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“...It was © plesant voyage, though memories of past
journeys with her beloved husband were bitter-sweet. She
tried to remember always to be thankful, and often repeated
to herself lines of Mrs. Browning's, of which she was very
. fond.
"To me fair memories belor
Fess ceeres tes Siseaet oes
And lasting thankfulness."
Kind friends at Shanghei welcomed her, and again at
Hong Kong. It was » almost like a dream to be there again
wondering in the Gardens where she bad once welked with her
betrothed, but all else was changed, none of the missionaries
who had welcomed her forty-four years before were etill there.
The house in which she hed lived, and the Chureh in which she
was married were both gone, pulled down to make room for new
ones. The hills remained but houses reached far up them and
motors hooted through the streets.
There were severe] missionaries on board, and though
they started ne strangers they very soon became friendly.
Tt does not take long for missionaries to get to know one...”
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