the purpose now fulfilled,but formed nearly half a century before by him andby her whose remains now rest at his side, to spendtheir whole fives in giving the gospel to China, andto be buried in its soil. Their graves are in a very beautiful spot, directlyin front of the upper walk leading in from the gate,and in close proximity to those of Dr. Nevius and ofothers of their missionary friends and associates. The tributes pa
Calvin Wilson Mateer, forty-five years a missionary in Shantung, China; a biography . s old; tothe warm heart hidden beneath an exterior that didnot always reveal it; and to the purpose now fulfilled,but formed nearly half a century before by him andby her whose remains now rest at his side, to spendtheir whole fives in giving the gospel to China, andto be buried in its soil. Their graves are in a very beautiful spot, directlyin front of the upper walk leading in from the gate,and in close proximity to those of Dr. Nevius and ofothers of their missionary friends and associates. The tributes paid to his character and work wereso numerous, both out in China and in the UnitedStates and in other Christian lands, that all that ispracticable here is to make some selections that mayserve as representatives. That of Dr. Corbett de-serves the place of precedence. Their strong attach-ment was mutual. In an article filling severalcolumns of The Presbyterian Banner, Dr. Corbettpaid his tribute to his deceased friend. Much of thisis of necessity a condensed rehearsal of his Hfe and. CALLED UP HIGHER 329 of the leading characteristics therein revealed. Heconcludes by saying: Personally I shall ever esteem it one of the greatestblessings of my life that it has been my privilege tohave enjoyed the friendship, and of being a colaborerwith this great man for nearly fifty years. Morethan forty years ago it was my privilege to spendwith him weeks and months on long itineratingjourneys, preaching daily to hundreds who had neverheard the gospel, and at no place finding Christiansto cheer our hearts. Often after a long day of ex-haustion, preaching in the open air at great marketsand on crowded streets, in the evening we wouldkneel together at the inn and earnestly pray for Godsrichest blessing upon our efforts to bring men to asaving knowledge of the truth. Often the thoughtcame into our mind, Can these dry bones live? Shallwe live to see Christian churches estabHshed andshepherded by Ch
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