THE TIBETAN MISSIONARY

EDGAR NICHOLS RETURNS

A large part of the citizenry of
Batang Valley assembled at the hot
spring a couple of miles above the
town, on the morning of March 20,
1946, to bid farewell to their be
loved teacher and evangelist, who af
ter nearly eight years among them,
. was returning for a furlough in the
homeland. Though many tears were
shed at parting, he did not leave
them comfortless; for the nurse, Miss
Gladys Schwake, evangelist Joseph
"Wang, and other faithful Christians
are there to continue the ministry of
the Gospel in word and example,
and they have the assurance of his
own purpose to return, God willing,
after furlough.
After three weeks of caravan
travel he reached Kangting, where
he had hoped to find the motor ror.d
open, but instead, had to get carriers
for four days to Ya-Gan, where he
and his companions were among the
overload of passengers who obtained
truck transportation to Chengtu,-
at a price.
At Chungking, May 11, he wrote,
"The day after my arrival here I
went to the American Consul to get
my passport renewed and to ask
about transportation by the A.T.C.
As the army is to discontinue that
service shortly, and can not carry
all applicants whose petitions have
already been received, they would
not even accept my application. I
went over to the Chinese National
Aviation Corporation, and was asked
to wait five weeks. Board here is
$4,500.00 National currency, per
day!
Perhaps my appearance counted
against me for I was sweating in my
old woolens. I had found a second
hand suit for sale, but as it was
priced at $200,000. ($100.00. in
good American money) I decided to
follow the advice of my Scotch friend
at the China Inland Mission who
said, "Don't buy here, prices are
terrible." In this Dilemma, I went
again to the Consul and prevailed
upon him to make out an application
for me, and while there, decided to
call on Chaplain Halnes, a friend of
my friend, the afore mentioned
Scotchman. When I introduced my
self he said, "0, you're the chap
from Batang!"
He was having tea with a guest to
whom he said, "Dr. Ainsley, meet
Mr. Nichols, Just down from Ba
tang!"
"Are you," asked Dr. Ainsley, "the
Mr. Nichols who sent his family home
a few years ago?"
"Yes."
(Continued on page 2)
September, 1946
NICHOLS FAMILY KE-rXlTED
FAREWELL!
After many d;scoui\igiug delays
and months of waiting. I am now
actually on my way to the Tibetan
Border. This will be my last message
to you before I leave America.
I sailed from San Francisco Sun
day, July 28th, on the M. S. Rose-
ville, a Norwegian Freighter. My
cabin-mate is a young woman my
own age, of the China Inland Mis
sion, who has spent one term of over
eight years in China. Our interests
are much the same and we enjoy
each other's company. Food and ac
commodations are excellent.
We arrived in San Pedro July 29th
and are scheduled to sail today.
July Slst, if we are not further de
layed. From here we go direct (o.
Shanghai, taking about three weeks.
The Lord is leading and will cou-.
tinue to do so, as I journey onward ,
toward Batang, where Miss Schwal ei
anxiously awaits my arrival. T)ie;
Backs are continuing their efforts
to secure a passport, supplies and
boxes to pack them in, and passage
to China. Pray much for them and
do all you can to help them, for
they are greatly needed on the field.
Your prayers and support are
deeply appreciated and I am sure the
Lord will bless you as you serve
Him in this way. Melba Palmer.
MOZONE'S PASSING
We recently received word from
Kangting that Mozone, one of our
faithful Christians, has passed away.
It was a shock to all of us, but our
sorrow was tempered with joy, for
we know that even his death was a
witness for his Lord.
Marguerite Bare.
BACKS GRANTED PASSPORT
Lllis Back stopped with us Sep
tember 2nd after bringing the final
message at the Southwestern Conven
tion. He has his long-delayed pass
port and is making a final tour to
rulfill his appointments, and then
will attend to matters of passage and
freight shipment. The travel fund is
short, but there should be no diffi
culty there, when the loyal brethren
know he is ready. They already know
the urgent need out there on the
Border, and I think they know how
to pray. Mrs. N. H. Bare.
Na-wha. Mrs. Joseph Wang, has
been in delicate health; the altitude
here seems to be hard on her heart,
but it is hoped she will soon make
an adjustment to local conditions.
Given reasonable health, she will
prove a valuable addition to the mis
sion personnel. Lois Bare.
BA WANG HANG BAPTIZED
My precious student, Ba-Wang-
I-Iang was baptized on Sunday, June
16th. It certainly was a precious ex
perience for us all. He left us June
19th to return to his home province,
which Is Hopei. He will keep in
touch with me as he travels. He
still has a father living and wants
to get back to see him once more.
Then he wants to go into some
special Christian work. When he gets
home he wants to tell his people
more about the gospel. Pray much
for my laddie. In this man's land
such a decision is not easy. There
will probably be plenty of ridicule
for him but I am convinced that he
knows where to seek his wisdom and
strength for the fray.
Gladys Schwake.
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THE TIBETAN MISSIONARY
Issued Quarterly
Editor-Miss Melba Palmer, Batang,
Sikang, West China.
Associate Editor--Mrs. Arthur H.
Schaal, 6709 Plymouth Ave., Uni
versity City 14, Missouri.
MissionariesMiss Gladys F. Sch-
Wake, R. N. and Miss Melba Palm
ed, Batang, Sikang, West China.
Missionaries on Furlough^Mr. and
. Mrs. Edgar Nichols, 4902 Pratt
St., Omaha, 4, Nebraska.
Former Missionaries^Dr. and Mrs.
Norton H. Bare, Box 451, Abilene,
Texas.
Fprwardinjg SecretaryMrs. Arthur
I?. Schaal.
Mi^ionaiy RecruitsMr. and Mrs.
Ellis R. Back, 635 Vernon Avenue,
Venice, California.
: AT ELK MOUNTAIN
A happy reunion occurred at Elk
Mountain; Christian Service Camp
when Mrs.^ Bare and the girls found
themselves fellow cainpsrs with the
Newlands. The two families had
journeyed across Chihi together in
1934, had labored-together on the
Tibetan Border from 1934 - 1939,
and the. Newlands were often named
in the prayers of the Bares during
the d^urk days of the Santo Tomas
lmp^;iSonment. "God is unto us a
God of deliverance, and unto Jeho
vah, the Lord, belongeth escape from
death." Psalm 68:20.
^Mrs. N. H. Bare.
FOOD PROBLEMS
Our spring came so early this year
that the frost took most of our fruit
and nuts. I am so sorry because of
new recruits coming out and with
children who should have fruit.
Well, the Lord knows all these
things. He has called and sent and
will enable over the difficulties.
I am hoping my tomatoes will
thrive because they are good sub
stitutes. I had to buy many seeds
this year and came nearly not hav
ing any carrots. We subsist on car
rots and cabbage in the winter. I
am really tired of both.
Just now we eat spinach daily. I
have planted a few parsnips and have
some lettuce coming up now, for
which I am thankful. I believe" the
Lord is schooling me a bit, for I am
the type who enjoys varieties in
food. Monotonous eating soon brings
me to the end of my appetite.
My evening meal these days con
sists of bread and milk. Mornings
I have a cereal or eggs, at noon eggs,
spinach and bread. We have ex
hausted potatoes long ago and can
not have fresh ones for months.
This year my garden crop is very
poor so far as potatoes are con
cerned. Gladys Schwake.
TlfJB TinKTAN MISSIONARY
EVANGELISTIC RESULTS
We are sorry to report no baptisms
in 1945. We could perhaps have had
a few but we find it pays to wait on
tlie Lord and let them show us
whether they mean business. We
have seen so much of the hypocrisy
of some in former years that we
may be over careful, but we want
them to realize the importance of
sincerity. The mental development
of these people Is very slow.
Now for the number of Christians
in our little group. I think in all we
number about thirty-five. A few come
who were baptized biit their lives
belie their testimony, so I am giving
only those wko really have tried to
obey :the Lord.
The Sunday School is much better
attended now than when we first
got it started after our arrival. We
now average about forty in normal
attendance and at holiday time close
to one hundred. There was no Sun
day School when we arrived and
only one meeting a week on Sunday.
We now have meetings on Mon
day, Wednesday, and Friday nights
and Saturday, is our prayer night for
special matters. Joseph was teaching
a Bible class on Tuesdays and
Thursdays but his health has not
been so good for a time ^o for two
weeks now he has had no classes
those nights. This young man ndeds
the earnest prayers, of our people.
He is deeply spiritual and the devil
is trying him in all possible ways.
This past year we have been hav-^
ing unexpected opportunities with
the school children while-they are
patients here in my home. Several
of the normal school boys are greatly
interested. Pray for these as they
need much prayer. The schools are
manned by teachers who drink and
carry on in anything but a whole
some atmosphere.
We are hoping that when the
Lord grants us the building of our
Christian village later, we may have
a school for our Christian children
and get them out of that environ
ment. Brother Shao's oldest boy at
tends Normal here and such a
change in a boy in one year I have
never seen. He is running with an
impudent set of boys and I am sick
at heart to note that he no longer
attends Sunday School and church
regularly. Gladys Schwake.
On June 9th, my husband fell
through a glass door, cutting his left
arm very badly. It will be some
time yet before we can know wheth^-
er he will regain the complete use
of his fingers; as the nerves were
severed and had to be tied. We wish
to thank our many friends who in
terceded for him in prayer and who
sent him so many nice cards.
^Mrs. Arthur H. Schaal.
THE SCRIPTURES SPEAK
"But with me it is a very small"
thing that I should be judged of
you, or of man's judgment: yea,
I judge not mine own self. For I
know nothing against myself; yet
am I not hereby justified: but he
that judgeth me is the Lord."
I Cor. 4:3,4.
Should I be judged of men I fear
the judgment.
For God alone knows what my
heart contains,
And God alone has led me every
moment, :
Sometimes in paths still shunned
by men's sinall brains.
EDGAR NICHOLS RETURNS
(Continued from page 1)
"Well how in the world did you
get out of there?"
"I rode a horse."
"Over seventeen - thousand foot
passes?"
"Yes, without the least distress".
"Praise God," he said "Wonder
ful, wonderfull"
Then he told Chaplain Haines my
story for he had met my family at
Ya-an, and had been impressed by
their faith and courage. Upon this
turn of my fortunes Chaplain Haines
supplied me with a good light-weight
suit, shirts, ties, and other essential
items, an outfit that would have cost
the equivalent of $2p0.00 here in
Chungking. Then he took me back
to the A.T.C. and secured their pro
mise to give me a place on the next
plane.
The numerous other instances of
God's gracious and timely provision
for me would fill pages. I acknow
ledge them gratefully, but must not
dwell upon them lest I draw atten
tion to the provision, rather than
to Him who provides."
On June 2nd, he reached San
Francisco, learned that Miss Palmer
had not yet sailed, called his family
in Omaha, and started home via
Eugene, Oregon, where Miss. Palmer
and he exchanged rej^orts on the
status of the work each had left,
and on the fields to which they, re
spectfully, were going. Mr. Nichols
was joyfully reunited with his family
in their home at Omaha, June 8,
1946, a reunion of which he says, "I
delighted myself in the Lord, and
He has given me the desires of my
heart, I committed my way unto Him,
and trusted,.and he has brought it
to pass." ^Lois Bare.
THE TIBETAN MISSIONARY
Pa{;e S
JUNIOR
1 S S 1 0 N A R Y
MY TRIP OUT OF TIBET
(0r Diary of aa Eleven Year Old)
by MARGUERITE BARE
(Continued from Dec. '45 issue)
July 10, 1939. Today has been a
u-ather sad day. I miss Mama so much
T hardly know what to do. I miss all
ithe others too, but the Nichols are
-Teal kind to me.
We left Xham Di this morning
^t about eight o'clock. I cried until
-1 couldn't cry any more. Daddy's
face got all red except that around
his lips it got real white. The boys
didn't cry but they looked so sad
that I had to cry harder. Men and
"boys usually don't cry about such
things, but I think that often they
!feel worse than we who do cry.
I have a lovely horse. It likes to
igallop, and it and Dorothy's horse
are friends. That's a good thing be
cause we get to talk more. Phyllis'
liorse is too wild for her, and so
ahe is going to trade for a gentler
liorse. I wouldn't trade if I were she
Decause I think it's more fun to have
a wild horse.
We saw lots and lots of prairie
dogs today. We tried-to count them,
but they were 'way too many: for
that. - .
This place is Mbong- Ding, the
place Mama used to talk about. It's
hind of cold here, but there is lovely
scenery. The Nichols and I are stay
ing at this house. It is quite close
to the river. Aunt Gladys and Aunt
Melba are staying at a house across
the road and up a ways. We are a
little bit crowded (seven in one
Toom), but it doesn't matter be
cause It's only for one night.
We had quite a bit of fun this
afternoon. The Nichols are cheering
me up a lot. We went down to the
river and jumped from stone to
stone till we got to a pretty little
Island with lots of flowers and grass,
and played we were stranded on a
desert island. Dorothy and I selected
a spot on which we would build a
shelter, and Phyllis and Lois went
out hunting. After a while they came
back. Lois was supporting Phyllis
who was pretending she was half
drowned, but really she had slipped
and gotten her foot all wet. Aunt
"Mabel said that if things like that
"Were going to happen, we had better
"not play. Uncle Edgar said he wanted
"to go to . see the Tibetan mill. John
did, too, and-SO we jumped off our
Island and from stone to stone, and
I slipped on one stone but caught
"myself just in time. We came back
liere after looking at the mill. Doro-
"thy wants me to go with her to see
Aunt Gladys and Aunt Melba, and
I'm tired of writing.
Fifteen days of travel omitted.
July 26, 1939. Well, we flnally
got away from Draw-chu-caw and
are still at Leh-ding. I had chills
last night and Aunt Gladys said I
tossed and groaned all night.
It was just about one o'clock when
we got here, and Aunt Gladys kept
asking me how I felt and I said, "all
right," but I've had a headache all
day because I have malaria again.
I didn't feel like eating, and so she
came over to me and said, "Honey
child, your eyes don't look right. Has
all that interpreting made you sick?
I said no, I was all right, because I
didn't want to be a burden on their
hands. Just then Aleh came in and
said the loads had come and where
did we want our beds put. Aunt
Gladys told me, and I told him, and
then he said, "Huh na-ndu rih,"
(You are sick) and I said, "Dzeen
maU Iho." (Don't mention it). Aunt
Gladys asked me what he said. I
didn't want to tell her, and so looked
reproachfully at hiin, and he shook
his head, ,pointed at me, and put his
hand to foi-ehead. She said, "There,.
Margy, even he. could see it. I,knew
you were sick."
She took my temperature, and
had- Aleh put up my bed, but the
bedding was ..drenched from last
nights torreutg so she: wrapped me in
her: coat.- "When I began, having chills
again she fllled her hot water bottle
and gave it to me and had me take
an aspirln-phenacetin tablet. Aleh
hung up the oil sheets for curtains
around me, and I went to sleep. I
dreamed that we were back at
Tsakalo, and I was in bed in Mama's
room, like I used to be, and that a
whole bunch of Tibetan men burst
into the room and said I had to go
at once and be their Interpreter!
That woke me up, and Aunt Gladys
was rubbing my forehead softly, and
I was crying as if my heart was
broken. I tried to stop when I woke
up and realized what a baby 1 was
being, but Aunt Oladys told me to
cry as hard as I pleased because I
couid cry for her and Aunt Melba
because they were homesick for their
mothers, too. She said that before
I woke up they heard me say "Oh,
Mama, please don't let them take me
away," and that reminded them of
when they left their mothers.
Aunt G^dys says if I don't stop
writing in this, she will thke it away
from me, and Aleh has brought me
some hot tea.
July 27, 1939. Today, for the
flrst time in seven years I saw my
birth place, but better yet, I saw
the Nichols again for the flrst time
in a week! The four cousins came
out quite far to meet us, and when
Aunt Gladys saw them, she said.
"Now I guess our Margy will smile
again!" and I did, and. Oh, I'm
so happy! It would be perfect if
Mama and the family were here
now.
I had to go to bed as soon as we
got here because I still have a fever.
Aunt Gladys says I mustn't write in
this, very long.
(Continued on page 4)
SEPARATION
(Written at Lham-di, July, 1939, soon
after the departure of Marguerite
with the new missionaries, for
Batang. Due to flood and robbery
this flve day trip took seventeen
days).
I have,let my Marguerite be taken
from me,
Five days journey wearisome and
Slow,
Five days and a river, with no bridge
across the river.
On the bandit-^ridden road 1. let
her go. '
I have sent my little girl the hard
way from me,
'That she may be a blessing, and
be" blest,
God's presence can annul the dread
ful distance, -
The way He ghldes us in, is alwdys
best.
These things I know, and knowing,
sent her froin me.
But knowledge does not heal the
aching heart;
I want to see her grow, to touch her,
teach her.
Five days may mean months, may
mean years apart.
I've sent my Marguerite at (3rod's
clear bidding.
For all my hurt may He have
praise and song.
May God forgive my tears and bless
my daughter.
The while I cry, **0h Lord of
Hosts, how long?"
How long? The time Is in His holy
keeping.
But pray for us that we may
faithful be,
Tsakalo lies behind, Gartok is wait-
Ing,
Today we preach the Goispel in
Lham-di.
Perhaps our road goes on through
darker dangers, "
Through hardships greater than
the child could bear.
He guides and we will trust His
tender mercy.
But, oh Beloved, remember us in
prayer!
^Lois Nichols Bare.
Page 4
My Dear Teacher,
I am sorry to trouble you for you
are so busy. You do not even find
a few minutes rest. You are always
with your patients looking after them
and trying to improve their bodies.
You try to relieve their weary minds
too. This ailment of mine has given
you much concern too. "We ai*e very
grateful for your help.
During this two weeks of my stay
in your home I have been wanting to
tell you some of my thoughts. The
difference in our language and your
very busy life have made this a bit
awkward so I am writing down my
thoughts for you. If only my English
were better I might be able to say
what I think. Some people here do
not even understand my northern
Chinese. I am fearful to have some
one to interpret for me lest they do
not convey the true meaning of my
words to you.
I told Yosa last night that when
I wanted to talk to you personally
I would tell you in my own way
I do understand a little Tibetan but
it is so limited that I fear to make
requests lest I seem to command,
the latter being very impolite to a
Chinese. Like as not it would not
matter to you to have an error but
I would dislike that very much. I
-have not been happy in this situa
tion. Now that my two weeks in your
home are up I should like to write
you.
My dear teacher I am much like
.a she^ having gone astray. In times
past I have been walking in dark
ness. Through your guidance I was
taught to trust the Heavenly leather
for protection. This gave me the
open door, Christ Jesus, from be
hind which shines a light for me to
guide me to glory.
I have the happy feeling that
comes in possessing a family. I
esteem the Church as my family, the
Lord Jesus as my Father, and the
mission as my mother. Though I
have grown as old as I am I have
never experienced the love of a
mother. I am now enjoying the love
of Jesus and your motherly kindness.
I am at a loss to show you my gratl
tude. I am not given to flattery but
speak from my heart. Your kindness
has made an impression upon me
1 have finally decided to become
a Christian. There will be some who
will probably despise me for they will
think that I have some other pur
pose in mind. I may be poor in this
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world's good but I still hold my
ambitions high. In many lives pov
erty has been the road to success.
Take for instance Columbus, Frank
lin, Yo-fe, who were poor in their
youth but became successful in later
life.
In our lives God gives two things.
First the material things, then the
hope of eternal things. I am now
looking to God to help me to grow
spiritually, mentally and in my work.
I hope to help my country and the
world in general. I have faith in
the statement in Heb. 2:1. My faith
therefore must grow. In Rom. 8:25
it tells me to have patience to wait
for it. I will wait patiently upon
God.
I am not looking for the comfort
of material things. My one desire
is to get rid of this sin which I
know to be within my heart. My life
is an open book before you and my
God. I have hidden nothing. You
recall that I was very frank with
you about myself and my past. I
would like to see others stirred up
in like manner. May the whole
world come to see Jesus, is my
prayer. Every one should have a re
ligion and particularly Christianity.
We know that religion is vital to
mankind.
I recall having heard a story at
one time about a polar bear. This
bear was riding oh an icb-berg not
Tisajizlng that the ice-berg was afloat
in a warm current with its base
melting ^ast. Suddenly the ice-berg
sank carrying with it the polar bear.
This can have a spiritual application.
Some people not having a sure re
ligious foundation soon find them
selves in the bear's predicament
spiritually. How terrible this would
be. There are still so many people
however, in just the place that the
polar bear was and do not seem to
realize it. They are like the polar
bear, lost.
Though I have a weak body and
a rather simple mind still I have a
feeling that some day I should like
to preach the gospel, thus helping
these that are still seemingly asleep
Lest theirs be the fate of the polar
bear. I am so young and besides I
have so little knowledge, how shall
such as I preach. I hope some day
to be able to put all other things
aside and go and preach the gospel
I believe I have a suitable nature
for this work. Though I am a man
still in my emotions I am of a wo
man's nature. Some say that weeping
easily belongs to a woman's nature;
and I am so inclined. I can shed
tears even when reading a touching
story. Walking through the streets
seeing these beggars and other deri-
lects of life I am moved to tears at
times for their misfortunes. I can
only offer them comfort as I am in
somewhat the same state myself.
My dear teacher I stand before-
you tonight speaking so many words
I am afraid I will tire you. I hope-
you will forgive me as I am only a
student. I cannot say more at thia-
time.
My candle burns low, so I must go
to bed. May God be with you in your
busy life for Him.
Your student,
Ba Wang Hang.
The postal service is improving,
letters are coming through in rea~
sonable time, and mean more than
ever. Some of our correspondents do-
not realize that postage on an air
mail letter is seventy cents a half
ounce, but that a slow letter can.
come for five cents for the first
ounce and three cents more for an.
additional ounce. I am even receiv
ing THE CHRISTIAN DIGEST now,
and Oh what a treat it is! It sug
gests Bible conferences at home,
how I yearn for them!
Gladys Schwake.
(Continued from page 3)
I had to tids with Aleh all day
because Aunt Gladys didn't think I
had enough strength to stay on a
horse. Aleh told me I could lean
back on him and go to sleep if I
wanted to. At first I didn't, but
pretty soon I did, and he wrapped
his robe around me to keep mo
warm. When I woke up, he was
smiling down at me and told me that
I was pretty when I was asleep.
We were climbing the last pass
before Batang, and he showed me
the place where Dr. Shelton was
when he was shot. There was a
rock there that is to be engraved
some day for a monument to him.
Further up he showed me where the
robbers were hiding when they shot
Dr.. Shelton.
Aunt Gladys is a wonderful nurse,
and now I think I'll be a nurse.
I don't think I'll write in this,
any more, because I'm out of Tibet,
now, but some day I'm going to write
"MY TRIP BACK TO TIBET," and
it will be much better.
Sec. 562, P. L. & R.
T' .
A NEW RECRUIT!
After this issue of THE TIBETAN
MISSIONARY was on the presses,
we received word that William O.
Rees, minister of the College Avenue
Church of Christ in Berkeley, Calif
ornia and a brother of David Howell
Rees, recruit for the Morse Mission,
has accepted the challenge to work
among the Tibetans. Because we
feel that this news should be passed
on to you instead of waiting until
our next issue, we are adding this
as a supplement.
Mr. Rees is unmarried. As yet he
has neither living link support or
travel and supply funds. If these
could be provided and his passport
obtained in time to go with the
Backs, the trip from Shanghai to
Batang would be more economical
for both partiesand more pleasant.
Please do all you can by prayer,
financial support, and otherwise, to
help speed these young people on
their way to this needy field. Con
tinue also in prayer that a nurse or
doctor will answer the call to this
field, relieving Miss Schwake for
her much needed furlough Mrs.
Arthur H. Schaal.
MELBA PALMER IN SHANGHAI
After many delays I am happy
to report that I have finally reach
ed Shanghai on August 26th on my
way to Tibet, and efforts are being
made now to secure passage up the
river to Chungking. My journey has
really only begun. The longest, hard
est stretch is still ahead, with so
many problems to be solved and dif
ficulties to be overcome. But the
Lord always goes before His ser
vants and prepares a way for them,
so I am sure everything will work
out nicely. Please pray much that I
may speedily reach the field where
Gladys is carrying on so bravely.
Melba Palmer
WILLIAM OLIVER REES
I was raised a Wesleyan Metho
dist in Wales, and coming to Cana
da at the age of fourteen, I became
a member of the United Church of
Canadaa union of the Methodists,
Presbyterians and Congregational-
ists. At the age of twenty-two I
met a group of people who followed
the New Testament as their rule
and guide and who worshipped as
did the early church. Realizing that
I was not saved unless I was im
mersed, I accepted the invitation to
take the Lord as my personal sav
iour. My brother, David Howell, ac
cepted Christ the following night;
and we were baptized the same
night. He went to Alberta Bible Col
lege that fall; and two years later
I followed him.
When Dr. J. Merlin Hill resigned
from that College in 1941 I went to
Ontario where I enrolled in the On
tario Bible College in the fall. Com
ing back from there, I finished my
final year at Alberta Bible College
under the principalship of Dr. C. H.
Phillips, in 1944.
I was called to be pastor of the
Church of Christ, Aylmer, Ontario,
the spring of 1944 and continued
there until December 1945. I then
came to California to work with the
College Avenue Church of Christ,
where my brother David and other
missionaries had attended when
they were studying Chinese. It was
while here that I learned to know
a little more of the Tibetan Christ
ian Mission; although I had known
some while attending the Mission
Study classes at Alberta Bible Col
lege. After reading a few copies
of the Tibetan Missionary, I was
touched by the appeal for workers
in that comer of God's vineyard.
My final dedsion came when we had
Miss Melba Palmer here as a Ruest
speaker before she left for China.
As she spoke of the need of young
people out there on the "roof of the
world", I felt I was holding back
when I was young and in good
health and quite capable to go.
It was my good pleasure to see
Miss Palmer on the ship the night
before she sailed from San Frands-
co and to tell her of my plans.
I hope I am not trite in saying
that I believe "No one has a right
to hear the gospel twice when some
have not even heard it once." I firm
ly believe that the only hope for the
world is Jesus Christ; and "how
shall they hear without a preacher?'
Romans 10:13-15 explains my rea
son for wishing to go to West China.
I may be contacted at the College
Avenue Church of Christ. 2740 Col
lege Avenue, Berkeley, California.
For speaking engagements I am
available for week-ends in Califor
nia.William Oliver Rees.