The Spirit of missions . st Sunday I Ever Knew Thy Will be Done. Thy Will be there was no singing. The stoutestof the men were glad to hasten andhustle the filling of the shallow littlegrave and to run back to shelter andwarmth. And Mr. Burgess and I lost notime in covering the miles to town,thankful that the wind was behind us. Night brought no cessation of thestorm, though it flung a wonderfuldraped aurora all over the sky, wavingand twisting its banners with such un-usual vivacity that one speculated as to another Oome, and he cometh. Is not iremarkable how often the Scriptures fot
The Spirit of missions . st Sunday I Ever Knew Thy Will be Done. Thy Will be there was no singing. The stoutestof the men were glad to hasten andhustle the filling of the shallow littlegrave and to run back to shelter andwarmth. And Mr. Burgess and I lost notime in covering the miles to town,thankful that the wind was behind us. Night brought no cessation of thestorm, though it flung a wonderfuldraped aurora all over the sky, wavingand twisting its banners with such un-usual vivacity that one speculated as to another Oome, and he cometh. Is not iremarkable how often the Scriptures fothe day will afford a singularly appropriate text? Cold as the room was, despite all efforts to heat it, the eongregation sat still and listened intentlyThere is a delight in preaching to bodieiof men like this, and I was glad to thinlthat numbers of them are in regular attendance upon Church service and seento be influenced in their lives therebySo far as weather goes it was the worsiSunday I ever spent; the worst day in. A CAMP ON THE DR. BURKE AND ARTHUR WRIGHT, A TANANAINDIAN. WHO HAVE BEEN TRAVELLING WITH ARCHDEACON STUCK whether the wind really had effect uponit. The great new gymnasium of themilitary post was filled by all the soldiersof the garrison, with a sprinkling ofsuch civilians as would brave theweather. I took my text from the Gospelfor the Day, I also am a man under au-thority, having soldiers under me, and Isay to this one Go, and he goeth, and to weather, I think, that I have ever seenin Alaska. Forty below and a gale blow-ing! Tell that to the toughest oldrough-neck of the Yukon pioneers, andhe will look grave. But it had its com-pensations—^and I shall not soon forgetthat service at the post and the earnestinterest on those hundred odd youngmens faces. Note.—During this January, 1909, there have been, twenty-one days whenthe thermometer went to 1^0 degreies below zero or lower; eleven days when itwent to 50 degrees below zero or lower; and eight
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