essing upon
us."

They obeyed readily: for was he not the son of a chief, and taught of
the missionary? They did not know what "Amen" meant, so, after Sandy
had said it, still kept their eyes shut, and had to be told to open them
and begin at their dinners.

They had a good time together. There was nothing rude or awkward in any
of their actions, and a stranger looking on, would never have imagined
that the majority of these polite, courteous, yet picturesquely garbed
bronzed stalwart men, had never before sat at a table or eaten with
forks. These latter are considered superfluous in the Indian country.
Give an Indian a good knife and a horn or wooden spoon--and what cares
he for a fork? His only concern is in reference to the supply of food.
But on this occasion we had placed forks at each place, and after those
who had never seen them before had observed how one familiar with them
used his, they all quickly imitated him and did exceedingly well.

What appetites they had! It was a pleasure to see how they enjoyed
their dinner--especially as we knew that we had enough for all.

SANDY, A MISSIONARY.

When dinner was ended, and they were about to rise from the table, a few
words from Sandy caused them all to remain quietly seated. Now we
perceived, why he had arranged them at the table as he did. Every one
was so seated that he could easily see, as well as hear. It was evident
that they were all very much interested, and full of curiosity to hear
the message he had for them.

They were doubtless well aware, that such a feast as had been prepared
for them meant a talk at the close; but none of them ever dreamed that
Sandy--"their Sandy"--was to be the principal speaker. When at the
close he so naturally and ably took control, they were at first amazed,
and then delighted, that one of their own people--and a young man at
that--was not only able to do such a thing, but was encouraged in the
undertaking by the missionary and his wife.

Fearing that our presence might embarrass Sandy, my wife and I moved our
chairs back a little behind him, but still near enough to hear all that
was said. We were intensely interested in the proceedings, and lifted
up our hearts to God that divine help and guidance might be given to the
one whom we now loved to call "our Sandy."

A little nervousness that was at first noticeable, disappeared after a
few sentences, and then, with a fluency and eloquence that simply amazed
us,