LIFE-WORK 21 and on to the 19th inclusive. I had him, his daughter, and son and daughter-in-law for very attentive auditors. He told me that the priests tried to get them to burn our books. Writing of his work after almost twenty-five years' labour, Dr. Rand says: " But a small number have openly renounced their con¬ nection with the Romish Church; but I have reason to know that a widespread enquiry has been awakened among them. Of several I have good reason to hope. But I have never made it a special and direct object to induce them to "change their religion," as it is called, and especially during the past few years, I have been so dissatisfied with the Protestant churches generally, that I have had no heart to urge the Indians, even if I believed them converted, to leave their church and join ours." At another time, writing of particular cases of blessing among the Micmacs, he says:—"Yes, indeed, I mind me of Joe Brooks , my first Indian teacher, for whose conversion I long waited and prayed, and the tears and the sobs came well nigh choking me with joy, not grief, as I remember I found him once in the neighborhood of Wolfville, ill in body, and still more so in mind, under a deep sense of his sins. And then how his eyes sparkled when, about a fortnight after, he told me he had found peace—living about a year after, a consistent, devoted life, and dying full of joy and peace, in the neighbourhood of St. John , N . B. , and little Mose, his son, went about the same time in peace. Then I think of Lewie Brooks, an¬ other son, with whom I often took sweet counsel, and who assured me those precious books, those Gospels and Psalms sustained him through the hours of agony he had often to endure from that terrible disease, the asthma; and from whom the priest laboured in vain to wrest and burn the books he so highly prized. In relating the story he said: " They cannot get the books away from us." And then follows his daughter, Mrs. Paul , who died here at Hantsport some years later, who gave us the most satisfactory evidence that, living and dying, she was the Lord's. Then I think of Newton Glodei (Claude) and his brother Joe, two of the finest young men I ever knew, residing formerly in , but living at the end of their earthly career at Cornwallis , who for industry, honesty, and