The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1918-03-07

ABOUND. Mud, mud, mud, black
: filthy mud greeted us with not tn
It slightest sense of shame. Had
knelt there the baggage coolies
= would have found it most Difficult
to have extricated me. However,
breathed a silent prayer of thanks
giving and proceeded to follow Mr.
L. to the mission house which stands
on suburban hill Of this city OF
two hundred thousand souls.
To avoid as much of the mud as
possible Mr. L. returned home by a
path which was slightly out of the
way, and which crossed two plats of
elevated ground. He was in very
happy mood and asked many ques
tons about general conditions in
America. But | was not inclined
to converse on such ordinary topics
as American politics. commercial in
!terests and labor problems. My eye
had caught sight of a score or more
of unburied collins and some of
them were very near to our path.
Mr.. L. informed me that these cof
fins contained the bodies of persons
who had died away from home and.
had been placed On the hill till
was convenient for the deceased S |
relatives to remove them to the
family cemetery. He added that the
tens of thousands of little mounds
which cover the hills were graves of
persons WLo had died without God
and without hope. Of course this
touched my heart, filling it with
and / prayed that I may
never forget this first impression of !
what China has lost by not having |
he Gospel hundreds of years ago. |
lOtlced that many of the scores of L
collins which we passed were badly Q
lecayed, in some instances showing t
'arts of the deconposed bodies. 6
his was terrible and indeed made a
ne feel as though the ancients had "
lsen up to greet me. | had heard Il
Missionaries say that the Chinese u
'ere, for the most part, spiritually n
cad, but was not prepared to be- N
eve, they were all literally dead }
q. AS we walked through this sec d'
on of Wuhu'S vast cemetery | be- sc
An to wonder if such was not true. q
Farther over the hill we came to
cluster of farm houses, which were &C
ade of mud with thatched roofs of w
&c straw. Though it was only that bt
the heather, life reigned there and an
fully appreciated it. Indeed, it ~
rived to revive my spirits and sl(
oke the spell of gloom and amaze ed
eht which. like a thick cloud, had an
'eDt over my soul as we walked tn
rough that veritable valley of the ov
adoW of death. Upon our arrival grI
this village quickly donned my be-
servatlon cap for the new scenes. me
annot begin to describe all saw, tin
will only mention two of the IN
any features which l noted. Iu rea
first place. there were evidences Mi:
Sort of system or order about aDt
place. The men were busy win pot
wing rice by means of old-fash- ricl
ed WinnOWing fans, the hum of arl'
ich still fingers in my ears. The Ihi
er women were lending all their pre-
7ngth to the spinning wheels, while not
younger women amused tie ba- mig
and stitched cloth shoes during the
spare moments The boys and KEEP
s were enjoying a game of hide viii
60 seek, using the shelter of graz
'e water buffalo, oxen and hogs A
places of hiding. The house dogs of I
W their duty too and kept UP Ano
r angry barking as long as we visit
e IN sight. The second feature slee
CHI noted was in direct contrast loWi
he first. There were no signs Of won
EN- and order in their PREMISES whi(
res of huge cakes of cows dung new
e pasted on the sides of the mud be
) to dry and then be used as lang
to cook the family meal. In the took
.table gardens there were wells erty
/ to the brim with night soil vent
ed there to rot and then be IN m
ed with water and poured over
to rush their growth.
through and around the huts
',''water buffalo, pigs, dogs, chick A
DUCKS and hllhy boys and girls ting
5led freely together. And to add day
he disorder and confusion, COT suit
containing their victims rested mad,
II the caves of the mud huts.
these farmers can endure such
and survive the inroads of the 4
ads of germs which infest these
lets is more than the scientists
explain. One has. said that The
IS are Injurious only when taken
lall doses. Perhaps this is the M.
GU '0 o'd' elllelt SCIENTISTS aches
illoo0' Of
we walked along Mr.. L. called TIL