seven. In after years we
saw the good results of the scriptural lessons which he and his worthy
successors taught in reference to the holy day.

Many and severe were the trials, and mysterious some of the
persecutions, which this glorious man had to bear. Because of his
unswerving loyalty to truth, and his conscientious and fearless teaching
of all the commandments of God's Word, some in high authority, who at
first were supposed to be friendly, turned against him, and became his
unprincipled foes. The trouble first seemed to begin when Mr Evans
taught the Indians to "Remember the Sabbath day to keep it holy." At
his request, they, when hunting or fishing or tripping in the months of
open water, rested on the Lord's day. Short-sighted employers,
unconscious of the fact, so often demonstrated, that they who rest the
one day in seven can do more work in the other six, opposed this
teaching, and, when they could not stop it, assailed the Missionary in a
way that must have caused a jubilee in hell. I shall not go into
particulars. Most of the principal actors are in the presence of the
Judge of all the earth. He Who suffered for a time the name of this
devoted servant of His to be so shamefully clouded has cleared all the
mists away; and like the silver refined by the furnace, so has it been
in this case.

But persecutions, and even these bitter assaults upon his character,
could not turn him from the most intense activity in his blessed life-
work. Like an Apostle Paul in primitive times, or like a Coke or Asbury
in the early years of this century, so travelled James Evans. When we
say he travelled thousands of miles each year on his almost semi-
continental journeys, we must remember that these were not performed by
coach or railroad, or even with horse and carriage, or in the saddle or
sailing vessel, but by canoe and dog-train. How much of hardship and
suffering that means, we are thankful but few of our readers will ever
know. There are a few of us who do know something of these things, and
this fellowship of his suffering knits our hearts in loving memory to
him who excelled us all, and the fragrance of whose name and unselfish
devotion to his work met us almost everywhere, although years had passed
away since James Evans had entered into his rest. "He being dead yet
speaketh." To write about him and his work is a labour of love. Would
that the pen of some ready writer might give us a biography of thi