ose; looking back once more at that child on
the floor, with the hands stretched out and the heavy eyes shut--and we
know what it was they saw when they opened from that sleep--
"My God! can such things be?
Hast Thou not said that whatsoe'er is done
Unto Thy weakest and Thy humblest one,
Is even done to Thee?
. . . . . . .
Hoarse, horrible; and strong,
Rises to heaven that agonising cry,
Filling the arches of the hollow sky,
HOW LONG, O GOD, HOW LONG?"
CHAPTER XXIX
What do we count them worth?
"If we are simply to pray to the extent of a
simple and pleasant and enjoyable exercise, and
know nothing of watching in prayer, and of
weariness in prayer, we shall not draw down the
blessing that we may. We shall not sustain our
missionaries who are overwhelmed with the
appalling darkness of heathenism. . . . We must
serve God even to the point of suffering, and each
one ask himself, In what degree, in what point am
I extending, by personal suffering, by personal
self-denial, to the point of pain, the kingdom of
Christ? . . . It is ever true that what costs little
is worth little."
_Rev. J. Hudson Taylor, China._
SHE picked up her water-vessel, and stood surveying us somewhat
curiously. The ways of Picture-catching Missie Ammals were beyond her.
Afterwards she sat down comfortably and talked. That was a year ago.
Then in the evening she and all her neighbours gathered in the market
square for the open-air meeting. Shining of Life spoke for the first
time. "I was a Hindu a year ago. I worshipped the gods you worship. Did
they hear me when I prayed? No! They are dead gods. God is the living
God! Come to the living God!"
One after the other the boys all witnessed that evening. Their clear
boyish voices rang out round the ring. And some listened, and some
laughed.
[Illustration: She picked up her water-vessel, and stood surveying us
somewhat curiously.]
Behind us there was a little demon temple. It had a verandah barred down
with heavy bars. Within these bars you could see the form of an idol.
Beside us there was a shrine. Someone had put our lanterns on the top of
this pyramid shrine. Before us there was the mass of d
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