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THE AMEE1CAN MISSIONARIES. 359
their thought and life ; for beneath these leaves, he
thought, must be strong, deep roots.
In the morning, sallying out from his inn, he
stopped at the confectioner's. There he bought a
box of sponge-cake and another of candied fruit.
According to polite custom, he offered these to
Doctor Grey as a reminder of his visit and obliga-
tion, with the added words, " Yesterday, thank you."
With Doctor Grey he then called to see the medical
missionary at the latter's house.
Though busy in making a dictionary of Japanese
and English, and varying this literary labor by trans-
lating the Gospel of Matthew, Doctor Bunner gladly
welcomed the callers. A man not tall in stature,
slight in figure, and genial in presence, he was also
a most tireless worker and of rigid and systematic
habits. After a few minutes' chat together Doctor
Bunner invited Honda into the dispensary.
The sight which met Honda Jiro's eyes as he
entered the large room was one which made an im-
pression that will last during his life. Familiar with
the sight of the sick and of the dirty, of diseased,
of disfigured, and of outcast humanity, Honda had
indeed become by casual observation ; but he had
never before made examination in detail, nor seen it
so concentrated together. About two hundred men,
women, children, and babies, had come for medicine,
advice, and healing. Such misery and wretchedness
seemed appalling. There were gray-haired hags and
hobbling beggars with bleared and reddened eyes,
wrinkled and puckered faces, streaming thin hair,