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the 'libraries' in which this Arctic Apostle did 

 his work? The floor of a scow on the Peace 

 River; a hole in the snow; a fetid corner of 

 an Eskimo hut. His bishop's palace when he 

 was not afloat consisted of a bare room twelve 

 feet by eight, in which he studied, cooked, 

 slept, and taught the Indians. 



"They tell you stories up here of seeing the 

 good Bishop come back from a distant journey 

 to some isolated tribe followed at heel by a 

 dozen little Indian babies, his disciples for the 

 days to come. 



"There is one tale of this man which only 

 those can appreciate who travel his trail. An 

 Indian lad confides to us: 



" 'Yes, my name is William Carpenter 

 Bishop Bompas gave me my name; he was a 

 good man. He wouldn't hurt anybody. He 

 never hit a dog he wouldn't kill a mosquito ; 

 he had not much hair on his head, and when it 

 was Meetsu, when the Bishop eat his fish, he 

 shoo the mosquito away and he say: "Room 

 for you, my little friend, and room for me, but 

 this is not your place. Go!" 



"Entering the little church at Fort Simpson, 

 we see the neat font sent here by Mrs. Bom- 

 pas, 'In dear memory of Lucy May Owindia, 

 baptised in this church January, 1879.' Owin- 



