ounds weight upon the sled. However, as Jack
was one of the train, I was able to ride when the ice was good. Now,
however, with one dog less in the train, and that one as so much
additional weight on the sled, it meant the end of my riding for that
trip.

Very quickly did I decide how to act in order to help my dear companion
in tribulation. With our axes my Indians and myself chopped a hole in
the solidly packed snow and ice near the shore of the lake. In this we
spread out a buffalo robe, and on it we placed the injured dog. Then
around her we placed the greater part of the load of the dog-sled, and
then covered all up as well as we could with the large deer-skin sleigh
wrapper. Giving the dog orders to guard well the supplies from prowling
wild animals, and making a large number of tracks as an additional
precaution, we left Muff there with her goods.

Then we drove the dogs over to the spot where Mr Semmens lay, and,
wrapping him well up in robes and putting a little pillow under his
head, we tied him on the sled, and started off on the last stage of our
journey. We were all so weary that we made but slow progress, and it
was after midnight ere the welcome Mission House was reached, and we
were within the walls of home.

Mr Semmens had fortunately slept most of the way. A good supper, after
a warm bath, and then a long, sweet, dreamless sleep, that lasted until
nearly noon of the next day, wonderfully refreshed his spirits, and as
he came down and greeted us, his first words were, "O Egerton, I am so
glad you did not leave me there to perish on the ice!"

Still in his prime, with a noble wife and precious children around him,
he is in that land doing good service for the Master. From him we yet
expect to hear good tidings, for in physical strength and mental
equipment and thorough consecration to his work he is the peer of any
who there toil.

THE CENTENARIAN.

One of the first Indians to attract our attention at Norway House was a
venerable-looking old man of more than usual height. His appearance was
quite patriarchal. His welcome had been most cordial, and his words
seemed to us like a loving benediction. He called us his children, and
welcomed us to our home and work in the name of the Lord Jesus.

As he was very aged, and had to come a long distance from his home to
the Sunday morning service, we invited him, on the first Sunday after
our arrival at the Mission, to dine with us. He was very