e welcome we received was not very cordial. The Indians were soured
and saddened by having lost many of their number, principally children,
by scarlet fever, which for the first time had visited their country,
and which had been undoubtedly brought into their land by some free-
traders the year before. With the exception of an old conjurer or two,
none openly opposed me, but the sullen apathy of the people made it very
discouraging work to try to preach or teach. However, we did the best
we could, and were resolved that, having come so far, and suffered so
many hardships to reach them, we would faithfully deliver the message,
and leave the results to Him Who had permitted us to be the first who
had ever visited that Land to tell the story of redeeming love.

One cold, rainy day a large number of us were crowded into the largest
wigwam for a talk about the truths in the great Book. My two faithful
Christian companions aided me all they could by giving personal
testimony to the blessedness of this great salvation. But all seemed in
vain. There the people sat and smoked in sullen indifference. When
questioned as to their wishes and determinations, all I could get from
them was, "As our fathers lived and died, so will we."

Tired out and sad of heart, I sat down in quiet communion with the
Blessed Spirit, and breathed up a prayer for guidance and help in this
hour of sore perplexity. In my extremity the needed assistance came so
consciously that I almost exulted in the assurance of coming victory.
Springing up, I shouted out, "I know where all your children are, who
are not among the living! I know, yes, I do know most certainly where
all the children are, whom Death has taken in his cold grasp from among
us, the children of the good and of the bad, of the whites and of the
Indians, I know where all the children are."

Great indeed was the excitement among them. Some of them had had their
faces well shrouded in their blankets as they sat like upright mummies
in the crowded wigwam. But when I uttered these words, they quickly
uncovered their faces, and manifested the most intense interest. Seeing
that I had at length got their attention, I went on with my words: "Yes,
I know where all the children are. They have gone from your camp-fires
and wigwams. The hammocks are empty, and the little bows and arrows lie
idle. Many of your hearts are sad, as you mourn for those little ones
whose voices you hear not, and w