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Title: The black bearded barbarian; the life of George Leslie Mackay of Formosa
Year: 1912 (1910s)
Authors: MacGregor, Mary Esther Millier, 1876-
Subjects: Mackay, George Leslie, 1844-1901 Presbyterian Church in Canada Missions
Publisher: New York, Missionary Education Movement of the United States and Canada
Contributing Library: School of Theology, Boston University
Digitizing Sponsor: Boston University

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e, and all variegated hues. Butthe lovely things sat motionless, sending outsuch a delightful perfume that there couldbe no doubt that they were flowers,—thewonderful orchids of Formosa! Mackay wasa keen scientist, always highly interested inbotany, and he was charmed with this sight.There were many such in the forest, andoften he would stop spellbound before ablaze of flowers hanging from tree or vineor shrub. Then he would look up at thetangled growths of the bamboo, the palm,and the elegant tree-fern, standing there allsilent and beautiful, and he would be struckby the harmony between Gods work andWord. I cant keep from studying theflora of Formosa, he said to Captain Bax.What missionary would not be a betterman, the bearer of a richer gospel, what con-vert would not be a more enduring Chris-tian from becoming acquainted with suchwonderful works of the Creator? At last they stood on the summit of thesecond range and saw before them still moremountains, clothed from summit to base
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BESIEGING HEAD-HUNTERS 131 with trees. They were now right in savageterritory and their guide clambered out upona spur of rock and announced that therewas a party of head-hunters in the valleybelow. He gave a long halloo. From awaydown in the valley came an answering call,ringing through the forest. Then far downthrough the thicket Mackays sharp eyes de-scried the party coming up to meet them.Just then their own guide gave the signalto move on, and the missionary and CaptainBax walked down the hill—the first whitemen who had ever come out to meet thosesavages. Half-way down the slope the two partiescame face to face. The head-hunters werea wild, uncouth-looking company, armed tothe teeth. They all carried guns, spears,and knives and some had also bows and ar-rows slung over their backs. Their faceswere hideously tattooed in a regular pattern,while they wore no more clothes than werenecessary. A sort of sack of coarse linenwith holes in the sides for their arms, servedas the chief ga

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