172 THE INDIAN ADVOCATE.
possible. The small room was clean and bright, the cotton
curtains at the window, hung in straight folds, white as snow
drifts, and on the white washed log-wall opposite the couch,
was a picture of the Sacred Heart. On the young man's face
lay the story of another consumptive.
As they came along, Jean had learned from the priest, of
the kindness of the Wabunosas, who had taken Pierre into
their home during his last illness. They were an elderly
couple, who made a comfortable livelihood by fishing and
gardening, and whose home was larger and more airy than
any owned by Pierre's relatives. Their food was more plent
iful too and of better quality, and knowing these things they
took him in.
"Then I can trust Mrs. Wabunosa to take precautions
against the desease being communicated to others," Father
Chamel said. "She is a very intelligent woman and a good
woman who feels herself called to do many good works, be
cause she is a (i) zelatrice. But she is not alone in her
goodness," he continued with something like enthusiasm.
"All my people here are quick in their sympathies and kind
to one in trouble. Ah! so kind I cannot begin to tell you
in what degree. It is because they retain many of their old
community ways, when every man shared in his neighbor's
good fortune. They have not yet, M. de Valorsay, accepted
the world's doctrine of 'Every man for himself, and God for
At this the good priest's eyes twinkled humorously for a
moment, then grew tenderly earnest, while he spoke of his
Indians' efforts to master the new ideals and ways set before
And, as Jean in Wabunosa's house, watched the mocca
sined neighbors gather solemnly in from the outer room and
from the grass outside, where women had been weaving mats,
he understood why the priest had spoken so earnestly. The
(i) A promoter of the Sacred Heart League.
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