Newly a poor, sick boy came to our house.

                  Our helper in Bab had sent him per motor-car to our home in Aleppo.

                  Till now Elias has been among the Beduins and treated very badly. He was a little shepherd and had always to be among the sheep day and night. He was often beaten cruelly and was always hungry.

                  As Elias came here his breast was one wound. The women had put burning rags on, thinking in that way to cure him from Malaria and stomachache.

                  The same day he came here he got a bath, and we never forget his smile as he said: "How wonderful! Never I have been nursed in that way, one is washing me and another is pouring water over me, never in my life anybody has been kind to me."

Elias was very ill when he arrived to us. After some days we sent him to the hospital. He stayed there four days and then died.

 

Died December 16, 1925.