The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1882-04-14

emembcr what position that was.
Never mind i would try them all and
see if / could strike it. Ihad rather
narrow field to operate in--for my
iron bedstead wasn't wide enough to
turn over in without rolling out--and
it wasn't long enough SO that my feet
could 60 to bed at the same time
did. but at last l think l must have
hit it for l fell asleep, and my last
thought was, "Well, Pm glad of one
thing anyhow, Mother don't know
where am tonight.
Strange to say it hadn'trained in
that country for four solid months, but
that night it came on to rain. 1t
walked us up at midnight. 1t drove in
above and ran in below, it rolled
down the folds of the tent like so
many water-spouts. We all sat up in
bed and looked at each other. We
wanted to say something, but each
seemed to be waiting for the other
and wishing he would say it first.
Until, there being nothing else to do,
Mr.. Lee carefully gathered the folds
of the tent, so that the water all ran
right down into his bed, which he
didn't discover until he lay down
again. put on my overcoat and
crawled back into bed, and the last
saw of Lawrie he was lying fiat on his
back holding an umbrella with both
hands, hoisted and spread over him
and trying to sleep. eqe
Next morning we arose before day
light, called for our hotel bill, paid it,
Git was only IS cents for the whole
company, mounted our horses and
rode out the front door, with long
days journey of forty five miles
ahead of us, and the river Pyramus
flowing by our side. Mr.. Lee, who
was never in favor of too much water
under certain circumstances, had con-
tracted chill by being immersed all
night in wet blankets, and that morn
ing while we all felt miserable enough,
Mr.. Lee was actually sick. And yet
unyone who knows him, knows that
he is man who doesn't give up easily
to trifes. And l think | never adj
mired MIN more than l did that day,
and the next and the following. His
face flushed with fever, scarcely able
to stand on his feet, eating nothing,
and yet clinging on to that horse,with
teeth firm set, by sheer force of un-
conquerable will until he wore off the
fever. l thought that those people
who had predicted that Mr.. Lee was
going t o be scared out of being
missionary and come running home in
a year or two, had based their caIcu-
lations on the wrong man, and that if
there agas anything in being mission
ary he would probably stick and stand
by until he found out what it was. 1t
seemed SO to me. But there wasn't
animation enough in the whole party
that day to make really lively and
interesting funeral procession. The
memory of that day is like one of
these winter birds nests hanging on
the trees frozen stiff with rain and
dreary enough, without warm feather
in it nor a note of song. have a
confused recollection of a sun that
was unmistakebly hot, white road
that made it hotter, and desert wind
that was HDTTENToTTER. | recollect
too that rode horse that was never
happy unless he was behind. i re-
member that | carried sun umbrella
and every time a horse tried to 60
ahead of mine he would lift up his
hind legs and lift me into the air,
still holding on to my umbrella until
l had all the experiences of going up
in balloon, and then do have a
distinct recollection of every time |
came down again. 1t seemed to me
that that saddle was all pommel,
for though l went up and came down
perhaps IS times I never could seem
to land anywhere else.
We passed trains of camels, herds
of donkeys, men and women on foot,
here and there Mohammedon under
the shade Of tree or wall going
through gymnastic performance of
standing on his head-which was the