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ptrmistian, Jrotn a photograph by G. M. 7\iit, Highbury. 

Mr. and Mrs. Stewart and Mrs. Ahok. 


3n life anJ> in 2>eatb 

" They were lovely and pleasant in 
their lives, and in their death they were 
not divided." 2 SAM. i. 23 



Sister of Mrs. Stewart) 









OCT23 1993. 

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541 1 


HAVING been asked to write a brief memoir of our 
dear brother and sister, and to give some details of 
their life-work, I have complied with the request. 

As a first effort by one who makes no claim to 
literary gifts, I must ask a generous forgiveness for 
all faults of style. 

If any one is encouraged by reading the story to 
" go and do likewise" in the great Mission Field, my 
reward will be ample. 

M. E. W. 





THE WHIRLWIND . . . -37 



CHRIST MAGNIFIED . . . . . . ... 141 

"POSSESSIONS" . . . . . . .165 





- . . .197 








the fields> for they are wllite already to 



Lord, her watch Thy Church is keeping ; 

When shall earth Thy rule obey ? 
When shall end the night of weeping, 

When shall break the promised day ? 
See the whitening harvest languish, 

Waiting still the labourers toil ; 
Was it vain Thy Son s deep anguish ? 

Shall the strong retain the spoil ? 

Tidings sent to every creature. 

Millions yet have never heard ; 
Can they hear without a preacher ? 

Lord Almighty, give the word. 
Give the word ; in every nation 

Let the Gospel trumpet sound, 
Witnessing a world s salvation, 

To the earth s remotest bound. 

Then the end : Thy Church completed, 

All Thy chosen gathered in, 
With their King in glory seated, 

Satan bound, and banished sin : 
Gone for ever, parting, weeping, 

Hunger, sorrow, death, and pain ; 
Lo ! her watch Thy Church is keeping, 

Come, Lord Jesus, come to reign. 

HAD not known Robert Stewart well prior to 
our going together to Australia, though I per- 



fectly remember his ordination and departure for 
China nineteen years ago. But when the C.M.S. 
Committee directed me to be their representative to 
respond to the invitation that had come from the 
Primate of Australia and other friends there, and I 
was asked to name a clergyman and missionary to 
accompany me, I gave Mr. Wigram three names, of 
which Stewart s was one. " Well, which of the three 
shall I ask first?" " Ask Stewart," I replied; for 
there were only a few days left before we were to 
sail, and I was sure of this, that he was a man ready 
to go anywhere at a moment s notice in the service 
of the King. Next day came his answer from Bed 
ford, "Yes"; and a most kind letter followed from 
Mrs. Stewart, expressing her readiness that he should 
go. On March 18, 1892, we sailed in the P. and O. 
s.s. Britannia. Neither of us was strong. Stewart 
had suffered severely from dysentery in China, and 
the doctors in England shook their heads about his 
returning thither at all. I was still very weak after 
being prostrate for a month with influenza. But the 
voyage, through God s goodness, set us both up for 
the work to which we were commissioned. 

Stewart was the only clergyman on board (except 
a young S.P.G. missionary for part of the way), and 
he conducted the Sunday services. These were all 
that he considered it possible to arrange, except that 
we had daily prayers in Holy Week* services on Good 
Friday, and Holy Communion on Easter Day. There 
were scarcely any sympathisers with spiritual religion 


on board, and no one cared to attend a Bible-reading ; 
but we two daily met for an hour at noon for read 
ing, conversation, and prayer ; and in a quiet way 
Christian influence was exercised. Stewart s bright 
ness and bonhomie made him popular with the 
worldly men, and a very real affection was mani 
fested to him by some. One, who was a leader in 
the theatricals, sweepstakes, etc., seemed to feel a 
personal sorrow because Stewart did not attend when 
a couple of farces were acted ; but to his question, 
"My dear fellow, why didn t you come?" the un 
answerable answer was returned in another question, 
" My dear fellow, why didn t you come to my service 
on Sunday?" On the last day of our long voyage, 
one of the chief officers came to me and said, u I 
don t think your friend Mr. Stewart has the least 
idea how the whole ship admires him. He has quite 
altered my opinion of parsons. We ve had a good 
many at different times, but either they were so 
stuck up one could not speak to them, or else their 
talk in the smoking-room was worse than that of the 
fast men ; but Mr. Stewart is always pleasant, and 
yet we all know what he s driving at "--which was, 
that other men might know the happiness he had 
himself found in the Lord s service. (Of course I in 
no way endorse this officer s opinion of " parsons" ; I 
only record what he said.) Of more private work 
on that and subsequent voyages, of souls striven for 
and prayed for and won, I will not write ; I am sure 
Stewart would prefer that I made no allusion to them. 


It was not by resting that he regained health in 
Australia ! In less than seven months we took more 
than three hundred meetings and services ; and 
Stewart took quite half the speaking, and more than 
half the knocking about. In Victoria especially, 
he went long and untiring journeys by slow trains, 
or on rough roads, to address small gatherings in 
remote towns, while I was chiefly occupied at cities 
like Melbourne and Ballarat. His indomitable energy, 
his never-failing unselfishness, his humility and 
simple dependence on God, the earnestness and 
simplicity of his addresses, accomplished great things ; 
and wherever he went, he won the love of all who 
came in contact with him. I have mentioned worldly 
men ; let me also mention children. They all clung 
to him. One little boy, a clergyman s son, declared 
that he "should pray for Mr. Stewart every night, 1 
and began by doing so regularly; but one night, 
being very tired after an excursion, the little fellow 
got into bed too quickly when his little sister ran 
up to him and tried to pull him out, crying " Oh you 
naughty boy : you ve forgotten to pray for Mr. 
Stewart ! " Let me parenthetically acknowledge that 
when Stewart afterwards told this story at a meeting 
in my hearing, he modified it by saying that the boy 
was to pray " for China." It was an excusable mis- 
statement ! but I happen to know that my version is 
the correct one. 

Stewart s speeches were often very moving. Again 
and again I know of hearts very deeply touched by 


his words on " I am a debtor," a subject he took re 
peatedly ; and I am sure some Sydney friends must 
remember his stirring address on " Now I know that 
thou fearest God, seeing thou hast not withheld thy 
son, thine only son." But he never had a thought of 
" making a good sermon or speech." He aimed at 
definite results. We used whenever possible to get 
five minutes to pray together alone before going to 
a meeting ; and his prayer often was this, " Lord, if 
Thou hast a message for any one whom Thou art 
bringing to this meeting, give us that message to 
deliver." Naturally, therefore, he believed in prayer 
for a speaker as a real thing. I remember that at a 
meeting at Bendigo, I was quietly writing letters 
to England on my lap while he was speaking, as they 
had to be posted that night. After the meeting he 
gave me a gentle reproach : " While you were speak 
ing, I was praying." I never wrote letters during 
his speeches again ! But while he was intensely 
spiritual in his whole view of a missionary meeting, 
he was intensely practical too. It was he who 
pushed the Gleaners Union, inviting people to come 
to the platform then and there and be enrolled ; which 
procedure has done more than anything else to per 
petuate the missionary spirit in the Australian 
parishes. He sold hundreds of Mr. Horsburgh s 
booklet, Do Not Say ; he distributed, only to applicants, 
thousands of the C.M.S. Cycle of Prayer; he got 
missionary boxes made, and placed more than a 
thousand of them out himself in this also doing a 


work which has lasted, and has been most fruitful. 
These boxes he had labelled "New South Wales" or 
"Victoria" C.M. Association; but when we went to 
New Zealand, there was no Association there, nor 
did we know whether there could be one. Never 
theless, no sooner had his more cautious qolleague 
left him at Auckland and gone on to Gisborne, than 
he got some scores of boxes made quickly, and put a 
label on them, " New Zealand C.M. Association " ; and 
when we met again at Napier, and I shook my head at 
this pre-matureness, he only said, " Well, you see there 
must be an Association now \ " And so there was 
presently ; but not until he had already distributed 
most of his boxes. 

I will venture to give one instance of his readiness 
to sink everything even reputation with those 
whose good opinion he would most desire if only he 
could get an undistracted hearing for his message. 
Some may think he did wrong on this occasion; I 
offer no opinion ; but I honour his motive, and I think 
God used the opportunity. At one church, where he 
was to preach, he took his surplice, scarf, and hood 
out of his bag in the vestry, and was suddenly 
startled by the Incumbent s exclamation on seeing 
the plain black scarf: Whatever is that thing?" 
"That? It s only my scarf." " Oh, you can t wear 
that : the congregation would stare at it all the time, 
and wonder what it meant." "All right," said 
Stewart; "I don t mind; I ll preach without one." 
"Oh, that will never do : look here, you had better wear 


this one, and then people won t see anything unusual, 
and will listen to what you say." And with these 
words the Incumbent produced an embroidered white 
silk stole. "I had never worn such a thing before," 
said Stewart to me afterwards, " and I didn t like it ; 
but I thought, never mind what I like I want to get 
the people s ears so I put it on." I will only add 
that to this day there are people who were in that 
church that morning, and received a message from 
God into their hearts then and there. 

Of course one object before him in all his sermons 
and speeches was to set forth the Lord s claim upon 
His people for their personal service. Missionary 
meetings, he thought, should produce missionaries. 
Some of the Australasian men and women who have 
gone out lately into the mission field were the direct 
fruit of his addresses. His very first sermon, on the 
evening of the very day we landed at Melbourne, 
elicited the offer of those two dear sisters Saunders 
who afterwards joined him in China and laid down 
their lives with him. In England and Ireland, also, 
as many readers of this book know, he and Mrs. 
Stewart were especially used to call forth offers of 
service, and it was mainly through their influence 
that the noble band of women went to Fuh-kien in 
connection with the Church of England Zenana 
Missionary Society. Mrs. Stewart, indeed, was even 
more powerful as a speaker than her husband. I 
have been with her at a drawing-room meeting, 
appointed to speak after her, and when she sat down, 


I have felt that any other address would only mar the 
effect of her loving, moving", burning words ; and I 
have risen and simply said, " I will not add a syllable; 
let us pray over what we have heard." 

Robert Stewart firmly believed that when the Lord 
Christ told His people to go into all the world, and to 
every creature, He rrmnt what He said. Why should 
dangers or trials be considered ? African mangrove- 
swamps might be deadly Chinese mobs might be 
merciless ; but how could such things affect our plain 
duty ? Often did we talk of these matters ; and often 
did he say, " One can only die once : what does it 
signify when or where ? Let us do what God tells us, 
and let Him do what seemeth Him good." He was 
the very man to die at his post ; and at his post he 
died. And Mrs. Stewart felt precisely the same. No 
one, after hearing one of her speeches, would have 
dared to put personal safety as the chief object of 
concern. As to the children, they were dedicated to 
China ; and the more they saw of China in their 
earlier years the better so, at least, felt their parents. 
Robert and Louisa Stewart were lovely and pleasant 
in their lives, and in death they were not divided. 

The deep feeling aroused in Australia by the 
massacre is a significant token of the blessed influence 
that Stewart had exercised there. Melbourne, indeed, 
might naturally think especially of its own mission 
aries, Nellie and u Topsy" Saunders; but Sydney 
scarcely knew them, and yet from Sydney came the 
most touching expressions of love, and grief, and holy 


resolve to follow in the steps of Robert Stewart : 
memorial services in almost all the numerous 
churches, and in the cathedral ; leading clergymen of 
a very different school from Stewart preaching 
sermons full of appreciation of him and his work ; the 
dear honoured old Dean, in his eighty-eighth year, 
presiding over a crowded prayer-meeting three days 
after the news came, and bursting into tears as he 
gave out the opening hymn, "When I survey the 
wondrous cross." The letters I have received from 
men and women, young and old, who could not 
refrain from pouring out their hearts to Stewart s 
colleagues, are too personal to be quoted, but they all 
breathe the same spirit not mere human sorrow, but 
sorrow mingled with joy, and with the strong expec 
tation of rich blessing for Australia, and China, and 
the world, from those precious deaths. At Melbourne 
also there was a crowded special memorial service in 
the cathedral, Bishop Gre preaching most impres 
sively ; and although of course the world cavilled (as 
it did also at Sydney) at the wickedness of sending 
women to such a fate, the faith of the children of God 
was marvellously strengthened by the grace that 
shone forth from the bereaved widowed mother, Mrs. 
Saunders. If she had two more daughters, she told an 
" interviewing" press man, they should go for Christ 
to China ; and she herself, writes Mrs. Macartney, 
would fain go to Ku-cheng and seek to win for her 
Lord some of the murderers, and their children. 

So the Lord is going to do as He always does, 


bring Life out of Death. Allen Gardiner s death by 
starvation was the beginning of life for the Fuegians ; 
Livingstone s death in the heart of Africa brought 
light into the Dark Continent ; Hannington, mur 
dered on the threshold of Uganda, purchased, as he 
said, the road thither with his life ; and God will 
make the Ku-cheng massacre an event to look back 
upon in eternity as the starting-point of a glorious 
ingathering of souls. There is a triumph indeed in 
store for those who can say, " Nothing too precious 
for Jesus." "I believe," writes the father of Elsie 
Marshall, one of the dear Stewarts companions in 
suffering, " that I shall see that glorious harvest in 
China that is to spring up from those precious buried 
grains that hold, in God s mysterious purpose, the 
germs of eternal life ; and I know I shall rejoice in 
that day that God allowed me to call one of those 
grains mine." 





" Who are these who come among us 

Strangers to our speech and ways ? 
Passing by our joys and treasures, 

Singing in the darkest days ? 
Are they pilgrims journeying on 
From a land we have not known ? " 

" We are come from a far country, 
From a land beyond the sun ; 

We are come from that great glory 
Round our God s eternal throne : 

Thence we come and thither go ; 

Here no resting place we know. 

" Far within the depth of glory, 
In the Father s house above, 
We have learnt His wondrous secret, 
We have learnt His heart of love : 
We have seen and we have shared 
That bright joy He hath prepared. 

" We have seen the golden city 
Shining as the jasper stone ; 
Heard the song that fills the heavens 

Of the Man upon the throne ; 
Well that glorious One we know 
He hath sent us here below. 


" We have drunk the living waters. 
On the Tree of Life have fed ; 
Therefore deathless do we journey 

Midst the dying and the dead ; 
And unthirsting do we stand 
Here amidst the barren sand. 

" Round us, as a cloud of glory 

Lighting up the midnight road, 
Falls the light from that bright city, 

Showing us where He has trod ; 
All that here might please the sight 
Lost in that eternal light." 

" Wherefore are ye come amongst us 

From the glory to the gloom ? " 
" Christ in glory breathed within us 
Life, His Life, and bid us come. 
Here as living springs to be 
Fountains of that life are we. 

" Fountains of the life that floweth 

Ever downwards from the throne, 
Witnesses of that bright glory 
Where, rejected, He is gone, 
Sent to give the blind their sight, 
Turn the darkness into light. 

" There, amidst the joy eternal, 
Is the Man who went above, 

Bearing marks of all the hatred 
Of the world He sought in love. 

He has sent us here to tell 

Of His love unchangeable. 

" He hath sent us, that in sorrow, 

In rejection, toil and loss, 
We may learn the wondrous sweetness, 

Learn the mystery of His cross 
Learn the depth of love that traced 
That blest path across the waste. 


u He hath sent us highest honours 

Of His cross and shame to win, 
Bear His light through deepest darkness, 

Walk in white midst foulest sin ; 
Sing amidst the wintry gloom, 
Sing the blessed songs of home. 

" From the dark and troubled waters 

Many a pearl to Him we bear ; 
Golden sheaves we bring with singing, 

Fulness of His joy we share ; 
And our pilgrim journey o er, 
Praise with Him for evermore." 

T. P. 1 

VARIOUS proposals have been made as to writing 
a Life of Robert and Louisa Stewart ; but they 
have all been declined. 

Lives so truly lived in secret with God are not easy 
to record. And even if the attempt were successfully 
made, is there not a danger of exalting the human and 
losing sight of the fact that " all things are of God?" 

It has been thought, therefore, that it is sufficient for 
God s glory, to print some letters lately received, and 
supply a few details of the earlier times. Their letters 
were not kept, at Mr. Stewart s earnest request. 

Feeling that anything too personal would have been 
repugnant to the feelings of our dear brother and 
sister, we refrain from writing their biographies ; but 
we know their wish would be that we should write and 
print anything that would awaken love and sympathy 
for China and the Chinese anything that would show 
the friends who have helped through prayer and by 

1 In " Hymns of Tersteegen, Suso and others," by Mrs. Bevan. 



their gifts that the need now is not less, but greater. 
Their voices seem to plead with us from the glory, 
"Fill up the ranks." Who will be baptized for the 

They went out to Foochow in September, 1876, just 
after their marriage. 

Learning the language was of course the first work. 

Then Mr. Stewart was given charge of the school 
for native catechists belonging to the Church Mission 
ary Society. 

Mrs. Stewart, after a time, opened a school to train 
native Bible- women. 

The money to build it was given by personal friends. 

Then came the pressing need of English ladies to 
teach and superintend their Chinese sisters. 

After eight years abroad Mr. and Mrs. Stewart 
came home, and the matter was taken up by the 
C.E.Z.M.S., who agreed to send ladies to China, 
arranging that the funds for India and China should 
be kept separate. 

The all-absorbing thought was, " How can the 
Gospel be preached to this generation of the 
Chinese?" And visions rose of devoted English 
ladies residing in every one of the many cities of 
the Fuhkien province, superintending hundreds of 
native Bible-women. 

These Bible- women cost 6 a year only, travelling 
expenses included. What a good investment of 6 ! 

Dear readers, you who cannot go to China can have 
a substitute there for this modest sum ; and I know 


not how many you may have "from the land of 
Sinim" to welcome you to "everlasting habitations." 

Those who met Louisa Stewart at this time will 
remember the intense interest she felt and com 
municated to others on this subject of women s 
work (English and Chinese) in China. 

How often she told, with glowing face, of her 
beloved Chinese women in the school ! How at noon 
each day their lessons were suspended and a prayer- 
meeting held. So real and earnest were the petitions 
that the difficulty often was to stop them in time for 
dinner. They " believed in the Holy Ghost." 

The history of one of these women, often told by 
Mrs. Stewart, was as follows : 

Mr. Stewart had received her husband, Ing Soi, 
into the C.M.S. school, and he asked that his wife 
might be under Mrs. Stewart s care to learn " the 
doctrine," so as to be able to help him when he was 
sent forth to teach. 

Ing Soi was a man of God. Robert Stewart said he 
loved him as a brother. But the wife, though a 
Christian in name, showed no sign of true conversion 
to God. Alas ! as her subsequent history shows, she 
was like many in our own country, who " will not 
come " at the voice of love, and must experience the 
goad of trouble, which " it is hard to kick against." 

Mrs. Ing Soi wept over the difficult Chinese charac 
ters, and said it was impossible for her to learn to 
read; in fact, she did not care to read the book for 
whose Author she had no love ; but, as the story will 


tell, at a day not very far distant her greatest desire 
was to search for herself the written Word, that she 
might find the living Word of God. 

The time having arrived for her husband to go 
forth, she left the school. 

It seemed as if no seed had been sown, and as if 
prayer were left unanswered. We know that every 
prayer is answered, though we may not at once see 
the answer. " Through faith and patience "we " in 
herit the promises." 

After some time of happy work in the far-off city, 
Ing Soi went to see some converts in another town. 
They had hitherto visited him, but now they begged 
for a visit from their teacher. 

One day he went. I believe it was a day s journey. 

A manifesto from the mandarin greeted his eyes 
soon after his arrival. The walls were placarded 
with a notice forbidding any one to teach " the Jesus 
doctrine," and threatening confiscation of property, 
and possibly loss of life, to any one teaching " in this 

The ostensible reasons for these threats were an 
outbreak of cholera disease among the cattle, and 
tailure in the crops disasters usual in China in the 
fall of the year, but this year utilised by the Chinese 
authorities as a pretext for persecuting the Christians. 

As Ing Soi read, he found himself seized by some 
men, who, holding his pigtail, said, 

" Do you promise not to speak any more in this 


"No," he answered firmly; "I will preach the 
Name of Jesus while I have breath. I live only to 
serve Him." 

" Well, we must kill you." 

They dragged him off to an opium den, where they 
beat him cruelly, and, putting a knife to his throat, 
threatened instant death unless he recanted. 

" How did you feel, Ing Soi, when you faced 
death ? " questioned Mrs. Stewart, to whom he re 
counted this experience after he reached Foochow. 

"Oh! " he said and his face, like Stephen s, shone 
as an angel s "I never thought of death; my only 
thought was, in one moment I shall really see Jesus, 
and I was so full of joy they thought I was laughing, 
for they said, ( You needn t laugh ; we are really 
going to kill you. " 

Just then the Mandarin interfered, lest matters 
should go too far, and with some vague dread of the 
English government. 

With difficulty Ing Soi reached Foochow. He 
came to die ; the injuries he had received were so 

For six weeks he lingered in the hospital, lovingly 
nursed by his wife, and visited daily by Mr. and Mrs. 
Stewart not, as they said, for his sake alone ; they 
found it good to be with him in the land of Beulah, 
and hear him speak the language of that country. 

" Have you any fear of death, Ing Soi? Tell me," 
questioned Mr. Stewart one day. 

u Living is death, dying is life," was the answer. 


On another occasion he addressed his dearly-loved 

" One thing you will promise ? " 

" That your wife and children may be cared for ? " 

" Oh no ! I know you will do all for them. I trust 
you and God, and I have no fear for them." 

"What then?" 

" Those poor people who injured me. God has for 
given them. They did it in ignorance. I have asked 
the Lord to send them a teacher, and I want you to 
promise that if there is any inquiry you will not let 
any one punish them." 

The promise was given. The likeness to Stephen 
was brought again to mind, and, indeed, to a greater 
than Stephen, who prayed, " Father, forgive them." 

Ing Soi fell asleep in the arms of Jesus ; but the 
story does not end here. 

The seeds in the wife s heart now began to bring 
forth fruit. 

The Christ-like spirit in her husband had been to 
her as the early and the latter rain, and she now 
begged her dear " sing-ang-iong " (teacher) to take 
her again into the school. God had put into her heart 
a great longing to be the messenger of mercy and 
forgiveness to her husband s murderers. 

He fulfils " the desire of them that fear Him," 
and after her time of training she went a real Bible- 
woman this time to reap a harvest in other souls. 

So it ever is : the seed is planted, and it grows, we 
"know not how," and brings forth " first the blade, 


then the ear, then the full corn in the ear" (is this 
the advancing manifestation in John xiv. 16, 21, 23 
the Spirit, the Son, the Father?), and after that a 
harvest in other souls. Oh ! is it not worth dying to 
all of the old self-life that we may " share in the 
glory of the harvest home " ? 

But we must return to the school with its twenty 

In this unique boarding school for married women, 
some of them learning lessons with baby in arms, 
because baby could not be left behind, Mrs. Stewart 
spent some hours of every day. 

Many of these women, with true heroism known to 
God alone, had walked weary miles with their " poor 
little feet, as they called them. 

How Mrs. Stewart delighted, when she could find a 
ready listener, to tell of these dear pupils in China ! 

Sometimes they made her laugh in winter when it 
was cold (as it mercifully is in Foochow). 

Chinese people think English fires very uncivilized, 
so destructive to furniture, and so apt to smoke. 
Their way of getting warm is to add jacket over 
jacket, and skirt over skirt ; and when sitting quiet to 
embrace a little charcoal burner, hidden by the wide 
sleeves of the tunic. 

Let us imagine Mrs. Stewart surrounded by her 
class of loving women. Some one gets specially in 
terested, and forgets her unseen warm friend. Sud 
denly there is a cry that somebody is on fire ! All 
hands haste to the rescue. The fire is put out without 


much injury, and a hearty laugh succeeds the mo 
mentary fear. 

One day, early in the school experience, the teacher 
said in familiar sisterly converse : "You know now 
that the things said about us such as that blue eyes 
see through the ground, and, that you \vould get harm 
if you came here are not true. I am sure that some of 
the things said about you are not true. For instance, 
about killing the girl-babies. I do not suppose any of 
you have done so." 

A smile passed from one to the other. Eighteen 
women out of the twenty present confessed to the 
crime, explaining that it had to be done imme 
diately, before the little one had won any love ! Poor 
babies yet happy too. Here again Satan is van 
quished. He suggests these cruel acts, but He who 
was manifested for this purpose, that He might 
destroy the works of the devil, destroys his power 
here, for death becomes life to these Chinese baby- 
girls. God has chosen the weak and despised things, 
and we praise Him for that third of the human race 
who die in infancy, saved through the blood of the 

In one letter Mrs. Stewart wrote (I quote from 
memory, not having kept the letter) : 

" I am glad I believe in the Holy Ghost. Some of 
the women seem so hopelessly ignorant and stupid. 
They are brought up to believe that they have no 
souls, no minds, and that men only can think. 

" One woman seemed unable to learn : she wept 


over the characters. But quite suddenly she brightened 
up and learned quickly and well. I asked how it was. 

"Did you not tell us that God gives the Holy 
Spirit to those that ask ? 

" Yes. 

" ( And that when He comes, He shall teach all 
things ? 

" < Yes. 

" That is how I learn now. He teaches me, and 
I "cannot forget. " 

One more conversation repeated to us comes to 
mind. The women were explaining to Mrs. Stewart 
why marriage, as a rule, is regarded with dread by 
Chinese women ; how they become drudges to the 
mother-in-law, and slaves, if not beasts of burden, to 
the husband ; so that some young women have com 
mitted suicide rather than live to be taken to the 
husband s home. 

Exclamations of surprise, if not of incredulity, arose 
when Mrs. Stewart said that in England girls who 
are engaged like to be married. 

"Poor Chinese women," she would often say, "if 
friends at home could only see their hopeless faces, 
and know of their dark existence, they would indeed 
do all that they could for the women of China." 

The woman lirst in the transgression God told 
of sorrow and of being under the rule of man. 

The woman mother of Jesus last at His cross, 
first at His tomb. She died indeed to all natural 
goodness, but in Christ has she not been made alive ? 


As she has borne the image of the earthy, shall she 
not bear the image of the heavenly ? Yes, truly. 
And as she was used of God in Christ s first advent, 
she has assuredly her part to fill up before the mani 
festation of the sons of God. 

And when they come, the daughters as well as the 
sons, from the East and West, the North and South, 
the sacred Book adds : " And these from the land of 

" How can you say poor missionaries ? said Mr. 
Stewart in a sermon preached when he was last at 
home. " I tell you it is a life the highest archangel in 
heaven might envy." 

The touching incidents connected with the leave- 
taking on their return to China in November, 1884, 
must be passed over ; they both shrank from any 
personal publicity. They loved to make known far 
and wide what God had wrought. 

To the glory of His grace, one remark must be 
repeated. Mrs. Stewart said to a relative of hers, 
" No one seems to understand but Mr. Hudson Taylor. 
Every one else says, ( When must you go back to 
China ? " (they were leaving three dearly loved 
children behind them) ; " but he said, ( When can you 
go back to China ? He understands." 

And when that leave-taking was over, and a sister 
and some friends saw them off at Gravesend, the faces 
of both showed signs of passing through deep waters, 
but the light shining in the eyes of both also said, 
louder than any words, that He was with them. As 
they said themselves, they loved to go to China. 


Time would fail to tell of sowing in tears and reap 
ing in joy for two years more ; and then again they 
came home, across Canada this time, because of Mr. 
Stewart s health. 

He fought bravely on as long as the doctor w r ould 
allow him to stay. First a change to Japan was tried. 

There one night his wife told of it afterwards he 
lay insensible. They had gone high up in the moun 
tains, to seek for him invigorating air. 

Even the Japanese servants did not sleep in the 
inn ; she was alone alone with God. I believe that 
night she became Israel not Jacob any longer. God 
became in a deeper sense all in all to her, and she had 
no fear, even face to face with the possibility that her 
husband might that night enter within the veil, with 
out another word to her. She thought of the little 
children in China, the three boys at home, her mother 
and others in Ireland; and, looking her unknown 
future in the face, she praised God, telling Him she 
loved His will whatever it might bring to her. And 
a marvellous calm came over her whole being, and a 
joy not of earth ! 

Her husband was restored to her that time ; but it 
was God s purpose to have him once more in England, 
and so He permitted the little strength he had gained 
in Japan to wane again. 

Once more they turned homewards a wonderful 
journey, as they afterwards said ! 

Every little detail so lovingly and graciously or 
dered ! The Lord carried His beloved child in His 


^ halfway round the world, when, humanly speak 
ing, it seemed as if he could not reach home alive. 

At first Mr. Stewart had to keep very quiet, but as 
soon as it was possible he was again in harness, 
preaching and holding meetings in the interest of his 
beloved China or rather, of his beloved Lord. He 
was, indeed, a true follower of Him whose meat it 
was to do His Father s will. 

The children, too, had a blessed training. Loving 
their father, and appreciating his society in a very 
special way, they were also taught to rejoice in the 
suffering entailed by his absence, because it was " for 

In 1893 Mr. and Mrs. Stewart had again the joy 
of setting off for China, and what was really a joy 
too (though, perhaps, understood by few), of sacrificing 
natural inclination that they might embrace God s 

A call came for missionary meetings in Canada. 
Who could be more suitable than Mr. and Mrs. 
Stewart he to plead the cause of Christ, as he had 
done in Australia, New Zealand, and elsewhere ; she 
to call upon her sisters in Canada to hear the cry of 
crushed womanhood in China ? 

Again the choice to suffer was put before them. 
They had faced the good-bye to the three boys, now at 
a public school ; but what about the four wee ones 
two little gills and two baby-boys ? They could not 
be taken about Canada with their nurse on deputation. 

No ; they must take the other way, and go by the 




Red Sea, in company with some of the dear sisters 
going out under the C.E.Z.M.S., all of whom were 
ever cherished as dear sisters, if not daughters. 

So it was decided, not grudgingly or of necessity. 
God loves a cheerful giver. 

Dear Robert Stewart ! If I have mentioned his wife 
my sister more, it is because we heard her speak 
more, not in any degree that we think less of him. 
Oh, no. Good soldier of Jesus Christ, patient, true 
servant, he never sought the praise of man, and 
always shrank from any recognition of his services ; 
he pitied those who sought such things. " Verily, 
they have their rew r ard." 

But he, seeing the invisible, and intensely devoted 
to the Captain of his salvation, ever pressed on, an 
inspiration to those who came in contact with him, 
and an example to all who would work while it is day. 

From the Sunday morning when he, a young bar 
rister, worldly and full of ambition, as some of us 
remember him, turned into Holy Trinity Church, 
Richmond, saying to himself that he knew his mother 
(then in glory) would be better pleased to see him 
there than boating on the Thames, as had been his 
intention when he left the house that morning from 
that day until the fiery chariot parted us asunder 
on August i, 1895, his course was "straight upward 
and straight onward to yonder throne." An old friend, 
alluding to his conversion, remarked, " I never saw a 
man so completely changed." 

Dear Robert Stewart ! we shall never see just such 


another; but what thou wert God made thee, and to Him 
we give all the glory, as thou wert ever wont to do. 

We must leave others to tell of work in Canada, and 
hasten to conclude this sketch. Christmas Day, 1893, 
witnessed a happy re-union of the four little ones, 
Lena the faithful nurse, the beloved parents, and some 
of the " sisters," whose love in the Spirit had been 
always a brightness in the Chinese life. 

This time they passed through Foochow and went 
on to Kucheng another answer to prayer, as their 
hearts were ever going out to the regions beyond. 
The name of Hwasang, which has now become sadly 
familiar to many ears, was first heard of as a sana 
torium, where in the hottest part of summer they 
retreated with the children for refreshment and rest 
rest, not only after work, but as a preparation for a 
fresh campaign. 

There on the mountain top the native cottage stood 
which they bought for themselves. 

During the summer of 1894 ( last Y ear ) the letters 
from Hwasang were full of descriptions of peaceful 
rest, tea-picnics with the children, and other delights. 
In the month of June a new baby had come to gladden 
the home; they called her Hilda Sylvia. The little 
life of thirteen months was a bright one ; she lived 
surrounded with love. 

It is now known to all Christian friends the wide 
world over how Mr. and Mrs. Stewart passed through 
the golden gates together, followed by Herbert and the 
baby girl a little later. 


I remember one day Mr. and Mrs. Stewart were at 
home, and some of us had gathered, a little family 
party, by the seaside in Wales. Herbert had had a 
fall, and might have been seriously hurt. 

He said solemnly to his mother afterwards, " God 
went out to walk with Her to-day, or he would have 
been killed." 

He was only two years old and called himself 
" Her," as Herbert was too long. 

When I heard what had happened on August i 
and the succeeding days, I remembered his baby 
words, and I knew that "God walked with Herbert" 
then too, and with his father and mother, the baby 
sister, and the faithful nurse Lena. They were not 
(< killed," they were translated. Had He not promised 
He would never leave them nor forsake them ? 

" Some were tortured, not accepting deliverance, 
that they might obtain a better resurrection." 

" Of whom the world was not worthy." 




"And it came to pass, when the Lord would take up Elijah into 
heaven by a whirlwind, that Elijah went with Elisha. . . . 

"And, behold, there appeared a chariot of fire, and horses of fire, 
and parted them both asunder ; and Elijah went up by a whirlwind 
into heaven." 

" Thou sweet beloved will of God, 

My anchor ground, my fortress hill, 
My spirit s silent, fair abode, 
In Thee I hide me, and am still. 

Oh, will that wiliest good alone, 

Lead Thou the way, Thou guidest best ; 

A little child, I follow on, 

And, trusting, lean upon Thy breast. 

Thy beautiful sweet will, my God, 

Holds fast in its sublime embrace 
My captive will, a gladsome bird, 

Prisoned in such a realm of grace. 

Within this place of certain good 
Love evermore expands her wings ; 

Or, nestling in Thy perfect choice, 
Abides content with what it brings. 

Oh, lightest burden, sweetest yoke ! 

It lifts, it bears, my happy soul, 
It giveth wings to this poor heart ; 

My freedom is Thy grand control. 



Upon God s will I lay me down, 

As child upon its mother s breast ; 
No silken couch, nor softest bed, 

Could ever give me such deep rest. 

Thy wonderful grand will, my God, 
With triumph now I make it mine, 

And faith shall cry a joyous Yes ! 
To every dear command of Thine." 

THE storm that burst on August i, 1895, at 
Hwasang (the summer resort of our dear 
missionaries) was not altogether without warning. 

The following letters tell their own tale. Mrs. 
Stewart s letter, written as early as December 10, 
1894, shows that already there was earnest need for 
prayer. Her journal letter, and Mr. Stewart s letter, 
written to the Church Missionary Society a little 
later, show how surely, though slowly, the clouds 
were gathering. 

But later letters some extracts from which are 
given towards the end of this chapter give us 
pictures of our friends enjoying their quiet rest at 
Hwasang, and looking forward with joyful hope 
and confident expectation to their "Keswick Week," 
which they kept at the same time as the great gather 
ing by Derwentwater. 

The following letter from Mrs. Stewart, dated 
December 16, 1894, addressed to Mrs. Baldwin, for 
merly at Foochow in connection with the American 
Mission, was inserted in the letter leaflet of the 
Women s Auxiliary : 



" Your kind suggestion that I should send you 
now and then topics for special prayer has been in 
my mind much to-day, and I feel that I must write 
and tell you of our great need. You will, of course, 
have guessed that owing to the war between China 
and Japan, Chinese people are in a state of great 
unrest, and hardly know what to expect from day to 
day. In this part of the Fuh-kien Province a new 
source of danger has arisen. A secret society, which 
has been slowly growing for two years, has suddenly 
become very active, and is rapidly increasing in 
numbers ; some hundreds have joined them within 
the last few weeks, and they are daily growing in 
numbers. The Mandarin has no power to check 
them ; he made an attempt a few weeks ago, and 
his house was soon surrounded by an angry mob, who 
said they would pull it down if he did not agree to 
all their wishes. At last the poor man yielded, as he 
was quite terrified, and actually allowed his own 
secretary to be beaten, merely because the mob 
demanded it, and then liberated a few of their 
number he had imprisoned, and sent them home in 
state in sedan chairs. The victory over the Mandarin 
has made them very bold, and they say quite openly 
they can now do as they like. They have many 
times threatened to burn down our houses, and either 
kill us or drive us away ; but the Lord has kept us 
in perfect peace ; we realize fully that we are safe in 
His keeping, for we have no human power to trust 


to. The Mandarin can no longer help himself, so 
there is no protection from him, and the officials at 
Foochow are powerless: such consternation prevails 
owing to the Japanese victories. But we know nothing 
can hurt us without our Father s will, and we feel quite 
content. Our little girls, aged ten and twelve, some 
times feel the strain rather, and when people begin 
talking of possibilities they feel rather frightened ; 
but even this the Lord is using for good, for it is 
teaching them to turn to Him for help and comfort, as 
they never would in peaceful days. We feel most for 
our poor Christians, and it is for them I want specially 
to ask you to pray. Even now many are having a 
time of severe testing, and much worse may come if 
the war is prolonged. The heathen think they have 
now a good chance of injuring them, as the Govern 
ment is quite unable to take their part at present. 
Some have had their crops of rice cut down and 
carried away before their eyes ; others have been 
beaten ; and one poor man had his shop attacked, and 
everything he had carried off. We know that those 
who are grounded and settled in the faith will not be 
moved, but we feel so much for the inquirers, and 
those just lately come out of heathen darkness. ( God 
is able to make them stand. Will you join with us 
in asking that all this trouble may lead to great 
spiritual blessing, and that the Christians may be 
given courage to bear whatever may be the Lord s 
will to send them? Will you also pray that this 
secret society, which is doing so much harm, may be 


in some way broken up, and not allowed to injure the 
Lord s work in this place ? They are going to have 
a great gathering of some hundreds of these con 
spirators at this city in about a fortnight, and we are 
praying much that the Lord will keep them from 
doing any harm. They threaten all sorts of things, 
but we know they cannot carry them out unless God 
permits them. The Consul is anxious we should all 
leave these inland stations, and go down to the Treaty 
Port for safety, for he thinks that if Pekin is taken 
there may be a general rising of the people, and then 
the foreigner would be the first to suffer. But so 
far we cannot see that it is the Lord s will we should 
leave our posts, and we fear it would much discourage 
the Christians if we did so. The Lord will guide day 
by day, and we want simply to follow His will. Will 
you pray specially for two dear men, leaders in the 
Church here at Kucheng? The first is named Ling 
Sing-mi ; he is an ordained clergyman, the pastor of 
our church in the city, and head of the Kucheng 
district work under my husband. Will you pray that 
he may be given wisdom and strength at this time of 
trial, that God may bless him, that he may be a 
blessing to others ? The other is a man named 
Li Daik-in, also a leader, and also a very good man. 
Will you ask that he too may receive much blessing 
through this trial, and learn to trust God more fully 
than ever before ? We are all well in health, thank 
God. My husband has had one attack of illness since 
the summer, but is now well again ; he is constantly 


busy, and, indeed, can hardly get through the work 
of these two great districts. Will you ask the Lord 
to send more men men fitted and prepared by Him 
self ? Our warmest thanks for your sympathy in our 

The following letters, written in April, 1895, by 
Robert Stewart, show that all needful precautions 
were taken. They knew the angels had charge to 
" keep them in all their ways," but they were not 
rashly tempting God. 

" Reuter s Agency is informed that the district re 
ferred to in the Hongkong telegram as nearer 
Foochow than Kucheng, contains several Church 
Missionary Society stations, Church of England 
Zenana stations, and American Methodist stations. 
The most important of these are Fukhieu, Fuhning, 
Longuong, Ningtaik, all to the north of Foochow, and 
Hokchiang, and Hinghwa, to the south of that city. 
At some of these stations there are male missionaries, 
and ladies at most of them. The following letter 
the last one received from the Rev. R. W. Stewart, 
addressed to the Church Missionary Society, and 
communicated by them to Reuter s Agency, is dated 
Kucheng, April 8, and shows that even then the 
situation was critical. 

u Mr. Stewart says : 

u We have been having some rather exciting times 
here lately. Ten days ago I was called up at four 
o clock in the morning by our native clergyman and 


other Christians, who had crossed the river to our 
house to bring the startling news that the Vegetarian 
rebels were expected at daylight to storm Kucheng 
and that the gateways of that city were being blocked 
with timber and stone as fast as possible. We have 
for a considerable time been aware that the Vege 
tarians were recruiting in large numbers, and the 
expectation that something of this kind might happen 
led the better-class people to subscribe large sums for 
the rebuilding of the city wall, which in many places 
had fallen down ; the gates, too, had been either 
broken or were gone. At the time when the alarm 
was given, we had, with women, girls, and children, 
nearly one hundred sleeping in our compound. The 
rebels expected in an hour ! What was to be done ? 
As we talked, and prayed, and planned, the dawn 
began to break ; then came the rain in torrents. 
What part this played in the matter I don t know ; 
but as we saw it falling heavily, and remembered the 
Chinese fear of getting wet, we said to one another, 
"The rain will be our protection. 1 At daylight we 
roused the schools, and, after a hasty meal, all left 
in a long, sad procession to make their way across 
the river in a small ferry-boat, which came back 
wards and forwards for them, until at last the whole 
party had reached the other side. It was a long 
business, all in the rain, and then the wall had to be 
climbed by a ladder, for by this time the blocking of 
the gateways was complete. Near our chapel the 
wall had not been rebuilt to its full height; and the 


chapel ladder, the only one to be obtained, just reached 
to the top. This was one of the many incidents that 
showed us that the hand of God was controlling 
everything. The next day that part of the wall was 
built to its proper height, and the ladder would have 
then been several feet too short, and we could never 
have got the women with their cramped feet and the 
children over the wall. 

" For the next three days the wall was guarded by 
bands of citizens, posted at short intervals from one 
another, and armed with the best weapons they could 
find; but, indeed, they were poor things old three- 
pronged forks, centuries old, to judge by their ap 
pearance, with movable rings on the handles to 
shake, and so strike terror to the hearts of the foe. 
Rusty, too, were their swords, and rarely to be seen ; 
we watched the proud possessors washing them in a 
pool and scraping them with a brick. The majority 
had no scabbards ; not that the " braves " had thrown 
them away, but they had lost them. One I examined 
had a useful sort of scabbard : it covered all but the 
last couple of inches of the blade, so you could stick 
your enemy without the bother of pulling it out a 
good thing if you were in a hurry. Those three days 
whilst the city was straitly shut up were anxious 
ones. Then the gates were opened. What took place 
between the Mandarin and the Vegetarian leaders we 
do not know ; but no one believes that we have seen 
the end of the matter. Such a serious affair cannot be 
so easily patched up; probably we have as yet had 


but the beginning. Much depends upon the course 
that the war takes. If a treaty is arranged during the 
present armistice of three weeks, I think perhaps all 
will be quiet. Soldiers can be spared from Foochow, 
and some arrests of the ringleaders can bs effected, 
and that will quell it; but if not, the rebels will have 
recruited in sufficient numbers to make a rising a 

u Our girls and women s schools have, of course, 
been disbanded, and your ladies have left for Foo 
chow, I need hardly say very sorely against their 
will. It was hard for them to leave their loved work 
and their many friends amongst the Chinese ; but 
they saw clearly it was best, for they could not help 
them in the event of a disturbance, and might rather 
hinder their flight and make concealment more diffi 
cult. Our Consul wrote, strongly urging this step 
should be taken, and the American Consul wrote to 
his people in the same strain ; so the ladies have gone 
very obediently, but very sadly, all of them wishing 
they were men, and so not obliged to retreat. But I 
think they see in all that is happening the finger of 
God pointing to a cessation of their work for a time, 
perhaps that they may leave Him to work alone. 
When they come back, they may be astonished to find 
the wonders that the Spirit of God has done in their 
absence. The Japanese have taken Tamsui, on 
Formosa, and are hovering about Foochow. I hope 
they will not land. They have many well-wishers 
among the Chinese. Here eight out of ten of the 


lower and middle classes would rejoice at a Japanese 
victory. They hate their own Government, and are 
rebels at heart. It would take very little to make 
them so in fact. But Hezekiah s God is ours. One 
angel slew 185,000 men, so with the Lord of Hosts 
of angels on our side there is nought to fear. 

" The Rev. R. W. Stewart writes in a more recent 
letter : 

i( KUCHENG, April 21. 

" As you know, all the ladies have been moved from 
here to the coast, to see what the Japanese intend 
doing. The general belief is that a treaty is about 
to be agreed to ; and if so, we need expect no more 
trouble here of a serious kind. God holds the key of 
the unknown. Your Lang-yong and Sa-yong ladies 
have not moved ; all in peace there. The others will 
be back here soon, I expect. 1 

And Hezekiah s God was true to them, as He ever 
is, and must be to His children. For that time, the 
storm passed by. 

When all danger was supposed to be over, they 
returned to Kucheng, and shortly afterwards went to 
Hwasang, their summer resort, where, on August i, 
as already stated, the storm burst. 

Though some things already told occur again in 
this journal-letter of Mrs. Stewart, we put it in as 
it is. Simply and naturally she writes to her own 
friends, and as well as general information about the 
" Vegetarians," it gives us a glimpse of the happy 
family life, even when surrounded by danger. 


She had learned that lesson, " In everything give 
thanks": even when her little girls were frightened 
by the news of the "Vegetarians," because it taught 
them " to turn to Him for help and comfort, as they 
never would in peaceful days." She saw as well as 
believed, that " All things work together for good to 
them that love God." 


"March 27^/7, Evan s birthday. We had a quiet, 
peaceful day, with no indication of coming trouble. 
The children had their tea out of doors as a birthday 
treat, and the three sisters, who happened to bs in 
Kucheng, came and joined us. That night, about 12 
o clock, our two leading men, Mr. Sing-mi and Mr. 
Daik-ing, came to our house to tell us the Mandarin 
had men hard at work all night barricading the 
gates ; the walls were nearly finished, but no gates 
put up; however, the Chinese are equal to any 
emergency, and the old gates were quickly put in, 
and huge strong boards they use for coffins nailed 
behind, also great pieces of stone ; so that, from 
inside, the fortifications looked quite formidable. I 
think all the coffin-shops in the city must have been 
rifled ! However, this was the startling news brought 
to us in the middle of the night ! What was to be 
done? We had our 100 women and children sleeping 
in our compound, between the women s and girls 
schools; besides, we had the lady missionaries and 
all our own children. Clearly, we could not do 


anything in the darkness. The road between us and 
the city is steep and difficult, and there is a small 
river to cross. Many plans were discussed, and much 
time was spent just waiting upon God to know His 
will. In a wonderful way His promise was fulfilled 
to us, Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace whose 
mind is stayed on Thee. We felt so certain God was 
guiding, that we could go on watching for each 
indication of His will. Just as we were standing 
talking together, heavy rain began to fall, and Mr. 
Sing-mi said quietly, * There is one answer to our 
prayers. Even Vegetarians will do little on a day like 
this ! Well, as soon as light came, the ku-niongs 
(young ladies) were wakened up, and all the women 
and girls. It was decided that all should move at 
once over to the buildings adjoining our city Church, 
as they were safer inside the walls than at our 
houses, which stand outside. It took some time to 
get them all started ; and while I was looking after 
them, and helping to get them off, Lena packed a few 
necessary articles in a basket, as we felt our houses 
would probably be the first attacked if the Vegetarians 
really arrived. We had to make great speed, for all 
the gates were by this time blocked up, and men were 
busy building up the only place on the wall still 
rather low. I forgot to say that the Mandarin had 
sent over his card asking us all to go over to the 
City, saying he could not give us any protection out 
side the walls. At last, the women and girls w r ere 
all safely housed in the city. There was a ladder 


belonging to the Church, which was fortunately just 
long enough to reach the lowest part of the wall, and 
up this all had to climb. Then our own party started, 
the two little boys in baskets carried by our trusty 
coolie (a basket on each end of a bamboo stick), baby 
in Lena s arms, and the little girls with their father. 
I called for the three sisters on my way past the 
Olives, Hessie Newcombe, Miss Weller, and Miss 
Wade, who had been only just one week in Kucheng. 
At last the river was crossed, the ladder ascended, and 
the city entered, and we found ourselves at the house 
of one of the American missionaries, Mr. Wilcox, who 
was away at Foochow with his wife and family. 
Dr. Gregory, a medical missionary, was the only 
representative of the Mission, and, with his permis 
sion, we took possession of the empty house. In a 
short time we got all settled ; we found beds enough 
and had brought bedding with us. We were glad we 
had lost no time in moving, for by the afternoon the 
wall at the place we got over was so high that, 
standing on the top rung, the person s hands could 
only touch the top of the wall, and they had to be 
pulled up by people standing on the top. The wall 
was guarded by people hired by the Mandarin for the 
purpose. We heard he was paying them $200 a day, 
as he had engaged 1,000 men. I can almost believe 
it, for we watched groups of men passing to and fro 
continually, on the look-out to give the alarm should 
the Vegetarians be seen approaching. 

u Three days we spent in the city, the people all the 



time grumbling because the gates were shut and they 
could not get out to do their work in the fields or gather 
brushwood on the hills to make fires to boil their rice. 
At last placards were posted up all over the city, saying 
that * when the Mandarin oppresses the people rebel/ 
and it was openly said that if the gates were not 
opened they would force them open themselves ; and 
then, of course, would be the opportunity for the Vege 
tarians. Accordingly they held a council of war, and 
after much prayer it was decided that it was very im 
portant to get the children away at any rate ; and that 
of course led to my going, as baby could not be sent 
without me. Our chief native helpers strongly advised 
sending all the women and girls away as soon as 
possible to their own homes, as they thought they 
would be much safer than anywhere near us ; they 
also thought it safer for the sisters not to visit just 
then, while the people were in such an excited state. 
It therefore seemed wiser, as there was no special 
reason for staying, to divide, and to go to Foochow 
for a time till things quieted down. I need not say 
how sad we felt to come to this conclusion ; but it 
made it almost impossible that any one should escape if 
we all stayed, for chair coolies are never forthcoming 
in times of great excitement, and Cui-kan, where we 
take boat for Foochow is 30 miles from Kucheng ! 
So not many amongst us could walk it ! No sooner 
said than done. The packing at once began, chairs were 
ordered, and after dinner we started. We heard that 
one gate was supposed to be opened that afternoon, so 


the long procession proceeded along the top of the 
great wide wall, till near the gate we descended to the 
streets, only to find the gate barred and barricaded 
and no signs of opening whatever. We turned away 
hoping to find some friendly ladder by which to make 
our exit, and, to our joy, not very far away was one 
discovered, and for the sum of forty cents the man 
was bribed to allow us to use it. Robert got down 
first, but just as he reached the ground our friend of 
the ladder got some idea into his head, and decided we 
were not to go ! To our horror, he began shouting and 
vociferating loudly, and trying to haul up the ladder ; 
Robert held on to the lower part, and it seemed as 
if it was going to be a struggle as to which was the 
strongest. Robert, however, got two strong Chinamen 
to come to his aid by promise of a little money, and at 
last our sturdy ladder man yielded. Now we had time 
to observe that the ladder was all too short, indeed was 
about four feet short of the ground. 

" There was nothing on which to prop it up, but 
Robert and his two assistants held it up in their hands 
till we had all safely reached the ground. The little 
ones first, then all the ku-niongs one by one. Robert 
came with us a short way from the wall, and then felt 
he ought to return, as he might have difficulty in getting 
back if he was late. It did seem hard to go on and 
leave him behind, but to stay there with the little ones 
and baby only meant additional peril to him. 

u That night we only travelled six miles, and reached 
one of our chapels at a place called Co-tong. We got 


there about dark, and our little washerman began 
bustling about to get us some supper. The cook 
stayed in the city with Robert, but the Chinese can be 
4 Jack of all trades, so the washerman turns cook 
when there is any need. After tea, the next thing 
was to find beds for such a large party, but the 
catechist was equal to the occasion, and produced a lot 
of forms and bed-boards, which are all a Chinese bed 
consists of ; we had our own wadded quilts and blan 
kets in our baskets. So we were soon all in bed. 

" At daylight the coolies were all astir, and made such 
a noise we could not go on sleeping ; so we got up and 
dressed, and then found our good little man had got 
breakfast ready for us. We started in our chairs about 
seven o clock. Baby rode with me, Herbert and 
Kathleen in a chair together, Mildred with Evan, Lena 
in a chair to herself ; and five ku-niongs made up our 
procession. Cui-kan was reached about five o clock. 
A man who had been sent on before us got two 
boats, so we went at once and took possession. They 
were native boats with covering of matting. There 
was a long delay about paying our chair coolies, and 
waiting for some of our baskets that had not arrived, 
and at last we began to feel very impatient to start. 
However, as we found afterwards, these very delays 
were being ordered by the Lord, and Robert was at 
that very time praying in Kucheng that ( the wheels 
of our chariots might be taken off! Just as we were 
persuading the boatman he ought really to push off, a 
man rushed up and put a piece of paper into my hand ; 


it was a scrap written in great haste by Robert, saying 
the Mandarin had made peace with the Vegetarians, 
that the city gates were opened, and that we might 
return safely ; only he thought the children had better 
go on with Lena to Foochow for a little time. 

i( We were indeed glad and thankful, but sorry for 
the disappointment of the little ones, for they had so 
looked forward to having us all with them ; but I must ! 
say they behaved beautifully. They looked a little sad 
of course, but they never said one grumbling word, 
and seemed trying to make it easy for me. We quickly 
put all they would need in the smallest of the boats, 
gave them their supper, and food enough for breakfast, 
sent one of our two menservants with them, and saw 
them off floating down the lovely river Min towards 
Foochow. (I might say here they arrived next 
morning about twelve o clock, and were taken into the 
4 Olives by kind Miss Stevens, who made them very 

" After their departure we proceeded to have our 
own supper, and then prepared for the night. We 
spread our wadded coverlets on the deck, all in a row, 
and had a fairly good night. Baby rather disturbed 
some of the party, I fear, but Hessie Newcombe ex 
claimed next morning, ( Oh, you little darling, you slept 
all the night through ! which showed us that Hessie 
herself had, at any rate, slept well. Next morning 
we started back. It rained the early part ot the day, 
so the coolies would not start, and we only got half 
way by dusk. That night, therefore, we had to enjoy 


the luxuries of a Chinese hotel. It is not a treat, I 
must confess. We were shown into a small, dark 
room, the walls of which were lined with the usual 
Chinese wooden beds. Just space enough was left in 
the middle for a square table, where we had our meals. 
Six of us, not including baby, had to sleep in the same 
room ; or rather try to rest, for we did not sleep much. 
" Next day we finished our journey to Kucheng, 
arriving about three o clock. As our chairs passed the 
city, it was nice to see the gates open, but we noticed 
men were still working vigorously at the wall. Robert 
met us at the ferry, and poor little tired baby was 
glad to go to him and be carried to the house. 
Leu-luk, the Chinese girl who assists me, soon came 
to help, so I was able to begin to put the house in 
order, which was rather upset by our sudden flight. 
However, we found, soon after our arrival, that things 
were not going on as satisfactorily as had been at first 
expected. Rumours kept flying about of gatherings of 
Vegetarians at certain places, and all sorts of threats 
were used as to what they were going to do, to 
Christians and heathens alike who were possessed of 
any property. We had a prayer meeting at eight 
o clock each morning with the Christians, which 
was a source of great comfort to us all. So a week 
passed away, and then our messenger arrived from 
Foochow, bringing letters. One was from our Consul, 
telling us that the Japanese had come south ; that they 
had taken a port in Formosa (which afterwards turned 
out to be untrue) ; that they were threatening an 


attack on Foochow ; and that if they did so, and all 
the Chinese soldiers should be detained at Foochow, 
he felt sure that the Vegetarians would make the most 
of the opportunity, and would very likely make an 
attack on the foreigners because under the protection 
of their Government. He therefore insisted on all the 
ladies and children leaving the district. Again we 
had to pack up, and again sorrowfully to leave our 
beloved Kucheng. We journeyed, as before, to 
Cui-kan, and sent on a trusty man to hire a boat for 
us. When we reached the hill overlooking the river, 
we waited to hear if a boat had been found, for, once 
down in the streets, we get surrounded with crowds of 
people. At last the man came back, saying there was 
no boat to be had ! that soldiers were being sent 
down from cities higher up the river to help defend 
Foochow, and every available boat was secured by 
them. It seemed sad news. We could not go back 
very well even one stage to look for an inn, our coolies 
were so tired ; and the inns are so bad in Cui-kan no 
one likes to stay in them. It was getting dark too, 
and cold, and poor little baby was coughing a good 
deal, and I longed to find some shelter for her. I 
could only tell the man to try again, and that he 
might offer a little extra money as the case was 
urgent. Again we prayed and waited, and again he 
returned unsuccessful. At last he came back saying 
he had found one boat that would take us if we would 
be willing to share it with two soldiers and a horse ! 
He added, They will tie up the horse, so you need not 


be afraid. We gladly accepted, even though we had 
to pay more than we usually do for a boat all to 
ourselves. We were only too glad to get any shelter 
for our heads, for by this time rain was beginning to 
fall, and darkness fast approaching. This time there 
was no friendly letter to stop us, and soon our boat 
got off. We were all so tired that as soon as we could 
get something to eat we lay down and tried to get 
some sleep. I searched in vain for some sheltered 
nook for baby ; the wind seemed to whistle through 
the frail covering of our boat, and, in spite of shawls 
and rugs and a barricade of baskets, she caught a 
heavy cold that is not well yet. Next day we reached 
Foochow, but not till two o clock, as the wind was 
against us. We sent at once for native chairs, and 
all our party, except myself, went off direct to the 
1 Olives, the only house just then in Foochow that 
had room for us. I was so anxious about Robert that 
I decided I would go at once to see the Consul, and 
tell him just how matters stood in Kucheng. Nellie 
Saunders kindly took baby from me, and I knew Lena 
would be at the Olives to receive her. The Consul 
was most kind ; said he was very glad we had come 
down, for he felt a very great responsibility. He 
added, I never like to disturb missionary work till it 
is absolutely necessary. . . . 

" After a few days rest we arranged that we would 
take possession of the C.E.Z. summer resort up in the 
hills near Foochow, and wait till the Lord should 
open the way for us to return to Kucheng. We felt 


led to this decision for several reasons ; one, that Foo- 
chow is very unhealthy this time of year, and it was 
better for the children and those studying the language 
to be away from it ; and also we are in Chinese dress, 
and we have at present no other. We are more con 
vinced every day that the native dress is the best for 
the Avork. Even at Foochow we heard every one 
make favourable observations on us. How much 
nicer that dress is than the foreign ! is a very common 
remark ; and some women call out, ( Do look ! her 
petticoat is just like ours, and her jacket too ; her hair 
is done the same way, and her shoes do look nice. If 
it were not for the eyes, she would look just like us ! 
And some even say these are the * Cing-cing hunggau, 
the true Christians. ... I am writing now in the 
Kuliang * Olives, and have with me, besides the 
children, L. Wade, the two Saunders, Elsie Marshall, 
and Annie Gordon. . . . Robert writes that all 
is quiet at Kucheng, waiting to see how the war 
gets on. . . . He has arranged that all the Chris 
tians throughout our district shall meet together at 
7 o clock every morning to pray, trusting in God 
alone to protect them. We believe it will bring 
great blessing." 

A very interesting letter appeared in The Newcastle 
Daily Chronicle of August 13, from Dr. W. P. Mears, 
dated Teignmouth Artillery Camp, Redcar. He 
writes from experience gained by some years travel 
and residence in the disturbed district. 

The following is an extract from his letter. He 


describes not only the mutterings of the storm, as the 
missionaries own letters do, but the great whirlwind 
that took them from our sight. . . . 

" Knowing intimately, as I did, the late Rev. R. 
Stewart, I am fully persuaded that he would be the 
last man to do anything to excite the animosity of 
any of the natives. When I reached China he had 
been for some time invalided at home. Yet every 
where the people not one or two, but scores spoke 
of him with a loving respect, and a most genuine 
desire for his return. In Kucheng, round him he 
had upwards of two thousand native Christians and 
over 500 regular communicants, all these last being 
men who had been well tested by at least two years 
probation. The Vegetarians dared not attack him 
there. They waited till he had left the city, as he 
would do at the beginning of August on account of 
the heat, and had gone with the majority of the 
Europeans to the little sanatorium of the Kucheng 
missionaries, four hours journey off, among the hills. 
Hardly had he taken possession of one of the two or 
three small bungalows there, where he and the others 
were far remote from any assistance except that of a 
few terrified villagers, when the assassins crept up in 
the darkness, just before dawn, fired the house, 
prodded their victims as they rushed out, and 
promptly scattered, not waiting to complete their 
devilish work, or to attack the other bungalows a few 
hundred yards farther off, where the few foreigners 
were already aroused. Mr. Stewart was in every 


way a thorough man, whom to meet was to respect 
and love a man without fear, and without fanaticism. 
Such men men like Livingstone, Mackay of Uganda, 
and others are the pioneers who clear the way for 
British influence, civilization, and religion, whose 
lives are examples to every man, whose deaths are 
losses to the nation." 

His expression " devilish work," when speaking of 
the assassins, is not too strong. 

" Thou couldest have no power at all against Me, 
except it were given thee from above," said Jesus. 

This is equally true of every member of His 

God could have sent legions of angels to deliver 
them, had that been His will ; but when He would 
" take them up into heaven by a whirlwind, . . . 
behold, there appeared a chariot of fire, and horses of 
fire, and parted them asunder." Those who are left 
represent to us Elisha. God grant to them a double 
portion of His Holy Spirit ! We pray Him to work 
miracles of grace through them, as He did through 

The following extract is from a letter from Miss 
Codrington, dated Hwasang, July 20, 1895, received 
September 9 : 

" We are having a very happy, restful time up 
here. Mr. and Mrs. Stewart are looking less tired 
than they did ; the girls and boys look well, the baby 

" Next week we hope to have our Keswick Meet- 


ings, 1 and are believing and praying for much bless 

How beautifully God arranges everything ; their 
last week on earth specially filled with waiting upon 
Him in praise and prayer ! 

Miss Tolley s letter of an earlier date mentions the 
other workers, and tells in the natural style of a 
" home letter," how God chose those who were to 
wear the martyr s crown and how others were 

Has not God specially called these to blessed work 
for Him ? And we know He will fill their lives with 

" Not for the lips of praise alone, or e en the praising heart I 

ask ; 
But for a life made up of praise in every part." 

God asks us to let Him make us channels of bless 
ing, through believing prayer, to those who have been 
left behind. Their names and special work will be 
found in chapter iv., which is devoted to " Foreign 

Here, let us record the names of our happy dead, or 
rather of those who went from their " Keswick Week " 
to join " the general assembly and church of the First 
born, "and the innumerable company of angels." 

We too " are come " to that " city " (Heb. xii. 22) ; 
and so these dear ones, whose names we give, have 
not left us. For are they not " in God," who " is not 
far from any one of us " ? 


"TWUtb Cbrist." 

Robert Warren Stewart. 

Louisa K. Stewart. 

Hessie Newcombe. 

Elsie Marshall. 

Flora Lucy Stewart. 

Mary Ann Christina Gordon. 

Harriette Elinor Saunders. 

Elizabeth Maud Saunders. 

Herbert Stewart (aged 5). 

Hilda Sylvia Stewart (i year). 

Helena Yellop (the faithful nurse). 

Left behind: Florence Codrington ; Mildred, Kathleen 
and Evan Stewart, aged respectively, twelve, ten, and 

Let us not forget Mrs. Stewart s request for prayer, 
for their dear native Christians, always so near their 

Robert and Louisa Stewart knew no class distinc 
tion, they cherished no race prejudice. 

They believed that " God has made of one blood all 
nations of men." 

The following extracts from Miss Annie Tolley s 
journal-letter give us some bright homely glimpses of 
the C.E.Z.M.S. ladies, working and resting : 


"May i$th. Lucy went to Dangiong for me, to 
teach the women for me. The Bible- woman went to 
Uongbah, for the class there, instead of Flora, and 
then Hessie read to Flora and me, while I lay on my 
bed. We had a very nice afternoon. You know I was 
not well from fever then. The next day I went my 
self in a chair to Hokdong and took the class there, 
speaking on ( the pearl of great price. Flora and 
one of the girls from the station class went to Seng- 
sang for the class there. 

" The next day (Friday afternoon) Hessie and I 
spoke to the women at the Friday afternoon prayer 
meeting. We had such a nice time. 

" In the evening, there was the prayer meeting, 
when the catechists and all the men and boys gather 
together in our hall, we sitting with the women 
behind a red screen. 

" May 2 1st, Tuesday. Made medicine for a boy. 
Taught five children in school. Read with teacher 
(studying Chinese), till a man came, saying Mr. 
Stewart was on his way to us. 

" Flora and I got a room ready for him, and in the 
afternoon he arrived. 

" We were delighted to see him, and we talked all 
about the doings in Kucheng, etc. In the evening 
he took prayers for us, and saw the women in the 
school. 1 

" We went late to bed. 

1 The school is for training native Bible-women. 


" The next day (May 22nd) it pelted with rain. 
After breakfast Mr. Stewart spoke to us on Isaiah ix. 
1-7, and i Corinthians iii. 10-15, telling us that 
there are two ways of working : one the fleshly way, 
using our own power and armour and influence. The 
other, Unto us a Child is born. All our working- 
will be tried by fire. He prayed so beautifully with 
us, and his visit so refreshed us. He left in pelting 
rain for Kucheng. 

"Monday, May 27 th. Hessie started . . for 

11 It was so hot that day, and, in time for dinner, 
Maud and Fanny arrived from Sangiong, meaning 
to stay with us till Wednesday, and then to leave 
lor Kucheng, Foochow and Kuliang. 1 They had kept 
writing, asking me if I were not coming to Kuliang 
this summer, and saying, if so, I had better come with 
them and not wait to travel a month later by myself. 
I could not make up my mind what to do whether 
to go to Hwasang with Flora and the others from 
Kucheng, or to come down to Kuliang and have a 
perfect change. The more Hessie and Lucy prayed 
about it, the more they felt I should come to Kuliang. 

" However, that afternoon, as I was sitting in my 
study, feeling very dull, I heard Maud s step. You 
know the rest : that she told me I was to come with 
them down to Kuliang, and that I had better begin to 
pack at once. 

1 Kuliang is the summer resort on the hills above Foochow, as 
Hwasang is above Kucheng. 


" All the next day I packed, dear little Lucy helping 
me so. 1 

u That evening Fanny s teacher spoke so beautifully 
on ( Looking unto Jesus. One time the disciples 
were looking at the grandeur of the temple buildings. 
Another time their eyes were heavy with sleep and 
they could not look up to watch and pray. 

" The devil tempts us to look at anything but Jesus. 
There was Stephen, who was looking up, and the 
devil was so angry, he did his best to get Stephen to 
look down, making the people wild until they stoned 
him. But nothing could make Stephen get his eyes 

" Then when Jesus went up into heaven, the dis 
ciples eyes were up. They were not looking at grand 
buildings then, they were not heavy with sleep, they 
were looking steadfastly up. So we must be looking 
ever unto Jesus. 

u On Wednesday, May 29, we started. . . . 
Maud took all the responsibility. Fanny and I just 
looked on, and were taken in and done for. . . . 
Flora and Lucy were there, and the servants to help 
in the start, so it did all seem exciting. 

" Finally I got in my chair and started, and Fanny 
came next, and Maud last, for she would always have 
us on in front. 

" We got into Kucheng at 7.30 p.m., and found, of 

1 Little did any one think what the decision might have meant, 
if she had gone to Hwasang to be with Mr. and Mrs. Stewart, as 
Hessie Newcombe did, and shared their martyrdom, 


course, only Hessie there to welcome us (to the ladies 
house this means), the other sisters, you remember, 
being down in Foochow. 

" Mrs. Stewart came in to see us that evening. 

" Thursday, -May 30. We rested, and the dear 
little Stewarts all came in to see us, and I gave 
Herbert a dog and Evan a horse. You know those 
cardboard animals that - - sent me one time. 

" In the afternoon we all went up to the Stewarts 
for a prayer meeting. The American missionaries 
always come over for it if they are in Kucheng. 

" We were all invited to the Stewarts for supper. 
It was most nice, and Mrs. Stewart was sweet to me, 
calling me Annie. 

"Friday, May 31. I took a quiet time. Nellie 
Saunders came in to see me. In the afternoon . . . 
Mrs. Stewart came in to tea. Chinese visitors came 
too, and I helped to talk to them. 

" We had a walk on the hill, and in the evening 
Fanny s teacher preached again. 

" Saturday, June i. Talked over my second exam 
ination with Nellie Saunders, and then I went up to 
see Topsy, who was ill. 

" Sunday, June 2. Fanny and I went to Sunday 
school and taught some women. 

" Fanny s teacher preached on the Holy Spirit. It 
was Whit-Sunday. It was just a wonderful sermon. 
He said, God gave to us the Holy Spirit without 
limit, that it was we who said, Stop, I have enough. 

" After dinner we went up to the Stewarts (Mr. S. 



was away itinerating). We sat in the garden and 
sang hymns. 

u In the evening Fanny s teacher preached again. 
Take, take the Holy Spirit ; receive as much as ye 

" Hessie had said to me early in the morning, 
What a lovely day W r hit-Sunday is ; it is just re 
ceiving, opening our mouths wide and taking ! 

" Monday, June 3. Up at 5 a.m. . . . prepar 
ing for the long chair ride to the boat ; but though the 
coolies arrived, they all refused to carry our baskets, 
saying they- were too heavy, and, as it was hopeless, 
we had to send away the chair coolies too, for we 
could not start without our loads. 

u After dinner Hessie started on a three weeks 
itinerating tour. 

" We went up and said good-bye to the Stewarts, 
and saw Mr. Stewart, who had just come back from 
his itinerating, so tired and hot. It was so sweet to 
see Mrs. Stewart s face, as she saw him coming in at 
the door so unexpectedly, and the little ones joy and 
his joy in his children. . . . 

" Maud, Fanny, and I returned to our house . , . 
To our joy the coolies returned, saying they would 
start with us. It being 4.30, we were making up 
our minds not to start till the next day. And the 
Stewarts had asked us in there to supper. 

"However, we quickly locked up the house and 
started, leaving it quite empty, and sending the key 
to the Stewarts." 


One or two more extracts I must give, omitting 
the journey (interesting and amusing as it is) to 
Foochow, where they stayed a few days, and the 
further travelling to Kuliang. 

" Kuliang, Thursday, June 13. Splendid time in 
evening over Chinese prayers. We read round, and 
then all spoke on any verses that struck us . . 
Our servants and teachers are all Christians this 
year, so we do have such nice times over the Bible 
every evening not just one person preaching, but 
all speaking and praying, as we like. . . . 

" Flo Lloyd and Mabel Withe rby arrived from 
Hing-hwa, very bright and sweet, but needing rest 
from all the heat they had come through." 

Miss Alice Hankin writes from Dangseng Hing- 
hwa (the district south of Foochow) : 

" May 18, 1895. I must not forget to tell you we 
had such a delightful little visit from Mr. Stewart 
a fortnight ago. He was with us from Friday to 
Monday, and it was a real blessing to us and to our 

"He preached on Sunday on Lore, and it is nice to 
see how well the people have remembered his sermon. 1 

"He being dead yet speaketh." 

I cannot close this chapter better than by copying 
some verses from " Daily Light," which were brought 
to the minds of both Robert and Louisa Stewart in a 
remarkable way. 

September 7, 1876, the day of their marriage, the 
texts were : 


" We must through much tribulation enter into the 
kingdom of God." " Whosoever doth not bear his 
cross and come after Me cannot be My disciple." 

"No man should be moved by these afflictions: for 
yourselves know that ye are appointed thereunto." 

The following evening, September 8 : 

" Except a corn of wheat fall into the ground and 
die, it abideth alone ; but if it die, it bringeth forth 
much fruit." 

Again, on September 16, 1876, the day they left 
London on the first journey to China : 

" No man should be moved by these afflictions, for 
yourselves know that we are appointed thereunto, for 
verily, when we were with you before we told you that 
we should suffer persecution." 

December 27, 1885, they left us again for China, 
and the texts again spoke of suffering and glory : 

" Our light affliction . . . the exceeding weight 
of glory." 

" The sufferings of this present time are not worthy 
to be compared to the glory that shall be revealed in 

September i, 1893, they left us to goto China for 
the last time. They had meetings in Canada on the 
way. The same thoughts occur in the texts suffer 
ing, glory. Robert often dwelt on the words, " To 
you it is given . . . to suffer." 

" If any man will come after Me, let him deny him 
self, and take up his cross and follow Me." 

" Unto you it is given in the behalf of Christ not 
only to believe, but also to suffer for His sake." 


" If we suffer, we shall also reign with Him." 

We had read these texts together, and applied them 
to the " trials of the way " separation from children, 
etc. Now they seem prophetic. 

We turned to " Daily Light" to see what verses 
they had last read ("Daily Light 1f was a daily com 
panion), and we found the same message and encour 

July 31 : 

" Endure hardness as a good soldier of Jesus 

" It became Him for whom are all things, and by 
whom are all things, in bringing many sons unto 
glory, to make the Captain of their salvation perfect 
through sufferings." 

" We must through much tribulation enter the king 
dom of God." 

" The God of all grace, who hath called us unto His 
eternal glory by Christ Jesus, after that ye have suf 
fered awhile, make you perfect, stablish, strengthen, 
settle you." 

And on August i in the evening, after the tele 
gram, we turned again to " Daily Light," and the Lord 
spoke to us of them, still in the same tender keep 
ing. The prophecy fulfilled, the suffering, thank God, 
over. The eternal glory begun, and to us, of " His 
pitiful, tender mercy " 

" The Lord is very pitiful, and of tender mercy." 

u He that keepcth thee will not slumber." 

" Behold He that keepeth Israel shall neither slum 
ber nor sleep." 


"His compassions fail not; they are new every 

" Truly His doctrine drops as the rain, His speech 
distils as the dew, as the small rain upon the tender 
herb, and as the showers upon the grass/ 

" His compassions fail not." 

"Goo is LOVE." 


11 How shall they hear without a preacher ? "ROM. x. 14 


i COR. i. 23, 24. 

O, that Thy Name may be sounded 

Afar over earth and sea, 
Till the dead awaken and praise Thee 

And the dumb lips sing to Thee ! 
Sound forth as a song of triumph 
Wherever man s foot has trod, 
The despised, the derided message, 

The foolishness of God. 
Jesus, dishonoured and dying, 

A felon on either side 
Jesus, the song of the drunkards, 
Jesus the crucified ! 
Name of God ; s tender comfort, 
Name of His glorious power, 
Name that is song and sweetness, 
The strong everlasting tower. 
Jesus the Lamb accepted, 
Jesus the Priest on His throne- 
Jesus the King who is coining 
Jesus, Thy Name alone ! 

C. P. C. 1 

HAVE tried to divide the work of the native 

Bible-women and the English ladies of the 

C.E.Z.M.S. " Foreign women," enquirers call them 

In " Hymns of Tersteegen, Suso and others," by Mrs. Bevan. 



" dear ku-niongs " is the Christian name for them ; 
but among the heathen they are known and feared as 
" foreign devils." 

BuJ God has so joined together these two agencies, 
that in telling the story of His work among the 
women of China they cannot be " put asunder/ 

In the foregoing chapter about the native Bible- 
women, much has been told in Mrs. Stewart s own 
w^ords, of the need and how that need has been 
partially supplied of English sisters who will come 
and work shoulder to shoulder with their less-favoured 
sisters in China. 

But, oh, how she longed for reinforcements ! Mrs. 
Ahok used to wonder why all the <( ku-niongs " (un 
married women) could not go to China. I have heard 
her question a young lady : 

" You love Jesus ? " 

" Yes." 

"You go China? " with an eager, longing look, 
followed by one of disappointed hope, when a shake of 
the head gave a decided refusal. Alas ! Mrs. Ahok 
did not understand that all the " ku-niongs" in 
England who think they love Jesus have not sought 
and obtained the promised power to make them 
witnesses, first " in Jerusalem," and then in ever- 
widening circles, " to the uttermost parts of the earth " 
(Acts i. 8). 

Mr. and Mrs. Stewart prayed often .and earnestly, 
not only for missionaries, but that those only who were 
really called, and specially prepared by God, might go. 


Not quantity, but quality. " Not by might " 
(margin, army) " nor by power, but by My Spirit, 
saith the Lord of Hosts." 


1890. When first Miss Foster began to visit the 
family of Mr. Ahok, a rich Chinese merchant at 
Foochow, there seemed little hope that the good seed 
would ever find an entrance into their hearts. Mrs. 
Ahok herself, her mother, mother-in-law, two daugh 
ters-in-law, and step-daughters, were all worshipping 
idols, and quite satisfied with them, and, as they say 
now, without any desire for God. Mr. Ahok alone 
was seeking for light, and was anxious that his family 
should have some teaching. English was the only 
thing his wife had any wish to learn, and she con 
sented, for the sake of this, to read the Bible with Miss 
Foster, and to permit her to have a Bible-class at her 
house once a week for the other members of the 

Long and patiently Miss Foster laboured, sowing 
the seed, but with apparently little result, till at last 
illness visited the family ; one little child died a 
grandson of Mr. Ahok s and little Charlie, Mr. 
Ahok s adopted son, was so ill that the Chinese 
doctor said there was no hope of saving his life. Miss 
Foster went to the house and offered to stay and nurse 
the child herself. They were unwilling at first, but 
at last consented, thinking it would not make much 
difference what the foreign lady did, as the child must 


die in any case. However, it pleased God to spare the 
life of the little one, to the great joy of the family, and 
from that time a decided change took place : much of 
their former bitterness and opposition passed away, 
and Miss Foster was looked upon as a real friend. 

Still some time elapsed before any signs appeared 
that the seed had fallen into good ground. In answer 
to prayer, a little son was given to Mrs. Ahok, as told 
in the little book called a " Remarkable Answer to 
Prayer," and from his birth he was given to God and 
called the " Christian child." Not long afterwards 
Mr. Ahok was himself baptized, then his wife and 
daughter, and one daughter-in-law ; and later on Mrs. 
Ahok s own mother, who, of all the family, had been 
the most bitterly opposed to Christianity, became a 
true and earnest believer in the Lord Jesus, and 
showed even in her face the great change that had 
taken place within. 

I w T ish I could give you, in Mrs. Ahok s own words, 
her account of this great change in her life, as she 
told it to a small gathering of Chinese women to cheer 
and encourage them. What I remember of it is as 
follows : 

"I never thought of God, nor had any desire after 
Him, but in His great love and mercy He had com 
passion on me, and sent one of His servants to me to 
my own home. It was Miss Foster. 

<4 At first I could not understand her message, and 
my heart was all in darkness, but by-and-by the light 
began to shine : it was, as you have often seen at 


sunrise, first a faint light when nothing is seen dis 
tinctly, then the sun itself appears, and in a flood of 
light all is clear. 

" So it was in my heart when Christ came in. All 
my doubts and fears vanished, and I found a joy and 
peace I never knew before. But my difficulty then was 
to confess that I was a follower of the Lord Jesus, a 
member of the despised band of Christians. I felt I 
would rather die than acknowledge it, and was 
tempted to think I might worship Christ in secret. 

" But this also I took to the Saviour, and told Him 
my weakness and fear of confessing I was His ser 
vant ; and "she concluded, her face beaming with 
joy u He took it all away, and I now feel neither fear 
nor shame, and it is my greatest joy to go to the 
houses of my rich friends, and plead with them to give 
up their idols, and find the same peace that I have 
found in serving Christ." 

Mr. Ahok was the first to manifest his anxiety 
about their rich friends in the city of Foochow, and 
he invited Miss F. to go with him to visit the ladies. 
She did so, and was kindly received in many houses, 
and begged to come again and tell them about the 
Saviour of whom they had never before heard. But 
she was not able to make much use of the opportunities 
thus offered her, for she was soon obliged to leave 
China on account of ill-health. She had seen enough, 
however, to convince her that the ground was ready 
for the seed, if only there were sowers ready to go 


The C.E.Z.M.S. were then entreated to extend 
their pity to the women of China as they had done to 
" India s Women," and their answer was to send out a 
lady (Miss Gough), who quickly learned the language, 
and began to visit the ladies in the city with great 
energy. Mrs. Ahok accompanied her in these visits, 
and introduced her to many families of high rank and 
position. Owing to Miss Cough s teaching and in 
fluence, Mrs. Ahok herself also rapidly advanced in 
knowledge, and became as earnest as her husband 
in seeking to bring the knowledge of the Gospel to 
her friends and neighbours. 

Miss Gough, however, was not permitted to see 
much result of her " seed-sowing " in Foochow. She 
was called away before long to another field of labour, 
and now, as Mrs. Hoare, she is working as earnestly 
for the women at Ningpo as she formerly did at 

The C.E.Z.M.S., however, did not give up China, 
and soon sent out two ladies (the Misses Newcombe) 
to fill Miss Cough s place ; and, about a year later, 
they were followed by two more (Miss Bradshaw and 
Miss Da vies). 

The Misses Newcombe s special work is in the 
country, in the Kucheng district, about 120 miles 
from Foochow, where they have more on their hands 
than they can possibly accomplish, and Miss Brad 
shaw and Miss Da vies have been obliged, up to the 
present, to give most of their time to the study of the 
language; still they have done what they could to 


keep up the visiting among the ladies in the city, 
accompanied by Mrs. Ahok. Miss Davies hopes to 
take up these Chinese ladies as her special work, and 
Miss Bradshaw writes encouragingly of the openings 
they are having. She says : " When in the city on 
Saturday we had many invitations to large houses, 
which we had been definitely praying for, as Mr 
Ahok said we must wait to be asked before going to 
large houses. One very rich family had heard of us, 
and asked to be allowed to come to our house to see us. 
On Monday \ve were invaded by seven very grand 
city ladies, escorted by gentlemen on horseback. 
They stayed all day; they had never heard The 
Old, Old Story, and never seen foreigners. Mrs. 
Ahok was greatly cheered at such a perfectly new 
door being opened ; she and Chitnio talked turn about, 
and we had plenty of singing." 

Mrs. Ahok also writes to the same effect : " My 
mother-in-law died last year in August, as you have 
heard, and while I was in mourning Chinese custom 
would not allow me to go among the higher class 
of people in the city ; they would not like it, and it 
would hurt their feelings ; but I have been once into 
the city with Miss Davies to see the ladies you used to 
call upon with me. Their tribe is Ling ; they were 
enquiring about you ; I hope soon to go among these 
people again in the city. I often go to the houses near 
my house. Yesterday Mrs. Ling (Chitnio) and I went 
to visit some people ; they were very nice, and quite 
interested in what we told them about this doctrine. 


vSeveral of them asked us to come again, so we are 
going this afternoon. Once a week I have Prayer 
Meetings at the Hospital with the sick women there. 
We pray God to bless the words that have been spoken, 
that they may bring forth fruit to His glory. My 
mother is quite happy since she became a Christian ; 
she lives next door to me, and it is easy for her to 
come to me when she likes. My nephew s family also 
know the doctrine very well, only they have not come 
out, but some of them come to the Prayer Meetings 
very often. I hope that before long they may come 
out and confess Christ before all men." 

As we trace the story of Mrs. Ahok from the 
beginning, ought we not to praise God, and take 
courage for the future ? Paul may plant and Apollos 
water, but it is God alone who gives the increase, and 
in answer to prayer He can and will bless these 
ladies in Foochow city, and make them chosen instru 
ments to spread the knowledge of His Truth. 

Mrs. Ling writes : " I know you are all praying for 
China, but please pray specially for Foochow city ; 
though the walls are great and the people strong, we 
have a King who is stronger than they ; He can 
break down those great walls; we must only have 
great faith in God. He can do it. There is nothing 
too hard for Him. " Not by might nor by power, but 
by My Spirit, saith the Lord of Hosts." 

So far we have been only thinking of the work 
among the rich Chinese, but God is also working 
among the poorer classes ; indeed in China, as else- 


where, we see how true are the words of the Apostle, 
uttered long ago, " Hath not God chosen the poor of 
this world, rich in faith." The seed sown, though 
apparently in hopelessly dull and hard hearts, He has 
caused to spring up and bear fruit. The School for 
Women at Foochow and the Boarding School for 
Girls have been the means of sowing the seed. At 
Kucheng, too, there is now a school for both women 
and girls. During Mrs. Banister s absence in Eng 
land the elder Miss Newcombe takes charge of the 
women, and the younger the girls. They also visit 
-the Bible- women at the country stations, occasionally 
spending a few days or a week in one of the villages, 
where they have splendid opportunities of giving 
instruction to the Christians, and of talking to the 
heathen women who come in crowds to see the 
foreign ladies. 

Let me give you some instances of the results of 
this " seed-sowing." From our Foochow School 
already sixty women have gone back to their heathen 
villages, carrying with them the knowledge of the 
truth : sixteen of these are Bible- women, giving up 
their whole time to work among their heathen sisters, 
others are wives of the Catechists at the mission 
stations, and others, again, are wives of the ordinary 
Christian men in the country congregations, who are 
glad to come for a time to learn a little of God s Word, 
and many of these have been the means of great 
blessing on their return to their own villages. I 
should like to tell you of one of these dear women 



who has now passed away to be with the Master she 
so faithfully served. 

Many years ago a woman came to us from a dis 
tant country village. She had heard of the doctrine, 
but knew nothing very clearly about it. She longed 
to learn more, so she begged her friends to allow her 
to go to Foochow to be taught. They tried to shake 
her resolution by frightening her in every way they 
could, but, finding her determined, at last consented 
to let her go. A short time after her arrival some 
men and boys came from her village to pay her a 
visit to see if anything dreadful had happened to her, 
but, finding her well and happy, they returned home 
a good deal re-assured. 

The dear old woman spent some time in our school, 
learning most diligently the difficult Chinese charac 
ters, and when she had finished her time, she went 
out as a Bible- woman. She worked at first in the 
Ning-taik district, and afterwards became matron of 
the Women s School at Fuh-ning, superintended by 
Mrs. Martin, and she was there remarkable for her 
earnestness about the souls of all the women with 
whom she came in contact. Some little time ago she 
was taken ill, and after a time of great bodily suffer 
ing, went in to " see the King." Mrs. Martin writes 
of her : " Perhaps you have heard of our great loss in 
the death of Mrs. Ling Ming Ching. I may say I 
daily miss her ; it is just six weeks since we laid 
her to rest in our hill Cemetery looking over the sea 
. . . She suffered excessively, but always said, 


Sing-ta cheng k i-k wi, sing-tie ping-ang, < the body 
is very miserable ; the heart is peace. " 

One other case I might mention. A young woman 
came to the school by the wish of her husband, who 
was then a student in the college. She was a heathen, 
and was very angry with him for becoming a Chris 
tian, and was bitterly opposed to Christianity. Mrs. 
Ling writes of her in a letter recently received : " The 
Siu-gie huoi-sing is wonderfully earnest. Do you re 
member when she came to the Women s School she 
was unconverted, and not willing to learn ; wanted 
to go home very much; and then her little boy got 
very ill, and Miss Gough sent for Dr. Corey to see 
him ? She was very sad for her child, and we prayed 
with her in her room that God would spare his life, 
and that his mother might give her heart to Christ, 
and train him up for God. He did answer those 
prayers ; the child is quite well, and the mother is 
much nicer, cheered, and brighter, growing in grace 
every day. She asked for baptism, and was baptized, 
and now she is very earnest, and likes to go out when 
ever the Bible- woman goes. 

" She has two children ; sometimes she leaves them 
at home, and sometimes she takes one with her. In 
the evening she helps her husband in the subjects for 
examination at the Conference." 

Our Annual Meetings for the Native Female 
Workers, who come from the country stations, where 
they are working often amid difficulties and discour 
agement, are times of refreshment and blessing to all. 


Of one of these meetings, Mrs. Lloyd, now in charge 
of the Foochow Women s School, writes: " Our Con 
ference is just over, and you will be glad to know that 
we had some happy meetings with the women. . . . 
Fourteen women came from the country, besides 
Lydia, and one or two more from the city. Mrs. 
Chung Seng came ; we thought it would be \vell for 
her to do so, as she has the Women s School at Hing- 
hwa. It was very cheering to see so many of the old 
faces again, and I think they all enjoyed being to 

Mrs. Ling also sends an account of some of the 
meetings. She says: "We en joyed the meetings very 
much, and I think they have done us all good, and 
quite refreshed us for work again. All the Bible- 
women up in the country have done their best ; they 
all gave accounts of their work this year. In some 
places they have had very nice opportunities ; some 
women have been brought to Christ, but in others the 
heathen said many bad things to them. Do you re 
member Ong-ai? She is the best of all. She has 
visited many places, and has had a very good time, 
and several women have become Christians, and are 
willing to unbind their feet. I am very thankful to 
see her so earnest. She used to go with Miss New- 
combe, Mrs. Seng-mi, and two Christian women, to 

Thank God the " good seed " is being sown, and 
God is blessing the sowers, and is sending forth more 
of His children to join in this great work. Two new 


workers were added to the number last autumn 
Miss Apperson, who has had two years experience 
of work in Ireland in connection with the Irish Church 
Missions, and Miss Johnson, whose three years train 
ing as a nurse will make her help specially valuable 
in opening up new work. She was, therefore, chosen 
to work in the Kiong-ning district, in the north-west 
of the Fuhkien province, a large tract of country 
containing several million inhabitants, but where as 
yet the C.M.S. have only two missionaries. 

One other lady, Miss Nesbit, has joined the band 
of workers, sent to China by friends in Australia, in 
connection with the C.E.Z.M.S., making the number 
seven, or rather did make seven, for since I began 
to write this paper a telegram has come from China, 
saying Miss Bradshaw is even now on her way home, 
as she had been suffering in her health for some time. 
Six ladies ! And what is the extent of the work 
before them? Foochow city, with its half-million 
inhabitants, would seem in itself more than enough. 
We should not think six lady workers too many for 
one of our great cities at home, with all the other 
countless agencies at work in them ; but besides the 
city there are villages innumerable within easy reach, 
and beyond, on the north and south, three large 
districts, Lieng-kong, Lo-nguong, and Hok-chiang, 
where the women are longing for teachers. Then 
toward the north-west the immense district of Ku- 
cheng, with its large city, and numerous towns and 
villages ; Ping-nang district, almost equal to it in size ; 


and beyond these again the great Kiong-ning Pre 
fecture, with its seven counties, almost all still in utter 
heathen darkness. 

Can only six be spared from home to bring the 
Gospel to these millions of Chinese women ? Must 
hundreds of thousands pass into eternity, and never 
hear of our Saviour s great love in dying for them, 
because the followers of Christ are not willing to take 
up the Cross and follow in His footsteps? The path 
He trod led down step by step from the Father s throne 
to the place of a servant, and at last to "death, even 
the death of the Cross," and thus He brought salvation 
to the world, and we cannot faithfully follow Him 
without sacrifice of some kind. 

May some at least who read this paper willingly 
offer themselves to follow in the footsteps of our 
Blessed Master, and give themselves, their lives, if 
need be, for the salvation of the heathen. The Lord 
is still pleading, " Whom shall I send, and who will 
go for us? " Will you not joyfully accept the invita 
tion, saying, " Here am I ; send me " ? looking forward 
with hope to the fulfilment of the glorious promise, 
" He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing precious 
seed, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bring 
ing his sheaves with him." 

Some extracts from letters written by Mrs. Stewart 
in 1894 an d early in 1895, show very clearly what 
she felt about the dear missionary sisters already in 
the field, and her earnest desire that others might join 


" KUCHENG, February 16, 1894. 

" Benjamina -Newcombe and L. Bryer left us yes 
terday ; Miss Codrington and Miss Tolley started 
this morning for Sa-iong. I wonder if I told you 
about A. Tolley going there. 

" Sa-iong is a town about a day s journey from here. 
About a year ago it was opened as a Z.M.S. station. 
Miss Codrington, R Burroughs, and Maude New- 
combe, went to live there. 

" The people were most friendly, and the openings 
for work excellent. 

u Miss Codrington is just beginning a girls day 
school, and a class for women. 

" Maude Newcombe, however, moved on to a large 
town called Sang-iong, half a day s journey. She 
found such readiness to hear, that she has spent 
some months there alone. 

" Now she wants F. Burroughs to go and live there 
with her ; R. has consented to their working there for 
one year, and then they must move on to a more 
destitute place ! We have so few ladies we cannot 
afford to let them live within half a day s journey 
of each other ! 

"Miss Weller has the girls school . . . and 
visiting in the villages around. 

" A. Nesbit has the babies eighteen of them and 
one section of the district to visit, which means about 
twelve stations where there are catechists, and each 
of these centres for other towns and villages simply 


" Lucy Stewart has another section about equal in 
size, Elsie Marshall another. 

" Leaving only Annie Gordon for the whole of Ping- 
nang ! Besides all this there are women to be taught 
here, and R. much wants help in teaching in the 
boys school. Twenty-five boarders we expect next 
term, and each boy is to pay $6 a year. So we are 
coming on in self-support, are we not ? 

" The girls too are making a beginning : they are to 
give $i a term. So people cannot say they become 
Christians for what they get ! " 

In another letter dated April 30, 1894, also f rom 
Kucheng, she tells again to another friend about Sa- 
iong, telling how Miss Codrington has been living 
there for a year. 

" The opportunities for work there are also most 

" She has a day school for children, and is welcomed 
in almost every house in the place. In five villages 
round good work is springing up, and she has lately 
had a very good Station Class. . . . She gathers 
women anxious to be taught and keeps them three 
months, giving them their food only. She began with 
six women, and she says all these six have expressed 
their desire to follow Jesus, and have witnessed 
bravely in their homes. Two have already unbound 
their feet and two more are preparing to do so. 

" Annie Gordon (a really first-rate little missionary 
we like her greatly) has just come back from 
spending a month in the Ping-nang district. 


" At Dong-gio a most interesting work is going on, 

" About fifty women come regularly to the services. 
We have had a Bible-woman there who has taught 
them a good deal, but you can fancy what such women 
must need line upon line, precept upon precept. 

" Annie Gordon had a most happy time there. Nine 
women came daily to be taught, and she had more 
invitations than she could accept to go to their houses 
to see them. Dong-gio is about a day s journey from 
here northward. A day further on, still going north, 
is another town called Dong-kau. Robert spent a 
Sunday there, and found the people so open for the 
message that he asked Miss Gordon to go on there for 
a few days, which she did, accompanied by a Bible- 
woman, and they had a splendid time. We are going 
to send the Bible- woman there for a month, and then 
Miss Gordon will go again and make a longer stay. 

"We have twenty-four boys in the school, who pay 
$6 a year. I take the head class every morning for an 
hour and a half. Such nice lads they are. I do enjoy 
teaching them. 

" We have no women s school this term. 1 

" A number of women come to Sunday-school and 
church, and from the villages all round invitations 
come more than can be attended to. In the city (Ku- 
cheng) the openings seem endless." 

From another letter, dated Hwasang, August n, 
1894, we give an extract : 

1 A house was built soon after. The money having been sent 
by friends, through her mother, Mrs. Smyly. 


" We are so looking forward to dear Hessie New- 
combe coming back in the autumn. Every one loves 
her, and she is a good influence wherever she goes, 
Do pray that the Lord may send more workers. . ... 
We simply don t know how to plan the work for next 
winter with our small numbers." 

In a letter dated Kucheng, January 2, 1895, she 
again pleads for more workers to a friend greatly 
interested. Mentioning again about the ladies and 
their districts, she says : 

" We have two at Sang-iong, quite out of reach ; 
two more a long day s journey from us. 

"Then we have four who make Kucheng their 
headquarters, but they are seldom here more than a 
few days at a time at least, three of them; the fourth, 
Miss Weller, has the boarding school, with fifty-four 
girls, and the babies too, now Miss Nesbit has gone on 
furlough. Each of these girls has an area of about 
300 square miles! Annie Gordon, indeed, far more; 
she is the only lady-worker in Ping-nang. 

" Next term we hope to have the women s school 
open, with about twenty women to be taught, and I 
have the boys school to a great extent on my hands, 
as Robert is so constantly away. So you see we have 
plenty of room for more workers, and we are con 
tinually laying the matter before the Lord." 

The home for babies mentioned in the letters was 
begun by Miss Hessie Newcombe, and supported 
mainly, I believe, by her friends. 

The inmates are the little girl -babies doomed to 


death by their parents, who think they are of no value. 
But He who said, " suffer the little children to come," 
put it into the hearts of some of the "ku-niongs" to 
receive the rejected mites, and bring them up to love 
the Saviour who was despised and rejected for our 

Mr. Simpson, that sweet singer of New York, when 
travelling in China, saw the body of a little baby-girl 
floating face downwards in a canal. I venture to 
quote some of his stanzas. 

May God write the touching appeal on all our 

" Only a little baby girl 

Dead by the river side ; 
Only a little Chinese child 
Drowned in the floating tide. 

If she had only been a boy, 
They would have heard her cry ; 

But she was just a baby-girl, 
And she was left to die. 

So they have left her little form 

floating upon the wave : 
She was too young to have a soul, 

Why should she have a grave ? 

Yes, and there s many another lamb 

Perishing every day, 
Thrown by the road or the river side, 

Flung to the beasts of prey. 

Is there a mother s heart to-night 

Clasping her darling child, 
Willing to leave these helpless lambs 

Out on the desert wild ? 


Is there a little Christian girl, 

Happy in love and home, 
Living in selfish ease, while they 

Out on the mountains roam ? 

Think as you lie on your little cot, 

Smoothed by a mother s hand ; 
Think of the little baby-girls 

Over in China s land. 

Ask if there is not something more 

Even a child can do, 
And if perhaps in China s land 

Jesus has need of you. 

Only a little baby-girl 

Dead by the river side ; 
Only a little Chinese child 

Drowned in the floating tide. 

But it has brought a vision yast, 

Dark as a nation s woe ; 
Oh ! has it left some willing heart 

Answering * I will go ? " 


"Kucheng, Foochow, China, 

"November 20, 1894. 

" I have been wishing to tell you something of the 
work of your ladies in the Fuhkien province, which 
I have myself seen in the past year. 

" My wife and I reached Foochow from Canada just 
a year ago, and before coming up to our inland station 
we spent a week at the Treaty Port of Foochow. 

" Here we found five of your ladies hard at work, 
three of them living at the Z.M.S. ( Olives - Miss 


Mead, Miss Strong, and Miss Stevens. To the first- 
named is committed the work among women in the 
city of Foochow. There are in the city about half 
a million people, and she is the only one of your ladies 
that can be spared. She has rented a small house in 
one of the main thoroughfares ; in the lower part of 
it she has a Girls Day School, and in the upper part 
she spends four days out of each week, returning to 
the Olives for the other three days. In the city 
she finds a great number of houses open to her, more 
than she is able to visit. The women receive her 
very gladly, but their husbands too often, on finding 
their wives being really influenced, take fright, and 
forbid further visits. There are great possibilities in 
this work, but it has peculiar difficulties, and calls 
for your prayers. 

u Miss Strong s sphere of work has been the Women s 
Training School in Foochow. She has had generally 
as many as twenty women, almost all from the Hok- 
chiang district, the other more distant districts having 
their own institutions. 

" No work is more important than this of training 
women fitting them to be themselves teachers and 
Miss Strong has devoted herself to it with the greatest 
energy, and, I may say, courage ; for, owing to her 
failing eyesight, she has often been tempted to give 
it up, but has yet bravely held on till, alas ! the doctor 
would allow her to stay no longer in the country, and 
she has returned home, every one in the Mission 
hoping it may be but for a time. 


11 The third inmate of the ( Olives, Miss Stevens, 
sent out by the Tasmanian Y.W.C.A. Mrs. Fagg, 
formerly one of our missionaries here, being one of 
the leading spirits in that association ; unable to return 
to the work she loved so much, she has sent out 
already two substitutes, and we are grateful. Miss 
Stevens divides her time between village work on the 
Nantai Island, and attending to the needs of the up- 
country sisters, who now number more than twenty, 
and who get all their home correspondence, stores, 
etc., etc., through her. What time she has left from 
these she gives to visiting in the large Foochow 

(t In Foochow you have also a Girls Boarding 
School, rapidly increasing in number, under the 
charge of Miss Leslie, with whom Miss Lee is living 
while learning the language. This little school is 
intended to reach the upper-class children whom Miss 
Mead is able to influence in the city, and some do 
belong to this class, though not all. The rule is 
for them to pay the greater portion of the expense 
of their food and clothes, but Miss Leslie is sometimes 
obliged to relax a little. From about twenty children 
last year, it has increased to nearly double that num 
ber now, and who can tell what good may come from 
the messages these children will bring back to their 
homes, dark heathen homes, in that most sinful city, 
Foochow ? 

" You have two more workers in Foochow who 
must not be forgotten, Miss Barr and Miss Chambers. 


They are stationed in the native hospital, which is 
under the care of Dr. Rennie. Although it is not 
a Mission Hospital, Dr. Rennie gives the ladies full 
scope for influencing the patients. Were it* actually 
a Mission Hospital, they could not have more freedom 
in speaking to and teaching the inmates. Although 
they only reached Foochow last March, they are 
able to make their ideas known in Chinese very fairly, 
and when I saw them the other day they told me how 
happy they were, and what a splendid sphere of work 
they found theirs to be. On their arrival, at Dr. 
Rennie s suggestion, a Sunday service was commenced, 
and now so many come it is often hard to find room 
for them. On Tuesday, too, there is a service, now 
conducted by Mr. Bannister ; and our old friend, Mrs. 
Ahok, holds a weekly meeting for the women patients 
in the room where her good husband used to get the 
men together. I ought to have said that I found 
Mrs. Ahok giving much assistance to Miss Leslie. 
Her house is close by the school, and every day she 
takes a class of the girls, and is also instrumental in 
bringing the greater number of them to the school. 

"The next district, north of Foochow, where you 
have ladies working, is Lo-ngnong. Here your new 
house, at a village called Uong-buang, is just com 
pleted, and I think will be one of the most suitable in 
the Mission for the purpose. It is entirely native in 
its external appearance, while within it is slightly 
altered from the ordinary Chinese building. It will 
take in three ladies easily, and the entire cost, includ- 



ing furniture, will not exceed 80. Miss Hook and 
Miss Cooper are just about moving in, and it is in 
tended that your new lady, Miss Wedderspoon, should 
join them. Miss Hook has already been itinerating 
frequently through the district, and speaks of it as 
very happy work, and full of opportunities for useful 
ness. Up to the present there has practically been 
no itinerating by ladies in that important district. 
There are a good number of new converts, but the 
women have had nothing done for them. Mrs. Martin, 
whose death the whole Mission so deeply regret, had 
a Women s School. This was an excellent institution, 
but beyond this there was nothing, for there were no 
ladies to take up the work till your Society came to 
its aid two years ago. 

" Travelling south from Foochow, between two and 
three days journey, you reach Hing-hwa. In this 
district you have two stations, the one at Dang-seng, 
and the other, a day and a half distant, at Sieng-iu. 
This district is unique among all the districts of the 
Mission, for it is practically self-supporting, there 
only being at present one catechist paid from Mission 
Funds, the other catechists being supported by the 
Christians themselves, who have put up their own 
places of worship, and who flock to them on Sundays 
in large numbers. The opportunities for work among 
the women at these two stations of yours is quite 
wonderful. Miss Hankin has written telling you of 
it. She, with Miss Witherby, at Dang-seng, have 
given most of their time that they could spare from 


learning the language to itinerations through the 
surrounding country, and holding weekly classes for 
instruction. Now they are about to start a Women s 
School, where Christian women will be trained, and 
then sent back to their own villages to work among 
their countrywomen, in the first place entirely un 
paid : possibly later on one or two may be selected as 
specially fitted for the post of Bible-woman. The 
Society has excellent premises here, and recently Miss 
Hankin s friends have provided funds for the building 
of the Women s School. 

" Your other station in the Hing-hwa district, Sieng- 
iu, is occupied by Miss Lloyd and Miss Tabberer, 
both from the town of Leicester, and here, too, a 
Women s School has been started in a small way. 
Next year it is to be enlarged, and the expense will be 
borne by a good friend in the cause in Leicester. 

" Three days journey west from Foochow is our 
station of Kucheng, to which is joined the district 
of Ping-nang, the two together covering an area equal 
to about half the size of Wales, and as populous as the 
rest of China. In this region you have now two fixed 
stations, Kucheng and Sa-iong, a long day s journey 
separating them and two other stations, which for 
the greater part of the year have ladies in them. 

" Kucheng. Here Miss Nisbet is in charge of the 
Foundling Institution, which takes in poor little girl- 
babies cast off by their parents. The numbers have 
increased, till we had to give notice no more could be 
taken in. Miss Nisbet gives nearly all her time to 


mothering these little things. There are in all about 
thirty, some of them out at nurse. 

" There is also a large district allotted to Miss Nisbet, 
covering some 200 square miles, with little bands of 
Christians dotted here and there through it, the women 
sorely needing looking up and teaching, but they can 
get very little. Another institution here is the Girls 
Boarding School, in charge of Miss Weller. This, too, 
has so increased that, though the school was enlarged 
considerably last year, it is now again quite full, and 
this, too, in spite of a new rule by which they must 
each pay a fixed portion of the expenses, and also 
must all of them unbind their feet. There are now 
close on sixty of these girls, and if they fulfil the 
hopes of their teachers, they will do much towards 
elevating and Christianizing the country. 

" I ought to say that the Foundling Institution was 
built at the expense of an Irish clergyman, and is 
being supported entirely by individual friends. And 
so this Girls School was erected, and is supported in 
a similar manner, neither institution drawing any 
thing from the Society s funds. 

" The three other ladies who regard Kucheng as 
their headquarters are Miss Gordon, Miss Marshall, 
and Miss Stewart. The last-named is still working 
for her examinations, and when she has got through 
them, her work will be in the country, in the western 
section of the district. Miss Gordon s station, where 
she spends the greater part of the year, is Dong-gio, 
the Mission chief centre for the Ping-nang district. 


This great district, or, as we would say in England, 
county, has no other lady worker but this one, and 1 
need not say that though she works ever so hard, she 
can but barely touch what is waiting to be done. At 
that one station of Dong-gio there is a usual attend 
ance of eighty or ninety women at the Sunday ser 
vices. We have to thank Rev. H. B. Macartney for 
this valuable missionary. I only hope he will be able 
to send us some more like her. 

" Miss Marshall s work is also in the country, only 
returning now and then to Kucheng as headquar 
ters. Her section lies north of Kucheng, and covers 
more than 300 square miles. She has several centres 
in this region, where she stops for a few weeks or two 
months at a time, collecting the women together, 
and visiting from house to house. The plan is for 
the sisters to travel in twos, accompanied by a Bible- 
woman and a Christian servant, and to put up at 
chapels where there is stationed a married catechist. 
Just now she is at a place called Sek-ce-du (with 
Miss Saunders, of the Australian C.M.A., who is 
stationed with us while learning the language), and a 
letter has come in to-day from her, telling of the 
great encouragement they are having in that place, 
which hitherto has been utterly dead, although we 
have again and again endeavoured to arouse an in 
terest. Thank God for these dear sisters ! Wherever 
they go God gives His blessing. 

"Their secret is quiet unwavering trust in the 
Saviour by their side, and He does not fail them. 


tk Your other fixed station in this Kucheng district 
is Sa-long, where Miss Codrington and Miss Tolley 
are located, the latter still learning the language, but 
at the same time doing many useful little bits of work. 
I took the Bishop here on his recent confirmation 
tour, and he seemed specially impressed by the good 
work he saw doing. 

" The chief feature in Miss Codrington s work is 
her Station Class. This is a new departure in our 
Mission, and she is the first to try it. The idea is to 
gather a class of women from neighbouring villages, 
and keep them for three months at a time with her in 
her house, teaching them day by day, assisted by a 
well-instructed Bible-woman, the great fundamental 
truths of Christianity, and the chief incidents of the 
Bible, and then sending them back to their homes, to 
be voluntary workers among their people. 

" It was thought by many that three months teach 
ing would be of little use for these ignorant minds, but 
experience has shown quite the reverse. I examined 
one of her three months classes, and was delighted at 
their answering, so utterly different from the ordin 
ary untaught women. They had learned not only a 
number of facts, but they had learned to think, and it 
was a delightful surprise to find how thoroughly they 
understood the truth, and how intelligently they were 
able to answer. 

"Then besides the Station Class, Miss Codrington 
visits regularly the surrounding villages within a 
radius of six or eight miles, sometimes travelling even 


further, and holding little classes in these places, and 
thus Sa-long, from being so hopeless a station that we 
had actually withdrawn our catechist from it, has 
now a congregation of from fifty to a hundred, and 
the interest is steadily increasing. There is a little 
Girls Day School here too, daily taught by Miss 
Tolley, and they answered well at their examination. 

" Ten miles still further east, across the mountains, 
lies the town of Sang-long, and here Miss Maud New- 
combe and Miss Burroughs have been working for a 
year. Here, too, have Station Classes been held, a 
Girls School established, and villages visited, just as 
I have described at Sa-long, and visible and wonder 
ful success has in the same way followed. The work 
is really done in their little room upstairs, where the 
two sisters kneel together so many times a day. 

" Miss Newcombe s furlough is due, and she has not 
been very strong, and many think she should take a 
rest ; but the Christians hearing of it, have drawn up 
petitions, one of which they laid before the Bishop, 
begging that she might stay on among them yet 
another year, and I rather think she is going to yield. 
I trust it may not be at the expense of her health. 
So far from European intercourse, one would sup 
pose their lot must be a sad one, and yet, like the 
other sisters, they firmly maintain that they never, 
even in the dear home-lands, had before such happy 
work. Go . . . and lo, I AM WITH YOU always, 
accounts for this otherwise inexplicable fact. 

" There only remains to speak of the far North- West, 


where Nang-ua is the Mission centre for your ladies. 
It is four days journey over high mountains from Ku- 
cheng. I visited them at the beginning of the year, 
and found there Miss Johnson, Miss B. Newcombe, 
Miss Rodd, Miss Bryer, Miss Fleming ; they have also 
among them a Miss Sinclair, who has come from 
England independently, and is making herself useful 
in various ways. These devoted ladies are living as 
nearly like the native women as possible ; no knives 
or forks are seen in the house. I am told there is one 
knife kept for any unhappy guest who cannot manage 
with chop sticks, and though the locality is far from 
a healthy one, and our C.M.S. missionaries have one 
after another felt the effects of the malaria, your ladies 
have wonderfully maintained their strength. You 
know the kind of life they lead, visiting from village 
to village, sometimes at long distances from home, 
putting up, not at chapels or Christians houses, for 
alas ! there are none, but in the native inn, or the 
house of some hospitable heathen woman ; and God is 
using them. It is truly invigorating to the soul to sit 
down and listen to these devoted ladies telling of the 
spiritual work they have themselves witnessed. 

"Oh, for more of these women that publish the 
tidings. They have, too, a little hospital here in 
Miss Johnson s charge, and they have also been able 
to start a small Station Class, though in doing so 
they had to face difficulties which were not met with 
in the older districts. 

" And now, in drawing this long letter to a conclu- 


sion, I must say that with all these ladies are doing 
before one s eyes, and the utter devotion of their lives, 
it was a disappointment to observe in the Annual 
Report that your China Fund was at so low an 
ebb, the receipts last year being less than the ex 
penditure by 900, so that the balance in hand is 
almost gone. What is Fuhkien to do this coming 
year? Unless funds come in quite unexpectedly, 
there will be a great deficit. 

" Do your readers know that China only gets money 
sent in specially marked as for China ? If they did, 
I don t believe they could leave the China Fund to 
languish like this. These dear sisters, who, as you 
know, are all of them on the reduced rate of salary, 
wrote to me on observing this in your Report, that 
they felt they must themselves try to help still further. 
One said, I will pay our Mission messenger my 
self. Another said, I will pay my teacher. Two 
others, We will pay the rent of our Mission House, 
etc. They will not lose by it. There is that scat- 
tereth and yet increaseth. * The Lord loveth a cheer 
ful giver. 

" One good result is this, your * China Fund is now 
being remembered in prayer as never before, and He 
who has the silver and the gold will certainly give 
what is needed. 


Mr. Stewart s letter to the Committee of the 
C.E.Z.M.S. will be read with interest. He describes 


the "foreign women" no longer "strangers and 
foreigners," but at home in the hearts of the Chinese 

And are not his closing words as " a voice out of 
the cloud " to us now, pleading that lack of funds 
should not be a reason why missionaries must not be 
sent to China ? 

Is it true that as a living writer has said we 
Christians have been " electro-plated with avarice "- 
taking care of ourselves, providing for our own fami 
lies, taking thought what we shall eat and what we 
shall drink, and wherewithal we shall be clothed, and 
turning a deaf ear to the bitter cry of millions who 
are starving for the Bread of Life ? 

Jesus Christ died for them as much as for us. 

He has already told us to go and preach this good 
news to every creature. 

If we neglect to do this, will He not say to us, 

" Thou oughtest therefore to have put My money 
to the exchangers, and then at My coming I should 
have received Mine own with usury? " 

Oh ! may no one who reads this book have the 
solemn words that follow addressed to them, " Take 
therefore the talent from him . . , and cast ye the 
unprofitable servant into outer darkness." 

" Wherefore He saith, Awake, thou that sleepest, 
and arise from the dead, and Christ shall give thee 
light. . . . And be not drunk with wine, wherein 
is excess ; but BE FILLED WITH THE SPIRIT." 



" Esaias is very bold, and saith, I was found of them that sought 
Me not." ROM. x. 20 




From the glory and the gladness, 

From His secret place ; 
From the rapture of His presence, 

From the radiance of His Face- 
Christ, the Son of God, hath sent me 

Through the midnight lands ; 
Mine the mighty ordination 

Of the pierced Hands. 

Mine the message grand and glorious, 
Strange unsealed surprise, 

That the goal is God s beloved, 
Christ in Paradise. 

Hear me, weary men and women, 

Sinners dead in sin ; 
I am come from heaven to tell you 

Of the love within. 

There, as knit unto the body, 

Every joint and limb, 
We, His ransomed, His beloved, 

We are one with Him. 

On into the depths eternal 

Of the love and song, 
Where in God the Father s glory 

Christ has waited long ; 



There to find that none beside Him 

God s delight can be 
Not beside Him, nay, but in Him, 

O beloved, are we. 1 

I WANT to write the beginning of this chapter to 
boys and girls. All the young ones were great 
favourites with Mr. Stewart. 

He was so glad when he found the boys and girls 
taking an interest in God s work among the heathen. 
He used to say that " C.M.S." stood not only for 
" Church Missionary Society," but that it meant, too, 
"Come, Master, Soon," as he felt this to be the true 
way of hastening His coming and kingdom. 

He used to say that the right way to get new mis 
sionaries must be the way Christ Himself taught us. 
He said, "Pray ye the Lord of the harvest, that He 
may send forth labourers into His harvest." This, he 
said, was as much the Lord s prayer as the prayer 
that is usually called by that name, and yet how few 
pray the first "Pray ye" compared to the number 
who say " Our Father." 

How glad he will be if he hears (and I think Christ 
will tell him don t you?) that some boys and girls in 
the United Kingdom and in the Colonies have begun to 
pray for, and to help, the boys and girls in China, for 
whom he prayed so earnestly and worked so diligently ! 

Do not say in a hurry " I can do nothing." 

God works in those who let Him, " to will and do 
of His good pleasure." 

1 From " Hymns of Tersteegen and Others," by Mrs. Bevan. 


Let me tell you what some children have done. 

They belong to a Bible Class, and the teacher told 
them what I want the children who read this chapter 
to know that they could have a school of their own 
in China for 4 a year. 

I suppose some of them thought it would be nicer 
to help to send the knowledge of Jesus to China than 
to buy all the sweets they had been accustomed tc ; 
but be that as it may, they gave their pennies, and tl e 
kind teacher sent 4. I hope after some time a letter 
will come from China telling them where their school 
is, and describing the village, the teacher, and the 
scholars, so that they can pray as well as send pennies. 

If eighteen boys or girls would band themselves 
together, each giving one penny every week, they 
could send 4 os. 8d. enough for a school, and the 
Sd. over would pay for postage. 

They could choose one to be secretary and another 
for treasurer, and so have a little Missionary Society 
of their own. 

I am sure they would soon feel the need of prayer ; 
and they would ask God to fill the Chinese school 
master with His Holy Spirit, that he might teach the 
children and their parents when he visits them all 
that God wants them to know. 

So that it would come to be the missionary chil 
dren s village, not only their school. 

I remember a story Mr. Stewart told about a 
Chinese boy he met. 

It happened in this way. Mr. Stewart came to a 


village where, he was told, there were no Christians 
except one boy. He asked at a door for a drink of 
water ; he was weary and thirsty. It was only water 
that he asked for ; he got some information that re 
freshed his heart. 

"Have you ever heard of Jesus Christ?" he asked 
the woman who came to the door. 

" Oh, yes. My boy of twelve years old is always 
talking about Him. He wants me to give up the idols 
and burn them, but I dare not do that." 

Mr. Stewart started again on his journey, walking 
in the dust and heat as his Master did, having learned 
from the mother that the boy had gone up the moun 
tain on some errand. 

I forgot to mention one important thing the mother 
said. After saying she feared to burn the idols, she 
added : " I sometimes think my son must be right ; he 
is so changed. He used to be selfish and bad-tempered ; 
now he is unselfish and patient, and he says it is 
Jesus Christ has made the change." 

Mr. Stewart had to go across the mountain, and I 
know not how many steps he had to climb to reach 
the summit like a steep flight of stairs. 

About half way up he saw a boy coming towards 
him, descending as he ascended. As he approached 
Mr. Stewart felt no doubt that this was the one 
Christian in the village ; he recognised in the bright 
face and fearless eye a brother in Christ. 

Great was the joy of the youthful disciple to meet 
the foreign Singang (teacher). 


I cannot tell you all the conversation, but this I do 
remember : the boy told Mr. Stewart that he had only 
once heard of Jesus " the One," as he said, "who 
loved me enough to die for me. And I could not help 
loving Him with all my heart as soon as ever I heard 
of Him. I feel now that I could die for Him. 

" I had gone to the wedding feast of my cousin, a 
long journey over the mountain, and there was one 
Christian there. I heard he had some strange new 
doctrine he had learned from ( foreign devils. 

" I felt a great desire to hear, and he told me some 
thing better than new doctrine. He told me of my 
Saviour, my Friend, my Lord." 

I cannot tell you how much more God taught that 
dear boy through Mr. Stewart, sitting on the moun 
tain side; and I do not quite remember if a little 
school was started in that village I think so. But I 
know that some time after Mrs. Stewart was visiting 
at Kucheng (where she afterwards resided). She 
examined the women in the school there the Train 
ing School for Bible-women and noticing one woman 
with a spiritual perception far beyond the others, she 
spoke to her personally after the Bible lesson. The 
woman told her where she came from and her name, 
and she was identified as the mother of this boy. 

Mr. Stewart longed to have schools for boys and 
girls in all the villages. 

The following accounts were written by Mr. 
Stewart as " Reports " for those who contributed to 
the Day School Fund. We reprint them here, that 
they may have a wider circulation. 




August, 1893. 

Through absence in the Colonies 1 last year, I 
was unable to send a Report at the usual time, and 
am now reprinting my article on the School from this 
month s Gleaner. I am returning (D.V.) to Fuh- 
kien the beginning of September, and my sister, Miss 
Smyly, 35, Fitzwilliam Street, Dublin, has most 
kindly promised to receive contributions, and give 

Some fourteen years ago we in Fuh-kien felt that 
an attempt should be made to establish Christian 
schools throughout the country, and on a more 
distinctly self-supporting basis than had yet been 

We had then about half-a-dozen little schools ; but 
on our stating our intention to in future confine our 
pecuniary assistance to 4 per school per annum, all 
above this for all purposes connected with the school, 
or the salary of the teacher, to be found by the 
scholars themselves, several of these teachers sent 
in their resignation. 

However, we persevered in our determination, and 
made it a constant matter of prayer, both in public 
with the Chinese converts and among ourselves, that 
if it were God s will He would bless these little 
schools ; and the result was that, to our great delight, 

1 Mr. Stewart visited the Colonies in company with Mr. Eugene 


the demand for them increased, and the number 
gradually mounted from those first three or four up to 
ninety-six last year. Our other rules regarding them 
were, that the teachers should all of them be converts, 
and that the scholars should learn our Christian 
books, written in the simplest and most direct 
language by ourselves, treating of the vital doctrines 
of Christianity, and also of course the Bible, and give 
half their school-time each day of the week to the 
study of them. 

The annual examination of these schools was 
perhaps the happiest part of my work, and they 
proved themselves to be an evangelistic agency 
beyond our expectation ; for not only was light 
brought into many dark homes by means of the 
children, but also many adults came to the school 
masters to be taught in the evenings when their 
day s work was done. Also at our examinations 
crowds of the heathen thronged the room, listening 
attentively as we catechised the children on the great 
fundamental doctrines of the true Faith. Of course 
we took care that these listeners should understand 
the questions and the answers, and thus we preached 
to them in perhaps the most effective of all ways. 

These ninety-six schools are distributed over an 
immense tract of country, often five or ten miles, or 
even more, from one another. Sometimes you find 
one in a far outlying district, the only centre of 
Christian light in a wide area of heathenism ; and 
there are places in the Province now, where the 


thriving little church that exists there owes its origin 
to the establishment of one of those tiny schools. 

Mr. Lloyd, writing some time ago from the district 
of Hing-hwa, gave a striking illustration of this. A 
request came to him to establish a Christian school in 
the village; he did so, and through the instrumen 
tality of the schoolmaster, who was " a very earnest 
man, with a good influence outside the school," an 
interest began at once to spring up ; this steadily 
increased, till in the short space of two years the 
number of converts had grown to 150. He added 
that the converts had proved the reality of their faith 
by subscribing liberally towards the erection of a 
much-needed church, schoolroom, and catechist s 
house, having given ninety dollars in money, and 
about 1,500 days labour, and various gifts of tiles, 
etc. " It is built," he writes, " of red brick, entirely 
in the native style of architecture, and as I came in 
sight of it I could have cried with joy at what God 
had wrought by His grace in that village. What a 
joy it was to examine a school in that nice building, 
knowing as I did, that only two years before the 
Christians could have been counted on the fingers 
of one hand, and that, humanly speaking, but for 
our little school all would still be in heathen dark 
ness ! 

A good illustration of the usefulness of one of these 
little day schools in a far outlying district, and the 
way in which it becomes a centre of Christian in 
struction to those seeking it, is given by Mr. Collins. 


His experience, too, shows how much good may be 
done on the journey to the school ; he writes : 

" * There is a great interest awakened in A-cai, 1 
said the native clergyman to me. I went there and 
stayed two nights and all the village came to listen. 
Where is A-cai ? I asked, as the name was un 
familiar. Down by the sea it is the village to 
which the school was moved this year, he answered. 
Directly he said that, I remembered that the school 
master was a very earnest man, a true Christian, and 
a keen student of his Bible, and I had been expecting 
to hear iurther news of him. I had heard that he 
had twelve scholars coming to his school every day, 
and sixteen at night boys whose work prevented 
them coming at any other time so I was heartily 
glad when I found myself seated in a large boat that 
sails daily down to the sea-coast villages. There was 
no limit to the number this boat could contain ap 
parently to-day it was particularly crowded. As 
soon as I got on board I was greeted at once by a 
cheery * Ping ang ( Peace to you ) from two men, 
and found that there were two or three Christians on 
board. The people crowded round me, and I resigned 
myself to my fate. I knew what was coming, and 
gave myself up at once to silent prayer, for it is a 
very real trial for me to be overhauled and mauled 
by a crowd on a hot June morning, and to answer 
with perfect equanimity a thousand questions, each 
more extraordinary than the one before ; to have 
every garment pierced and felt by every hand that 


can reach it, and to be catechised on the state of the 
tea-market, and the value of a dollar in England. 
Presently an old man came and sat down near me, 
and in answer to a question as to where he was 
going, said, To A-cai. So at once we struck up a 
friendly talk. He had heard the Gospel from the 
schoolmaster, Mr. Ding, and at once, to my complete 
surprise, asked me to read some of it to him, ( As Mr. 
D. does every evening. Out came my Testament, 
and the fire of questions ceased as I read St. John 
iii. i-iS. I thought this old man promised well for 

" A crowd of coolies with their loads joined us from 
another boat, and the noise and confusion preventing 
conversation, I opened my ink-bottle and letter-case 
to write. * What s he got there is he eating opium ? 
shouted a man who was too far off to see, and took 
the pen for a pipe-stem. That gave me an opening, 
and they carried away a very distinct idea of what 
English Christians out here think of the opium 
question. I overhead one man say reflectively to 
his friend, some time after, * He says what they hate 
most is opium. 

" Shortly after, another man took the ink for 
morphia; for some reason it was connected with 
opium in his mind. They then conversed about 
foreigners in general, and some of their ideas were 
new to me. I gathered that there was a race of 
foreigners who were all women, no men ! that there 
was one kingdom which no ship built with iron nails 


could ever get to, and so on. At length I made a 
last effort, and quoting St. John iii. 12, caught their 
attention, and with the help of the little wordless 
book, had a capital time with them. 

"A welcome mid-day rest was obtained in the little 
church at A-ling, and in the afternoon I started for 
A-cai with the A-ling catechist. He told me how 
some new enquirers had come over to him, influenced 
by the A-cai schoolmaster. 

" Leaving the coast, we began slowly to ascend the 
steep little range of hills. Once at the top, we saw 
before us a narrow glen, with steep rocky sides that 
even these industrious Chinese could not cultivate, 
and beyond it another range of hills, bare, rocky, and 
precipitous, with scarcely a tree to be seen. One, 
indeed, there was, at the hill foot on the opposite side 
of the glen, a tree that has a history of its own. 
Further along the shore is a farm-house, owned by a 
man who has been long a Christian. He held to his 
faith stoutly in spite of bitter persecution, and Sunday 
by Sunday came along this lonely glen on his way to 
church. One Sunday a party of opium smokers lay 
in wait for him, caught him and tied him to this tree, 
and cruelly beating him, left him there. But the 
beating had not the desired effect, for he still con 
tinued to go to church. Then his heathen neighbours 
seized some of his land and the trees planted on it. 
Having full proof of legal possession, he took the case 
to the law court ; but the mandarin was no friend to 
the Christians, and gave the man his choice between 


imprisonment and freedom, but the latter only on 
condition that he burnt incense before an idol. This 
he refused to do, and chose the prison. 

" As we passed round the corner of the cliff that 
shuts in the glen, there opened to our view a beautiful 
little cove, that reminded one of Devonshire, and the 
likeness increased as the tide came in and covered the 
mud flats. Skirting the foot of the hills, we followed 
the path to the right of the little bay, and turning 
another corner came suddenly on the place we sought, 
the village of A-cai. 

" This was the first time a foreigner had been there, 
and the news soon spread. The first old man we met, 
holding up both hands in astonishment, exclaimed, 
Why, some of them arrive at the age of fifty or sixty 
years, do they ? This was a compliment to my sup 
posed grey hair ! He was more dumbfounded still to 
hear I was only thirty. The villagers treated us with 
marked courtesy, and not once did one hear an ob 
jectionable expression. Politeness like this is not 
unusual in remote places away from the high roads. 

" The sun was setting behind the mountains, and 
the cool sea breeze which the incoming tide brought 
with it made a welcome change after the hot day. 
The little schoolroom, evidently once a shop, was 
densely crowded, so they placed a table outside the 
house, with a lantern on it, and the preaching began. 
It was a thoroughly Chinese scene, the audience sat 
on doorsteps, window-sills, benches and chairs, and 
on the low wall that bounded the little terrace were 


sixteen children, evidently the night-school. The sky 
was dark, and only the stars lighted the scene, if 
we except our flickering candle. I began with a few 
words, but gave way to the schoolmaster. He spoke 
well and to the point, the audience interrupting freely 
with questions, some showing earnest thought, and 
none of the flippant mocking questions so usual in 
street preaching. Only half-a-dozen of the foremost 
men could be seen in the light, but every now and 
then a voice would come out of the gloom, or a smart 
discussion would spring up resembling a duel, and 
sounding not unlike a quarrel to unaccustomed ears. 
Then the preacher would go back to his subject and 
silence would reign. 

" As the catechist preached, suddenly two men 
shouted out, Then the worship of idols is useless, and 
a tumult of voices arose which ceased as suddenly, 
while he gave a clear and decided answer. 

" Meanwhile the schoolmaster was not idle. He had 
gone into the schoolroom, which was full of people 
who preferred a seat in the light, with a pipe and a 
cup of tea, and there was holding an animated dis 
cussion on some subject of which I could catch only 
a word now and then. 

Looking in from the darkness, one could only 
judge from the shadows on the mud wall thrown by 
the light that the argument was a hot one, it looked 
once or twice as if more than moral persuasion was 
being resorted to, but it was all perfectly good- 


" The catechist s voice failing, my load-bearer, a 
fine old Christian, came to the rescue, and his rough 
voice broke the silence, evidently making some telling 
points, which the audience much appreciated. The 
old charges that the missionaries take people s eyes 
and knee-caps to make medicine of were brought for 
ward, and talking continued for over three hours. It 
must have been quite eleven o clock before the last 
man went off and the Christians had prayers. 

" To me this was the most interesting evening I had 
spent since landing in China. The courtesy of the 
people and their earnestness, with the evident spirit of 
real inquiry that they showed, made me most hopeful 
for the future. The schoolmaster s humility and 
reality mark him as a man whom God the Holy Ghost 
can use. 

" I talked to the children at prayers the next day, 
and found them very bright and intelligent, and well 
up in the main facts of the Gospel story. Surely it is 
a cause of great thankfulness that thirty little ones 
should be learning something of the way of life at 
that little country day school. It is our best school in 
that district, but what one is all may be in time, and 
they will prove no mean instruments in freeing this 
enslaved people from the bondage of Satan." 

Of the schools in the wide district south of Foochow, 
far removed from the district just spoken of, Mr. Lloyd 
gives some very interesting particulars : 

" Chia-yang. At the beginning of the year we 
started a school in this village at the request of a man 


who had heard the Gospel at Sieng-iu, and had walked 
ten miles to Sunday service for some months. He had 
induced some eight or ten of his neighbours to join 
him in petitioning us to send them a teacher, and 
assured us that numbers of the people were anxious to 
hear about the Religion of Jesus. The result has 
surpassed our most sanguine expectations. I visited 
the village some weeks since, and was both pleased 
and surprised to find some eighty persons assembled 
to meet me with every token of respect, all of whom 
had enrolled their names as desirous to serve Christ 
and forsake their idols. Two old men especially 
attracted my attention. One of them, a village elder, 
very old and feeble, hobbled to the school, and was 
with great difficulty prevented kneeling down to me ; 
he insisted that he wished thus to honour me as the 
representative of Christ, and was a little displeased 
when we pointed out that it must not be. Will not 
the supporters of our day schools sometimes think of 
this little company of disciples in this remote moun 
tain village, nestling among the hills 3,000 feet above 
the sea level, and pray that the little school may be 
a centre of light to the whole neighbourhood ? 

" Eng-tan-kiang. Our attempt to open a school at 
this village two years ago met with such violent oppo 
sition that we were obliged, perforce, to close it. Two 
of our voluntary exhorters, who went thither and 
endeavoured to quell the disturbance, were bespattered 
with unmentionable filth, and sent whence they came. 
This year the attitude of the people has quite changed 


and sixty or seventy of them are attending the Sun 
day services. The schoolmaster is allowed to carry 
on his work unmolested, and we are deeply thankful 
that animosity has given way to glad acceptance on 
the part of many." 

Here is one other illustration of the good work these 
little schools are doing, also from Mr. Lloyd : 

" Leng-tie. This village is situated in the Sieng-iu 
plain, about three miles from the city. I am glad to 
say that the establishment of the school has led to an 
increased interest in Christianity, and some ten of the 
villagers have joined us. One man among these 
recent converts attracted my attention at once, as 
being evidently in good circumstances, and quite 
above the majority of the people. I had a long con 
versation with him, and we read the New Testament 
together. He seems really sincere, and I do trust his 
influence may be felt." 

These cases show, I think, what valuable work these 
day schools are doing, not only in reaching the chil 
dren, but bringing the Gospel message to their adult 
friends as well, and the faster we can scatter them 
through the length and breadth of the country, the 
sooner will it be evangelized. The small amount of 
help, too, that comes from outside sources for their 
maintenance, 4 per annum, as I mentioned above, 
tends to foster a spirit of independence and self- 
support. Why the heathen priests and literati allow 
the children for most of them are from heathen 
homes to attend and learn our Christian books, it 


is hard to understand, except that, in answer to the 
prayers of those supporting these little schools, God is 
graciously protecting them and blessing them. Out 
of the ninety- six only fourteen are paid from the 
C.M.S. general funds ; the rest are supported privately, 
and this means a good number of true friends specially 
interested in this work, and whose prayers are being 
abundantly answered. 

Yours very sincerely, 


The Rev. R. W. Stewart writes from Kucheng : 
" At the beginning of the year, at our native Con 
ference, when the leading native Christians from all 
parts of my two districts of Kucheng and Ping- 
nang came together for four days consultation and 
Christian intercourse, requests were handed in from 
twenty-eight new places for schools. Each applica 
tion gave the names of those who would attend the 
school, and the amount they were willing to subscribe 
to add to our 4 for the teacher s salary. I believe 
so thoroughly in these little schools that I could not 
refuse them, and so they were allowed, and I am 
trusting for the needful funds. These 28 new schools 
in my own district, added to some new ones in other 
districts, bring up the number to over 90. So you 
will believe that some new subscribers names on 
your list was a pleasant sight, and if the old friends 
will stand firm, we shall get along without coming 
into the bankruptcy court. I have not the least fear 


of this, for if it be of God, it will riot fail, and if it 
be not of God, I hope it will fail." 

"The good point about these country schools is that 
they are distinctly 4 Evangelistic in character. I 
have examined them once this year, and find that 
6 or 7 out of every 10 come from heathen homes, 
utterly heathen, the adult members of the house never 
going near church or chapel. The children, however, 
come, and every day read our Christian books. I 
examined them in nothing else, and I am sure that 
what they learn in that way, and learn thoroughly, 
will bring forth fruit one day. But it is bringing 
forth fruit already here and there. In more than one 
place, where there is now a native church, a few 
years ago there was only one of these schools, and 
the work began from that, so that friends at home 
who are making it possible to carry on these little 
schools are as really * Evangelizing China as any of 
us out here." 

The following is a translation of a letter written 
by Li Daih-ching, who is the teacher at the school at 
Dong-kio, to the Rev. T. M Clelland : 

" Teacher M Clelland, peace! I have been appointed 
to Dong-kio. I have myself no good method of ac 
complishing my work, and hope you will always by 
prayer help me. I hope God will give me His Holy 
Spirit, and show me the right way to teach my 
scholars, that they may know God. At Dong-kio at 
present 60 or 70 regularly come to worship on Sun 
day. Sometimes many more come. There are some 


whose faith is * great, and some whose faith is 
small. My school is as far from the chapel as the 
Foochow boys school is from the college. More I 
cannot write. Greeting to the Teacher s Lady." 

" KUCHENG, FOOCHOW, January 23, 1895. 

" I am extremely grateful to you for helping us 
again this year, by providing so large a number of 
Christian Day Schools throughout the country. 

" On returning to China after my furlough, a year 
ago, I found I had been appointed to take charge of 
the two inland districts, or, as we would call them 
in England, < counties, of Kucheng and Ping-nang, 
covering an area equal to about half the size of 

"At our first native Conference, which was held 
the beginning of February, applications came in from 
all directions for these Christian Day Schools. Each 
application gave the number of scholars promising to 
attend, and the amount of money they would sub 
scribe, the assistance from foreign sources being, as 
you know, limited to 4 per annum for everything 
connected with the school. 

" On reckoning up the number applied for, and 
finding that it meant an increase of 28 over the pre 
vious year, I hesitated, wondering if funds would 
come in sufficient, but the hesitation was not very 
long. If they were of God, He would send the funds ; 
if they were not, then we would take that as a sign. 



We prayed about it, and gave consent. Sufficient 
funds have come in, and we regard it as a proof that 
they have God s approval, and heartily thank those 
through whom He has sent it. 

" I have just returned from a long school-inspecting 
tour through my two great districts, and have been 
surprised at the improvement everywhere visible, 
over the last time I went round, before going home 
to England. Not only were the Christian books 
learned thoroughly by heart, so that again and again 
nine children out of ten got full marks, but also, what 
I felt still more glad about, there was a clear grasp 
of the fundamental truths of Christianity and the way 
of salvation. 

" Crowds of heathen came in to listen, and stood 
perfectly still for sometimes two hours, and even on 
to three hours, while I catechised the children on 
the entrance of sin into the world, the need for a 
Saviour, His love and death for us, and our life of 
service for Him now. This is, I feel sure, the most 
effective kind of preaching to the heathen, and would 
be worth all the trouble and expense, even if it were 
no gain at all to the children. It is the most power 
ful agency for evangelising the country that we have. 

" You may ask, ( What signs are there of this ? I 
am glad to say there are many. In place after place, 
I found that the adults joining the church were pre 
ceded by their children joining the school. Out of the 
58 schools in my districts, 31 are in places where 
there are no other Christian teachers, and in a good 


number of these I found great interest excited in the 
village, and a small congregation on Sunday minis 
tered to by the schoolmaster ; indeed, I felt that the 
interest circling round the schools was as great as 
where catechists were placed. 

" The individual instances of adult friends being 
brought in by the children were very encouraging, 
and far too many to enter here. One little girl was 
the means of leading seven members of her house to 
worship ; another had brought in her father, mother, 
and grandfather, etc., etc. 

" One of our C.E.Z.M.S. sisters tells me of a case 
she came on in the western part of this district. At 
the beginning of 1894, there was a Day School started 
at Siong-ngiang, and one of the first scholars was 
a little girl called Geng-sai. She eagerly learned, 
going home and telling as much as she could about 
the Jesus she loved. Her home people seeing how 
earnest and real she was, began to think it would be 
a good thing for them if they went to church ; and 
so began to go and worship God, and hear for them 
selves. Now the whole household worships God, and 
in October they invited the catechist, and other Chris 
tians, to come to their house, when they collected all 
the idols together and burned them (seven or eight in 
number), putting up in their place the Ten Command- 

" The same lady tells of another place where a 
woman specially attracted her attention by her know- 


ledge of the true God, and her desire to know more. 
This was through "her little boy, for in this place 
there is no one to teach the women, and so this 
woman only knows what the little boy has come home 
and told her. She eagerly learned a little prayer to 
repeat every day, and said she would worship God. 

" So far I have only spoken of my own two districts 
in the centre of the Province, but your schools are 
scattered over a still wider region. From the far 
North-East, in the Fuh-ning Prefecture, Mr. Eyton 
Jones writes, ( On behalf of our Fuh-ning Church, 
I must send through you to the friends at home sin 
cere thanks for your assistance in starting four Day 
Schools. The school at Sing-sang fishing hamlet has 
been useful, not only in getting a few little ones to 
gether, but for the strengthening of the adults, whom 
the teacher assembles for evening prayers. One of 
the little lads has been the means of bringing in his 

" South of the last-named Prefecture lie the districts 
of Ning-taik and Lo-nguong, and scattered through 
these you have the goodly number of twenty-three 
schools. Mr. Martin, the missionary in charge, 
writes : These schools have given us more satisfac 
tion the last two years ; they are better attended, and 
in some villages the schoolmasters teach also cate 
chumens and Christians, and in all the villages where 
we have schools these masters preach Jesus, and are 
lights in centres of gross darkness. I have had ap 
plications from heathen to open schools, and to send 


Christian teachers, the reason given being, in your 
schools you teach the children to -speak the truth, to 
obey their parents, and to give up bad habits ! 

" South of Foochow and the river Min, you have, 
through the districts of Hok-chiang, Hing-hwa, and 
Sieng-iu, over thirty schools. The missionaries in 
charge give good reports of them all. A C.E.Z. lady 
gives interesting particulars of those round her station 
of Dang-seng : 

" Although my work is not among the little boys 
of our day schools, I should like to say what a very 
great help these schools are to the evangelistic work 
carried on in our district. 

" I am stationed at Dang-seng, and within about 
eight miles radius we have had ten boys day schools 
open during the past year. The attendance varies of 
course, but generally we have twenty-five children; 
in our largest schools, thirty-five and more. 

" In visiting a village I generally go first to the 
school ; after a little talk there, we go outside the 
building, and find the news has spread, and quite a 
good number are waiting to hear the Gospel message. 
In this way the school becomes an introduction for an 
open-air meeting. If many follow me into the build 
ing, I take one of the school-books, and question the 
children on the important truths of our religion the 
Creation, the work of our Saviour, His blessed coming 
again, the folly of idols, and so on ; watching our 
hearers to see what they can understand, and explain 
ing the meaning of our questions. 


" Then again, it is a great joy to me to see progress 
in the teachers themselves. There are three men now 
teaching, who two years ago were dark heathen ; 
they attended our services, learned the way of salva 
tion, and when it was seen the work was real, were 
put into their posts. In some cases, particularly, I 
can see how they ate growing in the knowledge of 
our Saviour. Three weeks ago, I heard one of these 
preach at Dang-seng, on Sunday morning. He was 
very nervous, and preached a short sermon; but it 
was earnest and thoughtful, and one could see how by 
constant teaching he had really grasped the truths he 
sought to teach the little boys. 

" Then again, a fortnight ago, we were asking who 
wished to be prepared for baptism, and amongst 
others was one of our former scholars, a lad of sixteen 
or seventeen years. He used to come to our little 
school at Dang-seng, then went to work in the fields, 
but came to evening prayers and the Sunday ser 
vices ; now we find him wanting to take a stand and 
publicly confess Christ by baptism. 

" ( Another younger lad, also a former scholar, is 
asking for baptism at the new year. The seed has 
been sown in early childhood, and being the good seed 
of the Word of God, it will certainly spring up, and 
bring forth fruit. 

" In four of our village schools, there is a regular 
Sunday morning service at which Christian men and 
women, from that and neighbouring villages, gather 
to worship God. One must not limit the influence of 


these schools ; each one can be, and by the power of 
God shall I believe be, a light in a dark place, and the 
means of bringing many little ones to the feet of our 

" I forgot to say that, during the past year, I had a 
weekly Bible-class with the teachers of our schools. 
We study the Gospel of St. Mark for two hours each 
Wednesday. I gave them written papers to take 
home and answer, and found that in this way our 
lesson was well remembered. 

V Let me in conclusion repeat the three fundamental 
rules which guide us : 

" (i) The scholars must all read daily our Christian 
books, and pass examinations in them several times in 
the year. 

" (2) The teachers must all be baptized converts. 

" (3) The amount of foreign aid towards the entire 
support of the school, renting the room, books, and 
furniture, as well as the teacher s salary, must not 
exceed 4 per annum. 

" On the sum you put into my hands last year, we 
had 119 schools, an increase of more than 30 on the 
previous year. In this coming year I hope we shall 
be able to keep up at least as many, and perhaps add 
a few. 

u Let me beg of you to remember these little schools 
in your prayers as often as you can. The success that 
has so far attended them is, I firmly believe, due more 
to that than to any other cause. 

" Yours very sincerely, 



"Since writing the above, Mr. Shaw, who is in 
charge of Hing-hwa, the most southerly of our dis 
tricts, writes : I wonder if you could let us open 
three more schools down here. I am thankful to 
say there are wonderful openings, and it would be 
such a blessing if we could get these schools. 

" To this I have at once replied, ( Yes. 

Mrs. Stewart wrote to the lady who is head of the 
Missionary House in Dublin for the Agents of the 
Irish Church Missions arid Dublin Visiting Mission : 

"I hear the inhabitants of your House have sub 
scribed 4 for one of our day schools in this province. 
Will you please convey to them our warmest thanks ? 
But we trust that something far better than thanks 
will be their reward, if they will help by prayer also- 
even boys and girls saved from the power of sin and 
Satan to be their crown of rejoicing by-and-by. 

u We feel more and more convinced since our return 
to China this time that these schools are perhaps the 
best means of ( evangelizing the country. 

U A schoolmaster in China is always acceptable; 
and a school can be started in some new place wher, 
a catechist would not be allowed to enter, and a 
foreigner would not be listened to. 

" In these two districts there are now fifty day 
schools, twice as many as last year. 

" We felt sure when these new schools were asked 
for, that it must be the Lord s will . . . And 
though we had not got the needed money, Mr. Stewart 


gave leave to open them, for we had asked the Lord 
to send the money. . . . 

" Your House will now be the means of supporting 
one of these schools, and we have heard of several 
others being undertaken. 

" Mr. Stewart was much pleased with the way the 
children answered the last time he examined some of 
the schools. They are scattered over a wide district. 
The two districts of Kucheng and Ping-nang are 
larger than half of Wales, with a greater popula 

" You can imagine the difficulty of .superintending 
such a work, with no railways, or even carriages ! " 

And now the schools and schoolmasters have lost 
their superintendent. God has another way for him 
to work now. 

But we trust that the little schools will go on. The 
Chinese schoolmasters will be called to greater earnest 
ness and diligence through the trial which has come 
to them. The friends who have prayed for the chil 
dren, and given the necessary 4 a year for each 
school, will have a chastened joy now in seeing to it 
that the work shall not be left to languish for want of 
supplies from the home-land. 

If God has touched hearts through the recital of 
China s needs, let us be practical. When God so 
loved the world He proved it by giving His only Son. 

If we love God, and love to spread the knowledge 
that " Jesus saves," let us ask ourselves may God 


ask us if we are letting Him use us, use our money, 
all we have and all we are, just as He pleases, that 
God in all things may be glorified through Jesus 


"According to my earnest expectation and my hope, that . . . 
Christ shall be magnified in my body, whether it be by life or by 
death." PHIL. i. 20. 



2 SAM. xv. 19-22. JOHN xii. 26. 

" Wherefore goest thou with Me ?" 

Said the King disowned 
Said the King despised, rejected, 

" As the Lord lives and the King, 

Ever Lord to me, 

Where in death or life He dwelleth 
I will be." 

" Go pass over," spake the King ; 

Then passed Ittai o er ; 

Passed into the place of exile 

From the shore. 

" Go pass over" ; words of grace, 

Spoken, Lord, to me, 
That, in death or life, where Thou art 
I might be. 

Hidden there with Christ in God, 

That blest life I share : 
Christ it is who liveth in me 
Liveth there. 

" He who serves me," spake His lips, 

" Let him follow Me ; 
And where I am shall My servant 
Ever be." 


Follow, where His steps lead on, 

Through the golden street ; 
Far into the depths of glory 
Track His feet. 

Till unto the throne of God, 

Of the Lamb I come ; 
There to share the blessed welcome, 
Welcome home ! 

There with Him whom man rejected, 

In the light above, 

Those whom God, His Father, honours, 
Such His love. 

P. G. 1 

T)HILIPPIANS i. 20, was the text Louisa Stewart 
wrote in a copy of " Daily Light " given by her 
to a sister before her first journey to China, in 1876. 
A friend writes : 

" When I first read the telegram, words that I had 
heard Mrs. Stewart say at a meeting came rushing 
into my mind with such force, something like this, 
( If it should ever be that we meet our deaths by 
violence, let no one think that God has in any way 
failed us. We are nowhere promised that His servants 
may not be called upon to suffer, even to die for His 
sake, who died for us. 

" What we are promised is that, living or dying, we 
cannot be separated from Him; and that under all 
circumstances He will be sufficient." 

Yes, that was indeed the deep undertone of both 
their lives living or dying, they were the Lord s. 

" The sting of death is sin." And our Saviour Jesus 

1 In "Hymns of Tersteegen and Others," by Frances Bevan. 


Christ " put away sin by the sacrifice of Himself." 
He has " abolished death, and brought life and immor 
tality to light through the Gospel." 

An old friend writes, one who knew Louisa Stewart 
from her early childhood : 

" I well remember dear Louisa s remark to me when 
I regretfully bid her farewell before her marriage, as 
I was leaving home. 

" She said she had some time before given herself to 
God, that He might use her in whatever way or place 
He pleased. Therefore she felt sure His Hand was 
guiding her, and her sole desire was that His Will 
should be done in and by her, and that Christ should 
be magnified in her body, whether by life or death. 

" Her beautiful simplicity of character, her self- 
forgetfulness and unobtrusiveness were remarkable, 
even in early years. 

" Many took notice of the extreme simplicity and 
earnestness with which she spoke at the enormous 
meeting at the Pavilion, Brighton, four years ago, 
when Mrs. Ahok was with her. 

" The interpretation was so clearly spoken, and in 
her usual quiet voice, yet she was heard at the farthest 
end. Many remarked afterwards with what ease she 
interpreted each sentence as Mrs. Ahok spoke. She is 
still remembered in Brighton. 

"One loves to think of her, and to praise God for 
what He accomplished through her, weak in herself, 
yet strong in the LORD" 

I hesitated as to reprinting some of the loving words 
knowing how they both shrank from being praised. 


One of the children said, when shown a letter in 
which his father was highly spoken of, " Father never 
liked to be praised " ; and this was equally true of his 
wife. They had been baptized into the same Spirit 
the Spirit of Jesus Christ. Wherever we find His 
spirit, in man, woman, or child, it is ever humble and 
teachable the spirit of the little child. 

A story is told of the early English Church, when 
first the Bishop of Rome sent a legate to this country. 
Those who had been appointed as the deputation to 
receive him went to seek advice of a " saint," who 
lived apart with God. 

" How shall we know," they questioned, " if he is a 
true servant of God, and sent by Him ? " 

The saint answered : " My children, if you find him 
humble, meek and lowly, like Jesus Christ, then know 
that he has indeed come among us a true messenger 
from God. 

" But if you find him proud and self-conceited, if 
he proudly keeps his seat, and does not rise to his feet 
to receive you, then know that he is no true servant of 
God. For The proud He knoweth afar off. " 

If the Chinese had known of this simple test, I think 
they would have judged that Robert and Louisa 
Stewart were true followers of Jesus Christ. Not their 
own humility, but that of the Christ who lived in them. 
They had both learned that simple yet deep theology- 
revealed by God Himself to the babes ; hidden (solemn 
word !) by God the Father from the wise and prudent- 
contained in the Apostle Paul s simple testimony, " Not 
I, but Christ liveth in me." 


Not only though that they also said " I laboured 
. . . yet not I, but the grace of God was with me," 
but, in true humility, ascribing the very life to Him, 
so that in all things, great and small, it is "Not I, 
but Christ" Simple creed, contained in four words ! 
Beautiful life, dependent on the " root and fatness " of 
the tree ; for if the root be holy, so are the branches ! 

" I am the Vine, ye are the branches," said our 
Saviour Jesus Christ. 

u Abide in Me, and I in you." 

Oh, wonderful love, that cannot be satisfied until 
those who once were lost in sin are not only made 
nigh through the blood of Christ, but brought into 
such union that they share His very Life. 

Only one Life, and that Christ s Life. 

" I no longer live, but Christ liveth in me " (Gal. ii. 
20, R.V., margin). 

Dr. Van Someren Taylor s account of Robert and 
Louisa Stewart, published in The Life of Faith ; and in 
the same paper (a week later) : " Some Recollections of 
Mrs. Stewart," we feel ought to be preserved. Dr. 
Taylor was an intimate friend, and he and Mrs. Taylor 
were fellow-labourers with Mr. and Mrs. Stewart. 


To the readers of The Life of Faith, the names of 
Robert and Louisa Stewart must be well known, and 
now that God has called them home to Himself, and 
their names are added to u the noble army of martyrs," 
a few lines from one who knew them so well may be 
welcome. L 


To some it is given to follow Christ through the 
quiet pasture-field, where all is smooth and pleasant. 
To others it is given to follow the path which lies over 
the rugged rock, covered with briars and brambles : it 
was to such a life God called those who have laid 
down their lives for Him. 

As an honour man of T.C.D., Robert Stewart had 
every prospect of making a name and position in the 
world. But this, together with a luxurious home, he 
gave up to become a poor missionary. 

I remember he told me that a Chinaman once said 
to him, " I know why you have become a missionary/ 
" Why ? " asked Stewart. The Chinaman s reply was 
significant. Forming one hand into the shape of a 
bowl of rice, with the other he worked as if he were 
holding chop-sticks and cramming rice into his mouth, 
meaning thereby, " To obtain food to eat." How well 
do I remember Stewart s comment to me on it ; it was, 
" He little knew." Years afterwards, as I saw him at 
his father s beautiful house in Ireland, I well under 
stood what, from an earthly point of view, it must 
have cost Stewart to go to a foreign field ; but never 
did I hear him speak of "giving up" or "hardship." 
To him a missionary s calling was the noblest calling 
on earth, and he regarded it as a privilege and an 
honour to be engaged in it. 

Soon after he arrived in China he was placed in 
charge of the educational work of the Mission, and 
it was as an educational missionary I knew him. 
Through his efforts funds were raised for a college 
(which was afterwards burnt by a Chinese mob), and 


his whole time was given up to his students and 

It was his wish that they should find in him their 
friend. He was no distant head, a great personage far 
above them. No ; as their equal he strove to know 
each one personally and individually. He endeavoured 
to find out what was the real spiritual life of each one 
what really was their aim in becoming theological 
students. Was it really love to Christ and to their 
fellow-countrymen ; or was it merely to get so many 
dollars out of the Church ? When he felt a man was 
not fitted for the work he did not hesitate to say so, 
though by so doing he knew he was drawing down 
upon himself odium from others. How often have 
I heard him say, " One bad man may do an amount of 
harm that three good ones cannot counteract." He 
was most anxious that only fit and proper men should 
go out as Christian workers amongst their country 
men. On him the glory of large numbers had no 
power. " Better no men than bad men," " Better a 
few good true men than many bad," was always 
before him. 

Another thing that was characteristic of him was, 
that he was always ready to listen to the Chinaman, 
whether he were a student or a poor village Christian. 
No matter what he was doing, no matter how tired he 
was, he would lay down his pen or book, invite his 
guest to be seated, and give himself up to him. No 
wonder that by so doing he won his way to many 
a heart, and got to know the Chinese character well. 
And know it well he did ; and this the Chinamen 


knew too. They were perfectly aware that he was 
not a man to be deceived. 

Another point about him was the great sacredness 
with which he regarded foreign money. He knew 
with what self-denial such money was given at home, 
and therefore he was most careful in the expenditure 
of foreign funds ; and the more so because he felt that, 
if a true native church was to be founded, it was not to 
be founded on foreign money. He was all the more care 
ful of this lest men should be led to offer for Christian 
work with the hope of getting money from the foreigner. 

He realized most fully that, as a Christian mission 
ary, his life as well as his mouth must speak ; that 
what he had to say to others was " Come," not " Go." 
He never instructed a Chinaman to do what he was 
not prepared to do himself; and I know that one 
reason why he stuck to his post to the last was, that 
he might by his presence and example cheer and sup 
port the Christians in their hour of persecution, and 
be found standing at their side ready to bear with 
them whatever might befall ; and " he has laid down 
his life for his sheep." 

How well do I remember how his heart s wish was 
"to be used of God." How he used to end up the grace 
before his meals (which grace was no mere form, but 
a real prayer) with these words, " And use us." To 
be a " vessel fit for his Master s use " was his longing. 

Any one who came in contact with Robert Stewart 
will have experienced that strong personal power 
that he had over others a power that arose from his 
strong yet humble character. One was conscious that 


he was side by side with a man wholly given up to 
God ; and as he grew in years he grew in grace, and 
in greater likeness to Jesus Christ. 

By many a chastisement from a Father s loving 
hand, by the bitter fire of affliction how bitter some 
who knew him intimately were aware he was purified. 
And now that Master, whom he loved so much and 
longed so much to see, has taken him home to Himself. 
He has given him what he longed for, a martyr s crown. 


Though almost seventeen years have elapsed since 
first I met Mrs. Stewart, it seems but as yesterday. 
It was late at night. Following Mr. Stewart, I had 
walked from the Foreign Settlement into the city of 
Foochow. All was new to me. I was tired, and won 
dering wherever I was being taken to All I could 
do was to follow the form of Stewart in front of me. 

Suddenly he stopped and knocked ; quickly the door 
was opened. The darkness was broken by a flood of 
light, and in the midst of the light, surrounded by the 
doorway as a frame, stood Mrs. Stewart, her baby on 
her arm, holding out her hand to welcome us, her 
face beaming with kindness. 

Though we were perfect strangers, she took us to 
her home and to her heart, ever binding us to her and 
to her husband by ties of kindness upon kindness. 
We were always welcome, never in the way. To us 
always her house was our home when in Foochow, 
and it always had a home-like feel about it. 

All her life she had been subject to fearful head- 


aches, which might have debarred her from taking 
up mission work in an energetic manner ; but it by no 
means did so. She threw all her energy into acquiring 
the language and spoke it beautifully, like a native. 

Her first object was to gather around her a few 
native women, whom she might teach to be teachers 
of their fellow-countrywomen, teaching them to read 
and understand their Bibles But Mrs. Stewart by no 
means confined her attention to those who were to be 
paid teachers. She welcomed any women who were 
willing to come (provided she was satisfied that they 
were fit for admission), and taught them, though in 
all probability they would simply return to their own 
homes, there to be unpaid centres of light. She began 
with three, though the number afterwards increased. 

It has been my wife s privilege to have had asso 
ciated with her one of these women, and we can 
testify to the thoroughness of her training. How 
often has she told us, " Mrs. Stewart said so-and-so." 

How well can I recall Mrs. Stewart s patience, for 
bearance, and tact with these women ! How patiently 
she would sit down and listen to their little grievances, 
sympathizing with them, or kindly rebuking where 
necessary ! Calmly and quietly, never losing her 
temper, she would talk with the distressed till their 
angry or ruffled look would vanish, and they would 
go away comforted and quieted. 

This women s work always was regarded as Mrs. 
Stewart s special work. The funds for it came 
chiefly, if not almost entirely, from her friends, and 
through her letters home. 


A Bible-women s house was erected, and the num 
ber of Bible- women greatly increased. Other ladies 
were sent out from England, and now at Foochow, 
Kucheng, Hing-hwa, Sieng-iu, Lo-nguong, we have 
Bible-women s Training Homes, sending out Bible- 
women into the surrounding districts. They are 
worked by foreign ladies of the C.E.Z.M.S and C.M.S. 

Mrs. Stewart fully realized that in training these 
Bible-women one great obstacle was the Chinese 
written character. It was a great task for these 
poor, uneducated women to be taught to learn off 
page after page of Chinese characters, which on their 
return home they might possibly forget. She there 
fore adopted the plan of teaching them the system 
of " Romanized Colloquial," in which Roman letters 
are used to represent the Chinese sounds. And not 
merely was this found useful for teaching them to 
read, but also to write ; so that when the women 
had been trained they might themselves be able to 
correspond with Mrs. Stewart. 

And now we have (thanks to the kind help of the 
British and Foreign Bible Society) the whole of the 
New Testament in Romanized Colloquial ; and I know 
much of the work of seeing it through the press in 
England fell on Mrs. Stewart. 

Those who knew her knew how she had always 
something on hand to extend work amongst the 
women. Her aim was, as she once wrote to me, and 
often said, " We must not rest satisfied till every 
village in China has a Bible-woman in it." 

Energetic as she was as a Christian worker, she 


never forgot she was a wife, a mother, a hostess. 
Always at the side of her husband, she helped him in 
everything. She used often to write letters, and, I think, 
sermons, at his dictation ; and many a weary hour 
she saved her husband by answering letters for him. 

How vividly one can recall that fond, proud look 
with which she regarded him ; and how she under 
stood his every look ! How her own face would 
cloud when she saw him perplexed! And as a 
mother how tenderly she looked after her little ones, 
nursing them through more than one serious illness ! 
With what pride she spoke of her sons at home ! And 
as a hostess, too, she was most kind, always looking 
after every little comfort for those who were her guests. 

I cannot finish this short sketch without emphasiz 
ing how real was the coming of Christ to her, and 
that He was to come soon. It seemed always in her 
thoughts, her calculations " He is coming very soon." 
Whilst it stimulated her to greater energy, it yet 
caused a peaceful calm, a freedom from anxiety, to 
run through all. Like a true hero, she has fallen at 
her post, and the call comes to us all to carry on the 
work that she has left. May each one put to herself 
the question, " Does God call me ? " 


One subject touched upon by Dr. Taylor, and more 
fully brought out in the following letters from Dr. 
Wright (of the Bible Society), and Mr. Stewart s 
letter addressed to him, is the new method of printing 


the Bible in Chinese, called the " Romanized " version 
of the Bible. 

Perhaps I shall be only explaining what everybody 
knows, in saying that the great difficulty in the way 
of the Chinese people learning to read their own 
language is the Chinese character. 

To those who do not already know, let me say, a 
character in Chinese does not mean a letter, but each 
character stands for a word. 

Originally these characters were pictures, and some 
of them were amusing. 

I remember being told that the Chinese way of 
representing " peace," is by a picture of a woman 
being extinguished ! 

But these pictures, amusing or instructive as the 
case may have been, are now mere signs, so like each 
other, and yet different in some small particular, that 
it is very difficult to carry the difference in the 
memory. Yet each one represents a different word, 
so that to read a book, the Bible for example, in 
Chinese, means that you know every character used 
in the book. Of course, the same word recurring, 
you have the same sign, but for each different word 
there is a different sign. 

Now let us fancy these women, who, before com 
ing to the foreign Singsang long (Singsang means 
teacher, long his wife), had never learnt anything 
but to beautify their persons and embroider their tiny 
shoes. Imagine them having to learn these mysterious 
signs ! No wonder their teachers had to tell of sighs 
and tears of discouragement. 


A friend has sent me an old letter, written by dear 
Louisa soon after her arrival in China : 

"Mr. - - is getting on so fast learning the char 
acters ; he has such a good memory. 

"Learning the characters seems to depend purely 
on memory, Even the characters that I think I know 
as well as possible I quite forget, unless I keep going 
over them continually. It is very monotonous work 
too, and it is hard sometimes not to feel quite tired of 
it. The servants begin to understand me, but some 
times the man-cook looks surprised and amused, and 
then I discover that I have been telling him to put 
carrots in the pudding when I thought I was saying 
raisins. And another day, I thought I was assuring 
him that in England we put sugar in our puddings, 
and found out I had said soap instead of sugar. The 
word is the same ; the tone you say it in makes the 
difference. Every syllable has seven tones." 

This letter was written eighteen years ago. 

But the tones were a difficulty to bj overcome by 
the foreigner. 

The characters were a real difficulty to their dear 
native pupils. 

The following letters will further explain the im 
portance of the introduction of the Romanized system 
of writing Chinese. 

As Dr. Wright says : 

Through Mr. Stewart s labours and enthusiasm 
the New Testament was published in Roman char 
acter in the Foochow vernacular." 

The practical difference is that now their pupils (men 


or women) learn to read the New Testament in three 
months, instead of the tedious business of former days. 
We have received the following correspondence from 
the British and Foreign Bible Society : 


146, Queen Victoria Street, London, E.G., 

SIR, August 6, 1895. 

The first letter I opened this morning was from 
the murdered missionary, the Rev. R. W. Stewart, 
and as it shows him peacefully at work for the good 
of his murderers, it will be read with deep interest 
by many. Through Mr. Stewart s labours and enthu 
siasm the New Testament was published in Roman 
character in the Foochow vernacular. The version 
was to a certain extent tentative, but its usefulness is 
now fully established, and Mr. Stewart in his letter 
pleads for the publication of a similar version in 
another vernacular. Your readers will notice how 
earnestly he pleads and I am sure that my Com 
mittee will publish the version as the most effective 
weapon against such awful outbreaks as that which 
has now brought sorrow to so many homes. Mr. 
Stewart was one of the strong men in China, but he 
was gentle and compassionate as well as strong. 
He was surrounded by a band of gentle and devoted 
ladies. On them the blow has fallen. It will be the 
duty of our Government to take measures against 
such barbarous outbreaks, but it is for us to remem 
ber that these misguided Chinamen never knew a God 
who was not as cru^l as themselves, and to redouble 


our efforts that the Gospel of Love may be made a 
power among them. 

I am, Sir, yours faithfully, 


KUCHENG, FOOCHOW, June 24, 1895. 

You are exceedingly kind offering to print more 
for us in Foochovv. Romanized Colloquial has not 
been acknowledged sooner because I was waiting for 
particulars to enable me to make another request on 
behalf of another of our dialects, that spoken through 
a large portion of the great North West Prefecture of 
Kiong-ning. But, before making my petition, I must 
say a word on the success of the system in this dialect. 
I always believed in it, and sixteen years ago stood 
pretty well alone in the matter, and yet I can truly 
say that the success that we are now seeing surpasses 
my expectations. The enclosed memo, has this mo 
ment been handed to me by a Z.M.S. lady, who has 
just come in from the country station of Sa-long, and 
as I myself examined that very class a month ago, I 
can corroborate what she says. My wife yesterday 
had in her Sunday class one of these women, naturally 
distinctly stupid, who for three months had, with the 
others, learned this system. My wife had not seen her 
for three or four months ; she then could not read 
a word of her Bible, but now she held aloft one of 
your New Testaments, and cried, " I can read it all. 1 
can read it all. I am so happy." You have been out 
here yourself, and know something of the difficulty of 
the Chinese characters, and so can understand what 



a wonderful thing this is. I know it has cost your 
Society a great deal of money, but I truly believe it is 
well spent. Well, now, instead of printing more just 
now in our Foochow dialect for we have a good 
quantity still in stock I want to beg on behalf of 
Kiong-ning. They are even worse off than we were, 
for they have no colloquial character, and the Z.M.S. 
five ladies now in the district have, in consultation 
with our C.M.S. men, drawn up a system, as near as 
the dialect will allow, to that adopted by us. They 
(two of them) have also given the last twelve months 
up to translating the New Testament into tHs Roman 
ized Colloquial. This means tremendous .abour, for 
they had not, as we had, a character colloquial for 
guide. They have spared no pains, keeping a special 
Chinese teacher for the purpose, and testing his collo 
quial by trying it with the native women. Fortun 
ately too, one of these ladies, Miss Bryer, is peculiarly 
gifted in language, and speaks herself peculiarly well, 
so that I think you may without fear accept what she 
has done. The manuscript is now almost completed, 
and Miss B. Newcombe, of the C.E.Z.M.S., who has just 
returned Home, could give you further particulars, 
and could well be trusted to revise the proof. I have 
to ask you then if you will comply with their urgent 
request. I trust you will say " Yes." They have had 
a sale of work for the purpose, which realized some 
thing over 300 dols., and this will go to you with some 
other little money given themselves. I know of 
course this will go but a very short way in such an 
undertaking, but it may perhaps do something to- 


wards proving the reality of their belief in its being a 
good work. The number of copies wanted bound at 
once would not be large, for the ladies themselves must 
do all the teaching. I think these numbers would be 
about right: St. John s Gospel, 200 copies; four 
Gospels and Acts together, fifty copies; entire New 
Testaments, TOO copies, and perhaps about the same 
numbers printed but not bound. Perhaps you might 
think these latter numbers too small. It is hard to 
prophesy what the demand will actually be ; it may 
catch hold of the people, and such a number as I have 
given be fa a couple of years exhausted. Miss B. 
Newcombe s address is 12, Peafield Terrace, Black- 
rock, Dublin. Thanking you again with all my heart 
for what you have done for us, 

Believe me, very sincerely yours, 


The Fuh-kien Province is as large as England (not 
including Wales), and far more populous. 

We have told of native Bible-women and catechists, 
of English ladies and missionaries, of schools for chil 
dren ; but what are they among so many ? 

From Dublin a friend writes on behalf of the 
friends of the Irish Church Missions, the Society in 
connection with which Mrs. Stewart worked in her 
youth, and received the training and teaching for 
which her husband often said he felt most grateful. 

The Mission workers and friends had subscribed a 
considerable sum and wished to have a memorial to 
Mr. and Mrs. Stewart. They proposed that the money 


should be given to the Bible Society, for printing the 
Gospel of St. John in the Roman letters. They knew 
this was very near the hearts of the friends whose 
work they wished to help forward. 

They communicated with the Society, and got for 
answer that they would go forward in the good work 
of printing the New Testament in the Kiong-ning 
dialect, without waiting for funds. 

The Dublin Mission friends hope to send sufficient 
money for the Gospel of St. John. The friend who 
writes on bahalf of the others says : " For myself I 
should love to think that the Gospel of St. John was 
being scattered on the hills where little Herbert 
picked his birthday flowers." 

A letter comes to hand to-day where the writer says, 
u When I close my eyes, I can see Mr. Stewart giving 
his interesting descriptions, so earnestly and quietly. 

" I heard him ten years ago, but I shall never forget 
that meeting. 

" I took some notes. Here is one thing he said ; If 
the Chinese held hands, they would make seven circles 
round the earth as great as the equator. 

" Again, If they began to pass a certain point two 
abreast, it would take seventeen and a half years for 
them all to pass. 

Mr. Stewart believed in the necessity of the mis 
sionary being filled with God s Holy Spirit. 

He did not lightly despise heathenism as powerless, 
or idol worship as a mere adoring of stocks and stones. 

Through personal observation and matured thought, 



he believed the Chinese worshipped devils, and he 
knew that when the strong man armed keeps his 
house no one but the stronger than he, the Almighty 
One, can cast him out. 

" It was for this that Jesus died 
On the Cross of Calvary." 

"He was manifested to destroy the works of the 

His way of accomplishing this design is through 
His own people. 

When the disciples asked, " Lord, wilt Thou at this 
time restore the kingdom to Israel?" His answer 
seems to me to be as if He said, " I have finished My 
part. The victory I have gained must be manifested 
through you through you, when you are filled with 
the Spirit. You shall receive power." 

May God raise up a band of God-possessed men 
and women to preach the good tidings to live the 
Christ-life in China. 

A standard bearer has fallen; who will take up the 
colours and carry them on to victory ? 

Robert Stewart speaks to us from the glory, " Fill 
up the ranks." 

Louisa Stewart s life says to us, " Live Christ, and 
others must be blessed." The Chinese Christians 
from Kucheng call to us : 

u Send us teachers. We have lost our spiritual 
father and mother." 

And God says, "Whom shall We send, and who will 
go for Us?" 

Who will say, " Here am I, send me, send me " ? 






I cannot see, with my small human sight, 
Why God should lead this way or that for me ; 
I only know He saith, " Child, follow Me " ; 
But I can trust. 

I know not why my path should be at times 
So straitly hedged, so strangely barred before ; 
I only know God could keep wide the door ; 
But I can trust. 

I often wonder as, with trembling hand, 
I cast the seed along the furrowed ground, 
If ripened fruit for God will there be found ; 
But I can trust. 

I cannot know why suddenly the storm 
Should rage so fiercely round me in its wrath ; 
But this I know, God watches all my path ; 
And I can trust. 

I may not draw aside the mystic veil 
That hides the unknown future from my sight ; 
Nor know if for me waits the dark or light ; 
But I can trust. 

"The house of Jacob shall possess their Possessions." OBADIAII 17. 

POSSESSIONS in China ! Yes. 
Let me tell you how a lady in England 
became heir to a whole village in China. 

1 A favourite hymn of Mrs. Stewart s in 1893, before her last 
journey to China. 



And she is only a specimen of many others who 
have " interest " in that country. 

There was a missionary meeting in the village 
where she lived a lecture on China, illustrated by 
lime-light views. 

Her heart was specially touched when she heard 
about the Bible- women. Then and there she decided 
to give 6 a year for one of them to be her own 
representative in the foreign field. She would learn 
her name and all she could about her work. She 
would pray for her and take an interest in her, and 
help in every way she could. 

How good it is not to let the interest excited at a 
missionary meeting die away ! Something practical 
should follow. 

Mrs. Ahok said at a large meeting, when she saw 
interested faces and sympathetic tears, "I am glad you 
feel for my people who are without God ; but that is 
not enough. Think before you leave your seats what 
you will do for China. We have a Chinese proverb 

" When the stove is hot 
Put in the cakes. " 

A letter soon went to China carrying the good 
news, and an answer was received after some months 
from Mrs. Stewart, saying there was a young woman 
who had finished her training, and she could go out 
to teach school and visit in after hours : she was too 
young to travel about as the Bible-women do. 

Mrs. Stewart suggested in this first letter, that our 
friend, instead of having a Bible-woman only, should 


have a whole village of her own to care for and pray 

Great was her joy. 

The time arrived for sending the 6 for another 
year. Circumstances made it more convenient to 
send 4. What could our friend do ? Must she let 
some one help with her village? She had so loved 
to think that she had a whole village in China to 
be interested in and to pray for. 

Before she had come to any conclusion, she received 
the following letter from Mrs. Stewart, who had 
heard nothing about the matter : 

KUCHENG, January 15, 1895. 

DEAR Miss 

Many thanks for your kind letter and enclosure 
for the woman you so kindly support. The one I 
have chosen for you, as I explained to my sister, is 
practically the same as a Bible-woman, but we do not 
call her so, for she is too young yet, according to 
Chinese ideas of propriety, to travel about as much 
as the regular Bible- women do. However, she is 
doing quite as useful work to my mind, and we are 
truly grateful for your kind help. 

The 6 you send is, however, too much ; 4 is all 
that is needed for the women who teach, as the 
travelling expenses are saved ; however, if you still 
like to send the 6, you will like to feel you are half 
supporting another teacher ! 

Your woman s name I cannot remember just now, 


for we generally call the women by the name of the 
village they come from (one of the curious customs 
in our part of China). Cluk-po is the name of your 
friend s village, and therefore she often goes by that 
title ! I have written to one of our dear lady workers 
who lives at Sa-iong, the place where your woman is 
now working, asking her to kindly write and give 
you some account of her and her work, as she will 
know more about it than I do. 

Sa-iong is a town about a day s journey from this, 
and for some years there seemed little hope of the 
people ever becoming Christians. 

A chapel was opened, but so little interest was 
shown, that after a time, the missionary removed the 
catechist to a more encouraging place ; and Sa-iong 
was left without any one to speak to the poor people 
of the Saviour. 

Time passed on, and about eighteen months ago 
some of the inhabitants began to wish for some one to 
tell them of the true God. 

They heard that in other places people were 
learning to worship Him, and at last a few of them 
came to Mr. Banister, the missionary, who preceded 
Mr. Stewart, asking for a teacher. 

A catechist was sent ; and two of our lady 
workers volunteered to go. They have lived there 
now over a year, and God is wonderfully blessing 
their labours. 

One of them opened a day school for girls, and your 
woman was invited to teach them, and she has done 


so most faithfully. These little girls are not only 
learning to love the Saviour themselves, but act as 
little guides to the missionary ladies, leading them to 
visit their friends and relatives. 

One of these workers tells me there are few houses 
now^ in Sa-iong where she does not find a welcome, 
and many have really giren their hearts to God, 
as far as we can judge. 

One remarkable instance occurred at Sa-iong last 
autumn of the way God honours simple faith. 

There was a terrible fire in the town, and a large 
number of houses were burned to the ground, leaving 
the poor families homeless. 

The people were greatly terrified, seeing the flames 
advancing and no means apparently of arresting their 

In one house, right in their path, was an old Chris 
tian woman. She climbed on the roof, and stretching 
her arms out towards the sky, she cried aloud to Jesus 
to save her. 

Next day it was discovered that though the houses 
all round were burned, hers was untouched. 

This event has much impressed even the heathen, 
and has led the Christians to have more simple faith 
in God. 

One more incident I must relate about Sa-iong, 
for I trust it will lead you to pray even more earnestly 
for the poor women of China. 

Miss Codrington (one of the missionary ladies) has 
a class of women at her own house. 


She takes eight or ten at a time and teaches them 
for three months. 

They then return to their homes. She has good 
hopes that nearly all she has had were really saved. 

Well, one poor young thing had come from a 
distance. Her husband was an opium-smoker. She 
was staying with her father at the time she applied 
for admission to the school. 

She was very bright and intelligent, and Miss 
Codrington quite loved her. 

Suddenly we heard to our sorrow that her wretched 
husband was looking for her, and wanted to sell 

He found her, and appeared at Sa-iong with ten 
men to carry her off. Miss Codrington, of course, had 
no power to refuse, but she made him wait till she 
sent for the girl s father ; and very sadly she had to 
give her up to him. 

The poor girl seemed broken-hearted, but after 
prayer with Miss Codrington she seemed com 

They spent that night in an inn, and next day 
some of the Christians saw the poor girl sitting in 
a sedan-chair, bound hand and foot with ropes. 

She was taken to a village about half-a-day s 
journey off, and there sold, just as you might sell 
an animal ! Poor young thing ! Can you picture her 
misery ? 

Oh ! do pray for the women and girls of China. 
Sad things like this occur constantly. 


Women are simply bought and sold as the men 

Yours, with grateful thanks, 


The 4 was given to the friend who showed the 
limelight views, to be sent through his " Missionary 

He added 2, and so 6 was the sum again sent. 

On Monday, August 5, he received the letter given 

The same morning he read in the newspaper the 
telegraphic news of the translation at Hwasang. 

Here is Mrs. Stewart s letter : 

KUCHENG, June 19, 1895. 


The cheque you so kindly sent for 6 has safely 
reached us, and we are very grateful for it. 4 from 
Miss - - for her native teacher, and 2 from your 
Missionary Fund. 

You do not state what branch of the work you 
wish the 2 given to specially, but I presume it may 
also go to the schools. 

We are glad to have any help just now for these 
schools, for we feel more and more that they are 
perhaps the very best means of evangelizing these 
great dark regions, where there is absolutely no 

Mr. Stewart has just come back from a trip 


through this large district of Kucheng, and he is 
quite delighted with the evident tokens of God s 
blessing on the schools. 

He examined the children on all the leading truths 
of Christianity, and says they answered beautifully, 
better than many Sunday schools at home ! 

Most of these children have heathen homes, and we 
have heard of many instances through the year in 
which the parents and friends have been influenced by 
what the children tell them of what they learn at 

One of our lady missionaries was invited to a 
house a few months ago in a village a long distance 
from here. 

She found the idols had all been put away, ancl 
the whole family were attending the Christian ser 

On asking what had led to their becoming Chris 
tians, they said that a little girl had gone to a day 
school in their village, and every day when she came 
home she repeated the hymns and verses she had 
learned at school. 

At first they all laughed at her, but at last became 
interested, and finally learned to trust in the Saviour 
for themselves. 

This is only one of many similar instances. These 
schools are gradually spreading the knowledge of 
the Saviour in a more successful way than even 

Whenever my husband examines a school, the 


room is packed as full as it can hold with men and 
boys, listening intently all the time, sometimes for two 
or three hours, and they learn a great deal in this 

We are so glad to hear of the success of the 
lantern work, and hope that God will richly bless it. 
We must try and get some new slides for you. 

With many thanks for all your kindness and help, 
and hoping you will continually remember this 
Province in prayer, 

Believe me to be, 

Yours in the Master s Service, 


Some people who cannot themselves go to China 
in the body, can go in spirit through the wonderful 
power of believing prayer. 

Is not this the way in which Ezekiel went to that 
valley where the bones were " very many " and " very 
dry " a very hard case? 

He says, " The hand of the Lord was upon me, and 
He carried me out in the Spirit of the Lord, and set 
me down in the midst of the valley which was full 
of bones." 

This work of intercessory prayer is not to be taken 
up, as our natural wishes might dictate, or our own 
minds decide. 

" Can these bones live ? " 

" O Lord, Thou knowest." 

Ezekiel confesses his own ignorance. 


We know not what to pray for as we ought. 

" Prophesy." " Say to them, Hear the Word of the 

" So I prophesied as I was commanded." 

The bones came together, but there was no breath. 

" Come O breath, breathe upon these slain that they 
may live." 

Ezekiel had simply said what God s Spirit spoke in 

I am sure he did not understand. 

Now God tells him, he had asked and obtained 
blessing upon " the whole house of Israel." 

The Spirit Himself helps our infirmities and makes 
intercession for us. 

" Whosoever shall say to this mountain be removed 
. . . and shall not doubt in his heart, but believes 
that what he saith cometh to pass, he shall have what 
soever he saith" 

" Thou shalt decree a thing and it shall come to 

These promises are all made " to him that believes." 

Another extract from one of Mrs. Stewart s letters 
cannot be omitted: 

" Sometimes R. meets with such interesting 
characters as he goes round the station. 

" One old man lately asked him to send them soon 
a catechist. 

" But, he said, Singang, we don t want a fine 
stuck-up young man, whose voice can t be heard be 
yond the third seat, though he may be full of wisdom 


inside. We want a man who goes about like the night 
watchman. He makes only two sounds : Pok, pok ! 
Pok, pok ! (And the old man got up and went 
marching round the room imitating the way in which 
the watchman strikes his bamboo at night to warn 
the thieves). We want a man to go through the 
villages with a loud voice, saying, Jesus can save ! 
Jesus can save ! 

" Another old fellow said, when R. asked him how 
long he had been a Christian, ( I have known the 
doctrine eight years, but I have known Jesus for six 
years only. 

" Another, when asked how he would tell a heathen 
the way to heaven, said, I would lead him to Jesus. 
Jesus is the ladder to Heaven. " 

Dear Hessie Newcombe, who was bound up in the 
bundle of life with Robert and Louisa Stewart, gives 
a graphic picture of how she went campaigning, ac 
companied by her sister, to " take " Chinese villages 
for Jesus. 

" For He must reign till He has put all enemies 
under His feet." 


The many friends at home who have followed with 
prayerful interest the history of the Fuhkien Mission, 
must have been painfully struck with the fact, that 
while many of the men had turned from idols to 
God, the women, as a body, were almost untouched. 

This state of things is the result of the peculiar 


customs and habits of the Chinese, which make it an 
imperative necessity for women to be reached by 

But now that the country has been opened up by the 
missionaries and catechist, there is an open field for 
the ladies to go in and sow seed ; yea, even to gather 
grain to lay at the Master s feet. 

Perhaps a short account of a recent visit, which my 
sister and I paid to one little lonely spot, will best 
illustrate the truth of this statement. 

It would be hard to find a place more picturesquely 
situated, more utterly out of the world, than the little 
village of Du-ling (Bamboo forest), about fourteen 
miles from this city (Kucheng), which we visited for 
the first time on November 2. The path leading to 
it wound round and round the mountain side ; far 
beneath us the river meandered in and out through 
the wide plain, where many of the fields were still 
laden with golden grain, though some had already 
been shorn of their beauty. 

All around us we were surrounded by the luxuriant 
vegetation of a tropical climate. Groves of graceful 
bamboos, contrasting with the dark pines towering 
above them. Trees of every shade, from deepest 
crimson to the palest golden tinge, lovely clinging 
mosses, ferns and wild flowers, combine to form a 
picture of rare beauty and delight. 

For utter loneliness and wildness, it reminded us 
most of the walk from Keswick to Wastwater, where, 
just as here, we seemed utterly hemmed in by the 


We arrived at the village (built right on the 
mountain side) about i p.m. ; and as there was no 
catechist living there, nor any chapel, the coolies put 
down our chairs just outside the village. 

The first time a thing like this occurs, you do feel 
rather a peculiar sensation, that is, at least if you are 
possessed of those troublesome things called nerves. 
Here you are in a strange place, not knowing exactly 
what to do, or where to go. You cannot ask for one 
particular person by his surname, as probably all the 
inhabitants of the same locality have the same sur 
name ; and in the meantime an inquisitive crowd 
gathers closely round you. 

However, by this time we have got accustomed to 
this sort of thing, and we just ask to be brought to 
some Christian s house. 

One of the women immediately constituted herself 
our guide, and led us at once to the house, a room in 
which was used for a chapel on Sundays. 

Here the women soon gathered in numbers ; and 
after dinner, while Inie and the Bible- woman remained 
outside with the greater number, I took a few into our 
little u Prophet s Chamber," the furniture of which 
was as follows : a bed, consisting of boards laid on two 
forms, and covered with straw ; a table, and one form 
fastened to the wall. I expect Elisha s room had the 
additional attraction of cleanliness, which this cer 
tainly lacked. 

But these things made little impression on me at the 
time. That hour was one of the happiest in my life, 



for there were seeking souls hungry for the u Bread 
of Life." They did not stop me to ask a single one of 
the usual questions as to age, family, etc. 

All they knew, even the most enlightened among 
them, of the Christian doctrine amounted simply to 
this : that there was one great God, who made them 
and heaven and earth and all things, and who wanted 
them to worship Him instead of the idols, which could 
not help them. But, poor people, they were so eager to 
learn more. I can scarcely describe the awe that 
comes over one at such a time ; you feel that God Him 
self is in the midst. I kept praying all the time for the 
right words to be given, and from the first, I think, they 
understood almost every word, repeating it after me. 

How earnestly and attentively they listened, as by 
the help of the little black, red and white card, I tried 
to teach them something of sin, and the Saviour who 
came to save them, and make them holy ! Just as I 
thought they must be getting tired, Inie knocked at the 
door, asking me to come out and play the concertina, 
saying that in the outer room the women had been 
just as eager to listen. I played and sang " Jesus 
loves me " over and over again, and they soon joined 
in. Then Inie asked them a few simple questions, and 
their ready answers showed how the previous lessons 
had been taken in and understood. That evening four 
or five of them learnt Miss Marsh s prayer printed on 
the back of Mrs. Grimke s cards. 

Next morning (Saturday), as our house was up 
above the village, we went down to one of the houses 


below. Here the women gathered in such numbers 
that we had no opportunity for individual talking. 
The noise was sometimes almost deafening, but the 
concertina generally created a lull. It is sometimes 
hard to remember that it is from such sowing times 
are gathered the few earnest ones, who afterwards 
come one by one to learn more. 

One thing which greatly pleased us was the readi 
ness with which those who knew a little themselves 
tried to teach others. 

In the afternoon some of the women came again, 
asking us to teach them, and it certainly is true that 
God does open their understanding. They asked me 
to teach them the Creed, and I was perfectly amazed 
how they took in its meaning. Even when we came 
to the " Communion of Saints," they seemed to see at 
once that as Christians we became as sisters, having 
the one great Father and the one Saviour to talk to 
each other about. 

That evening we had a prayer-meeting in Martha s 
house, as I surnamed her. She certainly was a 
character ! A middle-aged woman, with a fat, good- 
humoured face, possessed of ceaseless energy, both of 
hands and tongue. The former she fortunately used 
in the unusual business of keeping her house clean, as 
well as in dragging women by main force to listen, 
and then preparing all kinds of dainties, which she 
heaped upon both willing and unwilling guests. Her 
words poured forth like torrents. We always felt 
thankful if we could just catch the drift of the long 


oration. Yet she was so eager to learn, and "to get 
others to learn : we felt she was, indeed, a friend, and 
yet one of those who give you a slightly uneasy feel 
ing, as you are not quite sure what extraordinary 
thing she may do next. 

But this village has also its Mary. How we were 
drawn together those few days ! A quiet, grave young 
woman, so gentle and earnest, who seemed to drink in 
every word, and think it all over in her own mind. I 
expect much from her influence in the future. 

On Sunday a great many came over from the ad 
joining village, where, as yet, there are neither 
Christians nor enquirers. But we are praying that 
the light which cannot be hid may soon spread to 
them also. One woman listened very attentively, and 
said she would come again. We visited the village in 
the afternoon. At first it seemed useless to try and 
talk to such a crowd as had assembled, but Inie at last 
gained the attention of a few. She noticed the fixed 
gaze of one young opium-smoker in the background, 
and it was very interesting to find the same young 
man coming and spending the whole of the next morn 
ing with one of the Christians. 

On Monday afternoon I went dow T n with the Bible- 
woman to Martha s house. At this time of the year 
the women are very busy drying and sunning their 
rice, so that it is hard to get them together, but Mary 
and one or two others came up. Martha did not at 
first appear, and I soon found to my cost that she was 
on hospitality intent, as in about half an hour she 


appeared, triumphantly carrying some soft, red cakes, 
that looked like soap, but were really made of rice 
cooked in oil. Out of common politeness, of course, I 
had to eat a little. 

That hour I did enjoy so much. The Bible- woman 
read and expounded from our little catechism on the 
" Life of our Lord," and I found out the references in 
the Bible, Mary reading them after me. When we 
came to the history of our Lord s sufferings I read it 
straight from the Bible. Never before had it all 
seemed so real to myself as then, when I saw how they 
felt it. Mary shuddered all over when it came to the 
crown of thorns, the spitting and the scourging, and 
she said over and over again, " And He suffered it all 
willingly for us ! Truly we should love Him and try 
to please Him." 

When I asked her would she not try and tell others 
the good news, she said so earnestly that indeed she 

Now, dear friends, why have I written all this? 
First of all, because I do want you so much to pray 
earnestly, perseveringly, believingly, for these young 
Du-ling Christians. 

You can have no idea of the awful temptations and 
difficulties by which they are surrounded. Satan s 
power is tremendous in this land, but our God is strong 
to deliver. Oh, do pray for them. " Satan to Jesus 
must bow." 

Then I do want you to pray that the eagerness to 
learn may soon be the rule, not, as now, the exception. 
This is the Holy Spirit s work. 


" Pray louder, pray longer, for the great gift of fire 
To come down on these hearts with its whirlwinds of grace." 

The Master came to seek and to save the lost. Dear 
sisters, ask yourselves, are you, as He was, seeking 
the lost ? Surely if any are the lost ones it is these 
poor women, led captive by Satan at his will. 

Oh ! for hearts laid low at the Master s feet ! Oh, 
for burnt lips which will only cry, " Lord, what wilt 
Thou have me to do! " Then soon, very soon, our 
King, Jesus, would reign triumphantly in this land. 


In a later letter Miss Newcombe writes : 

u . . . The time at Du-ling was most remarkable. 
I think there is quite a revival there. One felt so 
completely in the hands of the Spirit, so utterly taken 
out of oneself, only a mere instrument. . . ." 

The following extracts from the journals of Miss 
Newcombe and Miss Clara Bradshaw (now Mrs. E. C. 
Millard) give interesting descriptions of travelling in 
China, and bring before our minds in a forcible manner 
the great need of workers in this vineyard of the 
Lord :- 

" We left Foochow early on Tuesday morning, and in 
about four hours we reached Kuang-tau, and climbing 
over the side of the launch, found ourselves in a 
sanpan which took us to shore. Our cook hired native 
chairs for us, made as light as possible for mountain 
climbing, with bamboo seats and poles, and a covering 
of matting. 


" We only stopped once on the road to Leing-kong 
city, and arrived there towards evening. It is a lovely 
place, and from the little room we slept in we could 
get on to the roof outside, looking over the river and 
long bridge made of such huge pieces of granite 
stone, some little houses stuck up on the end of it, and 
grand ranges of mountains with such jagged edges on 
the opposite side. 

" We rested for a while, and then thought we would 
go out and look about. We found ourselves in a street, 
and stopping to ask some women had they eaten their 
rice yet? conversation commenced ; we soon had quite 
a crowd, and I believe some were really listening, and 
trying to take in what seems so hard for them to un 
derstand, how Jesus loves them, and wants to save them. 

u We came in and enjoyed our meal of fish and rice, 
and being tired, thought of going to bed, when the 
door opened, and in came a number of women to be 
talked to. They remained till quite late, but we were 
very glad of the opportunity, and hope to stay some 
nights there when on our way back to Foochow T . 

" Next morning on we went, through most lovely 
scenery, and in the evening reached Lo-nguong. 

u Next day and the day following were very wet, such 
rain as I think I never saw at home. We had time for 
rest, and waiting on Him to renew our strength and 
give us wisdom in all things. 

" As I was writing, in came a message to say some 
one had come to lead us to a house where they wanted 
to hear the Doctrine. 1 So we went, and there stayed 


till the evening with such crowds ; they listened won 
derfully well, and five or six women seemed to take in 
the message. 

" On Saturday morning the weather cleared a little, 
and we went to a village where there are some Christian 
women; we had our midday meal in one of their 
houses, and such a feast was prepared for us ! But we 
could not satisfy them, however much we swallowed. 
They having fed our bodies, it was time for us to feed 
their souls, and yet it scarcely seemed like feeding 
their souls, for oh ! the black darkness of those minds ! 
Poor people ! I do think if you in England could only 
realize the need of workers, surely more would come. 

" I remember at home parishioners were not satisfied 
if a clergyman s visit was not paid at each house at 
least once a year ; I wonder how they would like 
instead to have the city of Dublin only receive one visit 
in the year ? So it is with many of the places here, 
where there are a few Christians ; the Missionary can 
only pay one visit to the place and have a general 
meeting, sometimes not as often as once a year. And 
then think of the numbers of heathen cities and villages 
that as yet have never been visited. 

" From the little window of our room here we see a 
very high hill ; a long steep path of stone steps goes 
right over the mountain, and since we arrived I have 
not seen the long line of people passing up and down 
those steps cease. It seems an endless stream of im 
mortal souls. Nearly all of them are burden-bearers 
carrying loads, and as I see them I think of the way 


their bodies and souls are weighed down, the slaves of 
Satan ; my heart goes out in prayer for them, and I 
plead with the King to send forth no, thrust forth 
some of His soldiers to free those slaves of Satan 
fast bound in misery and iron. They pass before our 
eyes, and we know we shall never see them again 
until they pass by the Great White Throne. Can you 
imagine how we pray for them ? 

" Sunday was another pouring wet day. That night 
we had special prayer to know how to get better at the 
people, and I think the prayer was speedily answered. 
Next day we went out visiting quite early in the 
morning, but could not move beyond one house, for 
there we had such numbers to speak to. It is difficult 
to know what to do with the men, for if they come the 
women won t, so in this house we had them all turned 
out. In a few minutes I looked up arid saw the same 
congregation of men assembled on the top of the roof 
of the next house, looking right in on us. 

" One dear old woman with white hair seemed greatly 
impressed, but Satan was as busy as ever, and when 
we pressed her to leave her idols and come to God, she 
vanished in a second out of the room. Satan so often 
seems to do that; sometimes the whole crowd of 
listeners suddenly jump up, and in a moment disappear, 
and one cannot get them back again. 

" We returned to the city for our midday meal, and 
then started again to a house at some distance, where 
they received us gladly. Here I counted fifty 
women listening, and the large doorway was quite 


crowded up by men, so that soon we wondered where 
we should get air to breathe, much less room to move. 
A woman and a girl beside me were so interested, and 
asked me to repeat anything they did not understand. 

" Next day we started early for a village a good way 
off, and walked there. Such numbers of villages we 
passed by, where the people all came out to look at 
us ! How we longed to stop at all these places, but 
we knew we must not; at some we promised to go 
another time. At last we reached the village we 
were seeking ; there we found a Christian woman, 
and in her tiny hut sat down on stools; very soon 
this little house was quite too full, and we had to 
disperse the crowd, which not only filled the house, 
but the narrow street outside, by promising them 
we would meet them in a larger place (the Bible- 
woman explaining to them where), and tell them the 
Doctrine. As we were doing this tea was brought, 
and also eggs and chopsticks, which we ate, and then 
continued talking, But I don t feel I can give you any 
idea of the crowd, or how they pressed on us, not to 
mention pigs, etc. We went on as long as we could, 
and then had to push our way through for fresh air. 

" We spent the night in the house of a Christian 
widow such a nice bright little woman. She had 
been the wife of a catechist, and could read St. 
Matthew and St. Mark, so every morning and evening 
she holds prayers in her house for the villagers, a 
most remarkable thing for a woman in China to do, 
but as she could only read these two Gospels, the 
people never heard any of the rest of the Bible. 1 


From Lo-nguong city Miss Newcombe and Miss 
Bradshaw, accompanied by Seng-lai, the wife of the 
Chinese clergyman, made a tour round the Mission 
Stations to the west of the city, which they thus 
describe : 

" Monday. Started from Lo-nguong early, in chairs. 
Got along slowly ; roads bad after rain. Went nine 
miles by eleven o clock, which brought us to the vil 
lage of Heng-long. While the people of the house 
were cooking rice for us, we had a splendid oppor 
tunity of delivering our message. First we invited the 
women into our little bedroom, but it was soon filled 
to suffocation, and there were more coming, so the 
catechist suggested the little chapel, which was airy 
and large, and opened on to the street. We went in, 
and in two minutes it was packed. There must have 
been considerably over 100 people, men and women, 
in it. We got on the raised platform, and had a good 
talk with them about John iii. 16, finding out by ques 
tions that some were following what was said. 

" After dinner we started for O-iong in pours of rain. 
It was nine miles all uphill, and at times so steep that 
we got out and walked, to ease the burden for the poor 
coolies. We reached our destination a little after four 
o clock, the rain still pouring, in spite of which the 
little upstairs room we were shown into soon was 
densely packed with women. 

" Only one European lady had ever passed through 
this part of the country before, so our arrival every 
where created intense excitement. We could do but 


little talking, as we were so tired, and the people 
so packed, that they were continually getting on the 
top of each other, or, worse still, on the top of some 
poor little three or four-year-old, too small to be seen, 
this causing a serious commotion. We tried singing 
Jesus loves me to quiet them down, and were rather 
surprised at its effect ; they were evidently frightened, 
for they made a rush for the door, tumbling over each 
other in their hurry to get out, and we had some 
difficulty in persuading them that there was nothing 
to fear. 

" Tuesday. Before we were up this morning, from 
sounds going on downstairs we knew people were 
waiting to see us, and it was with great difficulty we 
kept our room free from visitors till our dressing was 
finished. Breakfast over, we came out into the hall, 
and did our best to speak to the people. I never saw 
such a sight, a great mass of people swaying back 
wards and forwards. We tried again and again to 
get a hearing, but it seemed hopeless, so we made for 
a door at the back of the hall, and, standing there, let 
none but women pass; in they filed, till every inch was 
filled, and they were standing out in the yard beyond. 
We had a really good time, some women listening 
most attentively as we went through the Wordless 
Book, and showing by tfreir answers they had taken 
in what we were saying. By twelve o clock we were 
nearly exhausted, and fortunately the women wanted 
to go home to dinner, so we escaped by a back way, 
and got to our room unnoticed, barred the door, and 
had a good rest. 


" We had determined after dinner to have first a 
quiet time with the Christian women before meeting 
the crowds again. They lived at some distance, and it 
was a pouring wet day, which accounted for the fact 
that, while we had crowds of heathen from the village, 
we had not seen the Christians before. There were 
seven or eight baptized women, and one woman and 
her daughter wishing for baptism. We began by 
asking them each how long they had been Christians, 
what they had worshipped before; and then, which 
was best, the idols, or God ; and why God was best. 

" They did not seem to understand this way of 
putting the question, so we asked, ( All the years you 
worshipped idols, what did you get from them ? They 
confessed, * Nothing at all. And all the years you 
have worshipped God, what have you had from 
Him ? We got some nice answers ; one woman said, 
she day by day received the Holy Spirit s help, both 
for what she did, and for what she said. Another 
said, the Holy Spirit daily helped her to do right. A 
third said, she had obtained forgiveness. We then 
had a little talk about prayer, and tried to encourage 
those who were still but beginning to worship to pray 
in their own words to God, words they themselves 
understood, for what they really wanted. We closed 
with a pra} 7 er-meeting, in which all joined, prayers 
short and to the point, and we felt thankful for this 
evidence that the message had been received. Some 
had evidently prayed aloud for the first time. 

"Our little meeting over, we arranged with the 


catechist s wife, who had been at the Foochow 
Women s School for nearly two years, to have a 
special meeting for the women, before the ordinary 
Church Service on Sunday. After a short rest, we 
had to go down once more, to find another crowd of 
men and women waiting for us. But this time we 
had a really good opportunity. The Spirit was 
evidently present in power, compelling them to listen, 
and convincing them. Several were solemnized, who 
at first had lightly said that they knew the ( Doctrine, 
and had heard it all before. At last, when we went 
upstairs, after a few closing words entreating them 
not to despise God s message, there was evidently a 
prolonged conversation with the catechist before some 
of them returned home. 

" Wednesday. Early after breakfast we started for 
Cai-tau, a village three miles off, where we heard 
there were six or seven Christian women. On getting 
there, however, we found not one of them had been 
baptized, or indeed knew anything about God or Christ 
at all. It was very sad ; they called themselves 
Christians, and were so, just in so far as they did not 
worship idols, but no further. We asked the reason, 
and were told, that being three or four miles from the 
nearest Church, they could not possibly, on their 
bound feet, walk there over that rough hilly road; 
and we felt this was true, as with our large feet and 
good sound boots, we had felt quite tired out, after 
walking over that morning. 

" One of these women is a catechist s wife. We 


spoke to him and asked him how it was. He said, 
( She is a woman ; women are too stupid and dull to 
take in anything ! You may feel inclined to blame 
///;;/, but I feel inclined to blame ourselves, their 
Christian sisters at home and abroad, who have done 
so little towards bringing them that Gospel of Salva 
tion, which we ourselves prize so dearly ! 

" That night was spent at Ching-kang, and the next 
morning in talking with heathen women, who came 
en masse They had never before seen a foreign 
lady, or heard the Doctrine. / 

" Thursday. long-tau. We had a very hot time 
in the sun. The path was one long ascent; I don t 
think I had ever been up such a perpendicularly steep 
ascent. We arrived about two o clock feeling very 
tired and very hot. . . . It is now evening ; we 
have had the people pressing round us the whole 
afternoon, and now I am afraid I sympathize with the 
disciples, when they asked for the multitudes to be 
sent away. 

" Friday. Lau-iong. Last night we had the most 
tremendous thunderstorm I ever heard. The lightning 
followed, flash after flash in quick succession, and the 
peals of thunder, rolling and roaring on the top of 
each other incessantly, sounded exactly as if great 
rocks were being smashed in pieces. Then the rain 
commenced, and went on getting heavier and heavier. 
I could not have imagined rain falling could have 
made such a noise. 

" After breakfast we started in chairs, which we were 


thankful to obtain, for we were tired. We had thought 
yesterday that we had gone as high as roads could 
carry us, but we still found ourselves going up step by 
step, till at last valleys and depths were quite lost to 
sight, and nothing was to be seen around us but a wavy 
billowy sea of mountain tops. It was bitterly cold, 
and the rain poured, but we reached this in good time, 
and have had a really delightful time downstairs, the 
people listening splendidly ; and though the room was 
full, and a large crowd of men were standing at the 
door, there was perfect quiet, while we told the Story 
of the Cross from the Wordless Book. We were so 
very thankful for the women who had never heard 
before. At first they seemed unable to take in any 
thing, but before we left some had certainly got hold 
of the main points. Oh ! when will our English sisters 
take compassion on these lost sheep, and come to seek 
and save them? " 

Saturday and Sunday were spent at A-chia, where 
there was not much to encourage, and on Monday they 
travelled through magnificent scenery to Uongpuang, 
which was reached about midday. They write : 

" The crowds here were gathered to meet us, and we 
are in a nice clean little loft, outside the house, with a 
ladder to get up to it. We had a little gathering of 
Christians this afternoon. It was very fine. They told 
us how they had become Christians, and what two 
said struck me very much. They had heard of out- 
God, but had not believed, until one had got very ill, 
and prayed our God to make her well, which He did, 


and both women believed on Him, and have wor 
shipped Him ever since. Afterwards we went to the 
heathen, and tried to tell them the way of salvation. 

" We left Uong-puang early next morning as soon as 
our last entreaties to the people to believe in Jesus 
were ended, and reached Sioh-piek about noon." 

A day, fully occupied up to twelve o clock at night, 
was spent at Sioh-piek, and the following day the 
ladies returned to their starting point, the city of Lo- 
nguong. They write : 

" We came back here with hearts overflowing to 
God, with thanks for all His mercies and goodness to 
us, in this our first tour in this district. How won 
derfully He has kept us, and has, I believe, given us 
confidence and faith, to expect the greater things, 
throughout this whole vast Province. 

" On coming back here, the first news we heard at 
the gate was, that in one of the houses we had been 
visiting, the old woman with whom we had pleaded 
so especially, but who had run away when pressed to 
decide, had passed into eternity. Oh ! time is short, 
soon the chance of writing home and asking you to 
come and help, in prayer and every way you can, will 
be over. The fields here are truly white unto harvest, 
the labourers are few. Pray ye, Come ye, and 
share with us in the glory of the Harvest Home. 

" For your Father s sake, who loves these lost ones, 
for Jesus sake, who died for them, be up and doing. 
Come ; souls are dying without having heard of life. 
Is it your fault? Why are you not out among the 



heathen, telling them the good news that has flooded 
your own soul with light and joy ? 

"When I hear, as I do in letters from the Homeland, 
of Gospel meetings, at one of which there are three or 
four Christian workers if it is a small meeting, and 
far more if a large one, I do feel jealous. Did Christ 
not die for China ? Are these Chinese sisters less dear 
to Christ than our English or Irish ones, that for 
one who will go to the heathen, there are hundreds to 
speak to the people at home ? If you but offer to the 
Lord that which costs you nothing, think you He will 
accept it at your hand ? Your staying at home is 
withholding blessing, alike on the work you cling to 
so closely, as well as on the neglected field you are 
leaving untilled. 

" God is with us for our Captain. Come ye to the 
help of the Lord against the mighty. " 

On their return to headquarters they write : 

"Back again in civilization, knives, forks, spoons, 
etc., and wishing to be out of it, and back again to 
the chopsticks of these last happy weeks. 

" Our first visit to Lo-nguong is over, and with it 
our first attempt for any lengthened period to live on 
native food, and we have seldom felt in better health. 
We mention this, as it seems God s seal of approval 
on this effort to bridge over the chasm between us 
and the people. Anything that brings us nearer to 
them, and makes us more like one of themselves, is 
well worth doing for Jesus sake, who, when He came 
to save us, became of one bone and flesh with us, 
and was not ashamed to call us brethren. " 



"I the Lord thy God will hold thy right hand, saying unto 
thee, Fear not ; I will help thee." ISAIAH xli. 13. 



Hold Thou my hand ! so weak I am and helpless, 
I dare not take one step without Thy aid ; 

Hold Thou my hand ! for then, O loving Saviour, 
No dread of ill shall make my soul afraid. 

Hold Thou my hand ! and closer, closer draw me 
To Thy dear self my hope, my joy, my all ; 

Hold Thou my hand, lest haply I should wander ; 
And, missing Thee, my trembling feet should fall. 

Hold Thou my hand ! the way is dark before me 

Without the sunlight of Thy face divine ; 
But when by faith I catch its radiant glory, 

What heights of joy, what rapturous songs are mine ! 

Hold Thou my hand ! that when I reach the margin 
Of that lone river Thou didst cross for me, 

A heavenly light may flash along its waters, 
And every wave like crystal bright shall be. 

IT seemed touching to receive letters from them in 
September, written in July when they were so 
peacefully resting in their mountain retreat from the 
heat of the plains. 

Mr. and Mrs. Stewart, with five children, and Lena, 
the nurse (whose history forms the last chapter of 
this book) ; Miss Nellie and Miss Maud Saunders 


(called Topsy for a pet name) staying with them, 
occupying what last year was the nursery, a new 
nursery having been added to the cottage this year, 
" made of clay which had hardened in the sun." 

These dear girls, Nellie and Topsy Saunders, were 
quite young, not much over twenty years of age 
either of them. 

Mr. Eugene Stock writes in the Gleaner of Sep 
tember, 1895: 

" Of my dear young friends, Harriette Elinor Saun 
ders (Nellie), and Elizabeth Maud Saunders (Topsy), 
I must speak personally. They were the firstfruits 
of our Australian visit. 

" They had given themselves wholly to the Lord 
for His service during Mr. George Grubb s mission 
some months before, and on the very evening of our 
landing, Sunday, April 24, 1892, they responded to 
Mr. Stewart s first sermon by an enquiry about going 
to China. They were the two children of a widowed 
mother, and the plan was that all three should go 
together. . . . They proposed to go as honorary 
missionaries. . . . Financial failures took away 
almost all their property, and when the Victoria 
Association (of the C.M.S.) proposed to send all three 
out upon its funds, the dear mother said her girls 
should go, but she would stop until she could realize 
what was left, and then follow at her own charges. 

" But the two years that have since elapsed have 
not brought the necessary means to her ; and 


Some weeks passed by, and in a private letter Mr. 
Stock again mentions Mrs. Saunders. 

" I have heard from Australia. All Melbourne went 
into mourning ; services were held in the churches. 
Mrs. Saunders is triumphant." 

If she did not " realize " the money she expected, 
she realized in the hour of need what strong consola 
tion God is to them who put their trust in Him. 

When we read the words, " Mrs. Saunders is 
triumphant," how we praise God her God and our 

There is no separation to those who dwell in God ; 
and so we in this hemisphere clasped her hand in 
that hemisphere ; and though the natural mother s 
heart in Nellie and Topsy Saunders mother, and in 
Louisa Stewart s mother, must have been pierced, yet 
together their voices ascended in praise to Him who 
doeth all things well: 

No murmuring spoiled the melody, no useless re 
grets dimmed the glory of the martyr s crown. 

Annie Gordon too was among the firstfruits of 
Australia unto God, willingly obeying the call to a 
missionary s life. 

Elsie Marshall and Lucy Stewart had gone from 
happy English homes; both, I think, had heard the 
call to China through Mr. Stewart s preaching. 

Last, but not least, of this " noble army of martyrs," 
comes dear Hessie Newcombe. 

She and her elder sister were the pioneer mission 
aries in this woman s work for women in China. 


Slight and delicate-looking, she endured hardship 
as a good servant of Jesus Christ. She really "took 
pleasure " in what, naturally speaking, would have 
been great trials. 

Many entries in her journal show how lightly she 
esteemed her own discomfort. 

When travelling with a native Bible-woman, her 
self in Chinese dress, sleeping sometimes in a temple, 
sometimes in an inn, one night she did not get 
continuous sleep. The rats running over her face 
woke her up, but she soon went to sleep again. 

Robert Stewart has more than once said of her and 
her sister missionaries : 

" You could not find more devoted and successful 
missionaries, I feel sure, anywhere." And he was 
not a man who spoke carelessly or at random. He 
meant what he said. 

Words are poor and cold, when we try to tell of 
such lives, truly lived in the secret place of the Most 

From personal acquaintanceship with dear Hessie 
I can say, she lived the Christ-life. He lived in her, 
He filled her being, He looked through her eyes, He 
spoke in and through her.. Not only in China has she 
been used of God, but in her own native Ireland 
many rise up and call her blessed. In England her 
life and words have left a sweet savour of Christ 
wherever she has been. 

Mrs. Stewart s letters tell of the two houses, and 
how Nellie and Topsy Saunders were under their 


own roof, and next door those already mentioned, 
with Miss Codrington (the " Flora" of Miss Tolley s 
journal), the Elisha who remains to us (together 
with Mr. Stewart s three children) to carry on the 
work in the spirit of Elijah, or rather to show that 
the "Lord God of Elijah" is still on earth, that 
He still dwells with " him who is of a contrite and 
humble spirit." 

Rev. W. H. S. Phillips, a brother missionary and a 
brother beloved in the Lord, " sleeping in a house 
five minutes walk off, though spending most of the 
day with the Stewarts " (I quote from his own letter), 
also left behind, completes the list of this happy 
family ot missionaries. The mountains round Ku- 
cheng having become literally to some of them u the 
land of Beulah." 

Mr. Stewart, writing to one of his relations not long 
before his last leave-taking, said: " It seems like a kind 
of dying, this going away ; but He holds our hands, 
and the hands of the loved ones we leave behind, and 
so it is all well. 

" God holds the key of all unknown, and I am glad : 
If other hands should hold the key, or if He trusted it to me, 

I might be sad. " 

" He holds our hands " is an allusion to the hymn 
at the beginning of this chapter, a great favourite 
with him. 

He sang it with his children every morning at 
prayers that last summer he had them all round him 
for a bright, brief holiday in North Wales. 


But let no one think he went sadly. No, he (and 
she too) " loved " to be with the children, when that 
was " His sweet will"; and equally loved to go to 
China when His voice called them ; the secret being 
this: they loved God, and knew He loved them, 
with a real, tender, sympathizing love ; and so they 
knew His will could be nothing but good to them, 
their children, and every one concerned. 

" 111 that He blesses is our good, 

And unblest good is ill : 
And all is right that seems most wrong, 
If it be His sweet will." 

I believe both Robert and Louisa Stewart had 
passed through real death death to the self-life. 

When God through the Spirit spoke those words in 
their inmost hearts, "Ye are dead," they believed 
God, and they passed through the experience de 
scribed in Hebrews iv. 12, the dividing of soul and 
spirit a very real death. 

I remember how she spoke to me about this subject 
when I stayed with her in Bedford too sacred to 
repeat even now. 

" A sword shall pass through thine own soul 

"My soul is even as a weaned child." "Knowing 
this, that our old man (self) was crucified with Him." 
These, and other precious words given by God, were 
passed on by her to me. She said she found trials 
were so different now to what they had been, because 
now there was no rebellion, no questioning. She had 


learned to count it all joy, when she fell into divers 

I remember how she said, her face all aglow, as it 
always was when she spoke of China, " I do not quite 
understand, but I believe our death means life to the 

I said, " Is not that what the Apostle Paul meant 
when he said, * death worketh in us and life in 
you ? " 

She said, with her accustomed humility, " I will ask 
God to teach me." 

We knelt and prayed, asking for that teaching, or 
rather that Teacher, who is never asked for in vain. 
I remembered afterwards that she had pleaded this 
verse in prayer, asking that death in them bringing 
life to the Chinese might be made by God a practical 
experience in herself and her husband. He was then 
in Australia on a missionary tour with Mr. Stock. 

After his return I was at Bedford again. One of 
the first things he said to me was, that while he was 
far away that verse had come to him with great 
power and new light ; and he remarked, " It makes 
one love the thought of death, now that we know it 
means life to the Chinese." 

Yes : " If it die," said the Master, " it bringeth 
forth much fruit." 

Words spoken first of Himself, and then of every 
one of His true followers. True to-day. This " fruit," 
though possibly found "after many days," is certain ; 
it cannot fail. 


He passed through the experience first, He asks us 
to follow. 

He knew that if we would wear the crown, we 
must take up the cross (death to the self-life) and 
follow Him. 

" And " (rich reward) " where I am there shall also 
My servant be." 

" Whosoever liveth and belie veth in Me shall never 
die. Belie vest thou this ? " 

" Yea, Lord," we answer. And so we know our 
loved ones did not see death. They entered into the 
life that is life indeed. 

William Dell, preaching before Oliver Cromwell, 
said : 

" This crucified flesh only is able to endure the will 
of God and to suffer for His Name. For till the flesh 
be crucified with Christ, and killed by the Word, it 
will suffer nothing for God, but will by all possible 
means avoid the cross ; but when it is truly crucified, 
it will endure the greatest evils that can be inflicted 
on it, either by men or devils, or by the Lord Himself, 
and that with much willingness and cheerfulness. 
. . . And as this crucified flesh will suffer any 
thing for God, so it will suffer it aright . . . first, 
in obedience to God ; . . . secondly, in meekness 
and patience as Christ ; . . . and thirdly, in love, 
and that to the very persecutors, so as to pity them 
and pray for them. This is a glorious suffering in 
deed, and no flesh can suffer thus but this crucified 
flesh . . . As it is able to suffer all things, so 


also it is able to overcome all things . . . It is 
quickened with Christ to overcome all things. . . . 

" That flesh which is crucified by the Word and the 
Spirit is thereby made superior to all things in that 
exaltation and might which the Word and Spirit com 
municate to it." 

The following letters from Louisa Stewart, dated 
July 6 and July 19, 1895, both written from Hwasang, 
and received by us at Peel, the first on August 
30, the second on September 6, spoke to us of trust 
and peace and earthly quiet. They seemed to say 
to us too, " We are happier now than you can picture ; 
the veil of the flesh has been manifestly rent, from top 
to bottom. Do you wish us back again ? " 

The description in the first of these letters of the 
walk up the hill, in the night, was used by God 
greatly to comfort Mrs. Stewart s mother. 

At night, before she slept, yet not fully awake, 
came the words with heavenly sweetness, " He set 
His face as a flint to go to Jerusalem." And these 
thoughts came unbidden. " This was repeated in that 
walk to Hwasang. It was the Christ Himself who 
once more set His face as a flint to go up to the 
place of suffering. He knew, though they did not, 
what lay before them. And knowing it all, He upheld 
them by the right hand of His righteousness, He held 
their right hands, as He had promised, and He guided 
them. He carried them to the cottage home at Hwa 

"Once more He rejoiced in His Father s will, even 


though it meant suffering to His precious children, 
even as He had said, Not My will, but Thine be done, 1 
when it meant for Him the cross and the grave." 

One, to whom she told of the comfort " wherewith 
she had been comforted of God," gave her a copy of 
the following beautiful lines by Christina Rossetti : 

" Up Thy hill of sorrows, 

Thou, all alone, 
Jesus, man s Redeemer, 

Climbing to a throne. 
Through the world triumphant, 

Through the Church in pain, 
Who think to look upon Thee 

No more again. 

Upon my hill of sorrows, 

I, Lord, with Thee, 
Cheered, upheld, yea carried, 

If a need should be. 
Cheered, upheld, yea, carried, 

Never left alone, 
Carried in Thy heart of hearts 

To a throne." 

Extract from Mrs. Stewart s letter, received by us 
August 30 : 

"HWASANG, July 6. 

" You will see by the heading of my letter that we 
are again established in our summer quarters. The 
children and Lena went up about a fortnight before 
we did, as the heat was very great at Kucheng, and 
we could not leave till the work closed for the 

" Monday, Topsy Saunders came from her country 


station. Tuesday we packed up, and in the afternoon 
she and I went to pay Dr. Gregory a visit. . . . 

"Next day, Wednesday, we got up early to send 
off our loads before the sun got very hot, and we 
arranged that our chair-coolies should come for us 
after dinner, as we should then reach the mountains 
in the cool of the day. We had our dinner, and then 
the cook with the few remaining things started off, 
and we patiently waited for the coolies. No one 
appeared. We sent a man to inquire. The answer 
came back that they could not go that day, but would 
arrive at day dawn. What was to be done ? . . . 
We held a council of war, and decided to walk all the 
way, twelve miles. We could not start till the day 
began to cool, but as there was a moon it did not 
matter. The first part of our walk was very flat, and 
led along by the bed of the river, and just as it was 
getting dusk, we reached the foot of the mountain. 
. . . The moon soon rose, and we had quite light 
enough to see our way, and it was so beautifully cool 
and the mountain air so fresh we did not get very 
tired. The last piece is a very steep pull, and we sat 
down to rest before attempting it. We were met there 
by a man with a lantern, who had come from the 
house to meet us. We got in about ten o clock and 
found the little girls still up watching for us. Hessie 
Newcombe and Lucy Stewart were also looking out 
for us, so we had a good welcome. . . . 

" It has been rather wet since we came up, so we 
have not been able to go out much, but it is such a 


change from Kucheng ; we can actually have a 
blanket on at night and enjoy it ! We had a new 
room built on to the house this year, which is a great 
improvement. It makes a fine big nursery, and the 
former little nursery we have given to Nellie and 
Topsy Saunders, so we have a large family ! 

" In the Z.M.S. house next door we have Hessie 
Newcombe, Flora Codrington, Lucy Stewart ; and two 
others are coming shortly, Elsie Marshall and Annie 
Gordon. We hope to have some good times together, 
specially during Keswick week." (Then come many 
interesting little details, stories of the children, 

" This letter seems all family news : holiday time is 
not so good for writing about work. But one joyful 
thing I must tell you Flora Codrington was able to 
carry on her Station Class, though we had to close 
ours when we went to Foochow, and as an experi 
ment she taught four women to read in Roman 
character. She had them just three months and a 
fortnight, and when the time came for them to go all 
four could read quite well and find all their places in 
the New Testament quite quickly. We hope great 
things from these Station Classes now we find the 
women can learn in three months. We hope to have 
your house l full again early in September, so please tc 
remember to pray for the women." 

1 This refers to the house built at Kucheng for native Bible- 
women by many friends at home, who sent their gifts through 
Mrs. Smyly. 



" Hwasang, July 19. 

" Your letter last mail told us that you had just 
heard of our flight into the city for fear of the 
Vegetarians. God is indeed good in keeping you free 
from anxiety. We had special prayer in the boat 
going down to Foochow, that God would keep all the 
dear ones at home in perfect peace, and He did 
answer certainly. 

" It was a most strange affair altogether, but it was 
really the Japanese coming south and threatening to 
bombard Foochow that gave the Vegetarians courage 
to threaten an attack on Kucheng. They are really 
rebels against their own Government, but they have 
small chance of doing any mischief except in times of 
trouble from an outside foe. The present Government 
is so hated by the people that there would certainly be 
a rebellion if there seemed any hope of success. God 
has wonderfully answered prayer, however, and re 
stored peace, and already we see signs that God is 
going to bring good out of all the evil. In many 
places there is a greater spirit of enquiry than ever 
before, and some ot the Christians say they have 
learned to trust in prayer as never before. 

" We are feeling much the better for our change to 
this cool place not one ill. Is not that cause for great 
thankfulness to God? . . It is such a pretty place 
too. We spend our days very quietly ; we have to stay 
indoors till 5 o clock, and we spend the time at lessons, 



reading aloud, writing letters, and looking after the 
children. From 5 o clock to 7 o clock all who are 
inclined go for a walk, and the sisters from the other 
house join us. Some days they go to the village and 
talk to the women, and twice a week come here for 
prayer and Bible-reading. Sunday Robert and I go 
to the village and have a sort of informal service for 
the heathen. Sometimes a good many come, some 
times only a few, but we find by experience that more 
come when there are not too many of us ( foreigners 
together. One old man seemed really interested. He 
has come several times, and last Sunday he turned to 
the rest of the congregation and said, Truly the 
words are good. They say our sins can be forgiven, 
and that the Saviour died for us, and will allow us to 
go to His home in Heaven. He gave them a second 
edition of what we had been saying. We were very 
glad, for it showed us he had taken it all in himself. 

" Linda Wade is spending the holidays at Kuliang, 
also Annie Tolley, Fanny Burroughs, and Maude 
Newcombe. The house here can only take in six, so 
they take it in turn to go to Kuliang. 

" The two little boys are very well just now. Her 
bert is growing much stronger than he was ; just at 
this moment they are together in a swing we had put 
up in the verandah. Evan sits in the middle of the 
seat and Herbert stands with one foot on each side of 
him, and works the swing up ever so high. They 
scream so loudly with delight that Lena has to rush 


out to hush them every now and then, to let baby 
sleep. Baby is looking better, and is growing very 

Her last description of her Chinese life, quiet and 
happy, her ears filled with the laughter of her little 
boys, her heart full of love and longing for the 
heathen, and of care for the dear missionary sisters 
and for her own family ! 

The week after was their " Keswick week," given 
up more especially to praise and prayer, study of 
God s Word and exhorting one another. 

Mr. Phillips letter, written after all was over, tells 
a little of this quiet week, their " retreat " among the 
hills : 

" It seemed as if God were specially preparing all 
for His own presence. 

" The week before had been a specially helpful time, 
our Keswick week. Every one seemed to get some 
thing from the Master Himself for mutual food. 

" Dear Mr. Stewart was very full, and dear Mrs. 
Stewart gave us a wonderful Bible - reading on 2 
Chronicles xx. 

"She was such a mother in the Mission; all who 
knew her thanked God for knowing her. I never 
heard a native say a word except of love and rever 
ence for her. 

" On the day before the riot (Wednesday) we had a 
Bible-reading on the Transfiguration, little thinking 
that the immediate glory was so near for some. 


" On the Thursday we were to have had a picnic 
to keep Herbie s birthday, and the poor little fellow 
could not sleep on Wednesday night for excitement." 

On Thursday morning early another letter tells us 
little Herbert went out with his sisters to gather 
flowers, and then came the end no, not the end, the 
sudden entrance into glory, the beginning of life. 

The assassins took the sheets from the beds to make 
banners. On one they wrote : 

"The Dragon will conquer the foreigners GOD." 

" The Son of God goes forth to war also, and we 
know He is Victor. To Him every knee shall bow, 
every tongue confess that He is Lord. Poor, blinded 
Vegetarians, followers, as they themselves confess, of 
the Dragon, fighting under his banner ! * The Dragon 
fought and his angels, and prevailed not, neither was 
their presence found any more in heaven. 

" Stephen prayed for his murderers, a maddened 
crowd who stoned him, and for Saul, who was con 
senting unto his death. 

" God answered that prayer in the case of Saul be 
coming the Apostle Paul. 

"May there not be a Paul among these blinded, 
deluded, we believe devil-possessed men ? These devils 
can come forth by nothing but prayer. Oh ! that 
God s Holy Spirit may cause such a mighty, united 
prayer to go up to God for China, for the heathen, 
for these special haters of the * foreigners God, that 
many may become obedient to the faith. With God 
all things are possible." 

2I 3 


Mr. Banister, another missionary, writes : 

" The only adult survivor of our party, Miss Cod- 
rington, there is hope of, though she has some very 
bad wounds. 

" The blood of the martyrs has ever been the seed 
of the Church, and that mountain top has been con 
secrated by the outpoured blood of these beloved 
saints, that Kucheng and the whole of China may be 
saved. Quick and short for them was the way to 
glory and the eternal crown. Our hearts are torn 
with the agony of this bitter trial, but for them there 
is now the eternal joy and the eternal rest." 

One of the " Sisters " writes: 

"Do pray much for China just now, and for Ku 
cheng. It must, I fear, stop the work there for a 
time ; but they loved it, and God loves it, and we do 
want to go back. 

"To those of us who knew them well, their lives 
cannot but be an inspiration. 

" On the way down a woman came to Miss Codring- 
ton and said, Don t think your work is over ; we are 
all in tears for this thing that has happened. 

" Miss Codrington was taken to the Foochow Hos 
pital to be tenderly nursed by the dear sisters who 
have addicted themselves to this ministry ; along 
with the four remaining children, little Herbert hav 
ing fallen asleep on the journey. The baby soon 
followed. Safe in the arms of Jesus, 1 the sisters 
wrote on the little white coflin." 


One of them says (what we should have known if 
she had not written it) : 

"If love and kindness could have saved her, she 
would have lived." 

Miss Codrington s nurse sent this beautiful message 
from her patient, too weak to write herself: 

"Though she received many wounds, she says she 
felt no pain, and she is sure the others did not ; she 
felt only a thrill of joy to think they would all soon 
be in glory together." 

And now my task is well-nigh over. The remain 
ing chapters are mainly from other pens. 

One word let me say to my readers. If you would 
follow these blessed martyrs, as they followed Christ, 
the steps are easy. Seek their Saviour. Admit His 
Holy Spirit to fill your being. Accept God s sentence 
of death upon all the self-life upon what seems good, 
as well as upon what is manifestly bad ; so that you 
may testify, as they did, both in life and death, " Not 
I, but Christ liveth in me." 



" Let them praise His Name in the dance : let them sing praises 
unto Him with the timbrel and harp." PSALM cxlix. 3. 


PSALM cxlix. 3. 

Lord, Thou hast loved me, and henceforth to me 

Earth s noonday is but gloom ; 
My soul sails forth on the eternal sea, 

And leaves the shore of doom. 

I pass within the glory even now, 

Where shapes and words are not, 
For joy that passeth words, O Lord, art Thou, 

A bliss that passeth thought. 

I enter there, for Thou hast borne away 

The burden of my sin ; 
With conscience clear as heaven s unclouded day 

Thy courts I enter in. 

Heaven now for me for ever Christ and heaven 

The endless NOW begun 
No promise but a gift eternal given, 

Because the work is done. 

H. SUSO. 1 

WHILE all this was happening in China, Mrs. 
Stewart s mother and sisters, two of her sons, 
and other relatives, were enjoying the sea breezes at 
Peel, Isle of Man. 

There they received the telegram that told of sudden 
glory and a martyr s crown. 

1 In " Hymns of Tersteegen, Suso and Others." 


From the very first God so comforted, by giving 
such vivid realization of the joy and glory of those 
He had taken, the survivors could not grieve. 

"Thou wilt show me the path of life. In Thy 
presence is fulness of joy, and at Thy right hand there 
are pleasures for evermore," was given by God to 
one of them. 

" Of whom the world was not worthy," was 
whispered by God s Spirit to the hearts of two of the 
company about the same time, and other messages 
equally beautiful but too many to enumerate here. 

How blessed is it, in times like these, to have learnt 
to hear the Shepherd s voice ! 

Well might David pray, " Be not silent to me, lest if 
Thou be silent to me I become like those that go down 
to the pit." 

And He has many ways in which this " mother- 
comforting " comes. The angels, we are told, are " all 
ministering spirits sent forth to minister on behalf of 
those who shall be heirs of salvation." 

Elisha saw the horses and chariots of fire round 
about him, therefore he could not fear, though a host 
of mortal men had encamped against him. 

When John fell down to worship at the feet of the 
angel he refused divine honours, telling him he was 
his fellow-rservant, and one of those that had the testi 
mony of Jesus. 

And a second time when John again tried to 
worship, he was told, " I am thy fellow-servant, and 
of thy brethren the prophets, and of them which keep 
the sayings of this book : worship God." 


And God hath other ways how many and how 
varied we know not. 

He comes through angel messengers who still abide 
in houses of clay, and through them He sends sweet 
messages of love and cheer. We quote some extracts 
from the many loving helpful letters received. 

" Mr. Williams was with us yesterday (son of the 
martyr John Williams). He was touched in reading 
the news from China. He said he was at school in 
England when the dreadful news came to him, and 
he could recall something of what his feelings were." 

" How wonderful it seems, in God s providence, that 
they who were so trusted and so needed should be the 
ones to be called like this ! " 

" Truly they were His chosen ones to suffer in such 
a way as He honours few by asking, and what glory 
is theirs too." 

" Your hearts must be bleeding indeed, and every 
heart is touched and deeply affected." 

" You will have the consolation that not only our 
dear Lord is bearing your sorrow, but that all 
Christian people, the wide world over, are sharing in 
it, and praying for you and for those others who have 
lost friends in this awful riot." 

"Ten thousand hearts are bleeding for you and 
yours to-day. But I know the Saviour is pouring in 
His loving sympathy and tender consolation." 

" My eyes seem to rest on dear Mrs. Stewart s face, 
so full of Heaven as we last saw it how full of 
heaven will it be when we see it again ! " 


" My heart has just been full of you one and all. 
Even for myself it has been a greater sorrow and loss 
than I can tell you ; few I loved and valued and 
admired so well as Robert and Louisa ; very few I 
prayed for so constantly. I had such a precious half- 
hour with him at our C.M.S. anniversary, April, 
1893, an d I do feel it an honour to have dear cousin 
among ( the Noble Army of Martyrs. v 

" Is not John xii. 24 very precious just now? We 
may watch with certainty for the much fruit." 

From Switzerland: 

" We well remember Mr. Stewart s visit to Torquay 
in 1884, when he stayed at - - and spoke at the C.M.S. 
meeting. What specially impressed us about him at 
that meeting was the utter absence of self. He never 
even alluded to the danger and persecutions through 
which they had passed, and spoke at table with such 
genuine love and devotion to his work." 

" Dear - - was so fond of your dear sister, and 
used to speak of her unworldly, saintly character. 

" May we not pray and hope and believe that even 
these things may fall out rather unto the furtherance 
of the Gospel, for which they have indeed laid down 
their lives? " 

"The blood of the martyrs may be the seed of a 
glorious harvest, to rejoice their hearts and yours in 
the day of His appearing." 

" Your precious ones are crowned with the ruby 
crown ; the noble army of martyrs praise Thee." 

" Think of them there." 


" For them sudden glory and a martyr s crown and 
great eternal reward." 

" They can say with a smile ( Fear not them which 
kill the body, and after that have no more that they 
can do. . . . The Lord knows whom He can trust 
with the heaviest trials. He knows whose faith will 
stand it, and He puts a high honour upon you in 
sending you this." 

" I loved dear Mr. and Mrs. Stewart very much, and 
looked forward to meeting them below, but now it 
must be above. Have they not been faithful unto 
death, and theirs is the crown of life ? " 

" They must have been preaching the Gospel in 
power so to have roused the devil." 

" They will have their reward in the glory which 
shall be revealed in them, and in seeing China really 
opened to the Gospel." 

" What a difference it makes to one s life to be 
connected with those who have been sent the martyr s 
crown the highest of the heavenly awards ! " 

" It takes us right back to the days of the early 
persecutions, and forward into the glory-land at a 
stroke! " 

" How they must rejoice ! and now also, as minister 
ing angels, must they not be engaged in comforting us 
with the comfort wherewith they themselves are com 
forted of God ?" 

u I am certain God and China will have great vic 
tory out of this tremendous sorrow." 

44 One cannot realize that those saintly Stewarts are 


no longer in the fight, but in the very presence of our 
Lord. Their very name is a blessing . . ." 

" Now they have leisure to talk together of all that 
has happened on the way." 

" Perfect divine love must have its own perfect 
reasons for not interfering and preventing. . . . 
Let our tears be praises, and let our sighs and moans 
turn into triumphant songs of victory before the Lamb 
of God, who was slain and was the self-sacrifice, and 
who by this has overcome. . . . Let us comfort 
one another with the thought The Lord is at hand. 
Let us be patient. Stablish our hearts, for the coming 
of the Lord draweth near." 

" It was not what it seems to us ! There was a 
presence with them so bright, so encircling that they 
were shielded from so much we see ; and, or ever they 
were aware, the glory burst upon them." 

" He redeemeth their soul from deceit and violence, 
and precious shall their blood be in His sight." 

" Surely a blessing must follow, and the name of 
Jesus will be glorified. They are among the great 
cloud of witnesses. " 

From Bedford, where they lived for a short time: 

" Dear Mr. and Mrs. Stewart ! we truly loved them, 
as did every one who knew them. We all feel their 
martyrdom as a real personal sorrow. To know them 
was to love them. They were indeed saints on earth, 
ready ever to do and suffer God s will. The last con 
versation I think I ever had with your dear sister here 
in this drawing-room was on the subject of God s will. 


I was so struck with the bright way she spoke ! I 
wish I could remember what she said, but she spoke of 
loving it. 

" She said, If we continually brought ourselves to 
say to Him, I love Thy will, O Lord, we would come 
really to love it. Now they have been counted worthy 
to suffer for the Saviour s sake. 

" I so often think of her words ; and we may be sure 
that He was with them in their short passage from 
this world." 

" Miss W. wrote (from China) that my niece (Miss 
Codrington) said she felt no pain from her dreadful 
wounds that awful day. ... It comforts us in 
thinking of the others." 

"It is very touching to hear of the four who lived 
together, locking their bedroom door and praying 
together, led by Hessie Newcombe, just before the men 
entered their room." 

From Canada : 

" Mr. and Mrs. Stewart were ideal missionaries, so 
very lovely in their lives and characters, so wholly 
given up to the Holy Spirit s guiding, and so used of 
God. The very brightness of their faces brought 
glory to God. And though their great love for each 
other was so apparent, arid their love for their children 
and for all of you so intense, the first thought was 
always the Master s will and the Master s work. The 
good they did out here will never be known in this 
life. Surely the Lord has some very good thing in 
store for them, when He called them so quickly above, 



and gave to them the honour of following so closely in 
His footsteps/ 1 

From Japan : - 

" The news of the awful events of last week will 
have reached you before they reached us, and all the 
world over Christian people will be holding the 
bereaved ones in prayerful sympathy before God." 

" When I told my teacher the cause of my sorrow 7 , 
he immediately said, Let us pray ; and when a few 
nights after I was talking to one of our catechists and 
his wife about the dear children, he also said, Let us 
pray for them. Surely this seed will bring forth 
a hundredfold." 

, " God has chosen thy children for the rare dis 
tinction of martyrdom, for the crown that but few of 
our generation shall ever wear." 

A prelate of the Church of Ireland writes : 

44 1 was preaching in a country church yesterday on 
John xiv. 15, and at the close I alluded to Mark xvi. 
15 as an instance of a commandment, and to the death 
of Mr. and Mrs. Stewart. If Mrs. Smyly had seen 
the tears of the rough farmers present, she would have 
felt at all events that there is deep sympathy, and I 
trust there is also much prayer." 

Another writes : 

" Oh ! God is getting great glory out of all this, and 
we do praise Him. May we be taught just now to 
pray for you all, and for those afar off in the widest 
sense of that expression." 

4 A friend had this text given for us the night before 


he heard the news Why seek ye the living among 
the dead ? " 

" It almost seems an intrusion to write just now, and 
yet I must, just to tell you how our prayers are with 
you.. . . . God knew when His servants had 
finished His work ; and if He took them home by a 
shorter way than they expected, the rest and joy of 
home will more than make up for the roughness of the 

" May I tell you a little scrap from Mr. Stewart s 
address at our C.M.S. meeting in 1891 ? He was 
speaking of suffering for Christ s sake, and telling of 
the persecution of two native converts. Remember, 
he said, we must be ready to die. . . . Think of 
Jesus. Keep your eye on Him. How He suffered on 
the Cross for us. Though no human hand may be 
there to close your eyes, there will be One there 
always " all the days." " Unto me, who am less than 
the least of all saints, is this grace given, that I should 
preach among the Gentiles the unsearchable riches of 

u If those words are yours, your end is to be 
envied. " 

" We have prayed much for you all, and feel quite 
sure that in the midst of it all you are praising God. 

" He never makes a mistake." 

u Truly it is when we are passing through the 
waters that we really understand the Presence and 
the wondrous upholding." 

" Except a corn of wheat fall into the ground and 


die. ; . . If it die, it bringeth forth much fruit, 
which is even already showing in the quickened 
interest in Missions everywhere showing itself through 
their suffering." 

" God will lift you up far, very far above earth and 
all earthly things to where Christ crowns His pecu 
liarly honoured servants and handmaids. May such 
an excess of faith be yours as shall enable you to see 
your beloved one clearly in her new martyr joy and 

Mrs. E. C. Millard tells of a letter from Australia : 
that many friends there said they had seen in Mr. 
Stewart s life the reality of what they had heard about 
in meetings and services held the year before by Rev. 
George Grubb and his Mission party. 

From India : 

" Who ever heard her plead for China that was not 
touched by her spirit and enthusiasm ? That, whether 
by life or death, to witness for Christ amongst the 
heathen was the highest privilege in the world? And 
now the joy of the Lord is theirs for evermore." 

From Ceylon : 

" I shrank from putting first my first thought, which 
was of the heartiest congratulations that the precious 
Saviour should so honour you and yours as to enable 
them to fill up the measure of ( the sufferings of Christ 
for His body s sake the poor Chinese who shall 
believe on Him through their life s testimony ! He 
must love those poor cruel people very much when He 
allows such a precious sacrifice ( to be offered on the 


service of their faith. I keep thinking God so loved 
the people of Kucheng that He gave His own loved 
ones to prove by their lives the sincerity of their 
faith. Since the first telegram, which I hardly 
believed, I have been praying, Father, forgive them, 
for the poor Chinese know not what they do. " 

From Australia : 

u We are deeply interested in the work, as Mrs. 
Saunders daughters were from Kew. At first it 
seemed hard to think of so many useful lives sacri 
ficed, but already it seems as if the fruit is appearing. 
God s ways are not our ways, but they are best, for He 
knows all things. There are a great many Chinese in 
Melbourne, and those who attend classes and meetings 
are in a very softened state and much impressed by 
this sad news. Christians are busy working among 
them, and the Chinese profess to be very much 
ashamed of their countrymen. 

" A lady who went to see Mrs. Saunders found her 
seated between two Chinese ladies, and she was com 
forting them, so great was their grief. Some of the 
Chinese students attending a class held in connection 
with Kew Church, sent a message that they were too 
ashamed and distressed to come, but Mrs. Saunders 
sent back a message begging them to come as usual, 
as her daughters loved their people, and had given 
their lives for them. 

" I believe what has happened will spread world 
wide, and cause a great revival. We attended the 
memorial service held at St. Hilary s, to which the 


Misses Saunders belonged. It was a very solemn time, 
but it was a time too of rejoicing. The service was a 
very impressive one, but full of deep calm joy. 

" ( Faithful unto death, was written in white llowers 
and palms. Great beautiful ones waved gently in the 
light breeze coming in at the open windows, symbols 
of victory and triumph. 

" * Faithful unto death/ in white flowers and palms 
in Australia. 

" Faithful unto death, on ( Lena s coffin in China. 
Yes, and the Lord has fulfilled His promise. I will 
give thee the crown of life. 

" Through faith they obtained promises . . 
they, out of weakness, were made strong, waxed 
valiant in light, turned to flight the armies of the 

11 To the eye of faith, this was no mere attack of 
Chinese people upon English missionaries. 

" But the great war that is being waged all over 
this earth is in reality in the spiritual kingdom. The 
victories are spiritual, the enemies hosts of wicked 
spirits (Eph. 6), sometimes in human beings. 

"The members of this fanatical sect have taken 
ascetic vows of abstinence from liquors, opium, 
tobacco, and flesh meat; hence they are sometimes 
called Vegetarians. 

u They have vowed to stamp out the name and 
religion of Jesus from China, and to exterminate those 
who worship Him. On their banner they wrote, The 
Dragon will conquer the foreigners God. 


" In this holy war these pioneer missionaries fell, 
and yet they conquered. 

"God s greatest victories look to the natural eye 
like defeat. 

" When our Saviour Jesus Christ was left, deserted 
by His disciples, seemingly forsaken by God ; when 
He cried that bitter cry, Why hast Thou forsaken 
me ? and at last poured out His soul unto death, did 
it not seem to common sense as if He had been de 
feated, as if the devil had gained the day? 

u But our defeats are God s victories. And as the 
Cross of Jesus will ever stand, the centre of all time, 
the example of pure, unselfish love, so is it the greatest 
example of God s triumph, in and through weakness. 

" The One who knew no sin, was made sin for us 
that we might be made the righteousness of God in 

" We know God has gained a great victory in 
China, that from these precious lives laid down will 
spring up an innumerable company in China, who, 
together with these blessed martyrs, will praise the 
Lamb. Can we not say, with John, l And I beheld, 
and I heard the voice of many angels round about the 
throne and the living creatures and the elders : 

" * And the number of them was ten thousand times 
ten thousand, and thousands of thousands : 

" ( Saying with a loud voice, Worthy is the Lamb 
that was slain to receive power, and riches, and wis 
dom, and strength, and honour, and glory, and 


" And every creature which is in heaven, and on 
the earth, and under the earth, and such as are in the 
sea, and all that are in them, heard I saying, Blessing 
and honour and glory and power be unto Him that 
sitteth upon the Throne, and unto the Lamb for ever 
and ever. 

u And the four living creatures said, Amen. And 
the four and twenty elders fell down and worshipped 
Him that liveth for ever and ever. " 


REV. xvii. 14. 




REV. xxi. ii. 

I have seen this golden city 

Shining as the noonday clear, 
Seen the glory that surrounds it 

As of sunset drawing near, 
And my soul hath caught an echo 

Of the music that resounds 
Through all its woods and meadows : 
" In this city Love abounds, 

Love abounds." 

There is no night in this city, 

Here the Sun goes down no more, 

For the Lord Himself unveileth 

His own Light from shore to shore ; 

Where the stillness is so perfect 
In its harmony of sounds 

That the soul hears but one utterance 

" In this city Love abounds, 

Love abounds." 

Christ alone is King of glory, 

He The Lamb who once was slain ! 

And this wondrous living city 
Is the outcome of His pain : 

Tis His own all-glorious body, 
Hence we hear the joyful sounds 


That for ever echo through it : 
" In this city Love abounds, 

Love abounds." 


LENA was called by God when quite a child in one 
of the Dublin Mission Homes. She heard the 
call and recognised the Voice. 

She was chosen of Him that she should be holy and 
without blemish, and to her also was this grace given 
that she should preach by word and life among the 
heathen the unsearchable riches of Christ. 

She was faithful even unto death. She lost her life 
in seeking to save another. 

When Lena was eleven years old, she knew very 
distinctly that Christ had taken possession of her as 
His temple, to fill with grace and glory, and thence to 
bless others. 

She was a bright, clever girl, and her friends 
thought she would make a good teacher in one of the 
Mission schools. But Lena herself had other views 
in her little mind. 

In the world outside the Elliott Home changes 
had been taking place. Miss Louisa Smyly, a great 
favourite among the Mission school children, had been 
married, and had become Mrs. Robert Stewart. She 
had gone out to China with her husband, followed to 
her far foreign home by the love and interest of many 
to whom she had been helpful in Dublin. But in one 
little Elliott Home girl s heart there was a special 
link of sympathy, a God-given link. 


The wise little maiden felt that if she could help 
forward God s w^ork by helping Mrs. Stewart and 
setting her free to teach the Chinese women, her great 
wish would be fulfilled. 

Some years passed by, and Mr. and Mrs. Stewart 
returned from China with a family of little children. 
In the summer holidays they went to Wales to be 
near the sea. Mrs. Stewart wanted a girl to help her 
in the care of her children. And though Lena s 
desires were locked up in her own little heart, the 
matron of the Home had her ideas on the same subject, 
feeling that her capable trustworthy pupil might be 
a real help to Mrs. Stewart, and she gladly recom 
mended her for the vacant place. And Lena found 
herself promoted, for the time at least, to the work she 
had so desired. 

She proved herself so faithful and useful during the 
temporary engagement, that the next proposal was, to 
her unbounded delight, that she should be permanently 
installed as nurse and go back to China with the 
family on their return. I need hardly say the offer 
was accepted, even with tears of joy. And from that 
time (Avith one interval of a year, when she went to 
stay with her mother, who had emigrated to America) 
the little voices that called on "Ena" for help and 
counsel in their daily joys and sorrows and occupa 
tions filled her life with happy, useful work. 

Not without its trials ; such as the long hours when 
Mrs. Stewart was out among her Chinese women, and 
the bright young Irish girl she was only seventeen 


when she went out was left alone with her little 
charges, no other English-speaking person within 
reach. It was well that her life-path had not been 
lightly chosen ; and better still, that she had learned 
to know Him who says, " I will never leave thee." 

When Mr. and Mrs. Stewart had to come home in 
1888, as already stated, to recruit his health, Lena, of 
course, came with them. She proved to be a great 
comfort, not only through her watchful care of the 
children, but by her ready thoughtfulness and Chris 
tian sympathy. 

The love she bore to Mr. and Mrs. Stewart was 
God s own love shed abroad in her heart by the 
Holy Ghost. This was proved by her unselfishness. 
Merely human love is an outcome of the self-life, and 
is never quite free from selfishness. God s love alone 
is like the sunshine all give and no take. 

We all counted Lena as a friend, no longer a servant 
merely (hallowed as that name and position is through 
our Saviour s life of humble service), but also a sister 
beloved in the Lord. 

During the short happy time that they called 
Bedford home, I used to see Lena occasionally, and 
not the least important part of a few days visit to my 
sister was the little time with Lena in the nursery. 

One day baby would not, sleep. And Lena had 
something on her heart to say, but even the hearts of 
babies are in the Lord s hand, and He turns them 
whithersoever He will. Baby slept, and Lena could 
tell her request for prayer. It was for blessing deep 


and lasting on the Y.W.C.A. in Bedford, and for 
special meetings about to be held. 

Lena was a Y.W.C.A. member, and deeply in 
terested in the Association. 

Mrs. Stewart was made President of the Bedford 
Association Avhile she was resident in that town. 
Lena and her mistress were always one in spirit, 
and they both loved the Y.W.C.A. ; and I am sure 
they both prayed God to bless it as long as they 

To this union of spirit between mother and nurse 
we attribute much of the blessing which, through 
God s mercy, has been given to the children. 

In all the little difficulties which always arise with 
a family of seven or eight children the one resource 
with Mrs. Stewart and Lena was prayer. 

They clung to that promise, " If two of you shall 
agree as touching anything that they shall ask, it 
s/in/l be clone." And the promise, or rather the 
Promiser, it is needless to say, never failed them. 

Lena never forsook her old love for the new. 
China, the land of her adoption, was the new love, 
Ireland and her people, and specially " The Elliott 
Home," her own home, was the old. Every year 
the savings from her wages were sent to its funds. 
Earnestly and fervently she prayed for the children, 
and heartily did she thank God for the Dublin Mission 
Homes and Schools. 

The arrangement made when Mr. and Mrs. Stewart 
were returning to China, in 1893, showed how highly 


they valued Lena s capability and trustworthiness. 
It was, of course, impossible to take little children on 
a missionary tour in Canada, so they were left to 
make the long journey to Foochow, in their faithful 
nurse s care. 

How vividly we remember the start that October 
evening, the little travellers well wrapped up for 
their night journey, dear little four-year-old Herbert 
clinging to a stuffed calico "pussy"; and Lena 
moving about among them, so -quiet and self-possessed, 
seeming to know everything, and to remember every 
thing that was necessary. 

The journey was safely accomplished, and we 
heard with joy of the happy meeting in China. 

vSince then Lena s letters have been interesting, full 
of nursery news, well written and well expressed. 

In spare evenings Mrs. Stewart taught Lena 
Chinese, so that when she went out with the children 
she could give a simple message to the Chinese women 
who came in her way. 

She soon learned to say, <( Jesus loves you, and 
died to save you." 

One of Lena s last letters, written in May, 1895, 
tells about the flight from Kucheng at the first alarm 
of the Vegetarians; how she packed blankets and 
clothes in baskets for Mrs. Stewart and the chil 

She gives beautiful glimpses of the confidence and 
oneness of spirit between the workers whom God 
had joined in such close union in His work, and 


whom He was so soon going to gather up together 
into the unseen glory. 

Then the letter goes back to nursery details, very 
touching to read now ; how baby caught cold on the 
journey, and how her teeth were troubling her; but 
finally the careful nurse says, " She is quite bright 
again," and goes on to tell of more little plays and 

Sweet, happy home-life, not ended, only carried 
within the veil by that wild outbreak of fanatical 
fury. We know how the faithful nurse went home 
by that rough path with two of her nurslings. 

We do not want to dwell in thought on the rough 
path the earthly side. It seemed as if God drew our 
hearts up, and taught us to say, " Lord, they are 
with Thee"; the little ones " quite bright again." 
Ah ! how bright in the sunshine of Thy presence, all 
that band rejoicing now in the presence of the King. 

" Safe gathered home around Thy blessed feet, 

Come home by different roads from near and far ; 
Whether by whirlwind or by flaming car, 
From pangs or sleep, safe folded round Thy seat." 

And so we close this sketch of what God was 
pleased to do in living temples, where He had come 
to dwell. " For God hath said, I will dwell in them 
and walk in them." 

No less in the faithful young nurse (missionary and 
martyr) than in the devoted mother, Louisa Stewart, 
mother, not only of her own children, but of many 
in China and elsewhere, who loved to call her Mission 



Mother, and Robert Stewart, father, Mission Father, 
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Their lives still speak to us, and this is what they 
say : 

" Wherefore come out from among them, and be 
ye separate, saith the Lord, and touch not the unclean 
thing ; and I will receive you. 

" And will be a Father unto you ; and ye shall be 
my sons and daughters, saith the Lord Almighty." 

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