56 Inasmuch 



through a world-famed trout stream into the 

 north-eastern area of Lake Superior. It is right 

 on the height of land between Superior and Hud- 

 quler, P i8?8~ son Bay. The Indians on this lake were the 

 purest Ojibways. Bishop Fauquier while crossing 

 the lake with the Reverend E. F. Wilson on a 

 voyage of missionary exploration was accosted 

 one evening by a flotilla of canoes under the 

 command of chief Manetooshaus (the son of the 

 Great Spirit) who told him that for forty years 

 they had waited for a messenger who should 

 tell them of the religion of the Queen. The 

 Bishop promised to provide them a teacher and 

 sent the appeal to England. It was answered 

 Rev. R. Reni- by a young Irishman, Rev. Robert Renison, a 

 son, 1880 graduate of Trinity College, Dublin. He came to 

 Nepigon with his wife and three young children. 

 The Indians wore feather headdresses, painted 

 their naked skins with clay and red ochre, and 

 the first night celebrated his arrival in a white- 

 dog feast. For many years Mr. Renison lived 

 among them alone with his family. His younger 

 children spoke Indian before their native tongue. 

 Through God s blessing he baptised hundreds 

 of Ojibways with his own hands. His wife was 

 his devoted helpmeet, the mother of every Indian 

 in the East district. She lies buried beside the 

 little Church of St. Mary, Nepigon which was 

 built in her memory. 



We have now reached the height of land, and 

 it is fitting that we should hear there, the echoes 

 of the voice of one of the noblest, saintliest, and 



