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The Millions 1898 . eggar friend, Mrs. Tuan—and at last I sentround to enquire after her. NOT QUITE SURE OF HER WELCOME. We were much touched to hear the explana-tion: She had been longing to come, butdid not know she might. On the great first He had suffered for us upon the cross! Itwas her one desire to requite this love bygratitude and faith. Soon dear Mrs. Uang, our Bible-woman,was explaining to her fully about the much I wish I could repeat that con-versation, and convey to you some impres-sion of the touching interest of that scene!Very beautifully and powerfully Mrs. Uangbrou
The Millions 1898 . eggar friend, Mrs. Tuan—and at last I sentround to enquire after her. NOT QUITE SURE OF HER WELCOME. We were much touched to hear the explana-tion: She had been longing to come, butdid not know she might. On the great first He had suffered for us upon the cross! Itwas her one desire to requite this love bygratitude and faith. Soon dear Mrs. Uang, our Bible-woman,was explaining to her fully about the much I wish I could repeat that con-versation, and convey to you some impres-sion of the touching interest of that scene!Very beautifully and powerfully Mrs. Uangbrought home to her heart and mind the lead-ing truths she needed to understand, and,with her bright eyes fixed on the speakersface, our new friend listened with the pro-foundest attention. The gloaming deepenedinto dusk. There was no light in the roomsave from the glowing embers of a little firestanding in the centre of the group. One ortwo Christian women were present, sittingbeside Mrs. Uang. Opposite to us was the. WOMEN TAKING A MEAT. ON A KANG, NORTH CHINA. that they are for presentation. These shallfind their way to our dear old beggar lady,who never begs on Sunday, or of us ! But I could go on all night, and not tellyou one-tenth of all that is in our heartsabout these loved souls—these children ofours in the fciith. who are indeed our joy andcrown of rejoicing. BUSY, HAPPY DAY. Sixty women art least, and quite as manychildren, came and went in our guest hallon New Years Day. Not for one mo-ment, from half-past six in the morning tillnearly seven at night, did the stream of guestscease! As some went others came, and manyof the Christians returned once or twice,bringing friends, while some stayed on all thewhile. Both morning and afternoon we had day of the New Year she dared not ventureto put in an appearance uninvited. She wasso lonely, all by herself in her little room, soshe knelt down to ask the Lord to make herheart feel wider, and just then my messengercame in to
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