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incense burned the sacrifice of Father Hugenard 

 and his brother-priests was clearly accepted. 



Only the day before I had given a small child of 

 civilization, and another branch of the Christian 

 Church, an Easter picture from an English magazine. 



" What is it ? " demanded the child. " Your 

 daddy ? " 



" No ; it is a picture of the Resurrection," I 

 answered lamely. 



" What's that ? " inquired another, whilst the 

 picture passed from one to the others, attracting 

 interest, but also the unmistakable air of wonder. 



" But surely you know," I said. Suddenly a 

 beam of intelligence shot across the face of the 

 eldest girl, who must have been quite fifteen. "I 

 know," said she. " He riz." 



The Church of Rome in general and Father 

 Hugenard in particular seem to get wonderful 

 results in their method of dealing with humankind. 

 Possibly it's because they never miss the " descent 

 into Hades," which is laid before them in the 

 confessional. " Tout comprendre Sest tout $ar- 

 donner." Not that for one moment could one fail 

 in admiration of the work done by the Anglican 

 Church in the Prairie Provinces, which is and always 

 has been of superlative quality as far as it goes. But 

 in the pioneer phase of the development of Canada, 

 if the work was less, it was hopelessly scattered, with 

 very little railway, few good roads, very few men, 

 and hardly any money to work with. Just a handful 

 of brave, unselfish, dauntless clergy of the wealthy 

 and powerful Church of England making " bricks 

 without straw " on the prairie. History can never 

 tell what they did, and did without, in those days 



