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all desperate as we contemplate the prospect of a famine.”


                      “Oh,” says our friend Lee, not without a touch of irony, “you gentlemen have
                   found the T‟u ti Lao Yie (the god of the fields) has not been able to help you out?
                   Now you come around and ask me to pray my Jesus to send rain down on a lot of

                   idolaters who do not believe on Him! I shall do nothing of the kind, so if that is all
                   you have to say, you may take your departure.”

                      “But Mr. Lee,” they protested, “you will not refuse us so hastily! Is there anything

                   we can do that will make you change your mind and supplicate your Jesus for us?”
                   (Thinking of course that a financial barter was in the offing). But this
                   Lee-Born-of-the-Spirit proved to be none of the spiritual seed of Balaam, the son of
                   Beor!


                      “Yes,” he declared, “there are conditions, but they are not what you think. I
                   demand no money and desire none, but you as the heads of the village will be
                   required to take down every idol or idolatrous symbol of any kind out of your homes

                   and remove your ancestral tablets. All of these things must be brought out and
                   publicly burned in the market place before I shall utter one prayer to my Jesus to
                   relieve your drought.”


                      The “Dong Sz” (village fathers) were speechless at this. They had come prepared
                   to accept a financial proposition, but such conditions as these were beyond their
                   remotest thoughts.


                      They looked blankly at one another till one suggested that he should give them
                   time to think over his terms. To this he agreed.

                      Another week, and the heavens remained as brass, the ground was cracking, and

                   the sprigs of wheat long obscured by dust were beginning to turn yellow.

                      Again the four village fathers presented themselves at the home of Mr.
                   Lee-Born-of-the-Spirit.


                      “Though they were unexpected and unusual, we have decided that we will meet the
                   terms on which you agree to pray to Jesus for rain. We shall remove every Buddhist
                   idol and every idolatrous symbol from our homes. We only beg of you that you will

                   not require us to remove our ancestral tablets. We cannot offend the spirits of our

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