News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1890-11-13

never saw a more devoted and I'M
selfish love than hers, and | know
/ whereof | am speaking; | spent three
weeks as the guest of the Brog-
giles family. She was always labor
ing to make his home more attract
i've or planning some pleasant little
surprise for him.
Christmas-eve the teachers and pu-
pills of the seminary gave a Christ
mas-tree entertainment to the chill
dren of the mission church connected
with the school. Ezra invited me to
be present, saying as she did so: GA
new teacher from America arrived by
the Oceanic yesterday. She is very
nice; you will like her. Here is some
thing about her." and she handed
me a copy of the monthly mission
airy periodical published in Phila-
delphia. One of the leaves was turn
ed down at this passage, occurring
in the letter of a Baltimore cores
pondent:
cat the Temple of the Trinity, last
Sunday evening, occurred a very af-
fective meeting After the regular
service, more than two hundred of
the congregation gathered in the
| ladies parlOrs of the church to bid
| farewell to Miss Sadie Bruce, our
newly appointed missionary to Jap
an Dr. Wright, the pastor, in a few
happily chosen words, commended
the earnest conservation to her new
calling which Miss Bruce had dis
played, and predicted a grand and
useful career for her in her far-Off
| field of labor. Others expressed sim
| liar sentiments, and every one as
sured the young missionary of the
deep interest which the church would
always take in her and her work. Be
sides these kindly spoken words,
Miss Bruce received many substan-
tial tokens of the peoples love for
her. The Ladies Missionary Society
of the church gave her two trunks
packed full of clothing, the pastor
and his wife gave her a handsome
Bible, and the Sunday-school pre-
sented her Il gold watch and chain.
! The GIFTS OF -7SiIiVid5ual ReInbsS,s -ef=
| the congregation were too numerous
to mention. Miss Bruce intends to
give her entire life to the cause of
missions. She believes it to be wrong
| for missionaries to leave their field
of labor, even for a furlough; and so
she will never return to America. AS
we bade her good-by last Sunday
night, we did so knowing that we
should never see her again. 1t was
this that made erfareWell so solemn
an occasion. As we were closing the
meeting with the hymn, God be with
you till we meet again. Miss Bruce,
unable longer to control herself, wept
bitterly. Many in the congrega ton,
too, broke down, and tears stood in
every eye"
Just before she went over to the
seminary in the evening to assist in
the preparations, Ezra again said:
Be sure to come to the Christmas
tree tonight. | want to have YOU
and papa meet Miss Bruce; you will
both like her"
l went to the Christmas-tree; it
was very good. | met Miss Bruce;
| did not like her. She was very pret-
ty, but her prettineSs was the kind of
prettiness we see on the faces of
French dolls. | detest a baby-face
on adult shoulders. When she spoke,
she did 50 with Il peculiar intOnatiOn
and with an affected drawl that made
her vOca, L thought, sound ridicu-
Iously solemn. There could be no
doubt of it. The new missionary
was trying hard that evening to fig
ure as a very sanity being. She
talked a great deal about ''the
work. y 1.-The poor and benighted
heather" etc, etc. She angled little
children out of the play-room, and
talked goodygOody to them until
| the poor things yawned. Miss Bruce
of Baltimore, it seemed to me, was
very fresh young person.
| could not understand the fancy
Ezra had taken to her, and | was
more than dumfOunded when, on the
way to his house after the exercises,
Broggles, waXed enthusiastic in her
praises. Ezra was with us. Ruka
had not gone to the Christmas-tree;
he had staid at home with his moth
er
Three weeks later, ] was on my
back with malarial fever, and it was
late in February before | could leave
my room. My doctor ordered me off
to Canton and Hong Kong, and it
was May before | returned to Japan.
| As the p. and 0. steamship KaShgar
steamed up to her buoy in Yoko-
| hama harbOr. | was standing on the
deck, on the lookout for friends that
[ expected to come off to meet me.
| As | stood there the Grand Hotel
launch, gayly decorated with flags
and bunting, steamed by US. 1t was
full of people, but they were too far
off for me to recognize any of them.
About Il half-mile further down the
bay, the HakOdate steamer was get
ting in readiness to sail. 1t was to-
ward this that the steam launch was
making it's way. When it had run
alongside. | saw a number of persons
c1ambering up the ships ladder, and
then the launch, turning about,
headed for the KaShgar As it drew
near, | recognized my old friend, Dr.
HaslOwe, standing in the bow. Dr.
Haslowe is a grizzIed missionary vet
eran who has been labOring in Japan
for nearly thirty years. His name is
we'll known throughout the mission
airy world. In few minutes, he was
by my side.
You laid yourself out, Doctor, to
give me q showy welcome, | see, y said
| laughingly, as soon as the first in
terchange of greetings was over;
and, as | spoke, | pointed to the gay
ly-trimmed launch that lay rocking
on the waves a short distance from
the side of the Kashgar
Don't fatter yourself" he re-
joined, " it was for Broggles and his
bride"
BrogglesF' l cried, interrupting
him; "his bride! Doctor, what do
you mean?"