I entreat you to pray for my
village, that I, so unworthy, may see its salvation.
"One day, Miss Fiske went to the village of Degala, where is a band
of women who greatly love the Lord. They gathered about her, and she
had a very pleasant time. All these were inquiring what they should
do to be saved. She could not stay long with them; but they were so
humble that they asked to have some of the girls sent to them. So
four of us, though so weak, ventured to go in the name of Christ. We
found these sisters in great distress, being reviled and beaten by
wicked men, for Jesus' sake.
"We were speaking in an upper room there on a feast day, and the
women with us were weeping very much, while others, afraid to come
in, seated themselves on the terrace by the window. Suddenly a
wicked man came with a rod, and drove all those away who were
without. Poor souls! how my heart burned for them! One, who had not
been used to come to meeting, came that day for sport. She wore many
ornaments, but as soon as she heard the words of God, her tears
began to flow. After meeting, she arose up quickly, and threw aside
her ornaments, and followed us wherever we went.
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