an eulogy, and no generous appreciation raised him a monument. For nearly seventy years his grave was unmarked even by a stone; but recently a friendly and generous hand has placed over his ashes a little slab, about twenty inches by thirty, on which are inscribed his name and the date of his death. He was of the number of Christ's "hidden ones." His modesty led him to shrink from prominence in society; his field of labor buried him for years in the forest. His death was in a secluded neighborhood; and the Church, for half a century, failed to mark even his grave. Believing that the Church and the world cannot afford to lose the radiance of his example and the record of his holy purposes and prayers, we have drawn aside the veil thrown over him by his humility and the world's indifference, and through this volume he stands once more before a living generation. May we hope "that, like an old prophet risen from the dead," some good "works may show forth themselves in him"? It would be presumptuous in us, perhaps, to hope, though we may earnestly desire it, that, "dead in Christ, he shall yet live," not alone in the resurrection of the just, but a sainted example on earth, before rising and fading generations, to the end of time. He lives in tradition by the wigwam-fires of the Far-West Indians; he is worthy also to live in the literature of the Church.