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house, but the cook was 'given divine wis dom in answering, and saved it by telling them if they did burn it, the foreigners would only put up another and finer: one; they did not leave, however,, until every thing that could not be carried away was destroyed, including the furniture and every window in the house. To me the most miraculous thing about it all is that the baby only cried once, and that was just a whimper after waking up, and while the robbers were still in the house making such a noise they could not possibly hear her; she seemed to know there was danger near.” Mrs. Pike writes from Chi Kung Shan (pronounced “Chickenshan”), on top of “Chicken Head Mountain,” and gives some interesting details of her journey from Hankow: “From the end of the railroad (a day’s journey from Hankow) we were carried up the mountain On chairs, on the. shoulders of four Chinese, taking one hour. Sometimes thé way was quite steep. They carried our trunks on poles over their shoulders, In Hankow one man carried our two steamer trunks, one on each end of his pole—they are really beasts of burden. The Î scenery around here is certainly beautiful. We are very high, and the liftle church is at the foot of the hill from our house. A Chinese conference is being held there this week, and i wish you could hear them sing ; some high, some low, some medium—no music in it whatever. The houses here are all built of brick and cement, a porch surrounding each house. , Bessie brought her Chinese woman with her to do thé house work, and what do you think she pays her—$1.30 a month, in our money. ' She hap tiny little bound-feet, about the size of a four-year-old child. We have four rooms, and kitchen with the oddest built-in cement range, in which we burn charcoal. Outside the kitchen door is
ISS ELORENCE PIKE °f Pasadena, a graduate of the P'hle Institute and now a m'ss'onary in China, under the Presbyterian Board, has
been assigned to the station at Yeung Kong, about 100 miles from Canton, one of the finest missionary compounds in South China. She is to be congratulated upon her , good fortune. Her sister Bessie is a mis sionary at Pi Yang, where She has been several years. Their mother has been visiting them since early last summer, which they all spent together at Chi Kung. Shan, Bessie having made a three-day jour ney from Pi Yang. Both the young ladies are probably now at their stations, and Mrs. Pike will be back in her Pasadena home the first part of the present month. Alden Pratt and wife have been assigned to the mission station at Lein Chow. Among the interesting things Florence has written is this: “I want to tell you about the miraculous escape which a Mr. and Mrs. Thorson and their two-year-old baby had from robbers. They are our neighbors at Chi Kung Shan, arriving here just a week ago. When the robbers attacked the house they all fled to the cellar, concealing themselves in a dark hole, which was dug at one side for the purpose of airing the cellar. From their hiding place they heard the robbers demanding of the Chinese; cook where the foreigners had escaped to, but the cook told them they fled over the city wall the night before; this did not satisfy them, however, and they began a search of the house, saying if they found the family they would kill them. It was only a few moments until some of the robbers came into the cellar, and one man, with a large knife in his hand, felt all around, but missed them; it was so dark they could not be seen. Failing to find anyone, the robbers wanted to burn the
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