Mary was glad that she could go back again, but she would not take the missionary salary when she was not working as a missionary. This left her with a sick sister and no salary. She took her sister Janie and her mother to southern England. They had been there only a short time when Mary's sister, Susan, in Scotland, died. It made her sad to lose a sister, but she was happy in the thought that Susan was now with Jesus her Saviour in Heaven. After a while Janie was better and Mary packed up and got ready to sail once more to Africa. Just as she got ready to go, her mother became sick. What should Mary do now? She took her troubles to God in prayer. As she prayed, a thought came to her which showed her a way out of her problem. "I will send for my old friend in Dundee to come and take care of Mother and then I can go to Africa." Mother Slessor agreed that this was the thing to do. Soon the friend came and now Mary was free to go to Africa. The weeks at sea were a good rest for her and she was in the best of health when she landed once more at Duke Town. Ten years had gone by since she first came to Africa. "Where should I go now?" asked Mary of Daddy Anderson after she was once again in the mission house on Mission Hill. "This time you are being sent up to Creek Town," said Daddy Anderson. "Oh, I'm glad," said Mary. "That is the settlement farthest up the river." "You will work with the Rev. and Mrs. H. Goldie," continued Daddy Anderson. "That makes me happy, too. They are old friends. I met them on the trip the time before this one." As soon as she was settled in Creek Town, Mary worked harder than ever for the salvation of the natives. She did not care about her health. The only thing she could think of was how she could win more of the natives to Christ. She spent very little on herself because the money from her salary was needed back home in Scotland. One day very sad news came from Scotland. Mother Slessor had died. Mary was very sad. Her mother was the one who had interested her in missionary work by telling her stories about it when she was only a little girl. Her mother had always encouraged her in her work. Her mother was willing to do anything and suffer anything so that Mary could be in the work of saving souls. Her mother was always interested in everything that Mary did. No wonder Mary was sad even though she knew that her mother was now with the Saviour in Heaven. "There is no one to write and tell my stories and troubles and nonsense to. All my life I have been caring and planning and living for my mother and sisters. I am now left stranded and alone." But she was not alone. The words of Jesus, "Lo, I am with you alway," came as sweet comfort to her heart. "Heaven is now nearer to me than Scotland," she said. "And no one will be worried about me if I go up country into the jungles."