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J. Hudson Taylor 
 
 Founder of the China Inland Mission 
 
 SOURCE BOOK 
 
 “James Hudson Taylor, Pioneer Missionary 
 
 of Inland China" 
 
 By Gloria G. Hunnex 
 
 Baptist Board of Education 
 
 DEPARTMENT OF MISSIONARY EDUCATION 
 
 276 Fifth Avenue, New York City 
 
OUTLINE 
 
 Page 
 
 Introductory Statement. 2 
 
 Program for Meeting . 3 
 
 Life Sketch . 4 
 
 Life Incidents . 7 
 
 Program based upon James Hudson Taylor, Pioneer 
 Missionary of Inland China 
 
 by Gloria G. Hunnex 
 
 Gospel Trumpet Company, Anderson, Indiana, 75 cents 
 
 FOREWORD 
 
 T HE Missionary Heroes Course for Boys meets a real need. 
 
 It is a series of missionary programs for boys based on great 
 biographies which every boy should know. Courses Number 
 One and Number Two are now available, each providing pro¬ 
 grams for twelve months, which may be used in the monthly 
 meetings of boys’ groups. Other courses are in preparation and 
 will be issued for subsequent years. 
 
 It is suggested that the leader purchase two copies of each 
 booklet; one to be kept for reference and the other to be cut up 
 to provide each boy with his assigned part. Some may prefer 
 to purchase one booklet and typewrite the parts for assignment. 
 In order to tie together the life incidents as they are presented 
 by the boys, the leader should master the facts outlined in the 
 biographical sketch and read carefully the volume upon which 
 the program is based. These volumes are missionary classics 
 and may be made the basis of a worthwhile library of Christian 
 adventure. 
 
 Boys are keenly interested in stories of adventure and achieve¬ 
 ment and it is hoped that participation in the programs will lead 
 many of the lads to read these great missionary biographies. At¬ 
 tention is called to the twenty-three other life-story programs now 
 available for Courses Number One and Number Two, both of 
 which are listed on the last page. The books upon which these 
 programs are based can be ordered from the nearest literature 
 headquarters. Portraits of these missionary heroes are also avail¬ 
 able for purchase at fifteen cents a <?opy. 
 
 While these programs have been developed to meet the needs 
 of boys’ organizations of all types—i.e., Organized Classes, Boy 
 Scouts, Knights of King Arthur, Kappa Sigma Pi, etc.,—they 
 were especially prepared for the chapters of the Royal Ambas¬ 
 sadors, a missionary organization for teen age boys originating 
 in the Southland and recently adapted to the needs of the North¬ 
 ern Baptist Convention by the Department of Missionary Edu¬ 
 cation. We commend these materials to all lovers of boys. 
 
 William A. Hill. 
 
PROGRAM FOR MEETING 
 
 1. Scripture Reading: Psalm 91, beginning “He that dwelleth 
 in the secret place of the Most High shall abide under the 
 shadow of the Almighty.” This Psalm was read aloud by 
 J. Hudson Taylor at Wu-tieu, after deliverance from grave 
 danger. (See “Hudson Taylor in Early Years,” Vol. I 
 page 357 and excerpt No. 10, following from “James Hud¬ 
 son Taylor, Pioneer Missionary of Inland China, ’ ’ by Gloria 
 G. Hunnex.) 
 
 2. Prayer. 
 
 3. Hymn: “Jesus Lover of My Soul.” This hymn was often 
 sung on shipboard by the first party of volunteers on the 
 way to Inland China. (See “Hudson Taylor and the China 
 Inland Mission” Vol. II, page 73.) 
 
 4. Introduction to the Life-Story # (based upon pages 1-18 of 
 “James Hudson Taylor, Pioneer Missionary of Inland 
 China.”) 
 
 5. His Early Schooling and Conversion (pages 18-19, 20-21). 
 
 6. The Call to China (pages 22-24). 
 
 7. Preparation for His Life Work (pages 25-26, 26-27, 44, 45). 
 
 8. Welcomed to Shanghai (pages 63-65). 
 
 9. Early Missionary Journeys (pages 75-76, 79-80, 83-84). 
 
 10. Deliverance from Grave Danger (pages 90-94). 
 
 11. Running a Hospital on Faith (pages 134-137). 
 
 12. Founding the China Inland Mission (pages 139-140, 141- 
 143). 
 
 13. Development of the Mission (pages 145-148). 
 
 14. “He was not, for God took him” (pages 149, 150-153). 
 
 15. The China Inland Mission Jubilee (“Missionary Review of 
 the World,” July, 1925). 
 
 * The leader should read the brief sketch in this pamphlet, and also the 
 brief life by Gloria G. Hunnex, “James Hudson Taylor, Pioneer Missionary of In¬ 
 land China.” A short sketch of J. Hudson Taylor will be found in “Great Mission¬ 
 aries for Young People,” by Jeanne M. Serrell. 
 
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SKETCH OF THE LIFE OF 
 J. HUDSON TAYLOR 
 
 J AMES HUDSON TAYLOR was born at Barnsley, York¬ 
 shire, England. His father was a druggist by profession and 
 an active leader in Methodism, his forebears having been pro¬ 
 foundly influenced by John Wesley. Reverence for the Word of 
 God and a genuine Christian piety, characterized his home en¬ 
 vironment. 
 
 As a lad, however, his health was very uncertain and it was 
 not until he was eleven years of age that he attended the public 
 school. Two years later he left school to assist his father in the 
 drug store. His studies were, however, continued at home under 
 his mother’s direction. When he was seventeen, he read a tract 
 entitled “The Finished Work of Christ,” which resulted in a 
 deep spiritual experience of God’s saving grace. The timely 
 visit of Dr. Charles Gutzlaff of China directed his thought to 
 medical service to China’s millions. 
 
 At the age of nineteen, he left home to begin an apprentice¬ 
 ship in medicine under Dr. Robert Hardey of Hull. During this 
 year in Hull, he tested the promises of God again and again, for 
 he deemed it “important to learn before leaving England to 
 move man through God, by prayer alone.” In the fall of 1852 
 he relinquished his position with Dr. Hardey and on faith en¬ 
 tered the London Hospital for further study. His increasing 
 absorption in the needs of China finds expression at this time 
 in the words: “I feel as if I could not live if something is not 
 done for China.” The China Evangelization Society offered,, 
 in the midst of his medical training, to send him to his chosen 
 field of service and he sailed for Shanghai in his twenty-first year. 
 
 On his arrival at Shanghai (March 1, 1854) and his first sight % 
 of the teeming thousands in her narrow streets, he wrote home to 
 his mother: “I did long to be able to tell them the glad tidings.” 
 
 He was kindly received by the workers of the London Mission 
 Society and with their assistance found lodgings and a teacher. 
 
 Toward the end of his first year in China, he decided to vary 
 the monotony of his faithful study of the Chinese language by 
 accepting the invitation of an experienced missionary to accom¬ 
 pany him on an evangelistic tour. The thrill of engaging in 
 
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actual missionary work kindled his spirit and from now on he 
 made repeated trips by house-boat into the regions beyond 
 Shanghai. Rough usage and even grave danger did not daunt 
 him and his purpose became fixed to invest his life in pioneer 
 work in the interior of China. 
 
 After making his headquarters at Swatow for a time, he 
 removed to Ningpo. Here he met Miss. Maria Dyer, who was 
 teaching in a mission school. Four years later, on January 20, 
 1858, after demonstrating anew the adage: “The way of true 
 love runs not smooth,” he was united in marriage to Miss Dyer. 
 Their home on Bridge Street, Ningpo became the first head¬ 
 quarters of what was later to develop into the China Inland 
 Mission. The following year, the sudden death of the wife of 
 Dr. Parker his co-worker, compelled him to return to Scotland 
 with his four children, and the responsibility for the crowded 
 hospital at Ningpo was thrust upon Hudson Taylor. The prayer 
 of faith was answered and the funds for maintaining the work 
 were steadily supplied. 
 
 But the strain of six strenuous years was beginning to tell 
 upon him and failing health compelled his return to England. In 
 spite of the pressure of speaking appointments, the problem of 
 bearing the Gospel message to inland China was more and more 
 upon his mind. He wrote in the booklet: ‘ * China’s Spiritual 
 Need and Claims”: “A million a month in China are dying 
 without God and we who have received in trust the Word of 
 Life, we are responsible.” With this conviction burning in his 
 soul, he slipped away quietly on Sunday morning, June 25, 1865, 
 to the shore near Brighton, to pray the problem through. That 
 day he determined, in increased dependence upon prayer, to 
 enlist an increasing force of workers to carry the Gospel message 
 to Inland China. With the co-operation of Mr. and Mrs. W. T. 
 Berger, wealthy sympathizers in his work, he founded the China 
 Inland Mission. The Mission was to be interdenominational in 
 scope. No public or private requests were to be made for con¬ 
 tributions, and the enlisted workers were to receive no stated 
 salary, but the work was to be supported on faith, through 
 prayer. George Mueller, founder of the Bristol Orphanages, 
 became- the staunch friend of the Mission and many others 
 became deeply interested in the work. 
 
 On May 26, 1866, Dr. and Mrs. Taylor sailed for China with 
 their first party of volunteers. After a period of training in the 
 study of the language, they donned the native dress and traveled 
 to distant unprotected posts in the interior. Initial periods of 
 suspicion and hostility were often followed by serious outbreaks, 
 but still the work advanced. Two years after their return, their 
 
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 home at Yang Chow was stormed by a hostile mob but no physical 
 injury was inflicted. In 1870 Hudson Taylor was sorely bereft 
 in the death of his wife, Maria Dyer Taylor. 
 
 The work continued to expand until there were seventy sta¬ 
 tions and in 1881 the China Inland missionaries met at Wu 
 Chang to pray for reinforcements, asking for seventy new work¬ 
 ers. Within three years, the seventy volunteers presented them¬ 
 selves. Then in 1885, the attention of the Christian world was 
 focused on the work of the Mission by the enlistment of seven 
 graduates of Cambridge University. “The Cambridge Seven,” 
 as they were termed, included men who had won scholastic and 
 athletic honors, men who became influential leaders in China. 
 At the beginning of 1887, prayer was offered in England and 
 China for a hundred new workers during that year. Just before 
 Christmas, the last detachment of that hundred was ready to 
 depart for China. 
 
 As the work expanded, district superintendents were ap* 
 pointed in China to care for the respective Provinces and a 
 “Council” was formed in England to care for the home base. 
 An invitation from Dwight L. Moody to Dr. Taylor to speak at 
 Northfield and Niagara-on-the-Lake resulted in the formation of 
 a branch of the China Inland Mission in North America. Soon 
 other branches were formed in Sweden and Australia and the 
 work became not only interdenominational but also international. 
 
 Advancing years finally compelled Hudson Taylor to relin¬ 
 quish active work and in 1904, accompanied by his second wife, 
 Jeannie Paulding Taylor, he took residence in Switzerland. After 
 the death of his second wife in 1905, he determined to make a 
 final visit to China. Accompanied by his son, Dr. Howard Taylor, 
 he proceeded up the Yangtse River to visit the stations in Hunan 
 Province. He had proceeded as far as Chang-Sha, Hunan, when 
 on June 3, 1905, the call came to the Crown of Rejoicing. Like 
 one of old: “He was not, for God took him.” The China Inland 
 Mission with its 260 stations and 1,134 workers is his enduring 
 monument. 
 
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INCIDENTS IN THE LIFE OF 
 J. HUDSON TAYLOR 
 
 jR eprinted from “ James Hudson Taylor, Pioneer Missionary 
 of Inland China, ” by Gloria G. II annex 
 
 by permission of the publishers, Gospel Trumpet Company, 
 
 Anderson, Indiana 
 
 His Early Schooling and Conversion. (p P . 18-19 , 20- 
 21 .) 
 
 Not until he was eleven years of age did Hudson Taylor begin 
 his brief career as a school-boy. Even then, his delicacy of health 
 made it impossible for him to attend regularly, as his ambition to 
 learn made him likely to study too much. 
 
 Association with other boys was one thing he needed. Boyish 
 sports did not attract him so much as to make him a favorite 
 by any means. However, he made some lasting friendships, and 
 activities on the playground had a valuable effect on his char¬ 
 acter. After all, school-days were not really happy ones for 
 Hudson, for he missed the spiritual atmosphere which he had 
 always had before. He allowed the joyous faith of childhood to 
 pass away and for six years was unsettled in Christian exper¬ 
 ience, though most of the time trying hard to make himself a 
 Christian. 
 
 But there came to Hudson during his first year at school a 
 fitting word which he never forgot. It was through a speech 
 made by Mr. Henry Reed, of Tasmania, in which the speaker 
 told a true story of a convict under sentence of death who had 
 not taken heed when the Spirit of God said to him, “My son, 
 give me thine heart,” but had walked right on into temptation 
 and finally had committed murder. The details of the story 
 made deep impressions, and Hudson was never able to get away 
 from the pleading of his conscience, “My son, give me thine 
 heart,” though a definite experience in his heart did not come 
 until some years later. 
 
 In the school came unsatisfactory alterations, and as his 
 father needed help in the drug-store, Hudson’s experience in 
 school-life ended just before Christmas, 1845. He was glad of 
 a chance to help earn his own living while carrying on his studies 
 at home. The new arrangement worked well. His father’s library 
 
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afforded all the books he required, and in the helpful companion¬ 
 ships of home the troubles of his inner life began to pass away. 
 He became conscious of a surrender of his heart to God, and for 
 a time seemed to get on well; but another testing-time awaited 
 him .... 
 
 ‘ ‘ There will be a story at the beginning and a sermon or moral 
 at the close. I will take the former and leave the latter for 
 those who like it,” mused Hudson one June afternoon in 1849 
 as his eyes fell on a gospel tract lying near him. He was having 
 a holiday and as he scarcely knew how to pass the hours, he 
 picked up the tract and read these words, “The finished work of 
 Christ.” The text, “It is finished,” then came to his mind, 
 along with the explanation, “A full and perfect atonement for 
 sin. The debt was paid for the sins of the whole world.” Then 
 thought he, ‘ 4 If the whole work was finished, and the whole debt 
 paid, what is there left for me to do?” With this thought came 
 the happy conviction that it was for him to accept this Savior 
 and this salvation. Thus Hudson Taylor spent the most profitable 
 holiday he had ever had. 
 
 His mother was absent from home and would not return for 
 another fortnight. To Amelia he first broke the glad news of 
 his conversion. When Mrs. Taylor returned, Hudson was the 
 first to,meet her, and to say he had good news for her. “I 
 know, my boy, I have been rejoicing a fortnight in the glad tid¬ 
 ings you have to tell,” she answered. 
 
 “Why, has Amelia broken her promise? She said she would 
 tell no one.” 
 
 “Ah, my son,” continued the mother, “no one has told me. 
 But my heart became so burdened for you that a fortnight ago 
 I determined not to arise from prayer until the assurance of 
 your salvation came. So clearly did it come that I have been 
 praising God ever since for the answer, and that my only boy 
 is again restored to the grace and favor of God. ’ ’ 
 
 The Call to China. (Pp. 22 - 24 .) 
 
 “Well do I remember,” he wrote long years afterward, “as 
 in unreserved consecration I put myself, my life, my friends, my 
 all upon the altar, the deep solemnity that came over my soul 
 with the assurance that my offering was accepted. The presence 
 of God became unutterably real and blessed .... For what ser¬ 
 vice I was accepted, I knew not, but a deep consciousness that I 
 was not my own took possession of me, which has never since been 
 effaced .... I felt I was in the presence of God, entering into 
 covenant with the Almighty. I felt as though I wished to with- 
 
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draw my promise, but could not. Something seemed to say, ‘Your 
 prayer is answered, your conditions are accepted.’ From that 
 time the conviction never left me that I was called to China.” 
 As if a clear voice had spoken audibly, he heard the words, 
 
 * ‘ Then go for me to China ! ’ ’ 
 
 A new epoch began in the life of this young man. The past 
 —yes, when only a wee laddie of four years, was it not to China 
 he said he was going when he became a man? The present—- 
 surely China was the meaning of his life now. The future—ah, 
 ‘ ‘ away beyond himself, outside the little world of his own heart- 
 experience, lay the great waiting world, those for whom no man 
 cared, for whom Christ died.” His prayer was answered, his 
 conditions were accepted. 
 
 With the coming in of the year 1850, Hudson was still em¬ 
 ployed in his father’s drug-store, with good prospects before 
 him. But another work, of which he now knew almost nothing, 
 claimed his attention. How to prepare for it and reach it he had 
 no idea, though the call to China was clear. Simply a young boy 
 in a small town, what could he do for China ? That great Empire 
 of the East, so mighty in area and population, wrapped in mys¬ 
 tery, for centuries proud of her exclusiveness, forbidding strang¬ 
 ers to peep behind the curtain of her seclusion, yet so painfully 
 in need of the gospel—how could the insignificant Barnsley boy 
 presume to become an ambassador of the King of kings to such 
 a remote corner of the earth? “Then go for me to China” was 
 the divine command, definite and final. So he began to pray 
 long and earnestly for guidance. 
 
 Preparation for His Life Work. (Pp . 25-26, 26-27, 44- 
 45.) 
 
 As another form of preparation, Hudson studied the mean¬ 
 ing of the Chinese characters in his little Gospel portion which 
 his own friend had given him. He had heard that Mr. Milne, 
 a co-worker with Robert Morrison in 1813 in China, has said 
 that the task of learning the Chinese language required “bodies 
 of iron, lungs of brass, heads of oak, hands of spring steel, eyes 
 of eagles, hearts of apostles, memories of angels, and lives of 
 Methuselah.” But this did not daunt the zeal of young Taylor, 
 who, after a few weeks, had learned the meaning of several hun¬ 
 dred Chinese characters, though he could not pronounce them . . . 
 
 It was now more than a year since Hudson’s call had come, 
 and he felt it was time for more definite preparation for his 
 life’s work. Five years’ experience in his father’s shop made 
 him skilful in the dispensing of medicines and even in prescribing 
 
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for ordinary ailments. Keen on earning his own living, he 
 thought that as an assistant to a doctor with a good practice he 
 might provide for himself, and at the same time make progress 
 with his medical studies. After much prayer for guidance, an 
 opening occurred in Hull for an assistant to one of the busiest 
 doctors in town. The new apprentice took up work on his nine¬ 
 teenth birthday with Dr. Hardey, who was much esteemed in 
 Hull as a good medical man and as a consistent Christian . . . . 
 
 He felt it right to give notice to Dr. Hardey at once so as to 
 go forward with his medical studies in London. Now that his 
 decision was made to take the next step forward, he burned 
 all the bridges behind him and went forth to the great city of 
 London with no situation in sight. All his efforts there to find 
 suitable employment failed. He had no savings to fall back upon 
 except what he had put aside to purchase his outfit to go to 
 China. But he wasted no time in worry about the future. Now 
 all that lay between him and want in the great city of London 
 was a few pounds for an outfit for China, a promise of help for 
 hospital fees, an invitation to be a guest a few days with his 
 uncle while locating a situation, and a little pocket-money. . . . 
 
 After several weeks of waiting and struggling, he was finally 
 received into a hospital as a student. 
 
 Welcomed to Shanghai. ( Pp. 63-65.) 
 
 He wrote : “My feelings on stepping ashore, I cannot describe. 
 My heart felt as though it had not room and must burst its 
 bonds, while tears of gratitude and thankfulness fell from my 
 eyes. ” A sense of loneliness crept over him, as he realized he 
 had not an acquaintance anywhere, and not a single hand held 
 out to welcome him. But he had three letters of introduction 
 to people who were friends of his acquaintances in England, 
 and naturally he expected advice from them. Enquiring for the 
 one upon whom he relied for the most help young Taylor was sor¬ 
 rowfully surprised to learn that this man had died of fever 
 only a month or two before. With the second letter of introduc¬ 
 tion he set out to find the missionary to whom it was addressed, 
 only to learn that the hoped-for friend had recently left for 
 America! Imagine the disappointment of the new missionary, 
 as he took up his third letter of introduction, from which he had 
 all along anticipated the least help, for it had been given him 
 by a stranger. It proved, however, to be God’s channel of help. 
 
 Leaving the British Consulate, he wended his way for some 
 distance across the Foreign Settlement, in search of the London 
 Mission Compound. Strange sights, sounds, and smells greeted 
 
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him from every angle. In the narrow, crowded streets he saw 
 hundreds of skirted men with long cues hanging down their 
 backs, and as many trousered women, with embroidered silk slip¬ 
 pers covering their tiny-bound feet. 
 
 By and by he found himself before an open gateway. Within 
 the enclosure there was a mission chapel, hospital, and several 
 dwelling-houses. He enquired for Dr. Medhurst, to whom his 
 third letter of introduction was addressed, but was told that he 
 was no longer living on the Compound! While much perplexed 
 as to his next step, Mr. Edkins, a junior missionary, came to his 
 rescue. Then followed an introduction to all the other mission¬ 
 aries of the Compound, including Dr. Lockhart, who, fortunately, 
 had a room that could be spared for the new missionary, whose 
 coming was unannounced. Mr. and Mrs. Burdon, a newly mar¬ 
 ried couple, invited him to dinner that evening, and from the 
 first were drawn to Hudson Taylor in a sympathy to which he 
 warmly responded. The next morning he brought his luggage 
 ashore from the Dumfries, bought necessary books, hired a 
 teacher, and was ready to begin studying the Chinese language in 
 the Mandarin Dialect, the most widely spoken in China. That 
 evening at the weekly prayer-meeting of the missionary circle in 
 Shanghai, Mr. Taylor was introduced to other missionaries and 
 was made to feel much at home among them. 
 
 Early Missionary Journeys. ( Pp . 75-76, 79-80, 83-85-) 
 
 Mr. Edkins hired a house-boat which was roomy and, for¬ 
 tunately, clean. It had one tall mast and a large sail. Even 
 though the cabin was very airy, it protected them from wind and 
 rain. In this Mr. Edkins and Hudson Taylor arranged their 
 clothes, bedding, food-baskets, medical supplies, instruments, and 
 a large assortment of Gospel portions and tracts. What for? 
 Did they not have a house to live in? Why should they set up 
 housekeeping on a boat? Oh, they were going to follow a canal 
 or river to country villages and towns, preaching to the heathen 
 Chinese the love of Jesus. 
 
 Everything being so different from anything Mr. Taylor 
 had experienced before, lasting impressions were made upon his 
 mind. There was a good view of the low-lying country as the 
 boat glided through the waterway, leaving Shanghai in the dis¬ 
 tance. There were innumerable hamlets, villages, towns, and 
 
 cities_homes of the living. Then there were thousands of grave- 
 
 mounds indicating the city of the dead. How strange seemed 
 the first night that they spent on this house-boat! As the eve¬ 
 ning shadows grew longer, which they did so early on those 
 
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short December days, scores and scores of other boats were cast¬ 
 ing anchor, all as close together as motor cars today in a public 
 parking-place. Their object for this huddling together was pro¬ 
 tection against pirates. 
 
 After supper the two missionaries among this great crowd of 
 Chinese began to make known their purpose in being there. Con¬ 
 spicuous as they were for their white faces, fair hair, blue eyes, 
 and English dress, among these people with yellow faces, jet black 
 hair and eyes and blue cotton-padded garments, scarcely no time 
 at all was required for them to become surrounded by a large 
 audience. The dim light from the cabin fell upon those faces so 
 full of interest, yet almost devoid of comprehension, as they 
 listened for the first time to the old, old story of Jesus and His 
 love. The simple service could not last long, for boat people 
 rise with the morning’s first streak of light, and therefore must 
 retire early. 
 
 Next morning when the missionaries awoke, they found them¬ 
 selves nearing the large city of Sungkiang about forty miles 
 south of Shanghai. Here they gave away books and preached to 
 the crowds on the streets. . . . 
 
 Full of zeal and enthusiasm for further experience in this 
 kind of work, the missionaries returned to Shanghai before the 
 end of the year. As there seemed nothing in particular to keep 
 young Taylor in Shanghai at this time, he bought a house-boat 
 of his own, and set out January 25, 1855, on his second itinerary, 
 in mid-winter and alone. 
 
 His zeal did not cool by the predicament in which he found 
 himself next morning. High banks on either side of his boat 
 covered with -snow, and a thick covering of ice on the river 
 retarded his progress. The only way by which he could proceed 
 at all was to break a channel in the ice, a foot at a time, then 
 thrust a long pole into the bank and push the boat its length 
 ahead—a process that had to be continued for hours. Many 
 experiences were indelibly stamped upon the memory of this mis¬ 
 sionary while pioneering among numerous villages and cities on 
 this solitary journey. In that lawless country where Tai-ping 
 Rebels were still fighting against the Government, how easily 
 might this lone foreigner have been seized and held for ransom, 
 or even tortured and killed ! He wrote afterwards, ‘ 1 1 knew that 
 I was where duty had placed me .... and felt that, though 
 solitary, I was not alone.” 
 
 By and by he found himself in Shanghai again, where war 
 clouds hung heavier and darker than ever. Rumors were afloat 
 that an attack would be made on the Foreign Settlement by the 
 Rebels; in which event none could escape from the Government 
 
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troops, for they would be glad enough to have the white men all 
 massacred so they could share the spoils. Anxious as these time 
 were, Hudson Taylor proceeded to make plans for his third tour 
 in outlying districts .... 
 
 A week later all preparations were made and off they started 
 northwest, to the town of Kia-ting. After having been sur¬ 
 rounded by such large crowds on every preaching-trip before, 
 imagine how strange it must have seemed to Hudson Taylor when 
 children and men and women, the young and the old, all fled 
 from the streets in terror as the missionaries approached! No 
 one would venture near them, but ran into houses and closed the 
 doors, peeping out to watch after the foreigners had passed. 
 
 But the missionaries were wise enough to let themselves be 
 seen openly as much as possible and to make it known that.they 
 were able to heal disease. They announced that on the morrow 
 they would examine cases of sickness and prescribe medicine 
 free. This seemed to turn the feeling of fear among the people, 
 and as they walked the streets and passed along the city walls, 
 they heard many remark that they were ‘ ‘ doers of good deeds. ’ ’ 
 Crowds began to follow, but at a distance which they felt was 
 safe. The next day they began early and worked hard until 
 three o’clock, seeing all the sick they possibly could. After that, 
 Dr. Parker went on the boat, and Mr. Taylor selected the worst 
 cases and took them to him, having to send the rest away. After¬ 
 wards they were invited into the very homes w r hose doors had 
 been shut against them the day before, “all due to ointments, 
 pills, and powders prescribed with sympathy and prayer. ’ ’ 
 
 When this journey was ended, Mr. Taylor with his fellow 
 workers had distributed, during the past three months, three 
 thousand New Testaments and more than seven thousand other 
 books and tracts. . . . 
 
 Deliverance from Grave Danger. ( Pp . 90-94-) 
 
 The following day they were determined to visit the city of 
 Tungchow, though they were warned that its reputation was 
 bad. They wished at least to distribute Scriptures within its 
 walls, with prayers that the good seed sown might bring forth 
 fruit to life eternal. Commending themselves to the care of 
 their heavenly Father, they gave orders to their boatmen to 
 learn as much as possible about their fate, if they did not return, 
 then carry the news to Shanghai quickly. The native teachers 
 tried to persuade them not to go. The servant who always car¬ 
 ried their books on such occasions started with them, but soon 
 asked to return, having become frightened at what he heard 
 
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about the soldiers at Tungchow. His request was granted, of 
 course; and about that time a respectable man in passing tried 
 to turn the missionaries back, saying they would soon find to 
 their sorrow what the soldiers were like. Thanking him for his 
 advice, which they could not accept, on they went—whether for 
 bonds, imprisonment, death, or a safe return they knew not, but 
 they felt that by the grace of God they would not leave Tungchow 
 any longer without the gospel. 
 
 Then the wheelbarrow man refused to go further; so another 
 had to be found. The rough ride was anything but pleasant 
 through the mud and rain, but the young men encouraged each 
 other by Scripture promises and hymns. As they neared the city 
 they prayed that they might speak the word with all boldness. 
 As they did not wish to endanger the wheelbarrow men, these 
 were dismissed outside the city. On they walked then, some¬ 
 what amused as the people called out, “ Black devils are com¬ 
 ing ! ’ ’ Several soldiers were passed who seemed quiet enough, 
 but presently a tall, powerful, half-drunken man seized Mr. 
 Burdon by the shoulder, and all at once they were surrounded 
 by a dozen or more of his companions and were being hurried 
 on to the city very rapidly. 
 
 Mr. Taylor’s bag of books was getting very heavy, but he 
 could not change hands. Soon he was in great perspiration and 
 was hardly able to keep up with the soldiers. They told the sol¬ 
 diers to take them to the chief magistrate, but were answered 
 very roughly, “We know where to take you and what to do.” 
 The tall man who had seized Mr. Burdon then left him for Mr. 
 Taylor, who afterwards wrote: ‘ 1 He became my principal tor¬ 
 mentor, for I was neither so tall nor so strong as my friend and 
 was less able to resist him. He all but knocked me down again 
 and again, seized me by the hair, took hold of my collar so as 
 almost to choke me, and grasped my arms and shoulders making 
 them black and blue. Had this continued much longer, I must 
 have fainted. All but exhausted, how refreshing was the remem¬ 
 brance of a quotation by my dear mother in one of her last 
 letters: 
 
 “ ‘We speak of the realms of the blest, 
 
 That country so bright and so fair; 
 
 And oft are its glories confessed, 
 
 But what must it be to be there!’ ” 
 
 In the meantime Mr. Burdon tried to give away a few books 
 that were under his arm. Disputes among the soldiers proved 
 that some wanted to take them to the Yamen, while others wished 
 to kill them outright. Then Mr. Taylor managed to bring from 
 his pocket his Chinese card (a large red paper bearing his name) 
 
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and demanded that it should be given to the chief official of the 
 place, after which they were treated with a little less severity. 
 After being dragged through long, weary streets, their bodies 
 bathed in perspiration and their tongues dry with thirst, they 
 at last leaned against the wall in front of the Yamen. Chairs 
 and tea were asked for, but they were told to wait. While wait¬ 
 ing, Mr. Burdon preached Jesus to the onlooking crowd that had 
 gathered. Their cards and books had been sent in to the official 
 but he being of low rank, referred them to a higher officer. 
 
 The young men refused to go unless sedan-chairs were 
 brought. Finally the soldiers consented to this. At last the 
 prisoners were in the presence of an old mandarin who had 
 formerly held office in Shanghai and who knew how foreigners 
 should be treated. He met them with every respect and cour¬ 
 tesy, and took them into a more private room away from the 
 rabble of the people. Air. Taylor offered him a New Testament 
 and tracts, and told him briefly what they were teaching, thus 
 explaining their object in visiting the city. 
 
 The old man ordered refreshments for them. Of these he 
 also partook, while he listened attentively. After a long stay 
 .they were given permission to distribute the rest of their books. 
 They were also provided with an escort until they were not only 
 safely outside the city but fully half way back to their boats 
 once more. 
 
 Running a Hospital on Faith . (Pp. 134-137.) 
 
 Four motherless little tots for Dr. Parker to care for, and 
 one of them very ill, was the shocking news which spread quickly 
 in the Foreign Settlement of Ningpo upon the sudden death of 
 Mrs. Parker. Their building-plans had already been completed, 
 which included a splendid hospital, dispensary, chapel and 
 dwelling-house. But his sudden grief brought Dr. Parker to real¬ 
 ize how much his own health had been reduced by five years 
 spent in China. 
 
 All he felt able to do was to take his family home to relatives 
 in Scotland. But what was to be done with his hospital full of 
 patients? What with the crowded dispensary every day, with 
 people needing help ? No other doctor was free to take his place, 
 yet to close down seemed out of the question. 
 
 It came as a great surprize to Mr. and Mrs. Taylor when 
 Dr. Parker asked them to take over this prosperous work. Upon 
 their knees in earnest prayer they sought the will of the Lord. 
 Did they not have several very capable native workers already? 
 Why should they allow either the hospital or the dispensary to 
 
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be closed ? As to funds—well, Dr. Parker had little to leave, but 
 prayer had not lost its power; or if it had, they might as well 
 retire from the field. 
 
 Strong, therefore, in the inward assurance that God had 
 opened up this greater sphere of usefulness for them, Mr. and 
 Mrs. Taylor left the Bridge Street work largely to the care of 
 their colleagues, Mr. and Mrs. Jones, and prepared to move to 
 Dr. Parker’s. Little as Mrs. Taylor realized it, her husband 
 could hardly have taken these greater responsibilities had it not 
 been for her valuable assistance. She relieved him of all account¬ 
 keeping, correspondence, household cares, management of ser¬ 
 vants, and, to a great extent, direction of his hospital staff. She 
 even found time to do a great deal in the wards among women 
 patients, and spent many hours in caring for both the souls and 
 bodies of those in the dispensary. 
 
 Thus her beloved husband had freedom from these cares to 
 direct the large establishment and give himself more exclusively 
 to hospital and spiritual work. His heart continually drew upon 
 divine resources. He well knew that the greatness of his out¬ 
 ward work could not be sustained were he to cease the inward 
 cry to Him upon whom its success depended. Calling together 
 his assistants, then, he explained the true state of affairs. Dr. 
 Parker left money to meet expenses of the current month, but 
 after that they must look directly to the Lord for supplies. He 
 would not guarantee stated salaries, because he would not go 
 into debt, whatever happened. Therefore, any who wished to do 
 so were at liberty to seek other positions, though he should be 
 glad to have them stay if they were prepared to trust the prom¬ 
 ises of God. 
 
 As Mr. Taylor expected, those who were not whole-hearted 
 Christians did leave, thus making places for the Bridge Street 
 workers who had already been taught to trust God for the tem¬ 
 poral as well as the spiritual. Even all the patients knew upon 
 what basis the hospital was run now; so with eagerness they 
 watched the outcome. 
 
 Dr. Parker’s money was finished and Hudson Taylor’s own 
 supplies were low, but daily he and his band of faithful workers 
 placed the need before Him whom they served. And this was one 
 of the sorest tests Mr. Taylor had ever experienced on this line, 
 for now so much more was involved. One morning the cook 
 appeared, to say to his master that the last bag of rice had been 
 opened. “Then the Lord’s time for helping us must be close at 
 hand,” was his reply. Just so. Before that bag of rice was fin¬ 
 ished, a check for two hundred and fifty dollars came from Mr. 
 Berger, of far-away England. 
 
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The beauty of this gift was that when Mr. Berger’s letter was 
 written, Mrs. Parker’s death had not occurred yet; so of course 
 Mr. Berger knew nothing of the increased needs of Hudson Tay¬ 
 lor at that particular time. No wonder Mr. and Mrs. Taylor 
 and their staff were overcome with joy and praise. The patients 
 in the hospital hardly knew what to make of the song and shouts 
 of joy. But how they listened, those men and women who had 
 known nothing all their lives but blank, empty heathenism! 
 
 “Where is the idol that can do anything like that?” they 
 asked. 11 Have they ever delivered us in our troubles, or answered 
 prayer after this sort?” 
 
 But James Hudson Taylor had learned before leaving Eng¬ 
 land “to move man, through God, by prayer alone.” 
 
 Founding the China Inland Mission. (Pp. 139-140. 
 141-143.) 
 
 His health continued to fail until it was evident that the long 
 sea voyage to England was the only hope of his life. Reluctantly, 
 therefore, the last good-bye was said to all that was dear in 
 Ningpo, but two busy weeks were spent in Shanghai making final 
 preparations. Four months at sea on the Jubilee bound for 
 London gave ample time for quietness, prayer and meditation. 
 
 Whether they w T ere alone in their cabin by day, or gazing into 
 the starry heavens by night, or taking a sunrise walk on the deck, 
 never did their deepest fancy build for them an air-castle equal to 
 the reality of the future! True, they looked hopefully into the 
 future, trusting for restored health, fellow missionaries, and a 
 return to China. But never in those days did James Hudson Tay¬ 
 lor have a thought of the true facts awaiting developments— 
 Chine open to the gospel; a mission of his own simple style at 
 work in the most distant provinces; ten hundred stations and out- 
 stations; over a thousand missionaries, and more than two thou¬ 
 sand native evangelists, pastors, teachers, and Bible women; over 
 seven million dollars put into his hands to help along the work 
 of such a mission and that without a collection or single appeal 
 for money! 
 
 How could his faith ever have been enlarged or his imagina¬ 
 tion have been stretched, to include such a growth of a work 
 from his own humble beginning during those first few years in 
 China ? But the man whose life is traced in this little volume was 
 simply a tool in the hands of the great Master Builder. It is He 
 Who causes the giant oak to spring forth from an insignificant* 
 little acorn. What great possibilities are wrapped up in young 
 men and young women today! Any lad or lassie who gives to 
 
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Jesus the few loaves and fishes which he or she may possess may 
 see the multitudes fed. . . . 
 
 While Mr. Taylor was pondering and praying over the matter 
 this suggestion came to his mind: “ If you see these things more 
 clearly than others, why not go forward yourself, and trust God 
 to accomplish his purposes through you? Go yourself to inland 
 China! If power in prayer be granted, what is to hinder your 
 obtaining the men and the means? Five have already been given 
 for the Ningpo work: why not a larger number to meet the 
 greater need?” 
 
 With this conviction burning in his soul, Mr. Taylor slipped 
 away quietly on Sunday morning, June 25, 1865, to the sands 
 of the seashore near Brighton, heavily burdened over the great 
 responsibility. Then the thought came, ‘ 4 Suppose God does gives 
 a band of men for China, and they reach those inland regions, 
 and should all die of starvation or should they be killed in riots, 
 would not friends at home blame Him for taking them out?” 
 
 While he was in agonizing prayer over the matter the Spirit 
 of God spoke to him: “Why burdened thus? If you are simply 
 obeying God, all the responsibility must be left with Him, and 
 not with you.” 
 
 “Very well,” responded the waiting soul to this welcome as¬ 
 surance; “Thou, Lord, shaft be responsible for them and for 
 me, too.” 
 
 In the quiet home of Mr. and Mrs. W. T. Berger at Saint 
 Hill the foundation of the future mission was laid in long and 
 prayerful talks over the important doctrines of the Word of 
 God. Principles upon which the mission was to be conducted 
 were as prayerfully thought out. “Grace and guidance, men 
 and means, faith and the fulness of the Spirit for this service, 
 all were sought and found by this little company of men and 
 women on their knees, who had been taught to trust in the simple 
 promises of God; and trusting, to obey.” 
 
 They agreed that the mission should be undenominational in 
 that it should hold to no particular creed, except the general prin¬ 
 ciples of evangelical Christianity. And it was to be interdenomi¬ 
 national in that workers would be accepted from all evangelical 
 denominations. The policy of its founder, never to go into debt, 
 was woven into the new mission, and is still adhered to. It was 
 to be called the “China Inland Mission,” because its centers of 
 operation were to be away from the coast, out in the interior 
 provinces of China. Mr. Berger accepted the duties of Home 
 Director. 
 
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During the remainder of that year and the early spring of 
 1866 the Mission was further developed, and a party of mission¬ 
 aries were being prepared to enter the field. 
 
 Development of the Mission. ( Pp. 145-148.) 
 
 Though confronted all the years by riots, wars, deaths among 
 the missionaries, shortage of funds, and many other obstructions, 
 yet the work of the Mission had grown to such a size that one 
 could not help but recognize that God’s hand was upon it. In 
 1880 there were seventy stations occupied by as many mission¬ 
 aries. But the increasing demands of the work required more 
 men. So Mr. Taylor called a convention at Wu Chang, where 
 many of the workers met him. They pledged themselves to pray 
 for seventy more missionaries during the next three years; and at 
 the end of that time the prayer was fully answered. Then in 1885 
 a blessing was added by the coming of seven graduates from 
 Cambridge University. 
 
 As Mr. Taylor could no longer direct this growing work with¬ 
 out help, district superintendents were appointed in the different 
 provinces. At the beginning of 1887 prayer was made for a 
 hundred new workers during that year, and just before Christ¬ 
 mas the last detachment of that hundred were ready to depart 
 for China. 
 
 It was while Mr. Taylor was again in England that he was 
 urged by a successful business man in New York State to estab¬ 
 lish a branch of the C. I. M. in North America. At first the pro¬ 
 posal was not hopeful, but a little later another request came 
 from Mr. Moody for Mr. Taylor to attend the Students’ Summer 
 School at Northfield the following year. After this request there 
 came an invitation to take part in the Niagara Conference. These 
 were accepted, but with no thought of results. 
 
 But at any rate, a North-American branch of the China In¬ 
 land Mission was established; and later a branch in Scotland, 
 in Sweden, and in Australia were great assets to the work both 
 in men and in money. Thus the Mission whose founder went 
 out to China alone, a physically frail young man having 
 neither a theological, a university, nor a medical degree, and 
 no financial backing except the divine promises “between the 
 covers of his pocket Bible”—that Mission, we are thankful to 
 say, has never taken a backward step for lack of funds. 
 
 It has steadily increased from one man and one station dur¬ 
 ing a period of sixty-eight years,' or until January 1, 1922, so 
 that by the blessing of God the figures stand as follows: 
 
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Missionaries . 1,073 
 
 Paid Chinese Helpers. 1,968 
 
 Voluntary Chinese Helpers. 1,876 
 
 Stations. 251 
 
 Outstations . 1,633 
 
 Chapels .„.. 1,332 
 
 Hospitals. 11 
 
 Dispensaries . 100 
 
 Native Schools... 484 
 
 Baptisms . 86,831 
 
 Students in schools at Chefoo for children of 
 the missionaries. 300 
 
 Prayer, faith, sacrifice and service—these were elements com¬ 
 posing the good seed that was sown some three-score and ten 
 years ago. Having germinated, this seed grew into the wonder¬ 
 ful Mission which we see today. It is a lesson teaching us that 
 “God honors faith, answers prayer, and never fails those who 
 attempt great things for God and expect great things from 
 God. ’ ’ 
 
 “He rcas not , for God took him ” ( Pp . 149,150-153.) 
 
 While he was taking a rest in Switzerland, another great sor¬ 
 row came into the life of our hero, occasioned by the death of his 
 second wife, whose devotion to him and his God was most help¬ 
 ful in health and in sickness. Soon afterwards—early in 1905— 
 he had a fervent desire again to visit China. His son and daugh- 
 ter-in-law, Dr. Howard and Geraldine Taylor traveled with him, 
 but so feeble was their father that at times it looked as though 
 he could not outlive the voyage. 
 
 But eventually the land of his adoption was reached, and after 
 a brief stay in Shanghai, where he saw most of the members of 
 the China Council, who had remained after their April sittings 
 to meet him, he proceeded up the Yangtse River. The aged 
 founder of the Inland Mission was determined to visit the once 
 bitterly anti-foreign province of Hunan, in the heart of China, 
 where he had never gone before. It was the last of the eighteen 
 provinces to be opened to the gospel. A few missionaries were 
 at work there now, in the capital city of Chang-Sha and Mr. Tay¬ 
 lor wanted just to go and see ... . 
 
 The little party of travelers were warmly welcomed into the 
 mission home by their workers at Chang-Sha on Thursday the 
 first of June. Friday they were conveyed in sedan-chairs to dif¬ 
 ferent places of interest in the city, one of which was a lofty 
 building on the highest part of the city wall. From here Mr. 
 
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Taylor was charmed with the delightful view before him of the 
 great city, and of the mountains, plains, and rivers surrounding 
 it. He also visited the site of several acres which the governor 
 was giving for their medical mission. 
 
 Saturday morning “the venerable Pastor 77 addressed a con¬ 
 gregation of Chinese who had assembled for worship. Dr. and 
 Mrs. Keller planned a reception, to give all the missionaries an 
 opportunity of meeting this aged pioneer of the crass. “He 
 looked so fresh and nice,” wrote Mrs. Geraldine Tavlor after- 
 wards, “when he came down at four o’clock to greet the friends 
 who were gathering .... One by one they came and sat beside 
 him, devoted workers representing six or seven different societies, 
 over thirty in all, including our own C. I. M. friends.” 
 
 After all had left, his son, Dr. Howard Taylor, persuaded him 
 to go up-stairs to rest, although he said lie was not specially 
 tired. When the evening meal was ready, as he did not feel in¬ 
 clined to go down-stairs, a tray was carried to his room. Then 
 the son helped him to bed and called his wife to sit with the 
 aged man a little while. Mrs. Taylor was standing outside on 
 the veranda. Of her experience at this time she afterwards 
 wrote: 
 
 “Twilight had fallen then, and darkness veiled the distant 
 mountains and river. Here and there a few glimmering lights 
 dotted the vast expanse of the grey-roofed city. All was silent 
 under the starlit sky. Enjoying the cool and quietness, I stood 
 alone a while, thinking of father. But oh, how little one realized 
 what was happening then, or dreamed that in less than one fudf- 
 hour our loved one would be with the Lord! Was the golden gate 
 already swinging back on its hinges? Were the hosts of 
 welcoming angels gathering to receive his spirit? Had the 
 Master Himself arisen to greet His faithful friend and servant?” 
 
 Entering the room of the aged man, Mrs. Taylor found the 
 lighted lamp on the chair beside his bed. He was leaning over 
 with a letter in his hand and others spread out before him 
 “Could you not read us something interesting while Father has 
 his tea?” asked she of her husband, knowing that would please 
 the father. Taking up a book, the son asked: “Where did you 
 leave off?” and at once the father pointed out the exact place. 
 His mind was still perfectly clear. But before sitting down, the 
 son went to bring something else for the tray. Meanwhile, Mrs. 
 Taylor was leafing through the pages of the Missionary Review, 
 at which the elderly man had been looking. 
 
 Suddenly the old missionary turned his head on the pillow 
 and gave a little gasp. He did not speak, nor was he choking, 
 
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nor distressed for breath. He did not seem conscious of anything 
 then. The son and other friends were called. They came at once, 
 but “He was not, for God took him.” 
 
 “The look of calm and rest that came over his face was won¬ 
 derful ! The weariness of years faded away in a few moments, 
 and the very room seemed filled with unutterable peace. ’ ’ 
 
 Gloriously translated on June 3, 1905, was James Hudson 
 Taylor, from Chang-Sha, Hunan, the heart of China. “It was 
 certainly remarkable that he who had given his life to open the 
 closed provinces of inland China should, ere he died, have been 
 permitted to enter into the capital of the last province to be 
 opened to the gospel, and from that, the most appropriate spot 
 on earth, should be called to his everlasting reward. ’ ’ 
 
 The China Inland Mission Jubilee. (“Missionary Re¬ 
 view of the World” July 1925.) 
 
 The sixtieth anniversary of the founding of the China Inland 
 Mission has been widely celebrated (June, 1925). On June 25, 
 1865, Rev. J. Hudson Taylor, following a call of God to reach 
 inland China, with the Gospel, wrote in the margin of his Bible: 
 “Prayed for twenty-four willing, skillful laborers at Brighton.” 
 This number was asked for in order to supply two for each of 
 eleven provinces still without a missionary, and two for Mongolia. 
 
 God’s answer finds partial expression in the following record 
 of that mission to the end of 1924: More than 2,000 missionaries 
 sent out in 60 years, of whom 1,134 are still on active service in 
 15 provinces, besides Chinese Turkestan and the borders of 
 Mongolia and Tibet; $15,000,000 received and used in the work; 
 present stations 258; out-stations 1,764; chapels, 1,518; hospitals 
 13; dispensaries 91; schools 545; paid Chinese workers 2,211; 
 voluntary Chinese workers 2,150; churches 1,165; communicant 
 members 64,350; baptized in 1924, 5,779; baptized since com¬ 
 mencement of work, 104,820. 
 

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