"If you work hard and get things to trade, you can get many more fine things," said Mary.
"We are going to work hard. We want many of those fine things we saw."
The men did work. Because they were busy they had less time and less desire to get drunk and quarrel. Mary"s missionary work was having its effect on the lives of the people. Slowly they were changing from their heathen ways, but there was still much to do.
One day while Mary and Mr. Ovens were working on the mission house they heard a wild scream from the nearby jungle. Mary jumped up.
"Something is wrong in the jungle," said Mary. "Johnny, go and see what it is."
One of her orphan boys ran off to find out what was wrong. In a few minutes he came back.
"Ma, Ma," he cried, "a man is hurt. Maybe he is dead. Come quick."
Mary grabbed her case of medicines and followed Johnny into the jungle. When she reached the place where the young man was lying, she looked into his face.
"It is Etim, the son of our chief, Edem. He is going to get married soon and is building his house. A tree fell the wrong way and hit him. He cannot move his arms or legs. This means bad trouble. The people will say it is witchcraft."
Mary with her helpers quickly made a stretcher to carry Etim. They carried him to his mother"s home at Ekenge.
"I will nurse him," said Mary to Etim"s mother.
For two weeks Mary took care of him night and day. She prayed G.o.d to spare the young man"s life. She did everything she knew to help him. Etim did not get better. Day by day he became worse. Sunday morning came. Mary could see that he did not have long to live. She left him for a short time to arrange for Mr. Ovens to take care of the church services. Hearing Etim groaning and crying out, she rushed back to the house where he was.
The natives were blowing smoke into his nose. They were rubbing pepper into his eyes. His uncle, Ekponyong, shouted into his ears. They thought they were helping him to get well. Instead they made him die sooner. In a moment he gave a cry and fell back dead.
"Etim is dead!" cried the people in the house. "Witches have killed him!
They must die! Bring the witch doctor at once!"
The people who were in the house quickly disappeared, and soon only Mary and Etim"s relatives were left. When the witch doctor came, he did all kinds of queer things, which he said would tell him who had made the young man die. He pretended to be listening to the dead boy talk.
"It is the people of Payekong. They are to blame. They put a spell on him,"
said the witch doctor.
Chief Edem called for the leader of his soldiers.
"Take my warriors and go to Payekong," said Chief E"dem. "Capture the people and burn down the houses. Quickly now!"
The warriors were too late. Chief Akpo, the chief of Payekong, had heard the news. He and his people had run off into the jungle. Only a few people were left in the village. Those were captured by Edem"s soldiers and brought to Ekenge.
Mary was sure that Chief Edem would make the people take the poison bean test. This is how the test was made: A small brown bean full of poison was crushed and put into water. The person who was tested had to drink the poison water. The natives thought that if the person drank the water and died, he was guilty; if he lived, he was innocent.
"That is no way to honor your son, Chief Edem," said Mary. "You know it is wrong and sinful to kill people."
"But they are bad people. They deserve to die."
"You do not know that. That water is poison. Anyone who drinks it would die."
"Oh, no, Ma, if the one who drinks it is innocent he will live."
"I do not agree with you. Come, let us honor your son in a better way."
Mary wrapped the young man"s body in silk. She dressed him in the finest suit she could find. She wrapped a silk turban around his head and then placed a high red and black hat with bright colored feathers on his head.
No chief had ever been dressed so fine for his burial. The body was carried out into the yard and seated in a large chair under an umbrella. A silver-headed stick and a whip was placed in his hand. This showed he was a chief"s son. A mirror was also put in his hand so he could see how wonderful he was. On a table beside him were placed all his treasures. Those included skulls he had taken in war. Then the people were let into the yard to see Etim.
The people shouted. They were so happy they danced around. They called for whiskey to drink. Chief Edem gave them much whiskey to drink. They became wilder and wilder.
Mary and Mr. Ovens took turns watching the prisoners. They were afraid the people would kill them. As Mary was going to her house for a little rest, she saw some poison beans on the pounding stone. This filled her with fear. She was not afraid for herself, but for the poor prisoners. She fell on her knees and prayed.
"Dear Father in Heaven," prayed Mary, "watch over these poor people. Do not let harm come to these prisoners. Keep the other people from doing murder. Give me the courage to face the chiefs and tell them they are wrong. In all these things may Thy will be done. I ask this in Jesus"
name."
After she had prayed Mary got up and went to Chief Edem and his brother Ekponyong.
"You must forbid the poison bean test," said Mary. "It is wrong and sinful. G.o.d is watching what you do. Do not do that sinful thing."
"That is my business," said Chief Edem. "I am the chief of this tribe. I will do what seems good to me."
Mary argued with the chief, but he would not listen. Ekponyong, his brother, encouraged Edem to make the prisoners take the poison bean test. Mary then went to the yard where the prisoners were kept. She sat down in the gateway. She was not going to let anyone get the prisoners. This made the chiefs very angry. The crowd of village people howled and yelled. Chief Edem"s warriors shook their swords and guns at her and stamped the ground angrily.
"Raise our master from the dead," shouted the people, "and we will free the prisoners!"
Mary kept her place. She wrote a note to Duke Town asking for help and sent it off secretly by one of her orphan boys. Still she watched over the prisoners. She would not leave her place in the gate. The people were angry with her, but still many of them loved and respected their white Ma and would not hurt her. Suddenly a man pushed his way through the crowd. He shoved Mary aside. He grabbed one of the women prisoners. He dragged her in front of the body of Etim. He handed her the cup of poison.
"Drink!" he cried. "Drink and prove that you are innocent, or drink and die!"
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_Victories for Mary_
"Oh ma, do not leave us. Please do not leave us," begged the other prisoners as the poor woman prisoner got ready to drink the poison.
"Lord, help me and help these poor people," prayed Mary.
Mary went up to the woman. The woman raised the cup of poison to her lips. Mary grabbed her arm.
"Run," she whispered. "Run to the mission house."
Before the crowd knew what was happening, Mary and the woman had run far into the jungle. They went to the mission house. No one would dare to harm anyone in the mission house. Mary then went back to the other prisoners.
"O G.o.d, I thank Thee that I was able to help this poor woman get away. Help me to save these other prisoners also."
When Mary got back to the other prisoners, the argument with the chiefs started again.
"An innocent person will not die if he drinks the poison," said Ekponyong. "Only a bad, guilty person will die."