So, wid yer leave jist, I'll return to the Injins, so as to be ready to folly the trail bright and early in the mornin'." "And how do you suppose I feel, Teddy ?" "God save us! It can be no worse than meself." "I am willing that you should go." The missionary had need, indeed, for the sustaining power which can come only from above.

The faithful Indian woman remained with his child through the night, while he, with bare head, and hands griped together, paced backward and forward until the morrow's sun had risen.
How he prayed and agonized in spirit during those long, lonely hours, God and himself only know.

When the day had fairly dawned, he entered the house, lay down wearily, and slept a "long and troubled sleep." With a heavy heart Teddy made his way back through the woods to where the Indians were congregated.

They were seated around the camp-fire engaged in smoking, but did not exchange nor utter a syllable.

They all understood each other, and therefore there was no need of talk.
The Irishman seated himself beside them, and joined an hour or two in smoking, when they all lay down and slumbered.
All with the exception of Teddy, who could not sleep.