I went down to the canoe, spoke kindly to the lad, shook his hand, and
invited all the Indians into my house.

After introducing them to my good wife, I told her Sandy's story; and
how they had remembered my words of a year ago, and had brought him on
this long journey to place him in our care: utterly unable themselves to
do anything for his support, I confess, that for the moment, I regretted
having been so quick in uttering words which had been so construed, by
these Indians and which had thrown upon our care this wild wounded
Indian boy.

It was the time of the first Riel Rebellion in Manitoba, and although we
were living far north of the actual scene of rebellion, yet our supplies
had in so great a measure been cut off, that we were existing on very
scant rations. Often we averaged no more than two meals a day, and
frequently, when eating breakfast, we did not know from what quarter our
dinner was to come. And now while on the verge of starvation, came this
extraordinary addition to our family, which meant another mouth to feed,
and another body to clothe. In our abounding poverty, here indeed was a
trial of faith!

After talking the matter over with my brave large-hearted wife, and
asking divine direction, the noble woman said:

"The Lord is in it, and He who has sent the mouth to be filled will
surely send all our additional requirements."

So we cheerfully received Sandy into our home and made him as one of our
family. He was in a deplorable condition in more ways than one. Coming
from a wild band of Indians who were in complete ignorance of
cleanliness and of the habits and requirements of the whites, this poor
wounded Indian boy had many things to learn; and at first, on account of
his ignorance and prejudices, we had many opportunities for the exercise
of patience and forbearance.

HOW SANDY WAS CONQUERED.

Like nearly all of the pagan Indians, Sandy had prejudices against
women, and it was hard at first to get him to pay any attention to what
the missionary's wife said. He thought it humiliating and degrading to
obey, or even to pay any attention to a woman's request. Yet we both
treated him with the greatest kindness, and hoped and prayed, that time
and the grace of God would work the changes needed for him.

He was a bright scholar and made rapid progress in his studies, and in a
few months was able to read in his own language. For a time, the
novelty of his new surroundings kept him in