He told me that the course along the border was through rough, precipitous country over nar-were in a closely encompassed, deep, narrow gorge where. the banks rose from the now rushing river in frequent sheer cliffs. around and "ever which straggled the rockhewn trail, while in places on the brink of row trail frequently cut into the, torrent we crossed chasms Love 1 bet my life."
That is the sort of daring Jesus calls for in his disciples, and that. is the basis on which we all dare. Love and Truth. A warfare lift sides, on parts of which even donkeys are not used and only coolies can carry loads, and he jelso mentioned that these condition: were ideal for holdups, which were not quent, but that, "if his, conducted in that spirit may some- religious—duti times bring hatred. It is sure to|Kaichow," he w hurt someone. But so is any opera. tion to save a life—-and society needs saving desperately. bridged by a flimsy, propped tore of brush, poles and the evening our clear' mountain stream poured. it-elf into the murky waters of 8 is not only a social fight. It is a personal one. After all, the battle for social righteousness flags because that for personal righteous-ress is not waged more vigorously. It is the sins of our individual life that need to be attacked with, Vigour. There are sins that it is easy to let si idencies in our 1i would 20 much rather be agreeable my observa. tion has been that the missionaries in these parts will go pretty much anywhere that their religious duties may call them and have 30 often, been in situations where " prompt passage to another world seemed a reasonable probability that a mere possibility of coming to bodily harm {snot a contingency tobe taken seriously into consideration, On the other hand, when we went to than sincere: it is Popular than to be pure, easier' to be(the local magistrate (Minchow We would 26tks asa Hsien) "that official [the remote regions of their origin some streams that unite the creation of the mighty Yangtze Legin to gather the millions of tons of dirt that are swept past the forts at Woosung, and from flits Point on to Shanghai, successively slong the Pashui, Kialing and Yangtze rivers, I never again saw clear water inthe main stream.
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