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She would not take chloroform, however, and so we 

 thought all was over. Next morning another mes- 

 sage summoned me to the cottage, where I found 

 five strong men waiting. " These men have pro- 

 mised to hold me, doctor, while you take that away. 

 But I may bawl, mayn't I?" In quarter of an hour 

 all was completed, and my plucky patient was laugh- 

 ing loudest at the queer scene ; for bawl she had, 

 indeed, " to keep me from thinking of it," she said. 

 But the men held on well, and in ten days she was 

 all healed, and was up and walking. 



Among our most interesting visits had been that 

 to Hopedale, the most southern station of the Mora- 

 vian missionaries ; but I must leave to a later chapter 

 a description of the Eskimo, of whom we saw a 

 good deal. There were three Moravians and their 

 wives here, the oldest having lived in Labrador 

 twenty-seven years. Once a year they communi- 

 cate with England by the good ship Harmony, 

 which, with its predecessors, has been visiting the 

 coast for one hundred and twenty years. These men 

 are true followers of the Saviour in the self-sacri- 

 ficing spirit, which draws them to live their lives 

 out on so barren and deserted a coast. At seven 

 years old their children- leave them for ever, to be 

 educated in Germany, and then find an occupation 

 in life. In one harbour, Zoar, was a lonely mis- 

 sionary and his wife, who had just sent home their 

 eighth and last child, a little girl of seven years. 

 "Can you not bring me a baby from England? we 



