"We discovered that there was a home for lepers kept up by the city, and last Wednesday Dr. Bradley and I together with two missionaries called on the mayor and asked permission to go twice a week and give injections. He seemed quite pleased, and so we will commence shortly. There are 23 men and 13 women. It is surrounded by a high wall and is rather like a prison than anything else, and it is a pitythat there is no land to cultivate. They get rice only and one copper a day for other food! They do absolutely nothing, so we will try and get them an occupation. It will cost too much to build a wall for vegetable gardens and without that they would run away.
I expect you will be interested in hearing how this treatment goes on, and I will write you later. I hope that the Mission to Lepers will provide the medicines. The place is five miles away in a nice site among the hills. The inmates come regularly for injections - hardly one ever misses. On the whole they are very illiterate, and do not get sufficiently nourishing food to make the best progress. However, they all maintain that they are greatly benefited.
Without any disrespect to the officials who have built and maintained this home, it does, by comparison with the Pakhoi Hospital, show a difference. One might compare the first to a cold moral goodness. It was good to have such an institution, but the second is one of Christ-like goodness, and the vital difference is that little word of Love."