Patients from early morning; man bitten by rat; another by
snake. School begun, nearly a hundred scholars.

First Christian funeral at Ikpe.

Chiefs here by daybreak for palavers.

Splendid congregation. People changing for the better.

Terrific thunderstorm. School-boys drenched. Got a big fire on
in hall, and all sat round the blaze and I gave them a reading
lesson.

A great reception at Use--thank God for the girls and home.
Thank God for sleep!

On roof all day, head and neck aching, hands broken and
bleeding.

Carrying sand, cleaning corn patch, mudding and rubbing walls.

Cut my first two roses from the rose bush--lovely, a tender gift
from God.

After sleepless night found white ants in millions in the
drawers.

Washed a big washing.

Terrific rain storm, no school.

Very feeble, scarcely able to stand upright in church.

Horrid night with cross child.

Lovely letters from dear ones. God is very good to me.

Every boy in school clothed to-day for first time.

Heaps of sick babies.

Full up with work till late at night. Dead tired.

Two women murdered on the way from market and their heads taken
away.

Fever; trying to make a meat safe.

Sleepless night, baby screaming every few minutes.

Splendid fever-sleep full of dreams. Thank God for daily
strength to go on however feeble. Thank God for the girls who
got up and got me tea without any bother.

Reached Rest House at darkening. A fearful night of misery with
mosquitoes and hard filthy ground on which we lay. Rose at
first streak of dawn and never was so glad to leave a place.
Baby yelled all night.

Nothing done, low fever, but a very happy day.

Fever, stupor sleep. Lost count of days.

Useless after utterly sleepless night. Made such sermons and
delivered them all night long.

Her friends in Scotland began to call her home, tempting her with
visions of rest and peace and lazy days in gardens amongst flowers and
all sorts of good and loving things, but though she thought of it with
longing and tears, she said she must first build a house on the hill-top
of Odoro Ikpe to be ready for a missionary when the Church sent one.
After that perhaps....

So she started to put up her last house, and because she was so feeble
and her gang of labourers were such idlers and dron