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Chow would be located (the Red Cross Hospital of Shanghai has about four hundred beds). As the registrar began to thumb through his records for the name, another young clerk came in and courteously asked me whom I sought. I told him we wished to see Dr. Chow Chia-Su. He replied with a very solemn face and a shake of the head: "Dr. Chow Chia-Su has left the earth.” A Token from the Lord About that time the registrar came across the record and nodded agreement with what his colleague had told me, producing a yellow hospital record sheet, at which I directed an amateur and Dr. Steams a professional glance. There was a signed statement by the attending physician that Dr. Chow had left this life, but the thing that at tracted my attention was the date and the time. It was on February 9 at 11:30 A.M. When I first heard ' that our mathematics professor had p a s s e d away, I wondered for just a moment why the Lord had brought me there after the death had already occurred. But as soon as I saw the date and the time, I told Dr. Steams, "I know now that you and I have missed seeing him, but we shall meet the mathematics pro fessor one day in the glory.” My friend asked me how I arrived at this, conclusion. I told him that the Lord never lays a burden of prayer such as was described to me by Dr. Cheng of Hankow, without intending to answer such prayer. The fact that the passing of Dr. Chow exactly coincided with the time that Dr. Cheng had arisen from his knees and was relieved of his bur den, gave double assurance that the prayer was in the Holy Spirit. I bade my friend Dr. Stearns good-by and got on the train and returned to my home, content to let the divine prin ciple illustrated in this connection wait for eternity for its vindication. In the counsel of God, I was not required to wait that long. Only a few days after ward, I was asked to speak at a mission high school for girls in my own city. The text of the message that morning was from Psalm 90: "So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.” I completed the message with the 'story of the Chinese educator in Wuchang whose heart had been fired with the love of Christ and who had called upon God with strong crying and tears to save his friend. A t the end of the story, I told them I felt that due to the prayer of this friend, we should all have the pleasure of seeing Dr. Chow Chia-Su in the glory one day. As the name of the mathematics professor slipped from my lips, I noticed that there were signs of recognition in the audience of girls. I thought that was not surprising, since he was a very eminent scholar and well- known in Nanking and all through the Yangtze Valley.
thought I must have been mistaken about her husband’s death. "After we had exchanged greetings, I said, ‘And how is your husband? I heard that he was sick.’ “ ‘Oh, yes,’ she replied, ‘he Is gone to be with Jesus, and I shall meet him in His presence one day.’ “I was very much amazed at this statement,” went on the lady principal,' “because this couple were father noto riously irreligious in our set, and how she could speak so confidently that her husband had gone to be with Jesus and that she would meet him there one day perplexed me beyond words. So I asked her for the basis of her assurance. "She replied, ‘It Is all very wonder ful. I cannot even explain it myself. My husband was at the point of death; we all knew the end was near. He had been unconscious or in a coma all of that Sunday morning. A t about 10:30, as sev-. eral of us stood around the room, he raised his head up off his pillow and [ Continued on Page 395]
The Rest of the Story After the prayer o f dismissal, the Chinese lady principal of the high school asked me to wait for her a moment in her office. She had a word to speak to me. This I agreed to do, and when she came in, she sat down on the other side of the desk from me and said, "Mr. Graham, that is a very interesting story that you told at the last of your mes sage this morning. The most interesting part of it is that I know the other half of it. The gentleman to whom you re ferred, who has now passed away, is a son-in-law of this school. His wife is an alumna and incidentally a former prin cipal, a graduate of Columbia Univer sity of New York. Her name is Ai-loa. Just a few days ago she came into this very office to see me. I had not seen her for some time, and I had heard the report that her husband was dead. I found it difficult, therefore, to explain the fact of her peace and joy of coun tenance when she came in, coupled with the fact that she had on no widows’ weeds nor anything of that nature. I
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