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failing strength. His arduous efforts and constant
exposure had broken him down. He took a small
congregation in Vancouver which he faithfully
served until 1923, when he passed to his reward.

After the War I was demobilized in the Old
Country. I remained in Edinburgh taking post-
graduate work and assisting in one of the city
churches. One day Rev. E. G. Thompson, of the
Presbyterian Church in Canada, called to see me.
He said that he had been commissioned by the As-
sembly’s Home Mission Committee, acting on the
advice of the Synod of British Columbia, to ask me to
undertake the rehabilitation of their Loggers’ Mis-
sion which had been uncared for during the war. I
was very happy in Edinburgh and hesitated to leave
my friends there and the opportunities for service
that were open to me in Scotland. But the call of
my native land, and of the West, became too strong
for me, the memories of old days on the Klondike
trails were revived, and I found myself unable to
refuse the invitation. In September, 1920, my wife,
bairns and myself sailed for Canada.

On October ist, 1920, I was in Vancouver and
“on the job.’ Much had to be done in exploring
and gathering information about up-coast conditions
before a definite course could be laid.

“Forty miles out from Vancouver, commencing
at Welcome Pass, along the mainland and inlets up-
coast in salt water as far as you think it wise to go.”
This was the bare description the Home Mission
Committee gave me of the territory I was to cover.