to the Aros. I trust in Christ who is able to do
more than I am able to ask or think. I know God will give me what I have
asked."

"What are you going to do now?" asked Miss Wright.

"I am going to do what I believe God wants me to do. I am going to take
some native Christians and make a beginning in the land of the Aros."

Mary took some native boys whom she had trained. They were able to help
with school-work and church services. Mary and the boys went to Amasu, a
little village which was nearer the creek than Arochuku. Here she opened a
school. It was soon filled with boys and girls thirsty for book and the
loving God. She held church services for the people, and many of them came
to hear the white Ma teach about Jesus.

At last it was time for Mary to go back to Akpap. She left the native
Christians to carry on the work of the school and church. The people of
the village gathered around her. They said,

"Come again soon, white Ma. If you do not care for us, who will care for
us?"

As Mary went down the river in her canoe, she thanked God that He had let
her open this new field to the Gospel. Suddenly there was a canoe barring
her way. In it was a tall native.

"I have been waiting for you. My master at Akani Obio sent me to stop you
and bring you to his house."

Mary told her rowers to follow the native to his master's place. Soon they
came to a trading place. Here Mary was greeted by a handsome young man.

"I am Onoyom Iya Nya, the president of the court and the chief of this
district. This is my wife. Won't you please honor us by coming into our
house?"

Onoyom and his wife led Mary to a European-type house, which was very
nicely furnished. Onoyom's wife invited Mary to have some food with
them. While they ate, Onoyom talked.

"Many times I have sent my servants to find you," said Onoyom, "but they
never found you until today. I am happy that you have come."

"But why did you seek me? Why did you want me to come to you?" asked Mary.

"When I was a boy," said Onoyom, "I served as a guide to a missionary. He
told me the Gospel story. I wanted Jesus for my Saviour. But my tribe beat
me and punished me in other ways until I gave up the white man's religion
and followed the juju religion of the tribe. I took part in Arochuku feasts
where we ate 'long pig,' that is, men and women."

"But why do you want to talk to me?" asked Mary.

"I never forgot what the missionary told me about Christ. Later I ha