The free and easy style of a frontiersman is refreshing. You never hear the question as to whether the other half of your seat is engaged; although, if you are a minister in regulation dress, you will often have the seat to yourself. I remember once, when travelling in a part of the country where both lumbermen and miners abounded, a big man sat down by my side. He dropped into the seat like a bag of potatoes. After a moment's look at me, he said, "Live near here?" "Yes, at ----." "Umph! In business?" "Yes; I have the biggest business in the place." "I want to know. You ain't Wilcox?" "I know that." "Well, don't he own that mill?" "Yes; but I have a bigger business than any mill." "What are you, then?" "I am a home missionary." The laugh the giant greeted this with stopped all the games and conversation in the car for a moment; but I was able to give him a good half-hour's talk, which ended by his saying, "Well, Elder, if I am ever near your place, I am coming to hear ye, sure." I was often taken for a commercial traveller, and asked what house I was travelling for. I invariably said, "The oldest house in the country," and that we were doing a bigger business than ever. "What line of goods do you carry?" the man would ask, looking at my grip. "Wine and milk, without money and without price. Can I sell you an order?" At first the man would hardly believe I was a preacher. I remember talking for an hour on the boat with one young man, and after leaving him I began to read my Bible. He saw me reading, and said, "Oh! come off, now; that's too thin." "What is the matter?" I said. "Do you mean that the paper is thin? It is; but there's nothing thin about the reading." He at once whispered to the captain; and after the captain had answered him, he came over and apologized. "Why did you not tell me you were a minister?" "I had no reason to," I said. "Did I say anything in my talk with you of an unchristian nature?" "No; but I should never have known you were a minister by your clothes." "No; and I don't propose that my tailor shall have the ministerial part of my makeup." Time was when every trade was known by the clothes worn, and the minister is about the only one to keep his sign up. It is just as well on the frontier for him to be known by his life, his deeds, and his words. The young man above had been a wide reader; and for two hours that night under the veranda of our hotel I talked with him, and afterwards had some very interesting letters from him. The town that same night was filled with wild revelry. It was on the eve of the Fourth of July, and newly sworn-in deputies swarmed; rockets and pistols were fired with fatal carelessness; and yet amidst it all we sat and talked, so intensely interested was the man in regard to his soul.