Thus, the Indian was a religious animal. And here the worship of the Great Unknown and Unseen commenced. And inasmuch as this unknown power was intangible and could not be seen, the Indians worshiped representative Gods. Some worshiped the sun, some the moon, and some the monsters of the deep. The Indians worshiped the God of the valley, the mountains, the rocks and rills, the rivers and springs. Thus I have tried to answer your question. At another time I will still further unfold this mystery. CHAPTER IX. The Teacher and Pupil. We now return to Walter Wallace, who we left on the banks of the Callicoon in company with Surveyor Webb and party. Webb soon discovered that Walter was a boy of more than ordinary intelligence, and that his education had not been neglected. He could read and write, and had made some advancement in arithmetic. They returned to camp about noon and eat a hearty dinner to which Walter did ample justice, although he had eaten a late breakfast. Webb had been pondering in his mind upon the propriety of asking Walter to become one of his party, and retain him, if possible, until the survey of the Minisink country was completed. To that end he said to Walter: Are you willing to remain with me and learn to survey? I am willing to do anything I can, the boy replied, but I have not got learning enough to read the figures on that thing. But you can learn, said Webb. I can try, replied Walter. That is all that is required. You must try and be accurate. There is no such thing as good enough. Everything must be done accurate. I will try my best, said Walter. That is all that is required, and to-night I will give you the first lesson. After supper, Webb and Walter went to the top of the hill. The compass was properly adjusted on the tri-pod. Now, said Webb, I want you to level the instrument. That is very important. Unless the compass is exactly level, the needle will not balance. Walter took hold of one of the sights and attempted to level the instrument, but failed. Take hold of both of the sights, boy, one with your right and the other with your left hand. Use force enough to bring the bubbles in the centre of the glasses forward. Then do the same with the cross level. I see, said Walter. This glass levels it one way and the other glass the other way, and when the bubbles are in the centre of both glasses, the compass is level. Let me try it again. He did so, and the compass was level. Bravo! exclaimed Webb. You have mastered one of the most difficult parts of the adjustment of the compass. Now take hold of that screw on the under side with your thumb and finger, and turn it around until the needle moves. He did so, but excitedly stepped back as if he had seen some apparition. Don’t be frightened, boy, it will not hurt you. It is alive! It moves! exclaimed Walter excitedly. You are half right boy. It moves but there is no life there.