When King Eyo Honesty VII heard of it, he came to see Mary.

“So you are going into the wild country, to Okoyong,” he said.

“Yes, and I am so happy.  Those people need to have their hearts and lives changed.  I am happy that I shall be able to tell them about the Saviour.”

“Aren’t you afraid to go among these wicked men?  What if they should go on the warpath when you arrive?”

“I am not worried.  God is on my side.  If it is His will, He can keep me from all harm.  If it is His will that I should die, then His will be done.  If giving my life will help open Okoyong to the Gospel, I will gladly give it.”

“God bless you, Ma.  I am going to let you use the king’s canoe for this trip.  My rowers can take you there swiftly.  They will do anything you ask, because they love you.”

“Thank you, King Eyo; that will help me very much.”

King Eyo fixed up his canoe for Mary, as though she were a queen.  He put a carpet in it, and many cushions.  He put a sort of tent on it so that Mary could be alone when she wanted to be.  The boat was loaded with homemade bread, canned meat, rice, and tea.

At last everything was ready for the trip into the wild country.  Mary said good-by to her friends, the missionaries, and to her native friends.  Then the thirty-five rowers pushed out from the shore and headed upstream toward the wild country.  On both sides of the river were banana and palm trees.  There were beautiful plants and flowers of many colors.  The light shimmered on the flowing river as the rowers pulled the oars and sang their songs.

“What will happen if the Okoyongs are on the warpath?” Mary asked herself.  “What will I do then?” Mary knew the answer.  “I will put my trust in God and not in man.”

She lay back on the cushions and prayed to God to protect her in the wild country and to lead her in His way.  The rowers rowed swiftly and sent the canoe shooting up the river toward the wild country.

“There is the landing place,” said the chief rower.  “Now we must walk the rest of the way to Ekenge.”

Mary got out of the boat.  The rowers followed her.  They carried the packages Mary had brought with her.  They began to walk through the jungle.  It was four miles to Ekenge where Chief Edem lived.  As they came near to the little village of mud huts, the chief rower whispered to Mary,

“There is Chief Edem.  Praise God, he is at home and sober.”

Mary, too, thanked God that the Okoyongs were not on the warpath and she asked God’s blessing on her visit with them.

When the people of Ekenge saw Mary they began to jump up and down and shout,

“Welcome, Ma.  Welcome to Ekenge.”

Chief Edem bowed to her and said, “You are welcome Ma Mary.  It is an honor to have you come to us.  We are happy because you did not come with soldiers.  We know now that you trust us.  I have set aside a house for you as long as you stay with us.”