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further sacrifice was to be made in their lives, it looked as if it
must come along these lines ; so the girls commenced to save
their one-pie (one-sixth of a cent) and three-pie bits to drop into
their house "Jasmine Box," which consisted of a little round
earthen pot with a slot made especially for receiving coins. When


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these earthen pots were broken and the amounts contributed were
put together, they totalled between two and three dollars for the
year,^a sum which may mean more to us if we remember that
the smallest Indian coin is one-sixth of our American cent.

Towards the close of the school year, the girls gave a House
Government entertainment, and increased the little nucleus of the
Jasmine Box contributions to $15 or $18 by charging admissions
of four and eight cents to a two-hour entertainment ! This sum the
girls have pledged to making a Christmas for the little village
community at Konganadu.

But there were not a few girls in the group who were really
unable to spend money on jasmine or bangles, and therefore
could not share in this gift of money. Was there no other way
in which they could serve others? This question was discussed
at a general house meeting just before the girls disbanded for the
Christmas holidays last year, and many suggestions for service in

their villages came to
light. The reports that
were made in their
"Time Account Books"
passed all our expecta-
tions. Many did the work,
but, out of a sense of
modesty, refrained from
reporting it ; those who
did report the expendi-
ture of their spare time
at home, showed that
they had discovered
ways of using much of
what they had learned
a t school b y helping
ignorant women with
writing and sewing and
cooking, by doctoring
children for "itch" and
Four sisters studying at Capron Ha Other parasites of the

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human body, by teaching children to read and write and play
games, and by preaching to men, women or children about the
love of Christ. It might be of interest to give directly to you a
few records from the books that were turned it.

One girl, under high school age, handed in quite a lengthy note
book which she herself had made and filled with a record which
bore witness to a busy vacation. Her older sister, who was a
teacher in the school, said that hitherto the child had been very
reluctant to give any service in the kitchen, but that during the
past Christmas holidays, she made it her chief aim in life to bar
her mother from the kitchen altogether. The record for New
Year's Day and the day following read :

Jan. 1, 12.00-12.30 (midnight)— Prayer.

12.30- 1.00 a. ni. — Wishing (she probably means making New
Year's resolves).

4.00- 6.30 —Kitchen work.

6.30- 9.00 — Combing and dressing seven girls.

9.00-11.00 — Went to a rich man's house and preached.

2.00- 3.30 — Went by the riverside and made the girls to

bath and washed their itch. •

3.30- 6.00 — Went for a walk and I taught them songs.

6.00- 7.00 —Kitchen Work.

7.00- 7.30 —Prayer.

Jan. 2, 7.0O- 8.00 — Went outside with eleven girls, and taught

them some songs and breathing exer-

8.00-11.00 —Combed their hair.

3.00- 5.30 — Preached about American's great help.

5.30- 6.00 — Teaching a new prayer for five girls.

6.00- 7.30 — I made my father and mother to have a

family prayer.

Numerous other quotations might be given if space would per-
mit, — one first year high school girl informed a mother of a large
family about the evils of early marriage ! Others talked on the
evils of tobacco and alcohol.

The remarkable thing about the organization seemed to be that
it did not wear out in time, and the spirit of the thing was vital
enough to be contagious, for the Training Students in the Ver-
nacular School came to the High School Council begging to be
allowed to have a similar organization started among them. This
was a pretty good test of the vitality of the High School Asso-

546 Life and Light [December

A Scene in the Streets of Madura

Described by F. E. Jefifery

'"* — g — ^ NDIA is a strange mixture of the new and old" could
I not be better illustrated than in the wedding procession
" I have just been watching in the streets of Madura.

The Indians have three pastimes ! One is hatching up cases to
carry to courts, where the pleasurable rivalry to see who is going
to win is as keen as is a game of tennis to Europeans. Then
there are the religious festivals at which thousands upon thou-
sands come to enjoy the sensations of mass gatherings, fireworks,
firecrackers, merry-go-rounds, and masked clowns and religious
excesses in the presence of idols. Then there are weddings!
How they love weddings and wedding display ! When a baby girl
is born the parents can hardly wait till the time is fixed for the
wedding !

At last the eagerly planhed-for event arrives and among the
various excesses of feasting, dressing in rich garments and deck-
ing with expensive jewels, comes the all-night procession through
the streets of the town, in which the bride and groom are carried
about or drawn in the gaily decorated wedding cars.
- There was a sound of beating drums and the joyous trill of
the Indian clarinet. I looked up the street and there came the
wedding procession ! It was headed by a rough country dirt cart
drawn by bullocks. On the cart had been rigged a bamboo scaf-
fold from the top of which dangled two very modern brilliant gas
lamps. Following this came an elephant richly caparisoned in true
ancient and Oriental style, with a great pendant of gold covering
the forehead and extending down its trunk. Then came the bridal
car, made especially for the occasion. It was built in the shape of
an airplane, twenty feet high, and drawn by a Ford car ! On top
of the airplane, on a golden throne, sat the bridegroom and the
ten year old bride. On either side of the airplane walked a coolie,
who operated the wings by jerking them back and forth with a
rope. Inside the body of the airplane a man turned the crank
which made the paddles go round and one could hear a drummer

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A Scene in the Streets of Madura


and a player on a harmonium discoursing music. This gaily dec-
orated flying machine was followed by wedding guests riding in
English carriages drawn by horses, jutkas (two-wheeled country
carts) drawn by ponies, and carts drawn by bullocks.

At the end of the procession was a native cart drawn by bul-
locks and upon this cart was mounted another brilliant gas light.
There was a row of coolies attending the procession on either side
carrying gas lights on their heads and over all this was a constant
rain of fireworks.

Note : It will be interesting to the readers of Life and Light to know
that this article was written by Rev. F. E. Jefifery, the father of Pauline
Jeffery, who has contributed the preceding article.

Madura Kindergarten children wearing new dresses sent by
American children

Board of the Pacific


Mrs. Ernest A. Evans.

Vice-President Secretary

Mrs. Robert C. Kjrkwood, Mrs. C. A. Kofoid,

301 Lowell Ave., Palo Alto, Cal. 2616 Etna St., Berkeley, Cal.

Mrs. E. R. Wagner, 355 Reed St., San Jose, Cal.


China has many sorrows, and we are apt to think an outstanding
one is the havoc caused by the overflow of the Yellow River ; but
this year the same great plain is already in the
throes of ghastly famine not because of too much
water, but too little. In the region of our Lint-
sing work there was almost no snow last winter,
and no spring rains, so that the drought surpasses anything that
has been known for many years. For miles in every direction
about Lintsing, there is practically no harvest. The grasshoppers
have destroyed any grain and vegetables which started to grow.
Animals are being sold for almost nothing, or are being given
away ; rafters are being taken from the roofs, and the houses made
bare of furniture to be used for fuel, or sold at amazingly small

The scourge of cholera has been added to take a heavy toll.
Schools are being closed, families are moving they know not
whither, suffering horrors of separation and distress in the quest
for bread. The wedding day is hastened for many a bride, that
there may be one less mouth to feed. Saddest of all, little children
are sold or given away, or thrown into the river. One fine little
lad was offered for two dollars, and no one wanted him. Mr.
Eastman feels that he can do much real good with a loan fund.

Miss Abbie Chapin of Paotingfu, China, landed in San Fran-
cisco October 9th, from the steamer "Shinyo Maru." She was the

only missionary on board, being ordered home on
Personals. sick leave, and a rough voyage, with its attendant

ills, drained her little stock of strength to the
utmost. With her was a sweet young Chinese girl coming to


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America for further education. Miss Chapin expects to be with
her sister at Santa Paula," CaHfornia, for a time.

Miss Margaret Mickey of Peking and Miss Grace McCon-
naughey of Fenchow, Shansi, were late arrivals from China.
They, too, reported rough weather most of the way and were glad
enough to get on dry land once more. e. s. b.

The Northern Branch and Home Union had a most suc-
cessful day in Alameda, October 19. Idaho Branch held its
Annual Meeting at Weiser; the Washington
Branch at Spokane, and the Oregon Branch
at Forest Grove.

Our gifted physicians at Wai, India, cannot effectually do the
work for which vve have sent them out unless they have more

help. The call for help, insistent and repeated,
Their Hands has not been answered. Will not some American
Are Tied. nurse reading this see the great opportunity

opening before her? Our Candidate Secretary,
Dr. Susan Tallmon Sargent, 1522 Walnut Street, Berkeley,
California, will be glad to hear from any such young woman
who is interested to write for information.

The battle is on ; the fighting hard, there are great gaps in our
lines, and a need for reinforcements at the front. Let us sound
forth a bugle call that will rally our young women to the standard
of the Cross. There are millions today whose only hope of hear-
ing of Jesus is through the lips of students now living. We must
recruit students for overseas service, which requires sacrifice of
the highest order on a scale commensurate with the service and
sacrifice of the college men in the Great War.

The emblem pin of the young students of .our union college
in Tokyo is a double S signifying Sacrifice and Service. This,
too, must be the motto of the members of the Woman's Foreign
Missionary Society. — From the Woman's Missionary Friend.

550 Life and Light [December

A Summer of Privilege

By Bertha H. Allen, Foocnow, China

^■^^^^HIS whole summer I have been trying to write to you
m CA all, but I could not seem to catch up, so decided to
^^^^/ wait until the end of the vacation and then tell you all
about it. It surely has been a big privilege to meet these fine
North China missionaries and to visit in their homes. The past
ten days since leaving Peitaiho Beach have been filled to the brim
with interesting and wonderful experiences. We spent them in
Peking, using the hospitable American Board Compound as our
center for trips. When we arrived in Peking, loaded down with
all our accumulated b'each baskets. Miss Miske met us with
rickshas and our first view of Peking was of these wide avenues
stretching away in the moonlight.

Now that we have left this broad and historic place, we have
memories which will last forever. Just now as I write I am on
my way back to Shanghai to wait for a Foochow steamer. We
stopped here last night to visit in the Tehchow compound on the
way, and had our first ride, coming from the station, in a Peking
springless cart, an experience we had much wanted. The first
rain in months had fallen the day before we came, so the thick
layer of dust on the winding cart road had been churned into
mushy mud. Miss Ward sat on one side of the cart with her
feet stretched along the black mule's shaft to keep them out of
the spatters, while I sat on the other side. It was quite a busy
experience and made us glad we were not country missionaries
in North China, having to travel for days in such a conveyance!

Shanghai, Missionary Home, Sept. 18.
We have come this far on our journey and now must wait three
or four days for our Foochow steamer. Our dreams have come
true, for we saw the names of our four new Foochow missionaries
on the register the minute we arrived here at ten o'clock last
night. Dr. and Mrs. Gebhart are fine, Miss Carter seems to be a
very promising girl for term service at Ponasang. Miss Rena
Nutting is away for a few days, but Laura has met her and likes

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her very much. Will it not be jolly to take them down on the
boat with us? We are enjoying them all; we went shopping
together this morning and we eat at the same table.

In Peking dear Mrs. Sheffield, who is the "mother" and inspira-
tion of the ladies' house, took us right into their guest room.
From our window we looked across the shrub-studded lawn to
Dr. Goodrich's home and the Ingrams'. At our left was the fine
Girls' Academy and at our right the Wilder house, while at the
north center of the compound, opposite the entrance gate, was
the beautiful grey brick church with its tall spire. Behind the
church was the Women's School and the back gate. Going out
at this gate and turning a few steps west, one comes to the sunny
kindergarten room and the Training School (the girls live at the
College). Turning to the east we came to the College, a most
interesting and bewildering group of transformed native houses,
with wisteria arbors and artistic moon gates. Here we found Miss
Miner getting ready for the arrival of her girls. Two of our
Foochow girls are in college this year and we had a little visit
with them, taking them with us to see the Peking rug making
process, which they had never seen. This Women's College is
now a part of the great Union University of North China, of
which Dr. Leighton Stuart is president. Miss Miner is dean of
the Women's College and Mr. Lucius Porter of the Men's College.

One night we went down to the city wall and walked along it,
looking down on the legation quarters on one side and on the old
Chinese city on the other. Other times we visited, the dingy old
heathen Lama Temple, where we heard the priests going through
their chants ; we roamed about the old Hall of Classics with all
its stone tablets engraved with characters, the ancient books in fire-
proof form ; we rode in rickshas by the new Rockefeller Medical
plant with its gay green tile roofs which were made in the imperial
kilns ; we went to Sunday school at the Independent Chinese
Church , we walked through the fine Methodist compound ; we
visited a rug factory and saw the little boys working away on
their wonderful patterns, winding each separate yarn around the
warp threads and cutting it off; we wandered through the shop

552 Life and Light [December

lined bazaar, where you could find anything you wanted from
chinaware to a roast chicken.

But one of the most interesting trips was one we took with
Mrs. Sheffield to an old ladies' home. This home is supported by
the legation ladies and has proven a valuable means for bringing
them together. As we entered the gate, old ladies began to appear
from all sides, coming around corners of the native houses and
bowing and smiling. With their gnarled old hands, their wrinkled
old faces and their grateful smiles, they were an interesting group
among their bright flower beds and clean rooms. There were
fifty-one of these women who at last had found a happy home.

With Miss Cobb and Miss Hebel of Smith College, we took
rickshas one day and went out west of the city to the historic
Summer Palace, where we rowed on the Empress Dowager's lake,
walked around the marble boat (the upper part of which is only
painted wood, while the "deck" is of marble), strolled through a
wonderful covered walk with different scenes painted on each
cross beam, climbed two hundred steps to where we could look
down over all the orange tiled palaces where we had been wan-
dering, and out across the lake to a bronze bull shining in the sun,
and in another direction to the beautiful Camel's Back Bridge. Up
here we ate our lunch and tried to imagine some of the royal
scenes which this spot had witnessed. From the Summer Palace
we went to the Jade Fountain, which proved to be a pretty spot
on a hillside where there were three pagodas and a clear spring of
water. We washed some of our travel dust into the stream and
again took our rickshas, this time starting back by way of the big
Indemnity College. We had learned a few Mandarin words, so
that, with these and a little pigeon English, we got along very
nicely with our men.

(Zb be concluded)

Field Correspondents

Mrs. H. H. Powers, of Newton, Mass., in a personal letter, writes of
a unique visit to Formosa:

Our great adventure has been our trip to Formosa. It was
purely a voyage of discovery. We had time to use and the way
seemed closed in other directions, but both Mr. Powers and I
felt a bit shaky over what it might really offer. As a matter of
fact we have scarcely ever in our lives had so interesting a three
weeks. The Japanese are doing wonders there. The cities have
broad streets, fine government buildings, even the Chinese (For-
mosan) quarters are clean and sanitary. Such a contrast to all
the cities in China itself. They have kept the Government too
long under military control but now have a civil governor. They
are doing more and more for education of the Formosans but still
maintain a strict surveillance that is no doubt often irritating.
But I can't much wonder that they don't care to have the present
condition in China communicated to the island. Our great in-
terest, however, was to see the country and something of the
.savage tribes— the head-hunters of whom we have heard so much.
In this several of the officials interested themselves greatly and of
course very much to our advantage. The Civil Governor him-
self, the active member of the Department of Aborigines, and the
Prefect of the province of Nanto where our trip was to be,
planned everything for us — push cars were always on hand for
us — we had a guard of two police sergeants, which secured us the
right of way, and no doubt contributed more to our safety than
we realized for when we returned to Taihokee we learned that the
savages had been on a rampage and had killed several of the
horder guard, and only a day or two ago there was an account of
trouble right down in the region we passed through. But so far
as we could see the savages were learning to be respectable citi-
zens. We saw the children in school, a hundred of them in
Musha, enthusiastic over arithmetic, etc., and in turn our poHce
sergeant, a University of Tokio graduate and a gentleman, de-
clared them equal to the Japanese in ability.

The country was very beautiful with thickly wooded hills and


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fine mountains six to nine thousand feet high, in the region where
we were. Mt. Morrison is over 12,000 but we could not see it.
The vegetation is very tropical, even north of the Tropic of Can-
cer, which we crossed later. Tree ferns were everywhere — the trees
were hung with vines that clambered to their tops and flung them-
selves in great festoons from one to the other. The upper hill-
sides were white with Easter lilies, five and six feet tall, be-
gonias and foliage plants grew along the way, and great blue
morning glories rioted over the bushes. Our mode of travel was
quite unique and goes ahead of anything — even motoring is not
to be compared with it. After leaving the railroad we went by
push car — a platform, some three and one-half by two feet, on
four wheels running on a track eighteen or twenty inches wide.
We sat in a sort of wicker work canopy that protected us from
sun and rain and were propelled from behind by two coolies. On
the level or up-grade we went slowly enough to be able to see
everything, flowers, butterflies, as well as scenery. On the down
grade the coolies jumped on, used a stick fore and aft as very
effective brakes and away we went flying. I shall never forget
our long coast of about ten miles down a long grade into a won-
derful gorge, across a river bridge, around curves and through
the fine defile, the cliffs rising high above us. We must have
•gone some twenty-five to thirty miles an hour.

Another day we walked through wonderful scenery where the
clift's hung with great ferns, rose high above us and the stream
rushed below us, turning sharply here and there, giving us views
of high mountains at either end of the valley. These gorges are
spanned by swinging bridges. We crossed one that must have
been 300 feet long. I have some good kodak pictures of the trip
which I must show you sometime. We found very neat little
Japanese inns everywhere and for a week slept on futons on the
floor. We did not have exclusively Japanese food, -however, ex-
cept at one place where there were no knives, forks or spoons.
But even there we could have a good hot bath and everything was

A real bed, such privacy as we are accustomed to and a familiar

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bill of fare did seem good however, when we returned to Taihokee
(Taipeh) where there is a pretty good hotel. We were enter-
tained at the Governor General's Palace by our English speaking
oflficial friends and at our departure presented with a great pack-
age of boxes of tea and a box for each containing nearly a pound,
of camphor — one of the Government monopoly enterprises which
had especially interested us. The camphor of the world is made
in Formosa. One of our rides took us up among the gardens
that terrace the hills.

When we left Taihokee the platform was quite impressive with
the circle of our kind hosts in their white uniforms — bowing us
adieu in the true Japanese form.

Miss Quickenden writes of a medical tour with Bible women from
Aruppukottai :

I wonder if you know that there are some parts of our station
where no medical aid has reached the people for more than seven
years? Before that time our doctor used to go on tour with me
to those distant places once or twice a year. That is impossible
now that the women's medical work in Madura has grown so
large that it really needs three doctors, whereas we still have
only one. She often speaks of the need in the villages and would
like to go on tour herself, but as she cannot she did the next
best thing in February and sent her Indian assistant with me
for ten days. Grace Kennett is a fine young woman of twenty-
five, an orphan brought up by Dr. Parker who sent her to medical
school. She is now recognized by government as a qualified,
medical practitioner and is a great help in our big, new hospital.

On this tour Mrs. Jeffery, Grace and I, one compounder and
three Bible women made up our party. We camped in two good
centers where we could reach a number of villages and stayed
in each camp three days. The other four days were spent in
traveling. I forget the total number of patients in our first camp,
but I know that on the second day just over three hundred came
for medicine. In one village we found two women who had
been to the hospital for serious operations some little time before.

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Now they were well and so pleased to see us. The fact that they
had been to the hospital encouraged others to come to us.

We met some such sad cases ! One young lad with a useless,
withered hand because broken at the wrist and never set, eyes
blinded through neglect, lepers whom we tried to persuade to go
to our leper settlement, cases of cancer too far gone to even help
them and many others who had been suffering for months from
various troubles who could be helped if only they could have
constant care and treatment for a while. Some, we hope, will
go to the hospital, but only a few, I fear ; it is hard to persuade
them to leave their homes. In all, between eight and nine hun-
dred people were treated and we trust much good was done. I
shall probably hear something about it on my next tour with the
Bible women in that district.

If we had three doctors at Madura one could sometimes be
spared for the village work. Our doctor is called to cases as
far north as Trichinopoly and Tuticorin in the south. How can

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