Seven years in Ceylon: stories of mission life . she had begged the missionary to supply her, andstarted on foot, though an old woman with white hair, to revisit the cities she hadpreviously visited, and put right what in ignorance she had put wrong. The missionary heard of her from time to time in Calcutta, Burdwan, Monghir,Lucknow, Cawnpore, Delhi, and other cities in India, the missionaries in theseplaces writing that she had visited them and greatly revived and stimulated their nativeChristian people by her presence and words, causing great astonishment amongthe Hindus who had formerly kno
Seven years in Ceylon: stories of mission life . she had begged the missionary to supply her, andstarted on foot, though an old woman with white hair, to revisit the cities she hadpreviously visited, and put right what in ignorance she had put wrong. The missionary heard of her from time to time in Calcutta, Burdwan, Monghir,Lucknow, Cawnpore, Delhi, and other cities in India, the missionaries in theseplaces writing that she had visited them and greatly revived and stimulated their nativeChristian people by her presence and words, causing great astonishment amongthe Hindus who had formerly known and worshipped her as a very holy and learnedfakir. From time to time she returned to the missionary at Midnapore, bringingback at the end of each journey every penny of the value of the books which shehad carried away, and, asking for and obtaining a new supply, she again and again setoff on her journeyings, rejoicing in God who had called her to this His work, andwho sustained her in it by the conscious presence of His Spirit in her CHAPTER XXX. Dasammah, the Little Heroine. I SHOULD like to tell about a girl who studied in a mission school in India. Iwill call her Dasammah, though that was not her real name. When she cameto the mission school she was about twelve years of age. She was married, but herhusband allowed her to attend school. She was a very modest girl, and used totake her seat back in a corner, and draw her cloth closely over her face, so that sheshould not be much noticed. When questions were asked of her she seemed to bevery timid about answering, but the missionary lady noticed that when she was teachingthe Bible lesson, this girl seemed always to lean forward and to be drinking in everyword. One day when Dasammah went home she told her husband that she did notbelieve that the idols which they worshipped were true gods, but that she believedthat Jesus Christ was the true Saviour. When her husband heard this he was muchalarmed, for he feared hhe wou
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