A Cry and a Response. AD

Vlorkshopes Le Stheolroom
Buildings in Metlakatla.

We are discomfited. The Prince of Darkness wins this
tribe offered to us by. the Crucified One!
wae “ Nov. 7th.

“We have had a lovely summer. When I came back
from one of my trips I found Mrs. Ridley full of delight
with our pretty garden. She does love it. ‘There is a
perfect rose seven inches in diameter. Look at the others.
Are they not lovely? See these carnations! There is a
sunflower eight feet six inches in height, and ten inches in
diameter.’ J am taken all round, and shown all the beauties
that had sprung up in my absence. Then I ask, ‘ How have
the boys, my eight Indian boys, and the seven Indian girls
behaved? How do the day-schools progress? Tell me all
the news, news from home, news from the neighbourhood.’

“ So it happens when I return from time to time. Formerly
Mrs. Ridley accompanied me a good deal, now her home
work of superintending, teaching, visiting the sick and others,
takes up much time. How can she go now? Impossible.
There is a round of work that brooks no intermission. She
lately added to our institutions a Home for Jndian girls,
where they are as carefully watched, guarded, and taug it
as in a good boarding-school in England. The opening took
place soon after my return from a long journey into the
interior.

‘We have now a boys’ boarding-school, another for girls,
a mixed day-school of girls and small boys, and a day-school
for big boys; a Sunday-school for children, another for

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