The San Francisco call., 1898-03-06
to live there any more.

to live there any more.
 He had plenty of money, so he could afford to take her to the best under taker in Chinatown and let her die. The mother was young, so her husband did not allow her to go out. She had to re main at home alone, not knowing how or when or where her only child was dying. It is a custom of the race even here in civilization.
 The captain and 1 went at once to find the child. The mother could not tell US where to go, but we knew the places well, and found her easily. She was in a place like all the rest of the kind. The fever had been kinder than her parents and in delirium the little one caressed the bed clothes, thinking them her mothers face.
 We had brought some milk, for the Chinese undertaken is not expected to care for those brought to him to die. He only notices them after they are dead
 I lifted the child and put the cup to her lips. She clutched it with her hot brown hands and drank 1t thirstily. Then she held the cup up for more. A plate of rice and cup of tea were untouched near her. She had not been conscious that the drink she had called for and longed for was within reach.
 Captain went at once to the doctor, who gives his services free to such cases, while I hurried away to get a drayman to move the child. Permis sion it was useless to ask, and in this case possession would be the whole point of the law. Our fear was that they would smuggle away the child before we could rescue her.
 I was away maybe twenty minutes. When I returned sure enough the little girl had disappeared. No one of the silent Chinese seemed to know anything about her. At least, they stolidly refused to tell us anything.
 We knew, every undertaker's place in the quarter and asked some of the Christian Chinese to help us, but it was nearly night before we found her and we were too late
 She lay in a stupor While Captain tried to revive her with water l ran for some coffee and ammonia. There was a suspicious smell of laudanum about the little, suffering mouth. We could not get her to swallow enough to be of any use and soon we found the little heart had stopped beating.
 We laid her decently on the bed and drew the clothes over the small yellow face.
 The sun was shining on the wet walk when we went outside; the rain had ceased.
 When we told the mother our story she said never word. but going to the table she took the idol and threw lt into the fire; the burning punk fcI- lowed. Then she sat down again and covered her head. She would not speak She only sat as if she did not hear us.
 Captain put her arms around her, kneeling on the floor. The sweet sym pathy of the Captains tears seemed to touch her. for she mournfully shook her head and was lost again in her hopeless woe. Every day now she might never leave, and the bright face would never blot it out.
 It was long past the dinner hour at headquarters, so 1 persuaded the cap tain to go to restaurant and get something to eat It was a dreary looking place. When the proprietor had brought in the soup I tried to order dinner, but somehow the proprietor got sadly mixed up in his thoughts and was saucy. He evidently did not ad- mire hallelujah bonnetS, so we paid for the soup and went out. I was right indignant, but the dear captain spoke never a word till we had walked a block. Then she said
 .'The Lord has taken away my tenn per so I cannot get angry I shall go back and see that man and talk to him about his soul, for he is in bad way"
 She did it, too, and besides helping his soul got some soup for an old woman to whom we carried food So our hasty dinner yielded a triple blessing.
 Being Saturday it was time for us to go and gather up the children for the children's meeting at the hall We teach the little ones English Hence a great many of the parents are glad to have the children go, even though they are not Christians themselves.
 Sunshine and Louie Toy, two Chi nese, were there to help us. I went to