HUDSON TAYLOR The man who believed God by Marshall Broomhall

A GOD WHO RAISETH THE DEAD 43
And after a month's delay the way opened for him
to commence his medical studies at the London Hospital.
As he still continued to share his cousin's attic
near Soho Square, this entailed an eight-mile walk each
day, to and from the Hospital, for his resources were far
too meagre to afford sixpence a day in bus fares. In fact,
he was only spending threepence a day on food, which
consisted almost exclusively of brown bread and water_,
with a few cheap apples for lunch! A twopenny loaf, cut
in two, sufficed for supper and breakfast; and, lest he
should be tempted to indulge in more than a half for his
evening meal, he asked the baker to divide the loaf for
him. This was frugal fare indeed for a medical student
walking eight miles a day; but he was proving thus his
zeal in the things of God, as others have shown their zeal
in the realms of art and science.
Still faith did not always come easily, and his dogged
determination was at times severely taxed.
"Though the heavens have seemed as brass," he wrote,
"and I have felt myself left and forsaken, I have been enabled
to cling to the promises by simple naked faith, as
father calls it."
Such words as these were not lightly written, as one
or two episodes in his life in London prove.
The husband of his former landlady in Hull was
Chief Officer in a ship which sailed from London, and
Hudson Taylor, ever willing to assist, offered to receive
this man's monthly half-pay and remit the same to Hull
to save the woman a commission. On one occasion, as he
was working for a scholarship, and could not very well
spare time to call at the office, he advanced the money
out of his own pocket. But when he did call he was informed,
much to his consternation, 'that as the officer
had deserted, and gone off to the gold diggings, his pay