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better than a series of camel humps. The lilting motion of cycle and side-car even at

the speed of 20 m.p.h was reminiscent of the sensation one experiences on a carnival
thriller. The old gentleman accustomed to the placid progress of the wheel-barrow felt
himself to be traveling at a blinding speed, at least half of which was up-and-down.
He was half-way convinced that the rapture of the saints was already begun!

We circled the village of Hu and entered at the south gate, finally drawing up in
front of the gate of his mansion. We extricated him from the side-car and helped him
through the courtyards into his spacious sanctum.

One would think that such a harrowing experience would have banished from his
mind the message of the afternoon. Bur he had no more than deposited himself in the
semi-reclining wicker chair before he straightened up and whisked back each sleeve

preparatory to issuing a manifesto.

“It will not be long!” he declared. “You younger men will live to see it. Unless He
comes within the next year or so, they will put me in that casket out there! (pointing

with index finger to the coffin room in the rear of the establishment). But even I will
not have to sleep very soundly. I will only nod a little while before the trumpet
sounds!”

We shall never forget the triumphant radiance of his countenance, an
incense-bearer of the Son of the God.

“Even so, come Lord Jesus!”

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