Nathan Sites; an epic of the East . occurred. When we had sipped our tea, he escorted meto the second gateway, where he shook hands andwe parted. The constables were fine gentlemanly went with us to the boat to get my basketsof bedding, and then through the streets nearlythe whole length of the city to our chapel, with-out any more excitement than if on the streetsof Foochow. Before long I was on my knees inthat same upper chamber in thanksgiving to God,where two years ago I lay with wounded face andblinded eyes. One of the three constables had been a memberof the guard posted at
Nathan Sites; an epic of the East . occurred. When we had sipped our tea, he escorted meto the second gateway, where he shook hands andwe parted. The constables were fine gentlemanly went with us to the boat to get my basketsof bedding, and then through the streets nearlythe whole length of the city to our chapel, with-out any more excitement than if on the streetsof Foochow. Before long I was on my knees inthat same upper chamber in thanksgiving to God,where two years ago I lay with wounded face andblinded eyes. One of the three constables had been a memberof the guard posted at the chapel on the nightfollowing the riot. He remembered, he said, hear-ing the wounded missionary that night, utterwords like these: Father, forgive them, for theyknow not what they do. At last we know the meaning of the name ofthis City of Lingering Peace. Peace lingeredlong in the coming, tis true, but, having come,it abides. It is a peace which, like the river,abides, yet flows, bringing ever larger blessing toall its bo c ?&.c BROKEN MELODY THE years moved on, bringing many newthings, both in the development of theChnrch and in our home nest. Our liveswere very busy. Tlien the dear, cheery lettersfrom the children, so faithfully and lovingly writ-ten, coming to us in every mail, were such brightspots to look forward to! Mails came now oncea month and we counted ourselves brought news of work and of play, of busystudy hours in high school, of promotions fromgrade to grade, of examinations and marks andcontests in which there was disappointment orvictory. Little daughter Belle was in her eighteenthyear. She had completed her high school friends who appreciated her faithfulnessand her progress in school, as well as her beauti-ful Christian life, already dedicated to God andwork for China, had made it possible for her toenter Wellesley College. Mr. and Mrs. Durant, who, only a few yearsearlier, had founded Wellesley and infused intoit a str
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