gony, but on
the third she obtained permission to visit her husband. Heavily
fettered, Mr. Judson crawled to the prison door, but after they had
spoken a few words the jailors roughly drove her away. She had,
however, seen enough of the prison to make it clear to her that her
husband would die if he were not speedily removed from it. By paying
the jailors a sum of money she managed to get him removed to an open
shed in the prison enclosure. He was still fettered, but the shed was
far healthier than the prison.

Having attained this slight relief for her husband, Mrs. Judson now did
all in her power to obtain his release. She called in turn on the
various members of the royal family and the high officials, assuring
them that her husband had done nothing to deserve imprisonment, and
asking for his release. Many of the people were sympathetic, but none
dared ask the king to set the missionary free, for his majesty was
infuriated by the news which reached him, now and again, of the success
of the invaders.

At last, in the autumn, Bandoola arrived at Ava. He had been summoned
from the frontier to proceed towards Rangoon to drive out the British,
and on arriving at Ava he was received with wild enthusiasm. Even the
king treated him with respect, and allowed him to have a free hand.
Mrs. Judson, seeing Bandoola's power, determined to appeal to him for
her husband's release. She was given an audience, and after hearing
her petition, Bandoola promised that he would consider the matter, and
dismissed her with the command to come again to hear his decision. The
gracious manner in which she had been received filled Mrs. Judson with
hope, but on calling for Bandoola's reply two days later she was
received by his wife, who said that her husband was very busy preparing
to start for Rangoon; as soon as he had driven out the English he would
return and release all the prisoners. It was a terrible
disappointment, but Mrs. Judson did not break down, although her health
was far from good. She continued doing as she had done for many
months, trudging two miles to the prison with her husband's food and
walking back in the dark. Every morning she feared to find that her
husband had been murdered, for the news of the British successes
continued to reach Ava, and the people were in a state of excitement,
and continually vowing vengeance on the white _kalas_. However, her
worst fears were not realised. Her husband remained in c