Letters from the Far East . n the room after most of the peo-ple had left, a woman with a baby in her arms cameand looked in. The baby was broken out with small-pox. She was but a few feet from us; but one con-stantly meets this in China. It only serves to makeone realize more than ever the wonderful protectingpower of the heavenly Father. February 25 we went to an elaborate feast given inone of the restaurants, in honor of the engagement ofDoctor Lung and Miss Floh, the daughter of an armyphysician. She herself was a teacher in the girlsschool. There were four tables of guests, each seatingei


Letters from the Far East . n the room after most of the peo-ple had left, a woman with a baby in her arms cameand looked in. The baby was broken out with small-pox. She was but a few feet from us; but one con-stantly meets this in China. It only serves to makeone realize more than ever the wonderful protectingpower of the heavenly Father. February 25 we went to an elaborate feast given inone of the restaurants, in honor of the engagement ofDoctor Lung and Miss Floh, the daughter of an armyphysician. She herself was a teacher in the girlsschool. There were four tables of guests, each seatingeight people, and every one seemed in gay spirits, theengagement being most pleasing to both families. It was one of the most beautiful evenings we saw inChina; being the fifteenth of the Chinese month, andconsequently full moon. On March 9 we attended a noon wedding at theTung Shan Church, the bride being one of the school-girls. She was brought to the church in a chair coveredwith flowers, and walked down the aisle led by a. Dedication of Chapel, Sun Chan LETTERS FROM THE FAR EAST 6l Chinese woman and followed by the bridegroom met her in front of the pulpit. Wecould not see her face, as it was nearly hidden by thepink silk which served as a wedding-veil. The service began with the singing of a hymn bythe congregation; and concluded with All the WayMy Saviour Leads Me. LETTER NO. XV ON Sunday we witnessed a baptismal service at thechurch. There were several candidates: one aman of middle age, with a kindly happy face; theothers, girls from the school. A little more than a week later we learned that oneof these dear girls had been taken out of the schooland also cruelly beaten by her mother, because shehad become a Christian. One of the teachers thoughtthe mother did not know of the girls baptism, as shehad said she would kill her if she were baptized. Howmuch some of these native Christians have to sufferfor the faith! We could but think of the old hymn,so appli


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