Letters from the Far East . aki, and againwent on shore by launch. There was little of special interest in this place;but we took rickshaws for a trip to the little fishingvillage of Mogi, about four and a half miles fromNagasaki. As the way was over the mountains, we 32 LETTERS FROM THE FAR EAST had to have two men for each rickshaw, a pushmanas well as a pullman. The trip was the most wonderful of any we hadtaken in Japan. We not only obtained a fine viewfrom the mountain, but saw much of the rural lifeof Japan. We passed through many magnificent groves ofbamboo, past babbling brooks and tri
Letters from the Far East . aki, and againwent on shore by launch. There was little of special interest in this place;but we took rickshaws for a trip to the little fishingvillage of Mogi, about four and a half miles fromNagasaki. As the way was over the mountains, we 32 LETTERS FROM THE FAR EAST had to have two men for each rickshaw, a pushmanas well as a pullman. The trip was the most wonderful of any we hadtaken in Japan. We not only obtained a fine viewfrom the mountain, but saw much of the rural lifeof Japan. We passed through many magnificent groves ofbamboo, past babbling brooks and trickling water-falls. Mogi itself is a quaint little village, with narrowstreets and no sign of anything other than saw many fishing-boats of the sampan type. Onthe way many of the little children laughed and wavedtheir hands, calling out Ohio (good morning). On the way back we stopped at some of the storesin Nagasaki, to purchase some shell goods, this beingthe place where most of the tortoise-shell work is LETTER NO. VII THE following day was Sunday. In the morningwe attended divine service. In the afternoon thesea grew rough and continued so until we reachedWoosung, early the next morning. Even there thewaters were lashed by the wind, and the tender thatcame out to meet us, bobbed up and down wildly; andwhile we were crossing the gangplank to go aboard, awave of unusual violence struck us in the face anddrenched us on one side. It was cold as well as windy, and even sitting in thelee of the smokestack we were so uncomfortable thatwe were glad to seek the surer shelter of the cabin. How glad we were to reach the jetty, and therefind a welcome from Mr. Stafford, Mr. Kulp, andothers; and in Mr. Kulps auto to proceed to the mis-sionary home! The following morning we visited the school forCantonese girls, conducted by Mrs. Bryan, where onehundred girls are in attendance. They sang verysweetly, repeated a couple of psalms, and then wentthrough some vigorous calest
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