ng over the icy trail
to our Mission home.

That night our bed was a blanket thinner, and on our limited supplies
there was a heavy drain. I told the Indians who were better off about
her straitened condition, and she and hers were made more comfortable.
Many of them gave very generously indeed to help her. The grace of
liberality abounds largely among these poor Christian Indians, and they
will give to the necessities of those who are poorer than themselves
until it seems at times as though they had about reached the same level.

The triumphant death of Samuel, and then Nancy's brave words, very much
encouraged us in our work. We could not but more than rejoice at the
Gospel's power, still so consciously manifested to save in the Valley of
the Shadow of Death, and also to make a humble log-cabin a little heaven
below. We pitied her in her poverty, and yet soon after, when we had
thought it all over in the light of eternity, we could only rejoice with
her, and in our spirits say, "Happy woman! Better live in a log hut
without a chair or table or bedstead, without flour or tea or potatoes,
entirely dependent upon the nets in the lake for food, if the Lord Jesus
is a constant Guest, than in a mansion of a millionaire, surrounded by
every luxury, but destitute of His presence."

It is a matter of great thankfulness that not only spiritually but
temporally thousands of the Indians in different parts of Canada are
improving grandly. The accompanying picture (page 209) is from a
photograph taken at the Scugog Lake Indian Mission. The fine barn, well
filled with wheat, as well as all the surrounding vehicles and
agricultural implements, belong to one of the Christian Indians.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN.

A RACE FOR LIFE IN A BLIZZARD STORM--SAVED BY THE MARVELLOUS
INTELLIGENCE OF JACK--"WHERE IS THE OLD MAN, WHOSE HEAD WAS LIKE THE
SNOW-DRIFT?"

Blizzard storms sometimes assailed us, as on the long winter trails,
with our gallant dogs and faithful companions, we wandered over those
regions of magnificent distances.

To persons who have not actually made the acquaintance of the blizzard
storms of the North-Western Territories, or Wild North Land, it is
almost impossible to give a satisfactory description. One peculiarity
about them, causing them to differ from other storms, is that the wind
seems to be ever coming in little whirls or eddies, which keep the air
full of snow, and make it almost impossible to tell the di