Under marching orders : a story of Mary Porter Gamewell . s had turned tothat other unforgotten home across the seasin ancient China. The old call to service inthe place where the need is greatest, the callwhich had dominated these two since child-hood, had again sounded its irresistible the utter joy of the man and woman,their mission board sent them back to theiroriginal post of duty in the compound inPeking. Mr. Gamewell was assigned his taskin the university which had grown out of theboys school of pioneer days. Around gathered the women from thescattered communities o
Under marching orders : a story of Mary Porter Gamewell . s had turned tothat other unforgotten home across the seasin ancient China. The old call to service inthe place where the need is greatest, the callwhich had dominated these two since child-hood, had again sounded its irresistible the utter joy of the man and woman,their mission board sent them back to theiroriginal post of duty in the compound inPeking. Mr. Gamewell was assigned his taskin the university which had grown out of theboys school of pioneer days. Around gathered the women from thescattered communities outside Peking, to betaught the Bible lessons which she could makeso vivid and throbbing with life. Her com-mand of the Chinese language was so com-plete that they often said, ^She talks justlike one of us. Prom the spell of her per-sonality, women of the type of Mrs. Wangwent forth into the country districts to carrylight and joy into hundreds of hopelessChinese homes. Thus the influence of oneshining character reached far and wide innortheastern A Chinese Sunday School 103 As the years went on, another work, newand promising, was laid in her willing was the wonderful Peking the beginning the Christian students andthe servants of the compound were the onlypupils, but in course of time a few childrenfrom the neighborhood strayed in. Theywere familiar with the tale that ^foreigndevils used childrens hearts and eyes tomake medicine; so, naturally, their approachwas cautious. About this time a youngwoman from New England joined the mis-sion, bringing with her a love for childrenand a quantity of picture cards. To the chil-dren from the streets of Peking these cardswere like leaves from a fairy book. Each Sunday groups of small folkassembled, until the class became too largeto meet with the main Sunday-school. It wasgiven a room of its own, and speedily thatroom was filled to overflowing. Childrensat on seats and on the backs of seats; theysat on ea
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