stions in
regard to the meaning of the parables or stories of the Bible.
To-day, however, he quite outdid himself. The lesson was from the
story of the Wise Men and the Star. He read the story and explained
it. Then he said, "Christ is not on earth now in bodily form. There
is no bright star placed in the heavens to guide us to him, or to
show us the way to him, but, (holding up the Bible) here is our
guiding star. This is the only light that can enlighten our dark
minds. This will show us where to find Christ. We may try to civilize
men with law, but it can only be done with the Gospel. You do not
care to be told that you are sinners, but you rejoice to hear that
you may be saved." His exhortation was really fine, and yet he seems
ordinarily a very common-place man. His little girl has been near the
gates of death, but has been miraculously spared, and it has been a
means of grace to the parents. The little baby, Mary Clementine,
(my only namesake), is not yet very strong; a relapse may take her
off at any time. If it is God's will I hope she may be spared. This
afternoon Elias went up to hold services at the Upper Station and I
took charge of the meeting here. I told them something of the mission
work in Africa. All seemed greatly interested.

A son-in-law of Sitting-Bull and wife came here to-day with their
sick baby. They drove twenty miles to see me. The poor baby is very
sick and suffered very much. I can hear its moans and cries now. I
did all I could for it, but it is a forty-mile ride to visit it and I
had to give medicine for a week. They will bring it again in a week.
O, how I pity these poor helpless people! This man, One-Bull, has
been baptized by the Catholics. He is the Chief of Police. His wife
is Sitting-Bull's daughter or niece. Sitting-Bull is called the
greatest medicine-man they have, and now in their helplessness they
come here to me. Surely God is opening these homes and hearts very
wide.

* * * * *

OUR YOUNG FOLKS.

THE TRUE BLUE CARD.

BY SARAH MAY.

"Why are you laughing so here all alone, Auntie?" said Ralph Hill, as
he came into a room where Inez Hill sat reading a letter and laughing
till the tears ran down her cheeks. "Do tell me, please. It must be
so funny--and what are all these blue cards?"

"One thing at a time, Ralph," said Aunt Inez. "I'll read you the
letter I was laughing at and then tell you about the blue cards, for
they go together. T