Identifier: athomewithhakkas00nage (find matches)
Title: At home with the Hakkas in South China
Year: 1921 (1920s)
Authors: Nagel, Sherman A. (from old catalog)
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Publisher: Mountain View, Cal., Kansas City, Mo. (etc.) Pacific press publishing association
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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atched was because wefeared he might have been hidden inside the compound to open thegates for others. Had we turned him over to the police, he wouldhave been shot; and as he begged for another chance, and seemedsincere, we gave him a kind talking to and let him go. He seemedgrateful, and I hope he reformed. One of the worst things these robbers do is to kidnap little boysand hold them for ransom. This is done continually, yet the govern-ment seldom interferes. One of the saddest things about these casesis that the robbers are always brought in by some one who is ac-quainted with the family. If a man has a grudge against another,he will sometimes take this way to get even. Girls are not often taken, for they are not worth much money inChina. Last year, the son of one of our nearest neighbors wasstolen. The father has received many letters from the robbers,stating how much they want for ransom; but as he is poor, and notable to raise so much money, he cannot redeem the boy, and has not
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A CITY GATE Page 50 . AT HOME WITH THE seen him for many months. This family have not a very good nameamong their neighbors, or others would help them with money. One night, we were awakened by hard crying just over the fence.We arose to inquire what was the matter, and learned that a poorwidowed woman there had just been visited by three robbers, whohad stolen her sixteen-year-old son. While the poor old womanwas not a Christian, I felt very sorry for her; and at morning wor-ship, I prayed for her and the boy. After worship, I went to thecity, and returned about ten oclock. Almost the first person I metafter entering our gate was this woman. She was smiling, and hur-ried to tell me that her boy was safe at home. I went to visit him,and he told me his experience. He said the robbers took him up the river about four miles,where they met another band, and all stopped in an old temple, andhad a feast of chickens which they had stolen. They did not blind-fold him, as is customary; so, as

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