ervices of the Sabbath, the great day of the feast,
was to hear from those their own missionaries to the heathen. At that
meeting I counted five hundred and thirty Christian Indians, who also
partook of the Sacrament of the Lord's Supper. To help their treasury
the women had a Fair for the sale of articles of handiwork. The most
noted one was a _quilt_ which had been made and sent in by Caroline
To-tee-doo-ta-win (Scarlet House), of Brown Earth, now in her 97th year.
She was one of the first three converts who were organized into a church
in 1834, at Lac-qui-parle, Minn. Her husband had two wives, and she was
the second. Finding upon conversion that polygamy was contrary to the
ordinance of God she at once proposed to be put away. She had been a
member of the Order of the Sacred Dance, but this she renounced,
throwing away her "medicine sack," which by the medicine men was
regarded as a high crime. This subjected her to divers persecutions,
which she bore patiently. There were times when all were forbidden to
attend worship at the mission. Then she took joyfully to the spoiling of
her goods, the cutting up of her blanket, she received the Sabbath as
God's day, and more than once remained behind her company when they
travelled on that day, making it up on Monday. She learned from
missionaries to spin and knit, and weave garments for herself and
husband. At forty-five years of age she learned to read her Dakota
Bible, and of her children she sent one to Ohio to learn the ways of
Christian white people. She has adhered to the faith for these
fifty-four years. With her quilt she sent the message that it was the
last one she could make. It was bought by Miss N. Hunter, a teacher at
the Yankton Agency, for four dollars, to be presented to Rev. Dr. Arthur
Mitchell of the Presbyterian Board. It was this Miss Hunter who
interpreted for me the addresses of the woman's meeting. Surely the
Apostle Paul would say of these, "Help those women who labored with me
in the Gospel." He who was so fond of naming the Christians who were
"the first fruits of Achaia," would be very loving to this aged
disciple, the first fruits of Dakota.

JOSEPH E. ROY.

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A missionary from the South writes: "In speaking on prohibition I call
attention to the fact that wherever there is a missionary school a
majority of the colored people are Prohibitionists, and in alluding to
places where local option has failed to