Here my grandmother’s account ends. In the spring of 1929 she had been recalling the happy summers at “Willow Camp” and was preparing to write about them. But her pilgrim days were over and on July 1st she entered into Life. This part of her story has been reconstructed from the memories of her children, Dorothy Collier, Christopher, Somerville, Helen and David, from old letters she and my grandfather wrote from China, and from various other letters and diaries.
J. S. W.
1967