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burst into tears as they beheld my plight. Two old serving women,
who had been many years in the family, helped us to change our
clothes and gave us a bath and food. My feet had suffered the
most. They were swollen and ulcerated and the dirty rags and dust
adhering to the sores had left them in a wretched condition. It
took many baths before we were clean, and weeks before my feet
were healed.
"We remained with my uncle until the close of the Boxer trouble,
and until my grandfather's return from Hsian where he had gone
with the Empress Dowager and the court, and then I came back to
Peking."
"Your grandmother must have felt ashamed when she heard how hard
it had gone with you," I remarked.
"We never mentioned the matter when talking together. That was a
time when every one was for himself. Death stared us all in the
face."
"Where is your slave girl now? I should like to see her," I
remarked.
"After the troubles were over I married her to a young man of my
uncle's household. I will send for her and bring her to see you."
She did so. I found she had forgotten much of what she had
learned of Christianity, but she remembered that there was but
one God and that Jesus Christ was His Son to whom alone she
should pray. She also remembered that as a small child she had
been baptized, and that in school she had been taught that "we
should love one another"; this was about the extent of her
Gospel, but it had touched the heart of her charming little
mistress and had saved her life
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