54 THE LIFE or

Spirit’s son,) came down to the world, and died to save
the people; all the Indians at the Credit River, and
Grape Island, are now on their road to the place where
the Saviour has gone. Jesus has left a book contain-
ing his commands and sayings to all the world; you
will see it, and /tear it read, when you go to Cobourg,
for the black coats have it. They wish you to come
and hear it. To-morrow is the Sabbath, and on that
day we do not hunt, or work, for it is the day which
the Great Spirit made for himself.” He described
the way that the Son of God was crucified. I ob-
served some of them crying; my mother heaved deep
sighs ; the half drunken Indians were struck dumb, and
hung their heads. Not a word was uttered. The mis-
sionaries said, “ VVe will sing, and then we will kneel
down and pray to the Great Spirit ” He gave out the
following hymn :
“ Jesus ish pe ming kah e zhod.”

“ Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone.”

They stood up and sang. 0 what sweet melody was
in their voices! The echo was so great that there ap-
peared to be a great many more singers than we could
see. After the hymn, they prayed with the same fer-
vency as they sung.

Peter Wason prayed, and in his prayer said, “ 0
Great Spirit! here are some of my own relatives; open
their eyes and save them!” After the prayer, they said
they were going to Cobourg that evening; and if any de-
sired to go with them, they would have them do so.

My father arose and took the keg of whiskey, stepped
into one of the small canoes, and paddled some thirty
feet from the shore; here he poured out the whiskey