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that I would not change it. And then we have our 

 work out here. It is true I cannot do much outside 

 work I mean, I cannot help a great deal with 

 teaching the people, but I try to keep the home 

 bright . . . Our Christmas and New Year were 

 spent very happily. We had about sixty Indians 

 come to see us and twenty Eskimos. We gave them 

 all coffee or tea and cakes. With that they were 

 very much pleased. They all like to shake hands 

 with us and kiss the boy. They say that he will be 

 their minister by and by, so that they will always 

 have some one to teach them. We should very 

 much like him to be, if it is God's will. The Indian 

 for little minister is ' lyumehowooche-mashish,' 

 that is what they generally call him. My husband 

 is called ' lyumehowooche-mow,' and I am called 

 ' lyumehowoochemashwow.' ' 



All this sounds cheery enough, and we can under- 

 stand the need of cheeriness and brightness within 

 that cabin home when we read at the same time in 

 Mr. Peck's letter : " Our winter here is passing very 

 pleasantly, and we feel quite snug in our little log- 

 house. True the vast expanse of snow outside 

 looks cold, and at times, perhaps, makes one feel a 

 little gloomy. Still we feel that we are spending 

 our lives here for some purpose, and this, after all, is, 

 I think, the great fact to bear in mind. Life spent 

 in the Saviour's service is life well spent." 



In the summer of 1888, Mr. Peck started on a 



