world his cabin beyond.

How small is the light that illumines his pathway,
And his noonday how like to the darkness of night;
Yet he keeps in the beam directing his footsteps,
So must his intent be accounted for right.
I would not, I dare not, sit in Judgment upon thee,
Tho' the light on thy path be less bright than on mine,
But rather come to the fulness of duty
In my life as thou hast so well done in thine.

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THE INDIANS.

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MISSION SERVICES AT TWO KETTLE VILLAGE.

BY MISS M. M. LICKORISH.

The church at Two Kettle Village on the Cheyenne was dedicated May 19th.
I was delighted to receive an invitation from Mr. Riggs to accompany the
party from Oahe. We crossed the Missouri River in a boat, and on the
other side took the carriage that had to be sent around by Pierre, an
extra distance of thirty-two miles, in order to cross on the bridge.
Doctor and Mr. Frederick Riggs, from Santee, now joined us, and the day
being pleasant, the prairie covered with the wild flowers so abundant
here, we had a most delightful drive.

About one o'clock we met missionaries and delegates from all parts of
the Indian field at a place previously agreed upon, and there spent a
most agreeable hour in social chat, and discussing the contents of our
lunch boxes. A ride over the prairie is an excellent appetizer, and
missionaries so exiled most of the time from all but a few of their own
race, find these occasional meetings most pleasant, but having a long
ride still before us, and a river to ford before dark, we were soon
again on our way. About sundown we came in sight of the memorial church.
It is situated on a little hill, and facing the Cheyenne River, and a
lovely, picturesque valley, rendered more attractive just now by the
numerous Indian tents scattered singly or in groups over the grass near
the river.

Just before our party reached the ford, two of our missionaries, Mrs.
Griffiths and Miss Dodge, were driving across, and the river being very
high, the horse stumbled into a hole, but some Indians watching them
from the bank went quickly to their assistance. They were soon taken
ashore in another conveyance, but not before getting thoroughly drenched
and gaining the admiration of the Indians for their courage. Reaching
the camping-ground tired and hungry, it was pleasant to find a large new
tent, made and erected by the