Among the An-ko-me-nums, or Flathead Tribes of Indians of the Pacific CoastCrosby, Thomas
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Among the An-ko-me-nums, or Flathead Tribes of Indians of the Pacific Coast
Crosby, Thomas
Indians of North America -- Missions; Salish Indians
Next Sabbath came, and the old Pandora Street Church was crowded to
the doors with an enthusiastic audience, who listened attentively to a
marvellous sermon by Dr. Punshon from the text, “And ye shall receive
power.” At the close I experienced one of the most solemn moments of
my life, when in the presence of the large audience I stood alone and
gave myself in solemn vow to God and His work, and was ordained by the
laying on of hands of the gifted President of the Conference and other
ministers. This was in April, 1871.
CHAPTER XVIII. _THE BUNCH GRASS COUNTRY._[5]
“As laborers in Thy vineyard
Still faithful may we be,
Content to bear the burden
Of every day for Thee.
We ask no other wages,
When Thou shalt call us home,
But to have shared the travail
Which makes Thy kingdom come.”
--_Monsel._
Under instructions from the District Meeting, in October, 1872, I left
by steamer _Onward_ for a journey to the vast interior, parts of which
had never been visited by a Methodist missionary. Along the Thompson
River and through the Nicola valley were large bands of Indians, mostly
heathen, who, while speaking a different language, were nevertheless of
the same stock as those among whom I had so long labored.
I took with me, as interpreter, a young man, a native of the Thompson,
who had lived on the Chilliwack since he was a boy, and hence spoke
the An-ko-me-num language as well as his native tongue. We were each
provided with a little Indian “cayuse” or pony, which we shipped by
steamer as far as Yale. In two weeks and three days we travelled 482
miles, preaching twelve times in English and fifteen times to Indians.
The kindness of the people and their eagerness to hear the truth were
remarkable. One Indian chief and some of his friends followed us
fifteen miles to hear me preach again. We preached in court-houses,
hotels, stores, log cabins, Indian shacks, and by the wayside, and
everywhere the people “heard us gladly.”
At Yale I met Sandford Fleming, Principal Grant and their party, just
newly arrived from their arduous overland trip across the continent.
The story of this trip is found in Principal Grant’s famous book,
“Ocean to Ocean.”
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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