ration: A Village Crowd]
[Illustration: One of Dr. Kahn's Guests]
"One afternoon, Miss Stanton and myself went to call on some ladies
of the Plymouth Brethren Mission, the only other Christian mission
besides our own in the city. The day being warm Miss Stanton had
the rain cover of her sedan chair removed. Unfortunately it was a
hired chair and there were no side curtains, neither was there an
upper curtain in front. When we had gotten fairly started boys
began to follow us, and by the time we had reached our destination
quite a crowd was with us, and rushed into the compound ahead of
us. Once in, we planned to cover the chair; and also waited till
dark for our return, hoping that by that time the crowd would have
dispersed."
"However, when we got ready to start, there was a large crowd still
clustered around the court and door. They allowed Miss Stanton to
get into her chair first and start off, but when I followed, then
the fun began. The coolies would take a step or two, then the
chair would be pulled almost down. Yelling at them was of no avail.
Finally a stone was thrown and one of the windows broken, so I
thought it was time to walk. The crowd called out, 'A foreigner! a
foreigner!' I was almost ready to cry with vexation, and could not
help telling the people that they were cowards and barbarians. One
or two of the bystanders now began to take my part, and
administered a blow or two to those who seemed to be too
obstreperous, telling me at the same time not to be afraid. I
started to enter the largest residence near me, but the gatekeeper
slammed the door in my face so I went on ahead. One of my volunteer
helpers said, 'There is the residence of the official Yang, where
you can find shelter.' So he led me into a house where a couple of
women were sitting in the great room. Rather abruptly I told them
that I was pursued by a crowd, and asked if I could find shelter
there until I could send word to my people. My guides also
explained that the people took me to be a foreigner. To my surprise
the ladies welcomed me cordially, and ordered the doors to be shut
on the crowd. Now all my friends will be ashamed to know that I
could not repress my tears, but after a good cry I felt relieved.
The people in the house urged me not to be afraid. I told them I
was not afraid; I w
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