ses which the natives had obtained from trading- 

 vessels during the sumraer. In two weeks she 

 became the richest person in the village. The 

 igloo where she had set up her still was a maga- 

 zine of native goods. She was the living em- 

 bodiment of the liquor traffic. Thrift, peace and 

 harmony had departed from the island. The 

 liunters were giving themselves over to drunken- 

 ness. They began to gamble, and fights fol- 

 lowed. Never before had I been made to see so 

 clearly the folly of allowing savages free access 

 to liquor. 



For a while, we well-nigh despaired of the 

 success of the school. The older people began 

 to be morose and hostile toward us. The chil- 

 dren grew apathetic and careless ; they stopped 

 singing the school songs. Those were dark days. 



One evening in January Mrs. Gambell had 

 what she deemed an inspiration. " I'm going to 

 reform that Hoonakia !" she said to me. "I'm 

 going to make a Christian of her. If I can only 

 convert her, we may stop that dreadful still ! " 



The next day she went alone to call on the 

 woman, and invited her to come to our house. 

 That evening she came, arrayed in all the native 

 finery which she had acquired. 



We invited her to dinner, and opened several 

 cans of fruit for her delectation. Mrs. Gambell 

 also made her several small presents, such as 

 women prize. During the next fortnight Hoo- 

 nakia was a constant visitor at the schoolhouse, 

 and became a regular boarder at our table. 



Having secured the woman's confidence, my 

 wife by degrees instilled into her mind the doc- 

 trines of a better life. I think it was during 

 the last week of January that we first spoke to 

 her of the evils of drunkenness. Thus far we 

 had not mentioned the subject ; but having made 

 a beginning that evening, we both took her in 

 hand, and labored earnestly to have her see the 

 evil which she was doing with the still. 



Somewhat to our surprise, she saw the evil of 

 her ways at once, or seemed to do so. When 

 Mrs. Gambell described to her how little Poona 

 and Esanetuk came to school, bruised, cold and 

 hungry, she shed tears. Never had missionaiy 

 a truer penitent ; and when we asked her to give 

 up the still, she not only said she would, but 

 actually went to the igloo where she lived, and 

 brought the contrivance to the schoolhouse for 

 me to crush to bits — as I did with great satisfac- 

 tion. 



Mrs. Gambell's joy was perfect. "First win 

 the hearts of people," she said to me that night. 

 ' ' The rest follows. This is the way to do good 

 in the world." 



We kept Hoonakia at the schoolhouse, doing 

 what we could for her comfoi-t, for two days. 

 On the afternoon of the second day, during 

 school hours, she stole off, and for a week we 

 could learn nothing of her. A drunken brawl 

 at the igloo of Nassamok, a liunter, was the first 

 hint which we obtained as to her whereabouts. 

 There she had set up another still. 



