62 Snapshots from the North Pacipe.

use one word—‘rain, rain, rain.’ Perhaps they might add
-—‘wind, wind.’ For one whole week it rained day and
night. We camped amid the trees, whose tops were bent
by the gale, while at the roots we were sheltered. Now and
then one would fall with a loud crash—a very unpleasant
sound to one in a tent close by. But, at last, during the
night, the change came; instead of great drops falling on
my bare head when I thrust it out to see to the camp fire, I
looked up and saw between the branches stars shining as
they only do on frosty nights. The river gliding past made
soft music with which harmonized the muffled tones of the
distant rapid. How much better than a roaring tempest!
Next morning a thick mist rose from the river and had
encrusted everything with beauty, helped by Father Frost.
What a lovely robe had been woven under the twinkling
stars! Then rose the sun and mastered the power that
wrought such loveliness in the dark. But greater glories are
now revealed. .The eastern sun made the mountains blush.
Swift is the transformation as the sun scaled the sky. There
stood the lordly mountains, lately enshrouded by black
clouds of tempest, but now from base to summit wrapped in
purest snow, their pinnacles rising miles into the blue
expanse. |

“ How I rejoiced in the vastness of the translucent blue
hung over a world of beauty, in the spotless whiteness
adorning the mountain crests, and in the bewitching beauty
of the autumnal foliage that exhibited Divine skill in
painting even the trembling leaf!

“Then came night again, and with it higher delights.
Across a branch of the river a cemp fire shot up among the

trees. After our evening meal, as we sat gazing into our
own friendly fire, we heard, borne on the still night air,
sweet sounds of holy song. There, we then knew, were
Christian Indians, praising the Lord Jesus we also loved.
Then followed silence. We knew they then were praying.
We prayed in our hearts. Sweet is the communion of saints.
What was the river between? Our hearts were one in faith

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