Visetation Work. 107 “While this colloquy was going on there came in one of our lady workers for consultation, and before concluding the doctor came on business. He departed as an Indian entered to explain that he gave his wife a black eye in play by accident. She agreed, and I found it was true. Only once, and then in the delirium of fever, have I known an Indian strike a woman, and then, though blameless, his fellows degraded him from his chief-constableship. “A widow has just one word to say. ‘ Chief, Thunder wants to marry me. What do you think?’ ‘Well,’ said I, ‘do you love him?’ ‘I hardly know.’ ‘Does he love you?’ ‘I hardly know.’ ‘Then don’t.’ ‘Chief, I won't.’ “When I resolved to write to you, the two main ideas were to exhibit the spiritual energy of our new converts and also the spiritual activity of our younger Indians of the second generation, baptized in infancy and trained as Christians. The latter we have no right to expect to be more zealous than the corresponding class at home. But we shall see. “As I write I am constantly interrupted by Indians. Since I wrote the last paragraph an Indian entered. Ex- communicate for a long time, she is now penitent. I could read her deepest thoughts almost at a glance. She poured out her soul in burning words. ‘TI last night knelt before God confessing my sin after five months’ misery in the dust. God knows all, and you know part of my shame.’ ‘Yes,’ said I, ‘do not tell me more. I know enough. I know also the cleansing power of Jesus’ blood on all sin.’ She began again by saying that the whole day would be too short to tell of all her sin. There she broke down. I said the comfortable words in the Communion Service, and by God’s own Word ministered absolution to this broken heart. Recovering her composure she said, ‘There are crumbs for dogs;-one has dropped from your lips, and I find it sweet to my heart—swect, sweet.’ She quite broke down again, but found relief in tears. I knelt beside her and prayed, then rose, took her hand, and said softly, ‘The Lord hath