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iglo such as was never seen in our land before. Let 

 us go and see this great sight." So the heathen 

 people trudged over the narrow path and watched 

 the missionaries at work. Wide-eyed with wonder 

 they saw the buildings grow and as they worked 

 the missionaries talked to the folk. A friendliness 

 sprang up. "The strangers are good folk," said 

 the Eskimos ; "they are our friends." The brook 

 was coming into its own. And the path } First one, 

 and then another, of those dwellers in the old-time 

 heathen village across the swamp would say : ' * Let 

 us move our homes and live on Okak Bay, where 

 the strangers are with their mighty house." And 

 you may see in your mind a picture of the people 

 marching in single file father, mother, sons and 

 daughters, little toddlers, burdened with weapons 

 and household goods, making their way along the 

 path by the side of the brook to build new homes 

 on the Okak beach. 



So the little path was the beginning of our village. 

 A Christian village grew, and the old heathen homes 

 were deserted, and the little track, now grass-grown 

 and almost forgotten, has been the hallowed way 

 by which the heathen people found Christ. 



