is faith never wavered, and his simple
trust never gave way to doubt. He was a benediction in the schoolroom,
and the transformation of a number of wild Indian lads into loving,
docile pupils, was the result of his kindly influence over them.
The long cold winter came and passed away. During it I travelled some
thousands of miles on my dog-sleds, or tramped through, the deep snow,
day after day, on my snow shoes. Among other places, I visited Nelson
River, and had the great pleasure of taking down some little gifts from
Sandy to his relatives.
The following summer, I again visited his people and had the joy of
telling them, that he was well and was making rapid progress in his
studies. Great was their rejoicings at this good news.
On these trips we had our usual amount of hardships and dangers, and met
with some peculiar adventures. One that very much interested us all,
and for a time much excited me, was our discovery of a bear fishing, and
our capture of his supplies. He was a fine large black fellow, and had
seated himself on a rock near the shore. Between this rock and the
shore rushed a little portion of the great river, in which quite a shoal
of white fish seemed to have been spawning. The sharp eyes of the bear
having detected them, he had resolved to capture a number of them for
his supper. His hand-like paw was all the fishing tackle he needed. He
very skilfully thrust it low down into the water under the passing fish,
and with a sudden movement sent the finny beauty flying through the air,
and out upon the not very distant shore. When our canoe appeared around
a bend in the river, his fine sense of hearing detected our approach.
At first, he seemed to show fight, and acted as though he would defend
his fish; but a bullet caused him to change his mind about fighting, and
he fled into the forest leaving us to enjoy his splendid fish. Good
fish indeed they were, and quite sufficient for our evening and morning
meals, in spite of the good appetites which such a glorious out-of-door
life had given us.
SANDY, A BENEDICTION.
The next summer after Sandy's conversion, my good wife and I noticed,
that for several days he was restless and excited, and, to use an Indian
phrase, there was something on his mind. We kindly questioned him as to
the cause of his unrest and mental disquietude, and drew from him, that
it was solely on account of a visit that was soon to be paid him by
quite a number of the
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