Dash Up with Swords by D. C. Babcock

Pacific Press Publishing Association

FromSigns of the Times, Harvest Ingathering Number

Dash Up with Swords

By D. C. Babcock

D. C. BABCOCK

WE are in the interior of Nigeria, in the midst of Mohammedans, and not far from their headquarters. The government officials are very friendly. The doctor in charge of this section, before leaving for England, spent a day at the mission with us. It is quite lonely here for my family, so far from white people.

We are often visited by a large company of Mohammedans, armed with lances and swords, messengers of the king, traveling from place to place. They come dashing up to the house on their fine horses, and dismount and prostrate themselves before us. This the government requires of them.

Officials are very strict with the native people. It is not uncommon for a native official to be put in prison for failure to give proper recognition to an official sent out by the home government.

We seek to be wise as serpents and harmless as doves. I am leaving, this week, to visit one of our companies nearly one hundred miles away.

Lalupou, Nigeria, West Africa.