Prescott journal. [volume] (Prescott, Wis.) 1861-1871, 1867-11-23
A Thrilling incident.

Mrs. INGALLS,, A BAPTIST MISSIONARY
IN BURMAH, AMONG THE BUDDHIST
PRIESTS. We we're pleasantly enter
tanned this morning by Mrs. ingalls,, a
missionary from Burmah, who came to
our Office. accompanied by Professor
Sears, of Brown University, and while
here reIated many interesting exper-
fences of her missionary labors, and
made frequent reference to the valua-
bic all afforded her by the 'Pain Kill
en-" which is, she says, frequently call
ed by the natives the "God-Medicine;"
aud sometimes worshipped by them.
One instance she relates as follows :
One stormy day ] was sent for to visit
one of their GOd-men, or high-priests,
who had been severely wounded, the
messenger saying that he was killed. -
/ told him it was no use then for me to
90. as my medicine could not raise the
dead. But he persisted, saying, 'fthe
God-Medicine would not surely fail to
do him some good" My native preach
ers. who better understood the extray-
agance OF their language, urged me
strongly to 90, feeling that God had
In this way opened door to the Cos
pei, in answer to our many prayers. -
But / still hesitated, fearing for the
reputation of my medicine, which had
become a powerful aid in giving me ac-
cess to the natives. At length yield
ed, and taking in my hand a bottle of
the "Pain Killer" the charm that had
opened this door, / followed my guide
through the monastery into the inner
or most sacred place where lay the
wounded man upon the ground, a
CHASTITY object, covered with blood and
apparently dead.
[ knew something of the dangers that
surrounded me, and, Notwithstanding
my trust in Him who SAID, II will new
er leave nor forsake YOU" could not
wholly divest myself of fear. Standing
beside the dying man, said to the
monks or priests who had followed me
ia, we're there before me, that my
medicine could not raise the dead, nor
bring back the departed spirit; and,
should it fail to restore their friend,
they ought not to condemn the medi-
cine. Still, would do all in my power
for the wounded man; but, to begin
with, must have some bandages.-
They had none, aud knew not where to
get any. L pointed to the altar cur
tain; but that could not be touched,
except bv the high priest 1t was the
sacred yellow cloth. / started to leave,
saving il would be useless for me to
remain, as I could do nothing without
means. But they would not let me go.
The God Man must be saved. aud /
might, for this purpose. use the sacred
CLOTH. L speedily laid ''profane" hands
on it, and shortly converted it into
baudages, with which, saturated in
"Pain Killer" bound up the wounds
of the still insensible man.
[ then asked for cup, in which to
prepare some spain killer" but the
sacred cups of their gods, used only In
their religious rites, and never touched
by hands profane, were the only ones to
be mad. TO save the God Man might
use one of them, though no one of those
present dared to take and give it to me.
/ took one, however, and prepared in
il, and gave to the unconscious sufferer
a strong dose of the pain Killer.
The man soon began to show signs of
returning consciousness, and soon re-
covered.
From this time her influence with the
priests, as we'll as with the lower caste,
was almost u1bounded, and for this she
felt herself greatly indebted to the
s'pain killer" She said, that year by
year she learned to place more aud
more reliance upon it, as a remedy for
all diseases of the stomach-eyen ehol-
era, so fatal there-as we'll as for all
the bilious affections so prevalent in
that climate; and that it seldom failed
to realize all her expectations, and often
surprised her by the promptness and
efficiency of its acton. - Communicated.