The Millions 1898 . ined if much foreign help were given, so we left, afteradvising him to go to the city and there seek employment. Another instance may be quoted from the same letter, that of aheathen woman hearing the Gospel for the first time. This woman gave us a warm welcome, and listened attentivelyto the Gospel. At last she said, You tell me our worship is allfalse; can you tell me a way of getting rid of my sins ? I wonderedat the womans words. The people are all anxious to know how toget rich, enjoy happiness, or be kept free from sickness; but I neverremember hearing a woman ask how
The Millions 1898 . ined if much foreign help were given, so we left, afteradvising him to go to the city and there seek employment. Another instance may be quoted from the same letter, that of aheathen woman hearing the Gospel for the first time. This woman gave us a warm welcome, and listened attentivelyto the Gospel. At last she said, You tell me our worship is allfalse; can you tell me a way of getting rid of my sins ? I wonderedat the womans words. The people are all anxious to know how toget rich, enjoy happiness, or be kept free from sickness; but I neverremember hearing a woman ask how to get rid of her sins before. Subsequent letters tell of several cases like the foregoing. Surelythe set time to favour An-huei has nearly come, when one and anotherturn to the missionary with the question, How am I to get rid ofmy sins ? Who will go and tell them ? You say. I cant not. but you may meet a heathen, through whose questioningyou can look into the utter darkness of a black heart, as you. ISAKKOWMKN RESTING \l \ II V-SHOP. village, and here I In the farmer listened attentively whilst the storj of the Cross was being explained to his wile and her friends, Fruitwas not seen at once, but three years later Hu came to our hall andasked to be taught more. The seed evidently germinates -lowly inthis mans mind, and we have not striven t force its growth, Hereis the latest 1 have heard from Miss Wilkins of him: Vesterday we reached Mr. llus home, and 1 do not remember (Vcr sadder spectacle. He had told us that all the crops had been destroyed through the river overflowing its hanks, but 1 hardly1 m w what that meant until I saw his home. What had once been acomfortable farmhouse, had now only one side standing, tin- otherwalls all lying Hat on the -round, and there was not a sign of(food) to he sren. The fields looked like a bare, muddy desert. Thedog that greeted us was just a frame-work of hones. It has nothingto ..it hut the water that rinses out our cook
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