It was with feelings of peculiar interest that they heard, some
years after, that this stranger in Sanawar, but, as they fondly
hoped, their sister in Christ, held fast her confidence in his grace
to the end, and so fell asleep in Jesus.
For a companion picture to the preceding, we turn to the summer of
1852. Mr. Stocking moved out to Gavalan, the native place of Mar
Tohanan, early in the season, and both teachers followed, with
thirteen of their pupils, about the middle of June. The village lies
near the base of a range of mountains, at the northern end of the
plain of Oroomiah, forty miles distant from the city. On the east
the blue waters of the lake seem to touch the sky, and stretch away
to the south in quiet loveliness. Sometimes, when reposing in the
gorgeous light of sunset, or reflecting the red rays of the full
moon, they remind the beholder of the "sea of glass mingled with
fire" revealed to the beloved disciple. The breeze from the lake, in
the long summer days, is very grateful, and the evening air from the
mountains makes sleep refreshing.
Mar Yohanan gave the school free use of two rooms as long as it
remained.
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