why should it not be used for the
furtherance of the Kingdom? It is virgin gold, untainted by the touch
of greedy men. If it is considered right to use the money which flows
into the mission exchequer from many doubtful sources, why should not
this be used? Why should missionaries who are in the field hesitate to
stake their claims when a new mine is discovered, and use the gold to
carry on their work? It has not been done in the past. They have
stood aside, watched the crowd arrive, who wallowed in the wealth,
erected saloons to further their evil designs, and work havoc among the
natives of the land. Then, after watching this, the missionaries have
begged the crumbs which fell from these rich men's vile tables to
combat the very evil they had introduced. Why should Satan's minions
be provided with fine saloons and dance-halls in a new mining camp,
while Christ's ambassadors must use a miserable tent or log shack? No,
no! it must not be so here! I will bring in honest men to stake their
claims as I have done. We will use the gold to erect a temple to God,
a hospital, a fine recreation room, library, and other things for the
welfare of the place. Then if the saloons do come, and the baser
element, we will be prepared to contest the ground inch by inch, and
fight a glorious battle for the right.

"And aside from the work for the white men, why should not this gold be
used for the uplifting of the natives? The land is theirs, and in a
sense the gold is theirs, and how much better to use it for their own
good than to beg it from those unwilling to contribute?"

When Keith was once fairly settled upon any line of action it was not
his nature to delay long the doing of it. He thought of the Quelchies
he would leave behind for a while, and this caused him a certain degree
of sorrow. He had become attached to these uncouth natives during his
short sojourn among them. The little children, sturdy and bright, were
much in need of a teacher, while the older ones had listened earnestly
to his message.

After his successful victory over the Medicine Man the old friendly
feeling returned, and though the conjurer's wrath burned fiercely, he
did not dare to oppose the missionary any longer. He had observed no
change in the Indians' manner of living. There had been no outward
sign of acceptance of the truths he had taught. But in this he was not
surprised. He had planted the seed into their hearts and minds, and
w