with them the tunes
with which they have been generally associated. Upon the occasion to
which we refer, it did seem sweet and appropriate to us to sing, even if
in another language, the favourite evening hymn:

"Glory to thee my God this night,
For all the blessings of the light;
Keep me, O keep me King of kings,
Beneath thine own almighty wings."

When our evening hymn had been sung, we knelt reverently upon the rocks,
while Big Tom, or some other godly Indian, led us in prayer, followed by
one or two others. Then sweet rest was ours, until the early dawn. A
sharp call, to which all promptly responded, was followed by a hasty
breakfast, and earnest prayers, and then the journey was resumed.

Two Sabbaths were spent on this journey. To our Christian Indians, the
Sabbath was indeed a much prized blessing. By scripturally using it as
a day of rest and religious worship, and not as a day of dissipation,
they were physically, as well as spiritually, invigorated; and thus able
to do much better work. We had, in addition to the morning and evening
prayers, two delightful religious services in both the Indian and
English languages. The intervals between were spent in reading the Book
and some sweet song services.

As the years rolled on, with their varied duties, we ever found in Big
Tom, a most valued and trusted assistant. His noble consistent life,
made him a benediction, to both whites and Indians. If disputes arose,
and arbitration was necessary, it was Big Tom who was first thought of
as an arbitrator; and we cannot recall an instance where his decision
was rejected.

He was a great hunter in his day, and many were the stories afloat of
his skill and prowess. For years he held the record of being the best
moose hunter in the village. The moose, although the largest of the
deer tribe, and of an ungainly appearance, can move through the forest
with great rapidity. It never gallops like other deer, but swings along
on a pacing trot, at a rate, and with an endurance that would soon leave
the swiftest horse behind. Its head is freighted with great broad horns
of enormous dimensions and weight, and yet among the dense trees, it
can, when alarmed, move so swiftly, that the fleetest hunter is soon
left far in the rear. Its sight is not equal to that of some other of
the deer species; but nature has given it the most acute powers of
hearing and of scent. From Big Tom and others we have heard it state