The woman’s place in Korea is, first as daughter, one of
contempt. A missionary’s little six-year-old once came to him
with tears in her eyes and said: “Papa, I have a question.”
“Yes, what is it?” “Are you sorry that I wasn’t a boy?” “Well, I
should say not; I wouldn’t trade you for a dozen boys. But why
do you ask?”
She said, “The Koreans were talking just now, and they pointed
at me and said, ‘What a pity that she wasn’t a boy!’”--JAMES
S. GALE, “Korea in Transition.”
(668)
=Dawn Eternal=--See SOUL FLIGHT.