American missionary memorial : including biographical and historical sketches . costume, which she had adopted for safetys sake, stoodbefore her husband with their little child, unconscious of itsparents woes. Behind her stood the faithful Moung Ing, andby her side the diabolical spotted face. She was not per-mitted to enter, and, as the father struggled to receive the pre-cious gift, his companions in misery, impelled by an instantbenevolence, seconded his wishes by a simultaneous movementtoward the door. It is not strange that such a scene was im-pressed indelibly on Mr. Judsons mind, nor th
American missionary memorial : including biographical and historical sketches . costume, which she had adopted for safetys sake, stoodbefore her husband with their little child, unconscious of itsparents woes. Behind her stood the faithful Moung Ing, andby her side the diabolical spotted face. She was not per-mitted to enter, and, as the father struggled to receive the pre-cious gift, his companions in misery, impelled by an instantbenevolence, seconded his wishes by a simultaneous movementtoward the door. It is not strange that such a scene was im-pressed indelibly on Mr. Judsons mind, nor that the artist hasfound in it a striking subject for his pencil. But new miseries were yet in store. The hot season hadnow come, and the close confinement of the prisoners wasscarcely to be endured. New severities were practiced, andthe unremitted exertions of Mrs. Judson failed to procure morethan the slightest alleviations. Even the governor of the city,to whom she was indebted for many friendly offices, resistedher appeals until her husband was prostrated with fever, when. MRS. ANN HASSELTINE JUDSON. J^gS he ordered his removal to a bamboo hovel, a palace in com-parison with the place he had left. Three days afterward,the governor sent for her in great haste, detaining her with in-quiries about his watch, while her husband and all the otherwhite prisoners were removed she knew not whither. She ranin every direction, making inquiries in vain, until at lengthshe learned from an old woman that they had gone towardAmarapoora, the old capital, distant six miles. You can donothing for your husband, said the governor; adding, kindlyand significantly, ^Hake care of yourselfP She was satisfiedthat there was danger, but she was not to be deterred from herpurpose. She obtained a passport, and the next morning, withher child, the two Burmese children, and a Bengalee servant,set off for Amarapoora, first in a boat, and then in a the dreadful heat and dust she arrived at the g
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