A Medical Missionary's Experiences
ABOUT ten months ago a zemindar (native prince) brought his wife to Madura for treatment. She had not walked for about four years. The trouble was rheumatic paralysis, a form of paralysis often amenable to treatment. It is a long, long story, how hard we tried to put her right, and she herself was faithful in every detail of treatment. Various aches and pains first of all began to disappear. I was delighted at this, because I felt certain that if a little would go, all would go. For four years she had been carried wherever she went. Little by little she began to bear a little weight on her feet; then she began to walk with two canes, then with one cane, and finally without any. This has been the most gratifying case in some ways that I have ever had. Her husband came to Madura the other day to take her home, and gave a thank-offering of eighteen hundred rupees to the hospital. What endless pleasure in this work — how absorbing, how awfully, fearfully living! But I would like a man who does not think much of a missionary's life to have a month of it. He would never do anything else.—Selected.