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"The China Story--Recollections of a Little Girl's Life in Amoy, China" (1851-1859)  Part 5
by Mary Augusta Doty Smith, Daughter of Elihu Doty, RCA Missionary to China, 1844-1864

Part 1     Part 2      Part 3      Part 4      Part 5      Part 6
   Elihu Doty Page     Amoy Mission
Ms. Jean Watson, Secretary, New Jersey Postal History Society, and author of "Doty's Garden", providing this copy of Mary Augusta Doty Smith's (1851-1937) fascinating 80-page account of her first eight years of life on Amoy.  (She is nicknamed "Pussie" in the story).
Mr. Elwood, Geiger,of South Dakota, a descendant of Elihu Doty, kindly provided the Doty photos, and permission to use Mary Doty's story.  Mary J. Geiger was given a carbon copy, with handwritten corrections and additions, and retyped it in Spring, 1972.

Obtain more Doty infofrom Reformed Church of America (RCA) archives at www.rca.org

Continued from Part 4

[Amoy Dictionary] The missionaries were eager to translate parts of the Bible into their own language, and hymns for their services, and also to complete a dictionary of their own dialect used in Amoy. There are many dialects in the whole of China, no one of which is understood by the rest of the people of the Empire. These workers also desired to give their new church some literature too, as time went on. One Manual of their dialect--bearing father's name as compiler¡ªis in our collection of his Translations. There is also some work in this line in mother's handwriting, which we have.

One or another of the missionaries, including the British ones, were busy in the printing press room continually, in translating or compiling books for the bookbinders; who I think must have been Chinese men of skill in that line, as all the books and pamphlets are according to their workmanship, and, of course, being for their use, begin at what we would call at the end of the works!
I recall the pleasure, one time expressed, when some one brought a new book in to show us all¡ªfinished at last, and so well and artistically done¡ªand the relief and joy over its accomplishment. The press room was not at our home. Father's life was a busy one. He was a very methodical man, and regularly went out after breakfast¡ªdressed, generally, in white linen clothes and pith helmet¡ªso often used in the Tropics¡ªinto Chinese homes, or for printing work, or in preaching or teaching, or to meet with others in this work in earnest conversation and planning.

There were times when father and the others went on journeys into the interior, and were away for several days. Two generally made the tours together, and after the work was established, native elders accompanied them. Travel by water was more desirable whenever possible, and the Mission owned a sailboat and oars combined, which was used on these trips. Itineraries required provisioning with bedding and food and medicine, as well as boxes of books and leaflets to be distributed to members in established centers, or to new ones who showed an interest in having them.

All our family were very glad when father returned; and there was much eager and earnest conversation, which we children were too young to comprehend further than to gather from tone of voice, the various degrees of joy and hope, or disappointment, in their mission to these natives, many of whom they had never seen before, or who had never heard a word of the New Way of Life they had carried to them on these trips, which some received thoughtfully and with questioning interest, and others quickly turned from, with a shake of the head¡ªas is always the case.

[Women¡¯s Education] Father had a class of men he taught daily, who were preparing to become preachers and teachers themselves, and pastors over their own native churches, sometime. In that long ago day, there were very few native churches or helpers: it was mainly a time of laying foundations. Mother, too, had a class of women with whom she often met.

Eleanor Augusta Smith Doty and Elihu Doty Married February 17 1847 RCA mission to Amoy China Just their status, I do not know. Of course they were not expected to take part in services, or to be "Bible women", going out among their sisters, at this early time. There were no schools for girls in the Empire then, since their judges¡ªthe men¡ªdeclared wonen could not learn; they did not have brain power enough to do that; and to have schools for them was foolishness. My impression is that mother did try to teach a few women to read. They could commit to memory, more or less; that I know, for I can hear them singing, even now, in their meetings with her. Still, the echo carries, "Song tay chong cho te kop pwea", to the tune of "Watchman, tell us of the night". I realize a native might readily declare this is no language of his; but¡ªas near as six or less years of age has it stored away in memory's cells,¡ªand so quoted, with apologies!

There were other hymns translated into their own language which were in a book of hymns for their use. Among those translated, also they repeated simple verses, and the Lord's Prayer.

These were the embryo, however, of the future days of faith and education, when they all would be formed into a National Church, as we know is being done in this, our day. Father's petition and hope to the Reformed Church, was like seed sown to bear fruit after many days, in this process.

Late in our life in China, the new church was completed, very near the home of Mr. Talmadge, and we children looked down from their upper verandah upon the building, from the foundation work up to the finished church. Then a day of dedication was set, which brought a large concourse of Chinese friends and believers, men and women, and curious onlookers. We children, from both families attended. The clean white walls and furnishing and sweet odors stay with me still, and also the chatter of women and crying of babies as their mothers tried to hush them¡ªall going on during the services! But of the services we were too young to carry anything.

Mr. Talmadge's [Talmage; Mary persistently misspelled his name] and father's warm friendship grew out of being the oldest of the missionaries in Amoy in their day, and with many interests in common. Coming out on the same ship made one of the close ties. And later, the kind and loving sharing of the care of the Doty children after mother's death, is always to be remembered warmly.

We were often at their home for longer or shorter visits, and once a man from Micronesia came there and brought news of the mission work among the "Islands of the Sea". He also brought breadfruit, as a curious growth of that far off shore.

Mrs. Talmadge [Talmage] called us all about her, and gave us a piece, and told us of its value as food, and pointed out its peculiar skin, and so forth; and said, probably we would never see this kind of fruit again, and should look well at it, so as to remember it. We anticipated a treat; but it did not appeal to us, or make us regret we would never see the like again! Nevertheless, now I have that bit of memory, which I would not have had, but for "Auntie Talmsdge"'s impressing it upon us¡ªof a product of a far off country.

[Rebuilding the ¡°Morning Star¡±] This episode from "Micronesia" brings another story. We were often told about the "Morning Star", a little vessel which plied between the many islands of this group, to serve the missionaries in one or another of them. Then came the account of its being wrecked; and that the Sunday School children of America were raising money to buy another boat to take its place. Charley and I were very grieved over this loss, having had stories told to us of boys and girls, natives, missing its help. We were asked if we would like to help get some money, too, which of course, we were full of interest to do.

We were fitted out with a contribution sheet, and father took us to the different offices of the Tea Merchants, and other foreign places, where we placed before them the sad fact, and need of another boat, and asked if they would help. They expressed great interest in our appeal, and towards us children, and signed the paper and made offerings, until, when it was time to return home we had received one hundred dollars for the new "Morning Star". That very contribution paper is still in my possession! And in an account written about the building of the second "Morning Star", this story is incorporated with our names¡ªa thrilling thing to two small children, seven and five years old!Charles Winchester Doty, son of Elihu Doty, born in Amoy

[Signal Hill; Mail Ships] One daily service father gave his painstaking care to recording, was the receiving of signals of shipping through flags and colored balls, lowered and raised on a flagstaff , with known meanings to the initiated, from a station far out in the harbor, seen only through a spyglass.

Whenever a vessel or "Man of War" was turning into our waters, great excitement followed, as the news was broadcast in our community. Was it an American, British, Dutch, French, or East Indiaman? All carried mail, which may have been months en route. And news of all kinds might bee coming forward to meet friends¡ªof joy or sorrow, distress or comfort. So a deep suspense seemed to hover over all the company, some of whom would gather at our house, as the place where first information could be had, and also was situated nearest to the outer harbor. As the vessels approached, first, the masts just rising above the horizon could be sighted by the naked eye; then the sails and hulls; and by this tine, the spyglasses could discern to what nationality the vessel belonged, and to what class of ship.

If the "Stars and Stripes" flew at the stern, 0! the thrill to our American family! If the cross of St. George was there, our warmest friends were cheered; and all of the American Colony would be glad too, for our interests were closely entwined, and our mails often, too, found their way to us through the British ships.

Our American ships would bring the most direct letters to us, or boxes, or perhaps a friend¡ªa missionary¡ªto join forces with those who waited to welcome them. If a British boat, an English or Scotch friend and his wife might be returning again to China, after a visit to their homelands, or new faces to add to their colony and make friends with all.Samuel Holmes Doty, son of Elihu Doty, born in Amoy 1853

[Quarantine; First Childhood Sorrow] Trading vessels often went up and down the coast and dropped anchor, and officers came ashore, coming in to see us sometimes. In every case, as soon as the vessel had ridden into our harbor, and the anchor chains had rattled down, and with a mighty splash dropped into the deep, father and other men would be off in their rowboats to their sides, and on invitation, would climb up the rope ladder and give welcome. I expect there was some sort of quarantine, but it was quite lax, I am sure, for one trader on a return trip, whose wife and child accompanied the Captain, and who had visited us in our home and with the Talmadges in theirs, on more than one trip, came again, and we were very pleased to see Coco Mason, our little friend. But she became violently ill at the Talmadges¡¯ home; and the next day it proved to be Asiatic cholera, and she died in a few hours. All the time until near the end, we children, who were so sorry for her sufferings, and wanted to be with her, were not prevented! None of us contracted the disease, however. This was our first childish sorrow.

[Childhood Dramatics]   As we grew older, Charley and I were taught little poems and hymns which we sang with mother; and Bible verses and stories became familiar to us. We received from the "London Missionary Society" a case¡ªunder glass¡ªabout eighteen by fifteen inches, of colored pictures of Bible stories and scenes, from those of Adam and Eve, through the Life of Jesus Christ, so were well acquainted with them.

We liked to play some of them¡ªthe Prodigal Son, in which Charley was the old father and Sammy and I were the two sons. I, as the sinning one, asked my portion of goods from the father and went off to a far country¡ªway to the end of our long verandah, which seemed very far sometimes¡ªand, waiting there among the husks for a little, came slowly back, and was met by the father, with outstretched arms, and really wept in my distress, saying, "Father, I have sinned against Heaven and in thy sight", and received the welcome home. It did not take much following of facts to satisfy little children.Ellen Marcia Doty Johnson, daughter of Elihu Doty born in Amoy 1855

We dramatized the "Last Judgment". Charley was the Judge, perched on the high back of a rattan chair, from which, he declared in a deep voice, "Depart from me" or "Come ye blessed" to Sammy and me, and baby "Mousie" who came along with us, and either climbed up the big chair in answer to "Come ye blessed", or turned in misery away as we "departed" to the far corner of the verandah again, with a sense of guilty terror upon us!

We played the "Good Samaritan", and others. Sometimes the Talmadge children were with us, and then there were angels, who flapped their wings and skipped about in Joy, remembering and singing,¡ª
"I want to be an angel
And with the angels stand;
A crown upon ray forehead,
A harp within my hand. "

and,

"Around the throne of God in Heaven,
Ten thousand children stand.
Children, whose sins are all forgiven,
A holy, happy band,
Singing glory, glory, glory
To our Lord Most High."

I expect that father and mother were often peeping at us from some hidden spot, but I never remember we were stopped, as irreverent. It was a solemn acting out of the stories, Oberammergau way, perhaps. Once Charley fell from his height, and we were frightened over a broken arm, but after a few days of wearing a pretty little wrapper which mother had made for such emergencies, with a sleeve hanging armless, like a hero, it was quite compensating!

My turn came next to wear it. Charley was cutting the string of a covered basket of oranges or mandarins, and I leaned over his shoulder at just the angle to catch the upstroke of his knife in my forehead, close up to the hair line (where the scar still can be felt). Terror over the blood that flew, and screams which brought both parents, and the bandaging and comforting that went on, is very vivid still, and also the lying down on the sofa with the pretty wrapper on as being quite satisfactory! This same little garment is still kept in a trunk which came from Amoy, with clothing¡ªfor "auld lang syne".

[Eating Mangoes] A picture of mother comes to mind in connection with mangoes, which were brought in. We loved them, and eagerly laid hands upon them, but were stopped by her, as she quickly laid aside some occupation and said, "Don't touch them until I can cover you all up".

We were enveloped in a sheet or large towel, and told not to get up from our seats until all was eaten and Boa had brought water and washed our faces back to the ears, and hands and arms, ¡®most too roughly! Those of you who know the fruit, appreciate the necessity for all this care, as it is extremely juicy, and of a deep yellow stain, difficult to remove.

One or two other pictures of contacts with mother, which reveal her ways of dealing with us¡ªor of my shares of it¡ªcome to mind. I think it takes a personal touch upon little children to leave a lasting impression¡ªprobably I was five, approaching six. One day I found mother in the bath, or tub room, with her long, dark hair thrown over her head and face, all covered with soap lather, enjoying a good shampoo, given by herself, in a day and place where professionals were unknown. But to me, it was a deed terrible to behold, and my mother was being hurt! Of course, I screamed, which brought father to the rescue, who took me in his arms, while mother opened up the blinding hair and peeped through with a reassuring laugh, and soon all was well again.

Another scene comes vividly to mind, which I will relate, lest the impression is given that no natural occasions ever arose for severity. Mother called me to her to try on a dress she was making; I protested that it hurt so, and I didn't want to, but¡ªcame just the same. It was white material, cross barred, made with baby waist gathered into a belt with short puffed sleeves, and the material was really¡ªor felt to me¡ªstiff and scratchy. I cried and squirmed and did all the naughty things which many another little youngster has done, and will continue to do until time ends, I suppose; and my mother was cross with me and talked severely to me, and insisted on continuing her work, most hardheartedly! just as good mothers always should do to naughty little girls, and big ones, too, who sometimes behave just as badly¡ªand be given plenary absolution for being cross!
Our parents were always interested in having us children see any sight of note, and one night they awoke us, and brought us to the verandah to see a ship on fire from stem to bow and topmast to water's edge¡ªa thrilling sight.

[Plans for American Education; Mother & Friend¡¯s Death]  About this time, father and mother began to talk of going home to grandfather's house, a year before mother died. We children were full of eagerness, and Charley and I learned we older ones were to stay in America to receive our educations. We pored over our children's books, which had pictures in them of school houses and American girls and boys, who were wonderful creatures to us, with their caps and coats, and girls with long curls (my hair was short), or with bonnets tied under their chins, and long pantalettes which came down to the tops of their shoes; and dreamed of the time when we would look like them!

And always there was "our" flag floating over the school houses.
But complications came in the missionary work, and our parents were urged to stay longer, which they did, with the end result we all know.

A loving attachment between one of the Scotch missionaries who came to Amoy during the latter part of mother's life, was that between the little girl nearly six, and Mr. Sandeman. He always made a great pet of me, and I remember his teaching me a Scotch hymn with the refrain, "0, How He loves", and he and I used to sing it together, with other hymns too. Once he invited me to spend the night with him, such a great event, and full of delight. My nighty was put up for me to take, and he undreosed and put me in his big bed, covered with a netting hung from the center of the ceiling to the floor, (as all of our beds were likewise protected from insects). In time, he took his place beside me, all so beautiful! Put it was a tropical night, hot, and I rolled and tossed until he picked me up and carried me to the latticed verandah, with the window thrown open, where the full moon poured down upon us. Often this occasion and that brilliant moon, comes to mind, when I gaze at full moons.

He talked to me, but it seems to have made no impression, and I guess I curled up and went to sleep by his side, leaning up against him.  Shortly after mother's death, he died of cholera, leaving quite a heartache with the little girl.

One of the events quite naturally impressing me very vividly, was my sixth birthday, September, 1857, and mother died the next February, '58¡ªso it was the last in which she partook.

Mrs. Boyd invited me to spend the day with her, and on returning, I brought with me presents: a beautiful doll with wax face and long curls, and a white dress trimmed with pink silk fringe. Such a treasure! Besides this, there was a toy set of blue and white china dishes, and a grey and blue dress which came from England with the doll, all trimmed with ruffles to the waist, and ribbons on the shoulders. Alas for my six years! It was far too large, and beyond my age. Still, I looked with great joy at it, and belief that I would soon be old enough to wear it! However, that time never came until we were in America, and it looked pretty queer, when at that time, no one wore ruffles. Still, I begged for it, feeling very grand! My day was not over on returning with the lovely gifts. Mrs. Syme, the Scotch lady, had sent me a choice work box of rosewood, with inlaid mother of pearl decorations, and all full of Chinese carved ivory sewing implements and other articles, cushioned on pink satin cases to hold them; and a drawer when pulled out revealed a completely equipped writing desk. I still keep it in my room, in evidence, though its physical glories have to a great degree, vanished!

I had asked if I could have a party, consisting of my various gentlemen friends and no one else! They sent formal notes, saying they would be happy to come and asked me, or father or mother for me, to accept the accompanying presents which their "boys", or servants, brought with the notes. (Some of these notes I still have among my treasures.) One gave me a whole piece of silk, blue and grey plaid, for a dress, which was made for me when I went to Mount Holyoke. Another, silver dollars¡ªcumshaw" as he called it¡ªasking to have it applied as best desired for me. There was a case of Chinese Puzzles of carved ivory. There were many of them, but most of them have met the fate of children's vandalism, though a few remain more or less intact.

There was a feather fan, decorated with Chinese painted flowers and birds and butterflies, and ivory carvings made the framework. A lacquered jewel case in fine workmanship came., and Is in good condition because mother rescued it from being appropriated to dolls' uses, with the plea that I would lend it to her for her bits of precious ware. I felt very magnanimous and proud to be granting it to her, and she transferred her treasures to the box, while I looked on and watched her make a silk pad for them to rest on. They were always kept there through mother's life, and since her death the box has never found other use, though the treasures have been scattered in various ways.

There were other gifts, I am sure, but they have not, recorded themselves. My party, aside from the beautiful gifts, leaves in my mind a happy occasion with these young English and Scotch gentlemen, very attentive to me with stories and games to my liking, and some good natured bantering over our respective countries, which always seemed a satisfying thing to do, because I always rose to the occasion¡ª"bit", as we say¡ªwhich was the end desired!

Well! After such an exciting birthday, quite naturally, the next morning mother found I was sick with quite a fever, and had to be petted and bathed off in cool water, and kept on a light diet for several days. When better, I again donned the little wrapper with satisfaction; and, best memory of all, mother brought me squares of bread and guava jelly lumps, on each piece, arranged around the edge of a pretty plate, with a mound of jelly in the center, and fed them to me. O! Such a delight¡ªit was so good! This is among the last memories of her in a personal way, for she died a few months later, and other deeds are not so personal.

One thing which all of us shared must have originated with both parents¡ªbread and brown sugar served to us before we were dressed, every morning, while father had his cup of coffee as a bracer against asthma, whose heavy breathing and wheezing I remember, while we ate the bread and sugar and he drank his coffee. Then old Boa helped us dress, and we went down to breakfast. The son of the young boa, who carved nuts, waited on the table for us, when required.
I have been looking over photos of friends in Amoy, and seeing the face of Mrs. Lea, of the London Mission, brings to mind that she taught me how to crochet, and form a pair of baby socks of grey and canary yellow soft wool. This was probably during my fifth or sixth year, and mother was still with us.

Soft wools came only from England at this tine. Yarns for use in knitting or weaving was what practical young America needed, and made with her spinning wheels, after sheep wools had been sheared and washed and carded at the farmers' homes.

An English person whom I do not remember, learning of my new interest in crocheting, gave me a quantity of beautiful colored soft worsteds, preserved in a zinc can, against moths and worms. I was fascinated with them, and pulled them about recklessly, snarling them up after the first enthusiasm.

We had a young Chinese friend who supported herself embroidering with silks and wools. These latter were very precious and hard to obtain¡ªChina is the home of lovely silks, we know, but not of wools¡ªso mother, very sensibly, appealed to me for her work, and how much it would mean to her in earning her living, if I would give her these. My heart was touched, and I gladly did so, and felt rewarded, as even a little girl could see how grateful she was.

One spectacle I remember distinctly, the last time or two that it passed our house. It came annually, a Pageant of Chinese ships and boats, which started up the Bay somewhere, and sailed, or were rowed past our house, and far out beyond our sight, as a propitiation offered to their gods to, secure protection and help from them during the coming year. The procession was led by a new, small junk, beautifully finished, in carvings and paintings in many bright colors, carrying a crew in gala attire, and with rings flying from every vantage point. They sailed, or rowed by, each with its crew and flags, with gongs, and drums and cymbals and reeds, such as we associate with their known music. All went out seaward somewhere, and there the beautiful little junk was burned, as an additional offering to their god. Our hearts were much touched as we saw, annually, this spectacle, and the dear little boat going out¡ªbut never coming back!

[Footbinding]
We have all rejoiced over the promulgation in the Chinese Republic, of the Law against further foot binding; the distresses of which I caught sight of once, when wandering into old boa's rooms.

Young Boa had a daughter who came occasionally to see her, and have her bound feet redressed; the unbinding of the long worn bandages, and bathing of poor distorted feet where sores had developed, and then the distressing binding up again, with moans and sobs from the young girl, and beating from the mother as she shrank away from her, I looked upon.

This custom has not entirely been done away with, in the interior; but was the universal care that was given all young girls and women of good standing, with the same pitiful distresses, for generations.

Embroidering beautiful flowers and figures on "uppers" was one of the accomplishments of Chinese ladies, younger or older, and then making up the shoes, even stitching many layers of linen together into soles to support the uppers. I used to watch young boa make tiny shoes in this way for her child, and even attempted to make for my doll the same; but evidently owned to myself it was too much to do; the many folds of linen were so hard to push a needle through, up and down, and the silks tangled up so!
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Abeel, David
Henry and Sarah Beltman, Amoy Mission  1902-1928?Beltman
Boot Family of the Amoy Mission,South Fujian ChinaBoot Family
Ruth Broekema Amoy Mission 1921 1951Broekema, Ruth
Henry and Sarah Beltman, Amoy Mission  1902-1928?Bruce, Elizabeth
William Burns, Scottish Missionary to China, visited Amoy Burns, Wm.
John Caldwell China Coast Family Caldwells
Henry and Kate Depree Amoy Mission  1907 to 1948DePree
Dr. John Otte and Hope Hospital Develder, Wally
   Dr. John Otte and Hope Hospital Wally's Memoirs!
Douglas CarstairsDouglas, Carstairs
Elihu Doty RCA Missionary to Amoy ChinaDoty, Elihu
Rev William Rankin Duryea, D.D. The Amoy Mission 1877Duryea, Wm. Rankin
Joseph and Marion Esther
Esther,Joe & Marion
Katherine Green Amoy Mission  1907 to 1950Green, Katherine
Stella Girard Veenschoten
Hills,Jack & Joann
. Stella Girard Veenschoten
Hill's Photos.80+
..Stella Girard VeenschotenKeith H.
Dr. John Otte and Hope Hospital Homeschool
Richard and Johanna Hofstra of the Amoy MIssion ChinaHofstras
Tena Holkeboer Amoy Mission, Hope HospitalHolkeboer, Tena
Dr. Clarence Holleman and his wife Ruth Eleanor Vanden Berg Holleman were RCA missionaries on AmoyHolleman, M.D.
Hope Hospital Amoy  on Gulangyu (Kulangsu, Koolongsoo, etc.)Hope Hospital
Stella Girard Veenschoten
Johnston Bio
Rev. and Mrs. Joralman of the Amoy MissionJoralmans
Wendell and Renske Karsen
Karsen, W&R
Edwin and Elizabeth Koeppe Family, Amoy Mission ChinaKoeppes, Edwin&Eliz.
Dr. Clarence Holleman and his wife Ruth Eleanor Vanden Berg Holleman were RCA missionaries on AmoyKip, Leonard W.
William Vander Meer  Talmage College Fukien Christian UniversityMeer Wm. Vander
Margaret Morrison, Amoy Mission  1892-1931Morrison, Margaret
John Muilenberg Amoy MissionMuilenbergs
Jean Neinhuis, Amoy Mission Hope Hospital Gulangyu or Ku-long-sooNeinhuis, Jean
Theodore Oltman M.D. Amoy Missionary DoctorOltman, M.D.
Reverend Alvin Ostrum, of the Amoy Mission, Fujian ChinaOstrum, Alvin
Dr. John Otte and Hope Hospital Otte,M.D.Stella Girard VeenschotenLast Days
Henry and Mary Voskuil Amoy MissionPlatz, Jessie
Reverend W. J. Pohlman, Amoy MIssion, Fujian ChinaPohlman, W. J.
Henry and Dorothy Poppen, RCA Missionaries to Amoy China Amoy Mission Project 1841-1951Poppen, H.& D.
Reverend Daniel Rapalje, Amoy Mission, Fujian ChinaRapalje, Daniel
Herman and Bessie Renskers Amoy Mission  1910-1933Renskers
Dr. John Otte and Hope Hospital Talmage, J.V.N.

Lyman and Rose Talman Amoy Mission  1916 to 1931Talman, Dr.
Stella Girard VeenschotenVeenschotens
. Nelson VeenschotenHenry V.Stella Girard VeenschotenStella V.
. Dr. John Otte and Hope Hospital Girard V.
Jeanette Veldman, Amoy Mission ChinaVeldman, J.
Henry and Mary Voskuil Amoy MissionVoskuil, H & M
Jean Walvoord Amoy Mission  1931-1951Walvoord
A. Livingston WarnshuisWarnshuis, A.L.
Nellie Zwemer Amoy Mission  1891-1930Zwemer, Nellie
"The MIssion Cemetery of Fuh-Chau" / Foochow by Rev.J.W. Wiley , M.D. (also mispelled Wylie )Fuh-chau Cemetery
Dr. John Otte and Hope Hospital City of Springs
   (Quanzhou, 1902!!)
Xiamen Churches Protestant Catholic Seventh Day Adventist Amoy Mission Missionaries Abeel
XM Churches
Xiamen Churches Protestant Catholic Seventh Day Adventist Amoy Mission Missionaries AbeelChurch History Xiamen International Christian Fellowship Expat Nondenominational interdenominational
Opium wars in Xiamen, Fujian China.  Opium Wars
Amoy Mission Bibliography A.M. Bibliography
Xiamen YMCA and YWCAYMCA Volunteer!
Xiamen International Christian FellowshipXICF FellowshipIslamic Muslim Mosques Ashab Quanzhou Damascus Fuzhou Xiamen
Xiamen and Fujian Buddhist Taoist Confucian Temples Mazu Manichean Hindu IslamicTemplesXiamen and Fujian Temples and Mosques  Buddhism Confucian Taoism Taoist Buddhism Mazu Matsu Meizhou IslandXiamen and Fujian  Mosques Islamic Muslim Ashab Mosque Quanzhou Fuzhou  Mohammed Disciples DamascusMosques
Xiamen and Fujian Buddhist Taoist Confucian Temples Mazu Manichean Hindu IslamicChrist in Chinese 
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