27 Mar
2010
27 Mar
'10
12:33 p.m.
Nd groves of bamboo, banyan, and fir trees of every conceivable shade of green. Nestling at its feet were little villages almost buried in trees. Slowly the ship drifted along, passing, here a queer fishing village close to the sandy shore, yonder a light-house, there a battered Chinese fort rising from the top of a hill. And now Tamsui came in sight--the new home of the young missionary. It