as a remarkable death. The great difficulty among us seemed to be,
to realise the presence of death at all. He suffered from no disease,
and never complained of pain. His mind was unclouded till the last. In
his humble position he had done his work, and done it well; and so now,
with all the confidence of a loving child resting in the arms of a
mother, he laid his head down on the bosom of his Lord.

With rejoicings, rather than weepings, we laid in the little graveyard
all that was mortal of William Papanekis. We missed him very much, for
his presence was like the sunshine, and his prayers were benedictions
upon us all.

CHAPTER TEN.

REVEREND JAMES EVANS, THE PEERLESS MISSIONARY--HIS JOURNEYS BY CANOE AND
DOG-TRAIN--THE CREE SYLLABIC CHARACTERS, HIS INVENTION--LORD DUFFERIN'S
WORDS CONCERNING HIM--HIS SUCCESSES--HIS TRIALS--ACCIDENTAL SHOOTING OF
HIS INTERPRETER--SURRENDERING HIMSELF TO THE AVENGERS--ADOPTED INTO A
PAGAN FAMILY--VISIT TO ENGLAND--SUDDEN DEATH.

Without any question, the Reverend James Evans was the grandest and most
successful of all our Indian Missionaries. Of him it can be said most
emphatically, "While others have done well, he excelled them all."

In burning zeal, in heroic efforts, in journeyings oft, in tact that
never failed in many a trying hour, in success most marvellous, in a
vivacity and sprightliness that never succumbed to discouragement, in a
faith that never faltered, and in a solicitude for the spread of our
blessed Christianity that never grew less, James Evans stands among us
without a peer.

If full accounts of his long journeys in the wilds of the great North-
West could be written, they would equal in thrilling interest anything
of the kind known in modern missionary annals. There is hardly an
Indian Mission of any prominence to-day in the whole of the vast North-
West, whether belonging to the Church of England, the Roman Catholic, or
the Methodist Church, that James Evans did not commence; and the reason
why the Methodist Church to-day does not hold them all is, because the
apathetic Church did not respond to his thrilling appeals, and send in
men to take possession and hold the fields as fast as they were
successfully opened up by him.

From the northern shores of Lake Superior away to the _ultima Thule_
that lies beyond the waters of Athabasca and Slave Lakes, where the
Aurora Borealis holds high carnival; from the beautiful prairies of the
Bow and Saskatch