The case which has most deeply interested me and called forth my earnest prayer is that of a Chinese physician in Marysville. I made his acquaintance about two weeks ago, on my recent visit to that mission. He has attended our school for more than a year, and is one of the most faithful of the pupils. He shrinks from no service by which he can help on the work. He is well read in Chinese--perhaps beyond any of our brethren, and is regarded as specially skillful as a surgeon after the Chinese ways. He is a very substantial looking man, with a fine head, a pleasant face, and a demeanor marked at once by modesty and strength. He is greatly interested in the study of the Bible, and, but for one hindrance, would doubtless be a member of the Association, and would, perhaps, have presented himself for baptism. I sat down by his side and asked him what he thought of Jesus. “I believe in Jesus Christ,” was his emphatic reply. “But how much do you believe in him?” I asked, and then proceeded to illustrate real faith by the confidence which he would wish his patients to repose in him--a confidence which would lead them to abide implicitly by all his directions. “I believe in Jesus Christ just as I would wish my patients to believe in me,” was his reply. “What, then, is in the way of your becoming an avowed and active Christian?” He turned to our helper, Loo Quong, and talked to him at length in Chinese. Loo Quong interpreted to me. “It is the woman,” he said. This woman he had pitied as she told him of the abuse she suffered at a brothel in San Francisco, and he had bought her from her mistress for $500. Quite in accordance with the dictates of Chinese morality, he had made her a sort of American wife. That is to say, he had his wife and son in China, and this woman was to be, after a sort, his wife in America. This he now understood to be inconsistent with Christian character; but what was he to do? I dare say he was divided in mind somewhat over the $500. He could scarcely afford to lose it altogether, and I blush to say that he could doubtless realize the full amount by selling her. But all questions of pecuniary loss or gain apart, what shall he do? To drop her is to let her fall into a life of prostitution--almost to _doom_ her to it. He might send her to one of our Mission Homes for Women, but she is not disposed to go. Four or five years--as I understand it--they have lived together, and while, so far as his own comfort or pleasure is concerned, I believe he would give her up, would it be right thus to dispose of her? It is a knot not easily untied, a tangle not easily cleared. I have thought that there might come to him such an ‘unction from the Holy One,’ such an ‘abundant entrance into the Kingdom,’ such a clear and uplifting conversion as would resolve all doubts and show a straight path before him. If this might be so, it seems to me that he would become a worker in our missionary field such as we greatly need: a reaper whose abundant