came rather painfully back to earth again, the first thing I was conscious of was that I was in the arms of the tall Chinaman I had seen. [Illustration: As he strode over the ground which divided us, I rushed up to him and put out my hands.] "Don’t hurt them," I cried out in an agony, "kill me instead, but do not hurt them: they have suffered so much already." "Cicely, my darling, don’t you know me?" The voice again. I was so weak and unnerved, or I should have recognized before my own precious father. I went off once more then, this time for joy and thankfulness, and woke to feel his strong arms round me, and knew that God was good, and that my pain was over. My care and anxiety was gone, for was not father with us again? Were not his arms round me? "Humanly speaking," said father, in answer to our breathless questions, "my escape is all owing to Mr. Li. He stood between me and what would probably have been a torturing death. I was struck down, and when they saw I was not dead, their rage knew no bounds—and that noble fellow defended me, and did what he could to protect our property till the Mandarin came. The Mandarin put me in prison, but Mr. Li rescued me, provided me with this dress, gave me food and money for the journey, brought me on my way, and here I am. I often thought of Onesiphorus. ’He oft refreshed me, and was not ashamed of my chain.’ Thank God! Our loss has been his unspeakable gain. He told me last Tuesday night that he could hold out no longer. He was full of wonder at the peace in which we were kept whilst death was so near and our property was being destroyed, and especially at your calmness, my darling. Under God it was just the touch that was required. He yielded then and there, and gave himself to Christ. He is anxious to make a public profession of his faith by being baptized as soon as ever the opportunity occurs. He will make a splendid Christian, for he has counted the cost and found Christ worthy." "Thank God," said mother, fervently, "this one soul saved is worth all the pain." "I knew you would feel like this, Christine. The Lord has been very good to him and to us. He has brought us all together again. We are all here, are we not, dear wife?" Mother did not answer, but I saw her bosom heave. Father looked round anxiously, and the tears slowly welled into his eyes. He put his arm round mother. "It is all right, Christine," I heard him whisper. "He knows best. She has been saved so much pain. When was it, my dearest?" "Last Wednesday, Paul." "And to-day is Friday. Three days in heaven beholding the face of the Father. Let us thank Him, dear wife, for this also." We all knelt down upon the grass, and after that I heard father and mother talking far on into the night, and, looking up, I saw God’s stars in His sky, and felt how very near He was, and then I went to sleep, and the next day, towards evening, we met some English soldiers and arrived at Wei-hai-wei.