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concern, with 17 persons present; Alert Bay, 33;
and Beaver Cove with 21 in attendance.

On February 3rd we started on our first long trip,
heading westerly toward the inner waters of Queen
Charlotte Sound. That afternoon we called at Port
Rupert, an old Hudson’s Bay post, and had a little
family worship, as was ever my custom in making
calls, whether upon lonely hand loggers or isolated
families. We went on to Port Hardy for the night,
where we had service again with an attendance of
twenty persons.

Our next port was Shushartie, fifteen miles
farther on, calling at a cannery, where we took on
supplies and met the watchman whom we continued
to visit till one day another was in his place: our
trusty watchman was dead. He had fought a losing
battle with a fatal illness in Vancouver, where he
had gone for treatment. That night we called ona
little band of the Nahwitti Indians, where we had a
splendid service, baptizing five children.

Our next call was at Cascade Harbour, a lonely
little place where at that time only two families
were living, a young Scotch bride and her ex-soldier
husband, and a married brother. They were carry-
ing on a little sawmill. Near them was a family
with four children from the States, whom we con-
tinued to visit for six years. Eventually I had the
joy of receiving every member of the family, except
the father, into the Church. But it was too stormy
that night to go out, so we remained till the follow-
ing day. Upon leaving the harbour our troubles