ld on that dreary night, and offered up a fervent prayer on
his behalf. It was the first time that she had mentioned his name in
her petitions, and a sweet, pleasant feeling stole into her heart.

At length the long dreary night wore away, and morning broke, flooding
the whole land with joy and brightness after the furious storm. But
among the miners the day brought nothing but gloom, the memory of the
wild revel and deed of destruction being too plainly evident. They
realized when it was too late how far they had been led by Pritchen,
and they naturally felt very sore. Many were the furtive glances cast
towards the smouldering ruins of the mission house, while visions of
revenging natives filled their minds. For days Perdue's store was
packed with anxious men, discussing the affair in no uncertain language.

Caribou Sol carried the news to the Radhurst cabin.

"They're 'bout wild down yon," he said. "Fairly tumblin' over one
another with excitement."

"Why, what's the matter?" questioned Constance.

"Afeered of Injuns, that's what's the matter. An' they've good reason
to fear, too. If somethin' isn't done afore them natives come back,
there'll be lively times around these diggin's."

"Can't the matter be settled with the old chief?" queried Mr. Radhurst.
"Why not compensate him for the damage which has been done, and let him
pacify his people?"

"They tried it, sir, but it wouldn't work. They sent several men up to
the old chap to have a big pow-wow. They carried presents, too, but he
wouldn't talk. He jist sat thar an' listened to 'em, though I don't
believe he understood much. When they offered 'im the presents, he
shook his head an' pinted to the door, an' said somethin' in the Injun
tongue which nearly scart 'em out of their wits."

"But surely the Indians are Christian enough not to take any wild
revenge," said Constance. "Even though they will no doubt be angry
when they find what has been done, don't you think that the teaching
they have received for the past ten years will have some restraining
influence?"

"I suggested that, Miss, down to the store, but I got only sneers fer
my trouble. 'Religion,' says they with oaths, 'it's only skin deep.
When they've clothes to wear, plenty to eat, an' things go their way,
they're fine Christians then. But jist wait till ye see 'em look upon
yon ruins, an' ye'll see how fer their religion goes. Our guns'll have
more influence then, than all their