Samuel Reynolds House of Siam, pioneer medical missionary, 1847-1876Feltus, George Haws
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Samuel Reynolds House of Siam, pioneer medical missionary, 1847-1876
Feltus, George Haws
House, Samuel Reynolds, 1817-1899
Accordingly, the doctor determined to take the quicker route, and
by February 13, he had reached Raheng. There he was delayed five
days waiting for elephants to be provided for him. The company then
set out over the mountains, expecting to reach their destination
nearly on schedule time. Then came the accident, the story of
which is most vividly set forth in the letter written by Dr. House
himself on that same day.
“Ban Hong North Laos,
“Monday, March 2, 1868.
“REV. MR. AND MRS. MCGILVARY.
“Dear Brother and Sister:
“So near and yet unable to get farther. Is it not a strange
Providence? When I started this morning strong and well,
refreshed by a Sabbath’s day rest at the little hamlet of
Wong Luang I was rejoicing in the thought that I was almost
at the end of this tedious and almost endless journey through
the sultry wilderness and would soon receive the welcome
which such friends as you will give, when about eight or nine
A. M. my elephant by whose side I was walking, suddenly and
without provocation turned upon me and pushed me over with
his trunk and, when lying on the ground, thrust one of those
huge tusks at me and into my poor body—how deep I know not,
but ripping up my abdomen two and one-half inches just below
the umbillicus. It was a strange sensation I assure you. I
was expecting another thrust which I could not escape, for I
was jammed in by the side of a tree. By this time, however,
his driver had got his head turned into the road again.
“And there I was in the far woods with very probably a fatal
wound and none but servants and Laos elephant drivers. As
my men came up poor Beo, who is most faithful and much
attached, burst into tears. And now thoughts of Harriette and
home rushed over me. But God my Saviour, God to whom only
yesterday I had renewed my consecration of myself as His
servant in a sweet retired spot on the beautiful mountain
stream where we were camped, has permitted—nay ordered—this
unlooked-for calamity; and in God I trust, blessed be His
Name for sustaining me through the hours of this sad day.
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