Suchien city is enjoying compara-ive peace but the villages country surrounding us are in a terrible condition. I think not wrong in saying the "tufei' never were as bad. In former the grave was opened and, very, leep, your correspondent was told, they' came upon a leg. In this part of the county I was told the tufei" are the "Big Knife Society" known to foreigners as the Boxers, There are some wonderful years their aim was money, and if out of their hands, One that was forthcoming, they' treated Christian man was in their' hands their captives tolerably well. Now, for three weeks.
Ho was sleeping to say the least of it, they are with ropes, between terribly cruel. The other day I]t other captives. His captors heard of a case just cast of the were in the same room.
His Canal where a child was carried off, r ads like the Acts of the Ap' and a ransom demanded. The He was wakened from sleep as family decided to send no ransom, Jomeone had to Jjust wait and see what they would say Ido! What they did do was, first to He bit the rope, first on kill the child, and then one night d then the other, with-came back to the homestead and out akaning either captive. Then killed every one in the home. Fis as the tufei were sleeping heavily, persons in all met with their Ihe opened the door and passed out death. into the night.
He found he was Your correspondent few weeks inside a mud walled village, which ago returned from a week in the he climbed.
He passed dog after country. It was a village about 15 Gog and not one opened its mouth miles from Suchien, Every night 10 bark. the nyone who knows soon as darkness fell one could interior of China and these village hear the brigands begin their night-dogs, knows that the least step ly work. One night about a milo will start them all barking.
Out-from this place Christian woman's side the mud wall he ran for his carried of and a. ransom life, never stopping till he was more than her husband Even already all round us famine Yorth, the money was raised and conditions are getting tense.
Beg-over: but alas! ao woman was|gars abound everywhere, Wheat is forthcoming and finally the poor, ever 3,000 cash per bushel.
The husband was, shown her grave./frost. seems broken, and we are Hoping, I expect, against hope, having mild spring-like days,
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