store-foundations

Updated: June 10, 2025

So the Oxford and Cambridge athletic missionaries sat up night after night under some camouflage and at last their patience was rewarded by the capture of a naked, oily-skinned negro who emerged from a tunnel he had dug under the store-foundations. Then they bore him off to the Yao chieftain. "Now we know where we are," said the Chief. "You've proved your complaint.

Sir Harry Hamilton Johnston - Mrs. Warren's Daughter: A Story of the Woman's Movement