The following pathetic letter and diary have been kindly placed at our disposal for publication by Mr. G. H. Bondfeld, and will be read with very deep interest and sympathy Tachienlu, 30th November, 1898.
Dear Mr. Bondfield,—I presume you re-. ceived the telegram I sent you on the 28th, saying I had arrived and Mr. Rijnhart was missing. You will wonder what has happened, so I will enclose a copy of part of his diary. As you know, we had a very good journey to Baruy Tonidam dis. tributing a few books among the Tibetans around the Kokonor, but the bulk of the Gospels we wanted for further in, so that the work in the former district was not great.
We left the Tsaidam and travelled though uninhabited districts until we came not far from Ngachuka when our little one was taken from us. As you know, we were not connected with any mission, and were almost. self-supporting from our medical work., So that though I have acquaintances in Shanghai, I have no definite friends: hence my dependency. When I become more settled I will send an account of my Long journey, alone with Gud, from when Mr. Rijnhart is no more, to this ye, where Lam staying with Mf, Polhill Phe load of books we took with us we had almost scattered among the people from Ngachuka and N. and E. When the robbers came we had very few left. We lost everything, even my surgical instruments
just enough silver to pay for the telegram wars every one kept, I atcivod here with tent. Praise God Igot hero safely, through places where Rockhill had great difficulty. But God caros for His little ones, On this road I had a sword held over my head, and my horse was demande from me. I just called to God and looked at. the man, and he went and joined his five companions. Goa had delivered me from him. I shall rest here for while, and then if everything is quiet on the river, I shall leave for the coast and then to America.
Iam writing to the British and Datch Ministers to see what can be done about the accidents, and got more definite word as to what has happened. I must close now. Pray for the work in so dificult a and.
Yours truly, Susre Risyuarr.
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