stians of all denominations. The Presbyterian Assembly of
Canada was meeting at the time, and one session was given up entirely to
prayer on behalf of the missionaries in China. Never had that body
witnessed such a season of intense, united intercession.
Later when giving the story of our escape in the homeland, repeatedly we
have had people come to us telling how, during the weeks which elapsed
between the first cable informing the home church of our danger, and the
second cable, which told of our safe arrival at the coast, they had
never ceased to cry to God to save us. Then, too, after all is said, we
must believe God was glorified and God's purposes were fulfilled in the
death of some as in the saved lives of others. The blood of the martyrs
is still the seed of the Church.
It was in the month of June, 1895, that an incident occurred which has
ever been linked in my mind with the events of 1900. I was about to
leave Toronto with my four children to join my husband in China, when a
cable was received telling of the cruel massacre of Mr. and Mrs. Stewart
and others. Deep and widespread sympathy was expressed and much anxiety
felt for missionaries generally in China. Many urged me to delay our
return; but I felt it best to keep to our original plans, and a few days
later found us bidding farewell to friends at the Union Station,
Toronto.
Just as the train was leaving a lady stepped forward quickly to the
window and said, "You do not know me, but I have prayed the Lord to give
me a promise for you; it is this, take it as from Him," and handed me a
slip of paper. I opened the paper and read, "No weapon that is formed
against thee shall prosper" (Isa. 54:17). Then and there I raised my
heart to God in prayer that he would fulfil this promise to me and those
dear to me; and as I prayed there came the clear assurance that the Lord
heard.
Never can we forget that winter of 1899-1900. The clouds had begun to
gather, and the mutterings of the coming storm were heard on all sides
of us. Repeatedly we were as a mission in gravest danger, and at such
times were literally "shut up to God." The temper of the people was such
that any little thing angering them would have been as a spark to
gunpowder.
From the time of the government crisis of the autumn of 1899, we, in
company with all other foreigners in China, realized that conditions
were becoming serious, yet never did we expect or prepare for such a
cataclysm as took
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