I - THE MISTRESS OF A HOME OF WEALTH

One of the most prominent men in Foochow during the latter half of the last century was Mr. Ahok, a wealthy Chinese merchant.  One who had known him for years speaks of him as “a man of remarkable business integrity and generosity of nature.”  He was very friendly to the Americans and English living in Foochow, and Dr. Baldwin, of the Methodist Mission, was, during all his stay in China, Mr. Ahok’s most trusted friend and adviser.  Mrs. Baldwin gives a very attractive picture of this Chinese gentleman: 

“When any great calamity through fire or flood came to the people, he was quick to respond with the most liberal aid; and I have known him in times of cholera or epidemic sickness to have thousands of packages of medicine put up by our foreign physicians, for him to give to the sick people.  In all our acquaintance with him I never knew him to turn a deaf ear to an appeal for help; in a neighbouring city he supported alone a foundling asylum, in which were one hundred little castaway girls to whom he supplied nurses, clothing, etc., and he assured us that no one besides Mr. Baldwin and myself knew of it.  He had for some time been accustomed to come to advise and consult Mr. Baldwin on various matters, and when going away would give him a power of attorney to sign for the firm.”

When Mr. Ahok was married, he urged Dr. and Mrs. Baldwin to be present at the ceremony, and gave them the privilege of bringing foreign friends with them if they so desired.  His wife was a member of a family of high rank, the sister of a mandarin, and the possessor of an aristocratic little foot two inches and a half long.  Outside of those educated in the mission schools, she was the first Chinese woman that Mrs. Baldwin had met who could read and write.  One day not long after the wedding, Dr. Baldwin met Mr. Ahok, and disregarding the Chinese custom which makes it a breach of etiquette to inquire after a man’s wife, asked about Mrs. Ahok.  Mr. Ahok at once answered with evident pride, “She all the same one mandarin; she reads books all the day.”  He was very proud of her unusual ability, and the confidence and sympathy which soon existed between him and his wife was much greater than is usual in a non-Christian home in China.  Mrs. Ahok shared her husband’s warm feeling for his foreign friends.  The words of Mrs. Baldwin, who knew her intimately, characterize her well: 

“She was, from my first meeting with her, ever a friend of me and mine....  She was a woman of strong character, of fine personal appearance, always attired in elegant dress, and so perfect in her observance of the elaborate code of Chinese etiquette that it was ever a marvel to me how she remembered the smallest details of the exacting courtesy, never failing to meet the terse and telling instruction of the standard book on etiquette for girls and women, ‘As a guest demand nothing, as a hostess exhaust courtesy....’  The better I knew her the more I esteemed her.”

Mr. Ahok had two beautiful homes in Foochow; one a very fine Chinese house, the other an English residence, elegantly furnished with carpets, pictures, piano, and all other foreign furnishings required for comfort and beauty.  In these two homes he and his wife entertained with great hospitality.  Mrs. Baldwin says that she has often seen almost the entire foreign community of Foochow, officials, missionaries, and business people, entertained in the Ahoks’ home, sometimes in Chinese fashion, sometimes in foreign.  It is, of course, contrary to Chinese custom for the mistress of the home to appear before gentlemen outside of her own family.  Mrs. Ahok, however, knowing that it was the custom in England and America for the hostess to dispense hospitality to her guests, gradually accustomed herself to appearing as hostess at all gatherings where there were foreign guests; first at small dinners, and later in larger companies.  One who was a frequent guest in the home says, “It was a constant surprise to me to see this Chinese lady, so accustomed to seclusion, ever so modestly self-possessed, and in courteous, ladylike bearing, equal to every occasion.”

But although ready to conform to foreign custom when entertaining foreign guests in her home, it was several years before Mrs. Ahok was willing to attend similar gatherings in other homes.  She frequently called at the home of her friend, Mrs. Baldwin, but never when there were strangers there.  On one occasion when Mrs. Baldwin was entertaining a few guests at dinner, she invited Mr. Ahok to dine with them.  He accepted readily, and Mrs. Baldwin went on to say:  “We very much desire that Mrs. Ahok should come with you.  We know your customs, but you have known us for a long time.  Cannot Mrs. Ahok make an exception and come on this occasion?” He seemed very much troubled and replied:  “I would very greatly like to have my wife come, and she would enjoy doing so, and if there were no one here but Mr. Baldwin and you she would come.  But other men will be here, and if she came her chair bearers would know it and her name be injured.”

As has been seen, Mr. Ahok was always very friendly to the missionaries and in sympathy with their work.  The Anglo-Chinese College of the Methodist Mission, for example, was made possible by his generous gift.  But it was some years before he became a Christian.  When the step was finally taken, however, he proved to be a most ardent worker, giving generously to the work of several denominations in various parts of China, holding Christian services in his home, and doing earnest personal work among those with whom he came in contact in the transaction of his business, both in Foochow and on his trips to other cities.

Mrs. Ahok was a very devout Buddhist and had no desire at all to learn of Christianity.  She was, however, eager to learn English, and consented to learn it through the Bible, since Miss Foster, the English missionary who had been asked to instruct her in English, would consent to give time from her other work only on that condition.  “I have often found her with the house full of idols, incense being burned before them,” reads a letter from one of her friends.  “Our hearts were often discouraged, fearing that this Chinese lady would always love the idols.”  Even after her husband had become a Christian Mrs. Ahok insisted that she would never forsake the worship of her ancestors and follow the foreign religion.  “But,” said Mrs. Baldwin, “I felt very sure that a woman of her mind and character would yet follow her husband into the better life.  Within a year after, she became a most earnest, loving, working disciple of Christ, ready to deny herself and bear her cross in many ways most trying to a Chinese lady.”

Both Mrs. Ahok and her husband had intense opposition to meet, for it was not to be expected that members of families of such high rank should forsake the religion of their fathers without encountering bitter protest from their kindred.  The opposition of mother and mother-in-law, both of whom lived in the home with them, was especially hard to bear.  Mrs. Ahok’s mother was intensely hostile to Christianity, and did everything possible to make things so unpleasant for her daughter that she would renounce her new faith.  Mr. Ahok’s mother was no less opposed at first; but gradually she became more willing to learn about Christianity, and for some time alternated between her idol worship and the Sunday and mid-week services and family prayers which Mr. Ahok held in his home.  At length, after having thus compared the two religions for some time, she announced:  “You may take my idol away.  Hereafter your God shall be my God.”  From that time on she was a radiant Christian, and it was not long until Mrs. Ahok’s mother followed her example.

At the time of the death of Mr. Ahok’s mother, there occurred an interesting example of the way in which a Chinese can become an earnest Christian without becoming less Chinese thereby.  In that part of China the wealthy families, and many of those of the middle classes, begin on the seventh day after a death a series of “meritorious” ceremonies for the repose and general benefit of the soul of the departed.  In one form or another the ceremonies are repeated every seventh day thereafter until the forty-ninth day.  Buddhist or Taoist priests are hired to conduct the ceremonies.  Mr. Ahok, probably partly that he might not antagonize his relatives and friends by a disregard of their funeral customs, partly because of the opportunity for spreading the knowledge of Christianity thus afforded, followed the custom of having such a gathering every seventh day.  But instead of non-Christian ceremonies being held, the truths of Christianity were preached.

Mrs. Ahok proved to be as active a worker as was her husband.  When she had been a Christian only a very short time, the leader for the Friday night meeting held in their home failed to arrive.  Evidently her husband was away on one of his business trips, for there was no one else there who could take charge of the service.  So Mrs. Ahok said, “I will lead it, though I am not very well instructed in the doctrines of Christianity.”  In telling of it afterward she said:  “I read about the woman who lost the piece of money and took a candle and searched for it; and about the sheep that was lost and found; and then there was singing and prayer; and I spoke to them, and I was able to speak a great deal for them to hear.  God helped me and blessed me greatly in the service.”

Soon after she had become a Christian she wrote a letter to the Woman’s Foreign Missionary Society of the Methodist Church, to be read at their annual meeting.  In it she says:  “The time for your meeting is so near that thoughts of it are constantly in my heart....  We have meetings in our hong (store), and also meetings in our house every Friday evening.  The praise for leading us to know the doctrine, and open the meetings, is all due to the sisters who have not minded that the road to China led them so away from their own country, but have come to teach us of Christianity.  Although I do not presume to say that my heart has been deeply sown with gospel seed, yet I know that it has been changed into a different heart....  Now I send you this letter of greeting, thanking you for your favours, and praising you for your great virtues.  May God bless your fervour and spread abroad the doctrine of Christianity in my country.  This is what I always pray.”

II - WORK AMONG THE WOMEN OF THE UPPER CLASSES

Interested in every form of Christian service, Mrs. Ahok was especially eager to share the joy of her new-found faith with the women of her own class, the wealthy aristocratic ladies whose secluded lives were so barren and empty, and to whom it was so difficult for a missionary to obtain access.  She threw herself with whole-hearted eagerness into the work of the Church of England Zenana Society, whose mission is to these very women, and many are the testimonies to the inestimable value of the work which she did.  As one of the missionaries wrote:  “She is of immense usefulness in getting the houses open, as she knows the high-class families, and is intensely earnest herself that her fellow-countrywomen should receive the glad news too.  Her knowledge of the endless Chinese etiquette and customs, too, is of great service.”  How difficult it would have been to carry on work of this kind successfully without the help of a Chinese lady of the “four hundred,” can be judged from the accounts of the work which the missionaries wrote home from time to time.

“We have paid our first visit to some of the rich families in the city.  Mrs. Ahok sent a coolie on the day before to ask if they could see us, and they having signified their willingness, we agreed to meet Mrs. Ahok and go with her.  We had some dinner at 12 o’clock, as the city is so far away it takes a great deal of time to go, and then started in our sedan chairs to meet Mrs. Ahok.  We found her ready, waiting for us, dressed in a most lovely coral pink jacket, beautifully embroidered, and with very pretty ornaments in her hair....”

“After an hour and a half’s ride through the narrow, crowded streets of the suburbs we reached the city gates; then through more streets even more thronged, till we reached the house.  We were carried through the large outer door, then through a small courtyard, and our chairs put down in a row facing the partition which shut off the next portion of the house.  There we had to sit some little time, as I fancy the ladies had not quite finished dressing, but at last out came one of the heads of the family and invited us in.  We got out of our chairs and in turn made a sort of low bow to the newcomer, shaking our own hands (Chinese fashion) all the time.  This over, she escorted us into an inner room....  There was a rug on the floor, a round table, some very high chairs with straight backs, and some mirrors.  We sat in state some few minutes and then more ladies came in one after another, and each one we had to salute in the same ceremonious way....”

“We had to drink tea when we first went in, and later quite a meal was spread on the round table, cakes, fruits, and tea again.  We sat at the table with about three of the principal ladies, and the others looked on.  I was a good deal struck with the respectful way the young women treat the older ones, always rising when they enter the room, and remaining standing until they are seated....  We were invited to go and inspect the house, and I was soon quite bewildered at the number of courtyards with rooms all round, which we were led through.  I think I was never before in so large a house in China, all one story, but it must cover a great deal of ground.  The number of people, too, seemed very great; wives, sons’ wives, brothers’ wives, children in dozens and scores, servants and slave girls to any number ­altogether in that one establishment, one hundred and twenty people.”

“At last we finished our tour of inspection, and arrived again in the inner court; but alas! more refreshments were waiting, a bowl of soup for each of us, with some white stuff inside....  We got through the greater part of the concoction, wiped our mouths with a cloth wrung out in very hot water presented to us by a slave girl, and began to take our leave, bowed to the ladies of the house, begged them to be seated, informed them that we had given them much trouble, but felt grateful for their kindness, and amid repeated requests to ‘walk slowly, slowly,’ we reached our chairs, alternately calling our thanks, and requests to them to be seated.  It is a great thing, going with Mrs. Ahok, for one has a good opportunity of learning many little customs which please them greatly.”

“We then proceeded to another house, where we went through much the same etiquette.  We were received by a very pleasant old lady and her daughter-in-law, a nice young woman with four dear little children, three of them boys.  The old lady is a widow; her husband when living was a mandarin, and her eldest son is now at Peking, preparing to be a mandarin also.  We were obliged to drink tea again, and after some time the old lady invited us into her own bedroom, a very much cleaner room than one sees generally, with white matting on the floor and some good furniture.  She was very proud of it, but according to Chinese fashion kept exclaiming that it was such a dirty bad room, that she could hardly ask us into it, but we must excuse it, as it was ‘an old woman’s room.’  We had the concertina brought in again and sang several hymns to which they listened very quietly.  One of us read a verse and explained it before singing it, and Mrs. Ahok joined heartily, most bravely acknowledging herself to be a Christian, and telling her friends how happy she was.  We then went through the house, and about the middle of the establishment we came on a little enclosure where trees were growing, and a pond of water with a rookery behind it looked quite pretty....  When we left they begged us to come again, and Mrs. Ahok is so pleased with the reception we received that she is anxious, if possible, to arrange for us to go again next week.”

Even more formidable than ceremonious social calls in wealthy Chinese homes, is the thought of entertaining the aristocracy in one’s own home.

“I want to tell you about our grand feast,” one lady writes.  “We had been entertained at several houses, and wished to try to get on more friendly terms with some of the rich city ladies.  We feared that they would never be willing to come so far, they so seldom leave their houses for anything.  However, through our unfailing friend, Mrs. Ahok, we sent invitations asking them to come and dine with us....  Sixteen ladies promised to come.  The day before, we had to remind them of the day and hour; but according to Chinese etiquette we only sent our cards, and the messenger explained his errand....”

“Well, at last the day arrived, and we were busy all the morning making the house look as bright as we could, and getting chairs put about in the verandas and passages.  Mrs. Ahok came first, very kindly, and advised us how best to set the tables, etc.  She ordered the feast for us, as the Chinese always do, from a shop.  So much is paid for a table and everything is provided.  Mrs. Ahok lent us all her own pretty things for the table, lovely little silver cups, ornamented silver spoons, red china tea cups with silver stands, and ivory chopsticks mounted with silver; so we were very grand.  We had two tables, ten at each.  We were twenty in all, counting ourselves.”

“At last they began to arrive, and we were kept busy receiving, and conducting them to their seats in the drawing-room.  Tea had to be offered at once, and that was hard to manage as none of our men servants might come into the room; so Tuang had to do it all.  I do wish you could have peeped in and seen them all sitting about our drawing-room.  To us it was a sight that made our hearts dance for joy ­and it was a pretty sight too.  Some dresses were quite lovely, all the colours of the rainbow, and beautifully embroidered....”

“Next on the programme came what the Chinese call ‘Tieng sieng,’ fruit and cakes; and during the interval they wandered all over the house examining everything, and we moved about, talking first to one and then to another.  Several little things much encouraged us ­their friendly, pleasant manner and evident pleasure, and the earnest way in which they pressed us to go again to visit them.  One old lady, of a rich mandarin family, said to me in a confidential way, behind her fan:  ’Come and see me some day when you have plenty of time, and tell me all about the doctrine, slowly, slowly.  I would like to understand about it.’”

“At last the feast was announced, and then came the critical point ­seating them at table.  One table is supposed to be high, the other low, in point of honour, and at each table the seats are all in order (one, two, three, four, etc.), and it is a mortal offence to give a low seat to one who should be placed high.  Mrs. Ahok came to our aid again and pointed out each lady according to her rank and Miss ­ escorted her to her place.  We ourselves had, of course, to take the lowest places.”

“Mrs. Ahok then asked a blessing and we began.  The principal dish is placed in the centre of the table and the hostess with her own chopsticks helps the guests, all the time urging them to eat, and apologizing for the food, saying she is sorry she has nothing fit for them to eat.  Mrs. Ahok did the chief part of these duties for us, and we tried to watch her and do as she did.  About two hours we sat at the table, and at last, when we were nearly exhausted, bowls of hot water were brought in, and a cloth wrung out was handed to each person to wash her mouth and hands.  The effect on these powdered and painted faces was very funny, but Mrs. Ahok had prepared us for this emergency also, and had sent over her own dressing box ­such a beautiful large one ­fitted up with everything they could need, powders, paints, and all complete.  The ladies were quite charmed and delighted to find such a thing in a foreign house, and adjourned upstairs with great delight to beautify themselves.  We heard them telling each other that it was just as if they had been at home....”

“At length they said they must go, and we had great leave-taking, bowing and scraping, and thanks, and apologies for having troubled us so much, and assurances on our part that it was all pleasure; and finally off they went, and we sat down to cool ourselves, and drink tea, and chat with Mrs. Ahok.  She was very glad and thankful that all went off so well, but quite tired after her exertions, and sat holding her poor little bound feet in her hands, saying they did ache so.”

III - A JOURNEY TO ENGLAND

One day when Mrs. Ahok went to call on one of her English friends, Miss Bradshaw, she was startled to find that the physician had ordered her to leave for England on the next steamer, sailing three days later.  “I wish you could go with me, Mrs. Ahok,” Miss Bradshaw said, when she had told her of the physician’s decision.  This was a very remarkable suggestion to make to this little Chinese woman, whose life had been such a secluded one that a few years before she would not even accept an invitation to dinner with the Baldwins, since there were to be foreign gentlemen present.  Only a short time before, when the Baldwins were returning to America and Mrs. Ahok had gone with them, on her husband’s launch, to the steamer anchorage, twelve miles away, they had considered it a great honour, since this Chinese friend had never been so far from home before.  But Mrs. Ahok’s response was even more remarkable than Miss Bradshaw’s proposition; for in three days her little Chinese trunks packed and ticketed, “Dublin, Ireland.”  Mr. Ahok had heartily consented to his wife’s going; and she, unwilling to have her sick friend take the long journey alone, and mindful of the service she might perform for her people in England, by telling of their need and pleading for workers, quickly decided to go.

A letter from a friend who was with her the day she sailed shows the spirit with which she took this remarkable step:  “I was impressed with two things; her implicit confidence in her missionary friend, and her sweet, innocent trust in the love and care of her Heavenly Father.  She was leaving an elegant home and a large household, and in giving last advice to servants and children her voice was clear and joyous, but I noticed that she often furtively wiped the tears off her cheeks.  In her good-bye to her dearly loved aged mother, whose grief was inconsolable, she said:  ’Don’t grieve, don’t worry, just pray and God will take care of me and I will come back.  Then we will sit here together and I will have so many things to tell you.’  Again and again she said to her children, ’Study your lessons diligently and pray night and morning.’”

Mrs. Ahok sailed from Foochow the 26th of January, 1890.  At Hong Kong she was told, “There are a hundred miseries ahead of you,” but she answered unflinchingly, “If there were a thousand more I would go.”  From Singapore she wrote to her husband: 

“Yesterday we arrived here at twelve o’clock.  Diong Chio (her servant, who accompanied her) wishes very much to go back to Foochow.  But I think now I have come so far on the way, I wish very much to obey God’s will and go on to England....  Yesterday we drove in a horse carriage to see Mrs. Cooke.  We saw Mrs. Ting’s relatives in the school....  It is very hot here, like Foochow in the sixth moon.  I wish you very much to take care of yourself and take care of the children, and do not let them play too much....  I send chang angs (greetings) to the Christian brothers and sisters, so many I cannot name them all, but greet them all.  Please sometimes comfort my mother’s heart and cheer her that she may be happy in trusting in God all the time.  Write to me in Chinese characters, and I can then read it myself; or sometimes, if more convenient, in English, and Miss Bradshaw will read it to me.”

A letter from Penang, written two days later, reads: 

“Leaving Singapore, a Chinese lady and gentleman came on board our boat to come to their home here in Penang.  I saw the lady was very sad ... so I talked with them, and found they knew your friend in Singapore.  I spoke to them of God and the Christian doctrine, and they were very glad to hear.  When we arrived here they invited me to their house to breakfast, which was quite a feast.  Their house is very beautiful, four stories high.  They afterward took me to call on some friends, and then brought me back to the boat on time.”

At Colombo she and Miss Bradshaw were met by Miss Bradshaw’s sister and brother-in-law, whose home was in that city.  Mrs. Ahok wrote from there: 

“We are staying two days and two nights, until our boat starts for England....  In the evening when it was cool our friends took us to drive, and to call on some Christian people.  We saw carriages and horses, so many, running so fast; and the roads and streets are so wide many carriages can go together on them.  We passed many black people; nearly all the people are black.  We saw many women and girls with their ears full and covered with ear-rings, and some in their noses too, and some men also wear ear-rings.  I see the black people, I think how wonderful God’s love must be, to give His Son to die for all the world, these black people as well as for us.  The friends here said they were glad I was going to England to tell the people there about the heathen.  They promised all to pray for me, and I want you also to pray that I may fulfil God’s will, and do much for God’s kingdom in England, and then come back quickly home.”

“It is very hot here, but the evenings and early mornings are cool.  Every one goes out to work, or walk, or drive, from daybreak until the sun is hot, and breakfast at ten o’clock.  I want to know, when you write, what Heli is doing; and now I am away from home you will take great care of all the children.  Please chang ang all friends and relatives, and Dr. and Mrs. Sites, and take great care of yourself, that when I return I may find all well.  Tell me how the boys are, and don’t allow Jimmy to climb the trees.  Comfort my mother and tell her all I have written.”

Mrs. Ahok was the second Chinese lady of rank to visit England, the first one being the wife of the Chinese ambassador.  She was the first Christian Chinese woman England had ever known, and everywhere excited much interest and won warm friends. The Christian of London gives an account of a meeting held in the Parochial Hall at Clontarf near Dublin, at which the chairman proposed the following resolution: 

“This meeting having assembled to welcome Miss Bradshaw on her return from China; and having learned the extraordinary friendship, tenderness, and devotedness of her Chinese friend, the Honourable Lady of Diong Ahok, mandarin of Foochow, who had at a few hours’ notice decided to break through national customs and leave her home and family, rather than allow Miss Bradshaw to undertake the journey alone; hereby records its unbounded admiration of such Christian sympathy, and brave and generous conduct; and they trust that her own and her husband’s desire that her visit may excite fresh Christian workers to go to China, may be abundantly fulfilled.”

The report of the meeting goes on to say: 

“This resolution being carried, Miss Bradshaw intimated to Lady Ahok the purport of what had taken place, and asked her to say a few words of acknowledgment.  Accordingly, with the greatest simplicity and self-possession she said (each word of her sentences being translated by Miss Bradshaw) that she was very glad to meet them all, and was very thankful to have been brought to England; that her faith in God had enabled her to come.”

The Tenth Annual meeting of the Church of England Zenana Society was held in Princes Hall, London, during Mrs. Ahok’s visit to England, and she was one of the principal speakers.  In spite of heavy and incessant rain the audience began to assemble before the doors were open.  Numbers stood throughout, and many more failed to gain admission.  Standing quietly before the large audience, Mrs. Ahok gave her message so effectively that when she sat down, the chairman, Sir Charles N. Aitchison, exclaimed:  “Did you ever hear a more simple, more touching appeal under such circumstances?  I never did.”

Stating the purpose of her visit to England Mrs. Ahok said: 

“I have come from China ­from Foochow ­and come to England for what business and what purpose?  The road here was very difficult, sitting in a boat for so long!  Very tiresome it was, to be on the rough sea, with wind and waves for the first time!  My servant Diong Chio and I have come here.  We are strangers!  We raise our eyes and look on people’s faces, but we can see no one we know ­no relative, no one like ourselves ­all truly strange!  I left my little boy, my husband, my mother ­all this:  for what purpose, do you think?  It is only entirely for the sake of Christ’s Gospel that I have come.”

“It is not for the sake of seeing a new place and new people, or any beautiful thing; we have in China quite close to us new places ­beautiful places.  I have never seen them yet; so why should I come so far to see other places?  They may be very good to see, but not for this could I leave my household and people.  I cannot speak your words, I do not know any one, and your food is quite different from ours:  nothing is at all the same as that to which I am accustomed....”

“...  It was God’s Holy Spirit that led me to come.  He wanted me to do what?  Not to amuse myself, but to ask and invite you to come to China to tell the doctrine of Christ.  How could you know the needs of China without hearing them?  How could you hear unless I came to tell you?  Now you can know, for I say the harvest in China is very great, but the labourers are so few.  Now my great desire is that the Gospel of Christ may be known on earth as it is in heaven.  It is not yet known in China, and because the great houses have not yet heard the Gospel, all their money is spent on the idols, sacrifices, and burning incense.”

“In this country some help to spread the Gospel, some go to other countries to tell those who have never heard, but some (a great many) are not helping in any way:  though they have all heard themselves, they are living here only to obey their own wills, for their own pleasure in this world!  How pitiable!  We all know the Gospel of Christ; let us then not follow the heathen (who have never heard) in caring for the things of this world.  The Bible says, ’If a man receives all the riches of this world, and loses his own soul’ (and the souls of many others), ’what can it profit him?’...”

“I am only here for a very little, then I must go back to Foochow, where there are so many large houses full of ladies; the workers are so very few now.  At this time only one ku-niong is there to visit all the great city houses.  She is not enough to visit so many; and it is said that in these mandarin houses their ears have never yet heard the doctrine....  Now I pray God to cause, whether ku-niongs (unmarried ladies) or sing-sang-niongs (married ladies), quickly to go and enter these houses with the Gospel.  Now I ask you, raise up hot hearts in yourselves and quickly help us.”

    “First.  Will you come back to China with me?”

    “Second.  If you cannot, will you cause others to come, by sending
    them and doing what you can to help them to come?”

Mrs. Ahok had planned for a six months’ visit in England, but word came that her husband was ill, and she left in July, after a stay of a little less than four months, during which she had addressed large audiences in approximately one hundred meetings in England and Ireland.  The impression she had made there may be gathered from a paragraph which appeared in India’s Women and China’s Daughters, after she had left: 

“Those who saw Mrs. Ahok’s earnest face, and listened to some of the most simple and heart-stirring words ever heard on an English platform, will recall the impression her plea for her countrywomen then made....  If God should open the way for Mrs. Ahok again to visit England, she will be welcomed as one who brought home the reality of missions to many a conscience in England, and revived the flagging spirits to zeal for the Lord of Hosts!”

Mrs. Ahok went home by way of Canada, accompanied by Miss Mead, one of the new workers for whom she had been pleading.  She did not realize how seriously ill her husband was, for he had written cheerfully:  “Tell Mrs. Ahok that I have been a little ill for some weeks and that now I am staying at the Ato house.  I find it very restful staying quietly at the old home....  Tell Mrs. Ahok, please, not to worry at all about me.”  On saying good-bye to friends in England Mrs. Ahok told them that she hoped to come again, and that the next time it would be with her husband.  She was thus spared the keen anxiety throughout the long journey which she must have suffered, had she realized her husband’s condition.  She wrote back to Miss Bradshaw from Montreal, telling of her safe arrival and expressing her gratitude that although she and her maid had both suffered severely from sea-sickness, they had been well taken care of by “a woman who was a worshipper of God.”  At Vancouver she had to wait some days for her steamer, and she wrote from there on July 26: 

“All well, all peace.  From the time I left England a month has passed away.  I keep thinking constantly of the meetings in England which we had together.  Now we are in this place waiting for the ship and therefore we had this very good opportunity for work.  I have been invited by the minister of the church here to speak at meetings.  I have done so six times.  Because this is a new place, and there are men and women who do not at all believe the Gospel, but who like to hear about Chinese ways and customs, therefore they all greatly wish me to go to these meetings.  I think this is also God’s leading for us, that we could not proceed on our journey, but must spend this time here....  To-day is Saturday; this afternoon at half-past three we are to have another meeting; to-morrow we go on board ship to return to China....  When you have an opportunity, give my greetings to all my Christian friends.”

After Mrs. Ahok was back in China, she had a letter from the minister of the Methodist church in Vancouver telling her that three new missionary societies had been formed as a result of her few days’ stay.  He added, “Your stay here has been an inspiration to us; the fortnight has been one of blessing to us all.”

IV - PATIENT IN TRIBULATION

The long anticipated home-coming was a very sad one.  During the hot summer months Mr. Ahok had grown steadily weaker, and he died almost three months before his wife reached Foochow.  It was a great comfort to those who had been instrumental in arranging for Mrs. Ahok’s trip to England to remember how fully her husband had approved of the plan.  Miss Bradshaw said:  “I shall never forget the bright way in which Mr. Ahok faced all the dangers and difficulties of the journey on which he was sending Mrs. Ahok.  As he said good-bye at the anchorage, he said he did it gladly, for the sake of getting more workers for China.”  Not even when sick and suffering did he regret having let his wife go, although he missed her greatly.  He wrote Miss Bradshaw, during his illness, “I realize how great God’s grace is, in allowing Mrs. Ahok to visit England, and I am so thankful to all the Christian friends who have helped her and been kind to her.”

Mrs. Ahok’s brother, her nephew, and Dr. Sites, who had long been a friend of hers and of Mr. Ahok’s, met her with a houseboat at the steamer anchorage; and during the twelve-mile ride up the river, the sad news was told.  The shock almost stunned Mrs. Ahok at first, but with realization came heart-rending grief.  Miss Mead, the young missionary who had come from England with her, wrote soon after their arrival:  “Yesterday afternoon I went with three of the ladies to see her.  The expression on her face was altered and according to Chinese custom she was very shabbily dressed.  Her jewels were taken off.  She keeps saying, ’If I could only see him once more and tell him all I have done in England!’”

Added to her grief for her husband, Mrs. Ahok had to bear the taunts and reproaches of her non-Christian relatives, who told her that all this trouble had come as a just punishment of the gods, because she had forsaken the religion of her ancestors, and violated the customs of her country in leaving it for so many months to visit a foreign land.  Not only this, but taking advantage of her refusal to perform certain rites of non-Christian worship which are a part of the legal ceremony connected with the inheritance of property, they seized Mr. Ahok’s estate, and the dainty little woman who had always been accustomed to every comfort, and even luxury, was left with little but the house in which she lived.  Moreover a fresh sorrow followed close upon the first one, as her mother lived only a short time after her return.

But in spite of these heavy burdens, the rare courage which had so often been evidenced before, soon began to reassert itself.  Miss Mead was soon able to write:  “Mrs. Ahok spoke a little at the Bible-women’s meeting on Tuesday, and for the first time came here afterward and had a cup of tea, and saw my room.  She is brighter, and I am glad to tell you that she was able to say that the peace of God was still hers.  Jimmy Ahok (her little son) was present at Miss Davis’ wedding.”  Nor was Mrs. Ahok too absorbed in her grief to remember her friend in her happiness, for little Jimmy carried with him a beautiful bunch of flowers for the bride.

As soon as the news of Mr. Ahok’s death reached England, a letter of sympathy signed by nearly five hundred of Mrs. Ahok’s friends in England was sent to her.  Its closing paragraph must have brought her comfort in the knowledge that her journey had not been made in vain: 

“We bless God for your coming to England.  We have learned to know and love you.  Your words are not forgotten.  The seed God enabled you to sow is already bearing some fruit, and will, we believe, bring forth much more.  One sister has gone with you; we send this by the hands of three more.  We know others who were led by your words to offer themselves for Christ’s work in China.  Two of them are now being trained for the mission field.  This will cheer your heart.”

To this, Mrs. Ahok replied: 

“I thank you all very much for your sympathy, and for sending such good words to comfort me.  I rejoiced greatly to hear your words.  When I was in England I was a great trouble to you, and I must thank you for all your kindness to me then....”

“After leaving England I reached Foochow at the end of the seventh moon, and then heard that my beloved husband had left this world and been called home by God to His kingdom in heaven.  At that time I was very sad and distressed, and my distress was the greater because I had no one to carry on our business.  Being anxious about money matters, therefore, these many days, I have failed to reply to your letter and to send you my salutations, and thank you all for your great love.”

“Now because I cannot carry on trade myself, therefore I have determined to close our business and pay all debts; and the British consul has kindly acted for me in this matter.  My hope is that God will enable me to sell this house in which I am living, and then I shall have a competency.  It is because I fear that I shall not have enough to feed, clothe, and educate my children that I wish to sell this house.  As soon as I have done this I think I shall be able, with the missionary ladies, to visit the houses of the gentry, and have worship with the Chinese ladies, and exhort them all to embrace Christianity.  Thus I shall be doing the Lord’s work.  I trust you will all pray for me, and trust that in some future time an opportunity may be given me of again visiting England and America to work for the Lord.  This is the true desire of my heart.”

“At this time I seem to have no heart to write, but I send this letter to you to express my thanks.  Another day I may write again.  My two little children send their greeting, and I add my own.  After my return home an additional trouble came upon me because my mother was called home to God.  But so far as she is concerned death must be reckoned happiness.  She with my husband, earlier than myself, are enjoying the eternal bliss of heaven.  I will thank you to give my salutations to all the sisters and ministers whom I know.”

Mrs. Ahok soon began again the work among the upper class women which had been her great joy, heartily co-operating with both American and English missionaries in their efforts for these women.  Miss Ruth Sites, of the American Methodist Mission, was very eager to do something for the young girls of this class, and Mrs. Ahok gladly lent her influence, with such effect that Miss Sites was enabled to start a small school.  Here a good education was given to the daughters of the official class, and Christianity was so taught and lived that by the end of the second year all but two of the pupils were Christians.  Miss Sites wrote also of the help that Mrs. Ahok gave in taking her to call in the homes which it would otherwise have been impossible for her to reach.

The Church of England Mission had for some years maintained a school for the daughters of the Chinese Christians in Foochow; but a few years after Mrs. Ahok’s return from England they began to feel the urgent need of another school, where girls from non-Christian families could be educated.  When Mrs. Ahok’s advice was asked, she heartily approved of the plan and advised that it be attempted, offering to rent her home to the Mission for a school building, and promising also to help in the teaching.  Moreover she was invaluable in interesting her non-Christian friends in the school, and it rapidly grew from four to forty-five, with such prospects of future prosperity that the house next door to Mrs. Ahok’s was also rented, and a new dormitory and dining-room were built.

Girls brought up in non-Christian homes are of course very different from the daughters of Christian parents, and Mrs. Ahok warned the missionaries at the outset that they would be very difficult to manage, and herself drew up the school rules.  Her services were of the greatest value, both in this school and in the School for High Class Girls established by the Church of England Zenana Society a few years later, of which she was made the matron.  “She makes the girls love her, and her influence over them is good,” wrote one of the teachers.  “A fortnight ago some money was stolen out of a drawer.  I was very sad about it, and the girls were urged to confess, but until yesterday no one spoke.  Yesterday Amy told Mrs. Ahok that she had taken it and asked her to tell me.”  Again she wrote:  “Mrs. Ahok makes a very good matron of the school, and an excellent hostess to the many visitors who come to see the school.  Whenever an opening is given Mrs. Ahok and I return the call, and usually get good opportunities of delivering the message.”

Testimony is also borne to Mrs. Ahok’s effective work among the mothers of the pupils of the school.  One of her great joys is a weekly meeting in that wing of the Church Missionary Society’s hospital which was erected in memory of her husband, and set aside for the use of women patients.

Throughout her life of whole-hearted service for the women and girls of her country, Mrs. Ahok has been a most devoted mother to her adopted son, Charlie, and her own child, who was always known as Jimmy.  The latter inherited his mother’s quick mind, and made such a good record at the college which his father’s generous gift had founded many years before, that after his graduation he was asked to return as one of the faculty.  The beauty of his life was the crowning tribute to his mother.  At a meeting held in Foochow, an American, who had recently come there as an insurance agent, told how much impressed he had been by a young Chinese to whom he had been talking, and added that if the Christian schools turned out young men like that, he thought the work was indeed worth while.  The young man was Jimmy Ahok.

In the summer of 1904 the young man’s wife was very ill, and through the hot summer weeks he cared for her night and day with such devotion that his own health gave out.  It was some time before he would admit that he was ill; but he was finally forced to succumb to a severe attack of pneumonia, which ended his life within a very few days.  His only anxiety seemed to be that he had not done enough work for his non-Christian neighbours.  “I have not tried enough to influence the neighbours,” he told his mother.  “When I get well I will have a service for them and teach them to worship God.”  His death was a great blow to his mother, but her work has again been her solace.

One of her friends wrote to England, at the time of her son’s death, that the thought that her friends in England would be praying for her was one of the greatest sources of comfort to Mrs. Ahok.  In the midst of her busy life in China she has never forgotten England nor her friends there.  Some years after her return to China, she sent her greetings to her English friends by one of the returning missionaries, and bade her ask them:  “Have you done, and are you doing, all you resolved to do for my sisters in China?  So many missionaries have been called home, there can be no lack of knowledge now as to the needs of the heathen.  With so many to witness to them, how great is the increase of responsibility to Christians at home.”

She wrote to the women of the Church of England Zenana Society:  “You rejoiced to help many ladies to come to Foochow to act as light-bearers and induce those who were sitting in darkness to cast away the false and embrace the true, and to put away all the wicked and evil customs.  The work which these ladies are doing is of great value and has helped many.  They have preached the gospel in all the region; they have tended the sick in the Mission hospitals; they have opened schools for women and girls in several places, and in my own house.  In my own house there are now thirty-nine scholars, some of whom have unbound their feet; and some have been baptized.  I myself every week teach in this school, and I also go to the hospital and talk to the sick people.  I trust that this seed so widely sown will presently bear fruit, some thirty, some sixty, some a hundred fold.  You will remember that when I was in England I told you of the state of things in China; and I hope you will not forget my words but will do your utmost to help China, that God’s promised reward may hereafter be yours.”

Mrs. Ahok is daily giving herself, in whole-hearted service, to her countrywomen.  A fellow-worker has recently written of her: 

“She is winning her way into the hearts of the people in the Manchu settlement.  Always bright and cheerful, and ready to tell the Story, she is welcomed wherever she goes.  When I think of her past life of ease as the daughter, and later the wife, of an official, I marvel at her spirit of consecration.  Quietly she goes from house to house in search of those who are willing to listen.  Miles she has walked over the hot stone pavements.  ’If my people will only believe in Christ, I shall be well repaid,’ she says.”

A true Christian woman, whose courage has flinched at no sacrifice, who has borne the loss of husband, mother, son, and property, and the reproaches of non-Christian relatives, with a peace and a faith unshakeable and convincing, Mrs. Ahok is accomplishing much by what she does, doubtless even more by what she is.