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210 Letters from Christian Workers at Home and Abroad.ary had made an indelible impression npon her Within the last year our Colporteur has mademind. After a lapse of eighteen years they were two trips to Aleppo. As an incident ofour workas vividly before her memory as a thing of yester- in Antioch, I will tell you ofa visit ofa Paganday.woman, recently to Mrs. Martin, and a doorI think Doctor Dodds resided in Aleppo hard- thereby opened. Coming into tbe mission-house,ly more than two and a half years. But, the she said to JMrs. Martin, "my heart is boiling; ittestimony for the truth traced there by him and is burning like a fire; and I am told you can readhis I found still legible. This Romanist had words to cool it; oh, cool my heart for me!"preceived in the Protestant Missionary's family "About what are you so distressed?" asked Mrs,aa admirable character to which all that she has Martin, and the woman replied, "About theseen among Romanists during her wide and long time of the cholera'' (1874) "between one Wedexperiencehas been evidently in utter contrast, nesday and the next my father, four brothers.Of how vast importance is this element in mis- my husband, and my sister's husband, all died ofsion work,—the illustration of true Christianity the same disease. My mother went crazy, andin the lives of missionaries and their families! tried to throw herself into the river. She wasWhat a factor in mission work is the wife of a prevented. But she would, for a time, stay nomissionary, when of a truly i-xemplary Christian where but in the graveyard, among the graves ofcharacter!her departed ones, there mourning and lamentiug.I visited the house in which Doctor Dodds had One morning she waked saying that a hand hadresided and in which he died, which was not far been laid on her eyes and had taken away herfrom my hotel. sight. From that time she waa bUnd. And inOn one of my former visits to Aleppo, meeting a year or less thereafter, she died, going away ina man connected with the little congregation oi her blindness, i had one child, a daughter. SheTurkish-speaking Protestants there, I asked him grew up so beautiful! It was a feast for the eyesif he could inform me as to Dr. Dodd's burial to look on her. A year ago she was married.place. Laying his hand on his shoulder, he said. She had a little son, and now he and she arefeelingly, "I carried him to the grave on that dead, and I am left alone! Oh, cool my heartshoulder, sir.''for me! cool my heart!''It is very saddening to see so important a city Mrs. Martm told her the story of Job, andas Aleppo, the capital ofthe Province, of north then spoke to her ofour fallen state, and oftheSyria, withont any Protestant Missionary. wonderful love of the Almighty (against whomThe little Protestant Congregation above re- we have sinned so grievously) in giving his onlyferredto is composed of people who may be call- begotten Son to die for us that we might Uveed strangers in Aleppo; generally of the Arme- for ever with Him. She stayed two hours, andnian race, and of another language than that of then left saying, "Those are good words! Theythe city, 'i hey sent me a request that I would have cooled my heart." A few days afterwardspreach for them on the Sabbath, which 1 accord- she came again, but Mrs. Martiu was not atingly did. Some sixty or seventy persons attend- home. Then Mrs. Martin fonnd out where sheed, of whom but few seemed to understand Arab- lived and went to see her. A number of theic, although it is the langauge of Aleppo. One neighbor women were coming in when the womanof the people interpreted at the close, 'l'he con- ofthe house tried to prevent tbem. But Mrs.gregation is connected with '1 he Central Turkish Martin said to her, "Lei them come and hearMission of A. B. C. F. M. I think it has occa- what I have to read." She replied, "They wiUsional supplies from native preachers.make such a noise tbat none of us shall hear."