Poor, suffering Suchien! We wonder if the day will come when her cause will be taken up and her sorrow ended. The tutee have it pretty much their own way now and there is no redress. Night after night there is the sad procession of men, women, children and animals, as soon as darkness falls, wending their way towards the city and suburbs, glad at any cost to avoid the nights of strain and suffering.
There is a village about four miles from Suchien called ChukiawWeitsi, which had its own volunteers forming a kind of militia, and up till now the place had been considered pretty secure. The other morning, before daylight, the Suchien people were wakened by continuous fighting in that direction and then the news came that the tufei were inside, How did they get in? They made friends, possibly by a big bribe, with someone inside, and' in the dead of night the cannon mouths were filled with mud or soaked with water, the signal was given by a pistol' shot, and the tufet climbed up over the mud walls Next day a number were carried into the Mission Hospital, the dead were buried, and about 60 houses were left crying for their missing members.
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