Lone Woman in Africa

Whilst the greatest effort has been made to ensure the quality of this text, due to the historical nature of this content, in some rare cases there may be minor issues with legibility. I well remember one Sabbath afternoon. The pastor, Rev. Mr. Swan, had announced that he would preach a sermon to the children. We sat in our classes with our teachers, the infant class in front. I was in the infant class, on the very front row; and I well remember that my feet did not touch the floor, for I was but seven years old. Miss Jennie Trever, our teacher, sat at the end of the same seat.