way of
eternal life.

We all stopped at some distance to listen, and so intent were he and his
auditors that none perceived us. Ashatea, who stood next to Lily, was
regarding the scene with even greater interest than we were. I saw her
eye directed towards a young Indian, who by the ornaments on his dress I
guessed was a chief. I pointed him out to Lily.

"Yes," she said, "that is Manilick. I am very glad to see him here, as
I hope he is receiving the truths which Kepenau is endeavouring to
impart."

Ashatea was, I had no doubt, hoping the same.

Kepenau had nearly brought his address to a conclusion when we arrived.
Now, rising from his seat, he took Manilick's hand, and spoke to him
affectionately, as it seemed to me. The young chief hung down his head,
and answered only in monosyllables.

Kepenau, after speaking in the same way to others, offered up a prayer,
in which several of his own people joined. Not till then did he
discover us. With a look of surprise he at once advanced to greet Mike
and me, his countenance as well as his words exhibiting his
satisfaction. He afterwards turned again to the young chief, and
addressed him. He had, until now, I found, suspected that Manilick had
instigated the attack on us, if he had not taken part in it, and he
wished openly to exonerate him. Kepenau questioned me as to the dress
and appearance of the Indians who had made us prisoners. From my
description he was satisfied that they were really Sioux, and that
Manilick had nothing to do with them.

We were anxious to return as soon as possible to the settlement, to
relieve the minds of our relatives but that evening, in consequence of
the fatigue and hardships I had endured, I was again taken ill. Kepenau
had a wigwam carefully built for me, in which Lily and Dora assisted
Mike in watching over me. Good food, however, was all I needed; and as
our Indian friends had abundance of fish and game, I was soon well
again.

Just as I had recovered, we one evening saw a large canoe approaching
the camp. Who should step out of it but Uncle Mark, accompanied by
Reuben, Quambo, and several men! They had brought a quantity of goods
to supply their Indian friends.

As may be supposed, Uncle Mark was delighted to find that I was alive;
and Quambo, in the exuberance of his joy, embraced Mike.

"But where de fiddle?" he exclaimed, after their salutations had ceased.
"Just play one tune. It do my heart good, and we se