the same thing in
Chinese as we preached here in California. He was astonished that the
people treated him so well, and did not say a bad word to him about
it.

Now comes the hardest thing for a Chinese Christian to bear; that is,
the marriage day. I was married on March 28, 1884. I had been engaged
by my parents when I was fourteen years old to a girl who was only
nine, and lived four miles away. When she come to our house to live
with us, then she begin to ask me why I did not worship the ancestors
with her on the marriage day; and I begin with my lesson to her in
simple things, telling her why I don't worship those things any more.
When I make a prayer to God before I go to bed she laugh at me
because I pray to nothing--no God that I can _see_. But I told her
that she must bow her head too when I pray, and must keep still. So,
after this, she pay more attention to what I tell her about this
great God that I have found in California.

Once she ask me why I don't take Mr. Ying's example, and do just like
he do to please all men. For Mr. Ying was living in the same house
with us, and had come back from California at the same time with me;
and though he had been in our Mission schools for two or three years,
yet he will not take Jesus as his Lord. So when he got back to China,
he do things just as free as any heathen. So I ask her: "Well,
suppose a man who served his ancestors, and all the dead and all the
idols with all his heart; yet he would not take care of himself and
go about smoking opium, gambling, throwing away his money in
foolishness, and leaving his whole family uncared for. Now, how do
you like that?" Then she said, without delay, "I will not like such a
man. I rather take a man that is called a Christian, and have him do
good, than to have him serve ancestors and gods and do bad things."
Though she was a heathen, yet I think she see a little light now. I
left home to come here again, Oct. 29, but I still pray God to keep
her on the right way; and may she become a Christian woman by the
Lord's power alone! Thus the Lord blessed me. May He bless all the
workers in His vineyard."

[Illustration: BRIDE AND BRIDEGROOM WORSHIPING TABLETS OF DECEASED
ANCESTORS.]

I have exceedingly interesting accounts from the new fields: Alturas,
Modoc Co.; Tulare, Tulare Co., and San Diego. In Sacramento where
Rev. Mr. Jones is engaged in special services, we hear of crowds
gathering about him in the street when he speak