The Spirit of missions . llapsed, theposts on which it stood snapping offclose to the ground. Before the crashcame the occupants of this house hadmostly sought shelter elsewhere, but oneworkman was severely cut on the headby falling timber. The material of whichthis house was composed was torn toshreds, and boards from it were pickedup an eighth of a mile from the placewhere it had stood. In this same stormthe lich-gate at the entrance to the mis-sion property was blown down andbroken up; and reports soon arrived fromBagnen that our church there had lost apart of its roof, windows had beenbrok
The Spirit of missions . llapsed, theposts on which it stood snapping offclose to the ground. Before the crashcame the occupants of this house hadmostly sought shelter elsewhere, but oneworkman was severely cut on the headby falling timber. The material of whichthis house was composed was torn toshreds, and boards from it were pickedup an eighth of a mile from the placewhere it had stood. In this same stormthe lich-gate at the entrance to the mis-sion property was blown down andbroken up; and reports soon arrived fromBagnen that our church there had lost apart of its roof, windows had beenbroken in, and the interior completelywrecked. We worked for four days clearingaway wreckage and repairing our roof,and had barely finished getting some-what sheltered again, when on October9th another typhoon swept over us, thistime from the opposite direction. Moredamage was done by this storm; but ourrecollection of details is almost obliter-ated by the next typhoon, which camefrom the southwest on the 12th and 13th (237). The Wrecking of the Sagada Mission 239 and exceeded both the other storms infury. If I have made it appear that the firststorm of Ootober 4th was severe, I canonly describe this latter typhoon by say-ing that the first was a mere zephyr incomparison. To attempt to describe it isuseless. We repeated our former ex-periences, except that this time we hadonly damaged property to guard. Witha calloused indifference we saw valuablebooks standing in pools of water, sacksof flour becoming paste; colored waterrunning from curtains and fabrics intobedding and clothing. The main doorsof the mission building burst in, tearingthe mortising apart. More from the in-stinct of self-preservation than fromhopefulness of the result, we threw ourweight against the door in a momentary lull, and nailed boards against the open-ing; one of the panels of the houseburst in; we pried it back and nailed a\ beam against it; then, with heavy schooli benches faistened as diagonal struts from
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