The pupils became much improved in personal appearance, and some of
their simple-hearted mothers really thought their children had grown
very pretty under their teachers' care. So, as many of them were
strangers to the cleansing properties of water, they would ask again
and again, "How do you make them so white?"
But if such houses were comfortless abodes for those in health, what
were they for the sick? Think of one in a burning fever, perhaps
delirious, lying in such a crowd. In winter, there they must remain,
for there is no other place, and in summer, they are often laid
under a tree in the day time, and carried up to the flat roof, with
the rest of the family, at night.
Dr. Perkins, in the early part of his missionary life, tells us that
in a village the family room was given up to him for the night, and
in the morning he found a little son had been born in the stable. He
supposed that he had been the unwitting cause of such an event
occurring there; but longer acquaintance with the people shows that
woman almost invariably resorts to that place in her hour of sorrow,
and there she often dies.
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