ch a way that the muscles of his legs so gathered up in knots that
he suffered intensely for hours. Then his feet were tender, and they
chafed so under the deerskin thongs of the snow-shoes that the blood
soaked through his moccasins, and in many places crimsoned the snow as
he bravely toiled along. More than once, as he had to stop and rest on
a log covered with snow, did he question with himself whether he had
done right in undertaking a journey so fraught with sufferings and
dangers.

Cheering, then, was the news that the journey was nearly ended. A halt
was called, a kettle of tea was prepared, and lunch was eaten with great
pleasure. The dog drivers put on some extra articles of finery of
beautiful beadwork or silkwork, that they might appear as attractive as
possible.

Very cordially were the missionary and his party welcomed by the great
majority of the people. They were very much interested and excited when
they found that the first missionary with the book of heaven was among
them. As many of the people were away hunting, runners were dispatched
for those within reach. All of these Northern Indians live by hunting.
They are beyond the agricultural regions. Their summers are very short.
The result is, they know but little of farinaceous or vegetable food.
There are old people there who never saw a potato or a loaf of bread.
Their food is either the fish from the waters or the game from the
forests. The result is, they have to wander around almost continually
in search of these things. The missionaries have learned this, and
endeavour to arrange their visits so as to meet them at their gatherings
in places where they assemble on account of the proximity of game.
While these meeting places are called villages, they do not bear much
resemblance to those of civilisation.

As soon as the missionary had rested a little he paid a visit to the
tent of Koosapatum, because he had quickly heard of the dire threats of
the old sinner. So gloomy was the interior of the wigwam that, as the
missionary pulled back the dirty deerskin which served as a door and
entered, he could hardly see whether there was anybody in or not; and no
kindly word of greeting had been heard. However, his eyes soon got
accustomed to the place, and then he was able to observe that the old
conjurer and his wife were seated on the ground on the opposite side of
the tent. With some tea and tobacco in his left hand, the missionary
extended