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FAR AFIELD NORTHWARD 53<br />

Mr. Mackay's third and only other place of worship is<br />

in a village called Sin-kang, where Brother Dzoe is now<br />

rendering good service. That village is not to be mistaken<br />

for an old Dutch township of the same name in the county<br />

of Taiwan. It stands at the head of a fertile valley<br />

three days south of Tamsui and eighteen miles north <strong>from</strong><br />

Lai-sia. Its inhabitants are Sek-hwan, who came first<br />

to know something of the Gospel through<br />

their fellow-<br />

aborigines at our southern stations. They have just<br />

completed the erection of a neat little chapel, and things<br />

look as if the work would rapidly extend inland <strong>from</strong> this<br />

promising centre.<br />

Meanwhile, I was beginning to feel a little uneasy about<br />

my long absence. Having had eight days' pleasant<br />

intercourse with Mr. Mackay, and having seen the initial<br />

stage of a most hopeful movement, I wished to be off and<br />

into the midst of that work which was awaiting me at our<br />

own stations in the Chiang-hoa county. He agreed to<br />

accompany me as far as Sin-kang, and we made an early<br />

start on the first Tuesday of April. Till about noon, our<br />

way lay over a high table-land, where the richness of the<br />

soil and the sparseness of the population were the more<br />

noticeable features. A score of farmers <strong>from</strong> any country<br />

district of Ireland or Scotland settled there would soon<br />

bring the agricultural wealth of the place to light.<br />

We halted for the night at Tiong-lek, a market-town<br />

about twenty miles south <strong>from</strong> Gaw-khaw-khi, and only<br />

some three or four <strong>from</strong> the western coastline. The<br />

landlord of the inn gave us the use of what he called his<br />

best bedroom, which turned out to be rather a poor affair,<br />

with damp earthen floor, no glass in the windows, and not<br />

by any means free <strong>from</strong> the usual entomological accompaniments.<br />

After resting, we came out and strolled to the<br />

end of the main street, where a party of villagers met us<br />

and listened so attentively to our remarks that we

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