"I have not had a letter from
home for a long time, but I hope you are all well. I am as busy as I can
well be, in corresponding and holding meetings. Eleven meetings per week
is about the average, and I will soon have visited most of the
congregations of any size or substance down here. I have no appointments
beyond the 5th of December, so that I hope to get home by the 8th or 10th.
The meetings here have been quite as successful as I expected, and I look
for $4,000 or $5,000 unless they have all been lying, which I cannot
believe. I feel, too, that a permanent interest in Western work is
created, and that we shall have a perennial source of funds. The people
have been most hospitable and cordial in their reception of me everywhere.
I shall go back with the kindest feelings towards all of them."
"Eleven meetings per week!" This might satisfy even so
insatiable a worker as the Superintendent, but the empty hours between
meetings he fills in with his interminable correspondence. Not till after
it was too late, did his Church realize how much she might have prolonged
his life and extended his usefulness had she furnished him with a
secretary. "Four or five thousand dollars !" Yes, and a great deal more
money does he carry from the loyal, warm-hearted men of the sea provinces,
and "warm feelings" that have never chilled to this present. Those
provinces have bred great men for Canada, and they were great enough to
know one of their own kind when he appeared among them. But in spite of
the Superintendent’s tours, in spite of the energy and eloquence of the
indefatigable Conveners of Home Mission and Augmentation, Dr. Cochrane and
Rev. D. J. Macdonnell, in spite of the financial ability of the
Secretary, Dr. Warden, this deficit continues to clog the westward march
of the Church.
The General Assembly of 1890 is informed that with deep
regret the Committee has found it necessary to reduce the salaries in
Augmented charges because of insufficient funds. The General Assembly
energetically proceeds to legislate, but the deficits continue.
In 1891 the matter is considered serious enough to
warrant a Pastoral Letter from the Moderator. The spectre, however, will
not be laid, but insists on appearing the following year with the
Augmentation report. The situation is desperate enough to harden the
tender heart of the Secretary of the Committee, who proposes strenuous
regulations governing Augmented congregations, and a reduction of grants.
But after the Superintendent has pointed out that the West is doing its
best, contributing the past year some $238,000, one-ninth of the entire
revenue of the Church, and after he has given the Assembly some vivid and
pathetic pictures of the interiors of manses in Augmented charges, the
Assembly will not listen to the proposed regulations, much less to
reductions in salary. The regulations remain unchanged. A second council
of despair to reduce Augmented salaries by thirty dollars, the
Superintendent also succeeds in having rejected, and the salaries remain
at their normal and surely meagre enough minimum. There being no other
hope, the Assembly orders another Pastoral Letter, to be backed up by
Deputies to Presbyteries.
Leaving the Pastoral Letter and the Deputies to their
work, the Superintendent again takes the trail. We find him in the late
autumn in the neighbourhood of Yorkton, in Northern Assiniboia. His
experiences in this district are set down in a letter to his wife, of date
November 19, 1892, and arc worth recording:
"I had a stormy time in the West. Left Winnipeg
Saturday, and reached Saltcoats about 10 P. M. A man frantically came on
board the train and shouted if Dr. Robertson was on board. I assured him
he was. He then told me I would have to come off and marry a couple. This
I declined to do until I could see the conductor. I told him the situation
and got him to stop the train till I could marry these good people, and
the conductor went with me to the hotel. But the bride was in the kitchen
working, ignorant of what was coming.
She was taken away, hurriedly washed
and dressed and ushered into my presence. She belonged to the Crofters,
and I had to marry partly in Gaelic and partly in English, but finally got
them made one. Started for the station, and got to Yorkton in good time.
But when I reached there I found the minister absent, and no place where I
could stop, and the night wild. I hunted round and got a place about
twelve o’clock, but when I went to the room I found it was recently
plastered, and that it was not safe. I at last had a place pointed out to
me where the people had gone to bed. I knocked at the door and a woman
appeared. She had no place. I told her I never saw a woman stuck yet in
such an emergency, and that I was quite prepared to sleep on the table or
on the floor. She invited me to go in, which I did. She went away leaving
me in the dark, and came back telling me the best she could do was to let
me in beside her husband. I went, and slept soundly, not looking who slept
on the other side of him, but there were three in bed, as I found in the
morning.
"Morning stormy, but I hired a horse and drove out
eight miles. Found missionary storm-bound, and not going to station beyond
at all. I told him I would go, and instructed driver to take me there.
Found a small congregation, but was glad I went. Preached, and returned to
where the missionary was. He had Communion service, and I preached and
addressed people. Missionary remained all night, and I returned to evening
service. Waited to have the Crofter missionary come and take me down
there. He did not come, and I hired and drove there. Found that the storm
was too much for him, too, and that he never left the house Sabbath. Drove
to Salt-coats, seventeen miles, and went next morning to Crofters.
They are badly off. I do wish you would try to get some
of your ladies to get some clothing. There are twenty-three families. No
crop, not even potatoes. Held a meeting that night at Saltcoats. Next day
came to Neepawa and held Thanksgiving service, and another in evening at
Rapid City. Got promise of twenty-five bags of flour for Crofters."
The Christmas season of that year finds him still
pursuing with invincible pertinacity the storm-blown trails of the far
Northwest. The following letters written to his wife give us a realistic
picture of how his days were packed with work. There
is something almost appalling in that record of journeys and
meetings. One does not know whether to wonder more at that restless,
resistless energy that drove him through his work, or the invincible
buoyancy of spirit that made him indifferent to toil, privation, and
hardship. The first letter is written from Calgary some time in the early
part of December and is as follows:
"The Horse Hills meeting was well attended. Thence we
drove to the Sturgeon, but on the way our conveyance—a jumper—broke down.
In the old days we could easily have mended it, for every one had his
pocket full of shaganappi and ‘babeesh’ (babiche), but, alas! these days
are past and there was nothing for it but to try to take pieces out of the
harness; were successful, but spent so much time that we lost our supper.
The meeting was largely attended and much interest shown. After the
meeting I visited an old acquaintance, Sutherland, who lost his wife a
year ago, and who fell into a threshing machine and saved his life by his
extraordinary strength. He is crippled for life, but quite cheerful. His
daughter was away and he could not give us anything to eat. We did not
tell him we had no supper. At eleven we started to drive twelve miles to
Edmonton, and reached it in good time. On the evening of the next day I
addressed the Edmonton people on mission work, and they had a social
gathering afterwards. I saw quite a number of old faces and spent a
pleasant time.
"Till Sabbath I spent my time visiting South Edmonton,
and addressing the people, and organizing a mission. Preached twice in
Edmonton and once in South Edmonton on Sabbath, and explored Monday.
Tuesday I started for Lacombe, and had a meeting in the railway station.
Wednesday drove eighteen miles south to Red Deer and held a meeting, and
on Thursday, eighteen miles here. Last night we tried to reach Olds,
eighteen miles southwest, but the driver failed to reach there and we
nearly spent the night on the prairie. The missionary did his best to get
me through, but in vain. Stars were hidden and we steered by instinct, or
rather I did, for he got confused and lost his bearings. We got within
about three miles of the place and fell into such drifts that it was
deemed prudent to retrace our steps. We reached here about 1 A. M. Mrs.
Buchanan and two other ladies—young women—were here when we arrived and
asked us whether we lost ourselves. We replied no, that we were here. Had
we lost the trail, then? Could we lose what we never had. ?
"To-morrow we have the Communion dispensed here. Monday
I go north to Wetaskiwin, and return to Calgary, Tuesday. I then go to
Canmore, and return to Olds. On the 24th I go to McLeod where I was to get
a dish of ancient eggs a few years ago, but did not. I then return, after
visiting Pincher Creek, and go to Prince Albert. I return and go down
along the line of the Canadian Pacific expecting to reach Winnipeg about
the 11th.
"I do not know how long after, ere I get to Ontario,
but likely not very long. "To this district a large number of settlers are
coming, and where we have four missions now, we shall have nine next
spring."
One would think that after that terrific tour, packed
with "organizing,’’ "addressing," "visiting,"
‘‘exploring," dashing through storms and drifts, bearing cold and hunger,
sleepless nights and disappointments, the Superintendent had earned his
right to a week’s rest in his home with his family. But he cannot reach
them and return to his work without a journey of 5,000 miles, consuming
twelve or fourteen precious days and costing more money than he has to
spend. So he closes the letter with the words:
"I was glad to get so much home news. I hope you are
all well. I am sorry not to be at home on Christmas Day"
On the 22d of December he writes from Calgary as
follows:
"I have just got in from Olds, forty miles north, where
I held a meeting yesterday, and I go over to-morrow morning to McLeod,
over 100 miles. The weather is very cold and stormy, and travelling
uncomfortable. Monday I have to go up from McLeod to Pincher Creek, a
distance of thirty-two miles, and I fear it will not be comfortable
travelling. I expect to return to McLeod Wednesday to take the train back
here. While at Edmonton I had fine weather and enjoyed the trip. From here
I go to Prince Albert, and it is likely the weather there is keen.
However, I shall soon get through there. I have had word necessitating, I
fear, my taking a trip to Southeastern Assiniboia after returning from
Prince Albert, and if I do, I cannot go East when I expected. From Herdman
I learned that the Synod of British Columbia meets in March. I want to be
present for various reasons and in that case it is scarcely worth while to
go East till March when I go to the meeting of the Home
Mission Committee. However, I shall decide nothing now,
as much depends on how matters shape themselves for the next two weeks."
It is because this man will not rest by day or night
that his Committee find it difficult to
furnish him with either men or money.
Before the Assembly of the following year, the
Superinten dent found time to make a memorable trip down the Fraser Valley
in British Columbia. Appointments had been made at various points
throughout that district. Meantime, the Fraser, swollen by the June rains,
had burst its banks and rendered all the low-lying ground almost
impassable. But the Superintendent was not to be denied. He must keep his
engagements at all costs and at all hazards. And keep them he does. He
gives an account of some of his experiences in the following letter to his
wife:
"Calgary, June 7, 1893.
"DEAR WIFE :— "I reached here
about an hour ago, intending to wait for the meeting of Presbytery here
to-morrow. The trip in British Columbia was, on the whole, rough, owing to
the late spring and the shocking state of the roads, but appointments were
in every case kept, and I have reason to be thankful. I walked till my
feet gave way, rode where I could, drove where it was practicable, took
canoe, rowboat, steamer, and train. Had I a chance to try a balloon I
would have tested and tasted all the usual methods of travel. No doubt I
would have fared better had I been web-footed on several occasions, but in
the absence of the webbed foot I was glad to own feet sufficiently large
to prevent me from sinking everywhere. For the first time in almost twenty
years I got drenched to the skin, and had the luxury of sitting in the
bottom of a canoe for hours, which was constantly shipping enough of the
tawny Fraser to sink it, but for frequent bailing. And when I tried to buy
a suit of underclothing I was denied the privilege, and helped myself of
the shelf without leave. But so far I have escaped arrest.
"After business is over here I go to Winnipeg, where I
am to remain for a day, and then I go East. Kisses for Mamma, Tina, Jim,
Stan and Terry.
"YOUR HUSBAND."
That year the Home Mission Fund is saved by a lucky
bequest, but no such good fortune befalling the Augmentation Fund, the
annual deficit with the consequent reduction in salary, is reported to the
Assembly, the Convener taking occasion sadly to remind the Church that for
years past this average deficit in the Fund has amounted to almost $4,000
per annum. That is one side of the picture. The other side is presented by
the Superintendent who, in his address, gives an account of all his
various journeyings and labours, reports expansion and consolidation,
calls attention to the ominous presence of a colony of 700 Mormons in
Southern Alberta, and with this last item of information presents a
resolution of the Assembly’s Home Mission Committee asking that a mission
be established among these people. The Assembly, however, has no money for
Presbyterians, much less for Mormons, and the resolution of the Committee
is hastily forgotten. The Superintendent gives a stirring report of mining
activity in British Columbia, and demands the attention of the Church for
incoming miners. But all to no purpose. The Home Mission Fund has been
practically wiped out, the Augmentation Fund is in an even less healthy
condition, necessitating a cut in salaries. The miners, too, must be
forgotten. The Superintendent further announces that the immigration for
the year has reached the inspiring figure of 38,000, and that development
will be rapid in the spring. The Assembly is duly inspired, but is
hopeless in regard to funds.
The horizon is somewhat dark, but at one point there is
a light breaking. The Convener reports that during the past year he had
issued a commission to the Rev. C. W. Gordon, who, on his return from his
mission in the mountains a year ago, had proceeded to Britain for a year’s
study, after which he had been spending some
months in presenting the claims of the Northwest to the Churches in the
Homeland. Mr. Gordon had received so hearty a welcome and was meeting with
such large success, that the Convener was hopeful that very substantial
help would be given by the British Churches. The Assembly is greatly
relieved and much rejoiced that at length the home Churches are beginning
to take an interest in their children over seas, passes resolutions and
dissolves, much comforted.
The financial depression continues throughout the year,
and into 1894. The Home Mission Committee meets the Assembly with the
gloomy announcement that the receipts of the Fund have been $6,000 less
than those of last year, and that the situation has been saved only by
special donations and grants from Churches abroad. The Augmentation Fund,
too, is in a deplorable condition, the only relief in the situation being
achieved by the simple but hardly satisfactory method of a further cut in
salaries.
The Superintendent reports a large increase in the
Mormon colony in Alberta, so large, indeed, that the Calgary Presbytery
was constrained on its own motion to inaugurate a mission, the funds for
which had been secured by the Superintendent. Work had been begun, too,
among the foreign peoples who were settling in the West. Two missionaries
were to work among the Ice-landers, one among the Hungarians, one among
the Germans, one among the Scandinavians. All this involved the Church in
larger expenditure. Retrenchment was impossible. The Church must advance.
But how to advance without funds, the Assembly knows not.
The return of their deputy from the British Churches is
most opportune. Mr. Gordon is warmly received as he presents his report.
And a remarkable report it is. Great Britain, but especially Scotland, is
the happy hunting-ground for all impecunious missionary schemes. It had
been difficult to gain access to the congregations, but access having been
effected through the good offices of the various Colonial Committees and
of personal friends deeply interested in Canada, the Northwest and its
magnificent appeal had touched the hearts and the imaginations of the
people. To such an extent was this true, that Mr. Gordon was able to
report the assuming of the support of between forty and fifty missions on
the part of the British Churches for a period of from three to five years
at $250 each. This truly generous response on the part of the home
Churches, dissipates in large measure the financial gloom overhanging the
Home Mission situation, and encourages the Superintendent and those
associated with him to a still more vigorous prosecution of their work.
In 1895 the Church manifests its appreciation of the
Superintendent and his work by unanimously electing him to the highest
office within its gift. It has been a hard year financially throughout the
Dominion, and the West has not escaped the general financial stringency.
In British Columbia there have been serious floods on the Fraser, and a
large section of the country is, therefore, in straits. The Superintendent
reports that the immigration for the year shows a slight increase, that
opportunities are greater than ever, the needs of the country also
greater. In the Cariboo district, with a population of 3,000, about half
that number are Presbyterian, and without a single missionary. Work among
the Mormons is proving more difficult than was anticipated. Its progress
is not satisfactory, but it cannot be abandoned.
The work among the foreigners, too, is making larger
demands. With the help of Old Country moneys, however, the year closes
without a deficit.
The election of Dr. G. L. Mackay in 1894, and of Dr.
Robertson in 1895, the outstanding representatives of the Foreign and Home
Mission fields, to the office of Moderator, had brought these two great
departments of Church work into prominence and inevitably, to a certain
extent, into competition for the attention and support of the Church. On
retiring from the office, the great representative of Foreign Missions had
preached a powerful sermon, setting forth the claims and the opportunities
of that work to which he had given his life. In accepting office, the
great representative of Home Missions in the Canadian Church made the
following graceful reference to Foreign Mission work:
"These are two sisters, the one is younger or perhaps
has more charms than the other, still an elder sister has a warm place in
the heart of the Church, and that we found when an effort was put forth
recently to relieve the Home Mission deficit."
For his retiring sermon he chose a text usually
selected for a Foreign Mission address: "But ye shall receive power after
that the Holy Ghost is come upon you; and ye shall be witnesses unto Me
both in Jerusalem and in all Judea and in Samaria, and unto the uttermost
parts of the earth."
The sermon was a noble exposition of the principles
underlying all mission work, and a splendid apology for the view that held
all mission work to be one. But, as was expected of him, he proceeded to
give a lucid and comprehensive review of the work accomplished in the
Canadian West during the past fifteen years. It was a sermon worthy of the
great theme, and some of its periods deserved to live in the memory of the
Church. And it is to be regretted that no report remains beyond a single
reference in the press of the day, to the strength and dignity of the
utterance. In dealing with the difficulty of overlapping, the following
sentences are preserved. After frank acknowledgment of the evil, he
proceeds to say:
"Overlapping could have been prevented in many cases,
and the evil mitigated if our own Church had made up its mind to occupy
its missions continuously. The withdrawal of forty or fifty missions in
the autumn, leaving families like sheep without a shepherd, is an
invitation to another Church to step in—an invitation seldom declined.
"There is some overlapping, but less than is commonly
reported. The returns to Assembly show good value for money spent. No good
money thrown into muskegs. But where there is overlapping is our
Church always the offender ? We offend less than some others. But if we
occupy a field, build a church, etc., etc., are we to sneak away because
others come in? There is no breach of Christian comity. A timid,
questioning, penurious policy can only win contempt and defeat. Moreover,
Presbyterianism represents principles that have done man and religion rare
service in the past—are these not to find expression and exposition all
over the West ? To play their part in shaping the national life? Let
overlapping be reduced to a minimum, but let no deserving group of
Presbyterians complain that their Church had forsaken them, suppressed her
principles to save her pocket."
There is a ring of sturdy manliness about this
declaration that cannot fail to win the approval of all self-respecting
Presbyterians. In a single paragraph the sermon depicts the marvellous
growth of twenty-one years:
"Since the union, twenty-one years ago, over 200
missions have become congregations. Under our charge are 400 missions
still, with 1,200 stations (one-sixth of the families of the Church,
one-ninth of her communicants). Twenty years ago, one feeble Presbytery in
the West, now thirteen. Preaching places increased from
35 to 818,
communicants from 500 to 19,000. The strength and prestige of the
Church are increased by these gains, enabling her to undertake and carry
out work that else would have been far beyond her. The spiritual life is
deepening; not one point has been abandoned; the religious barometer is
rising."
It is a great Home Mission Assembly, but the report
from the Home Mission Committee is not calculated to quicken the
enthusiasm. While the year closes with a balance of $4,000 to the good,
this is not due to increased liberality on the part of the Church, but
rather to the practice of the severest economy in administration, and to
the liberal assistance from British Churches. The Convener, Dr. Cochrane,
finds it necessary to warn the Assembly solemnly that unless the support
of the Church for this branch of its work reach a point far above any yet
touched, retrenchment is inevitable.
But there is no idea of retrenchment in the mind of the
Superintendent, nor in the minds of the men in the West. Indeed,
retrenchment is the last thing thought of there. The Calgary Presbytery
has grown too big for satisfactory administration, and hence upon its
northern confines the new Presbytery of Edmonton is erected, making
fourteen in all now in that part of Canada lying west of the Great Lakes.
All this expansion means larger financial support, and realizing how
inadequate are the present sources of supply, and remembering that in some
cases the period of supporting their missions on the part of Churches in
Britain secured by Mr. Gordon has elapsed, the Committee resolves to send
their Superintendent as a deputy to the Motherland, to lay the facts
before the Churches there, and to invite their continued support and, if
possible, in even larger measure.
There was another cause that weighed with the
Committee, and one, the ominous significance of which at the time was not
fully understood. There were all too evident signs upon the Superintendent
of Missions that his iron constitution aud sinewy frame were at last
beginning to feel the strain of those fifteen years of toils and trials
immeasurable. And so he was sent across the sea for a change and rest,
they said. A change it was, true enough; but rest was to him impossible
while his work was undone.
In the autumn of 1896, Dr. Robertson sailed for
Scotland, and with the interval of but a single Sabbath, set out at once
on his quest for money. His first difficulty, and it proved his greatest,
was to get access to the people. The way was blocked; the Church treasurer
or the minister not unfrequently stood on guard. Then, too, there were
countless prior claims pressed upon the Christians of Scotland. To Mr.
Gordon he writes some weeks after his arrival, as follows:
"The Established Church people have a large Foreign
Mission debt, and are holding meetings in every centre and canvassing in
every quarter to wipe it out. It would seem, from what was said here by
Lord Low, Lord Polwarth, Dr. Macgregor, Dr. McLeod, and others, that the
good name of the Church was involved, and for honour men will fight, when
they would not even strive to enter in at the strait gate. And the Free
Church and the United Presbyterian have their Foreign Mission deficits,
too, and debt is heard from all parts of the land. And in Edinburgh,
central congregations are losing by removal to the suburbs, and the
suburbs have to build more spacious and pretentious structures to attract
and accommodate the newcomers, and neither class feels able to assume new
burdens. And, truth to tell, ministers are not enthusiastic over the
scheme. Nothing could be finer than the spirit shown in the Presbytery,
but when you ask for an opportunity of addressing the congregation—well,
that is another matter."
Further on he says:
"This seems the happy hunting-ground for all schemes
and plans. Has an Irish minister a church to build, a manse to repair, or
a hall to roof, he must come to Glasgow. Has a Highlander lost his cow,
his boat, or his bonnet, he must come to Glasgow to get wherewith to buy a
new one. And as for Colonial schemes, French Canadians, Chiniquy, the
Cape, West Australia, Canadian Northwest, they all and a dozen other
schemes present their claims, and this every year, besides Bible
Societies, Tract Societies, Home Missions, Church building, Foreign
Missions. The trouble is that a select few are always approached, while a
large number of comfortable people are not come-at-able. But Pessimism
never helped a cause, and I am not going to say anything more of this."
There is no strain of pessimism or of cowardice in his
blood, and so, making no complaint, but calling upon all his resources of
full and detailed knowledge, of courtesy and tact, of skill and energy, he
goes at his work till by sheer dogged perseverance he makes his way into
the pulpit and thence in short order into the hearts of his hearers. The
following extract from a letter to his wife makes good reading to us who
love to remember his manner with the people:
"Last Sabbath the minister in introducing me said he
did not think they could give anything, but that I wished to address them
and that he could not well refuse, but that while they could give no money
they would give their moral support and their prayers! What could you do
after that? I was nettled and spoke out. I told them that if they would
talk in that way, they must allow me to analyze their case. If they could
give but simply would not, how much was their moral support worthy? A good
deal less than nothing. And if they were to pray, they should be able to
say, ‘Lord, Thou knowest we have nothing and cannot help this work,
deserving as we believe it to be; incline the hearts of those who have, to
help it forward.’ God would hear such a prayer, but I was afraid. He would
have little patience with the man who prayed that others less able might
give to save his pocket. Some smiled aloud and Professor D—, who was
present, said that whatever the minister said, they would try to see what
could be done. He was much pleased with the presentation of the case, and
promised help."
The good people of Scotland are a long-suffering and
much-hunted folk, but they are people of sense and of conscience. None in
the world know better a good investment, and none in the world respond
more readily to the claims of the Kingdom of Heaven. Towards the end of
his stay, he writes as follows in regard to the results of his mission:
"Edinburgh has responded fairly. A number of them
thought that three years would end the matter, and since these have come
to an end, they are of the opinion that no more should be asked. Dr. Hood
Wilson’s people promised, as you know, for three years, but will go on.
St. Andrew’s ‘ditto.’ Dr. John Smith was telling me his people were much
interested, and that I might depend on their continuing theirs, too. A
week ago last Sabbath I was in Free St. George’s, and I am informed they
will continue. Dr. Barbour told me he would give £50 as for the past three
years, and give me £100 this year for the Building Fund. Sheriff Jamieson
gives me £10 a year for five years for the
Building Fund. Drummond's people (United Presbyterian, Lothian Road) will
continue, and Mr. Williamson’s people who gave nothing last year, are
taking the matter up and will report. 1 told you, I think, Morningside
Free Church promises £60 for three years.
I addressed Dr. Donald McLeod’s congregation last
Sabbath. He brusquely told me in the vestry not to ask for money, for they
had none to give. He took the devotional part of the service, but gave me
twenty-five minutes, then I was to engage in prayer, give out a hymn to
sing, and pronounce the benediction. After the hymn was sung he came to
the front of the platform, told the people what he had said to me, but
frankly stated that the address had caused him to change his mind. He
offered to be one of twenty-five to give £2 a year, and quite an amount
was got at the close. He told me yesterday he was to follow the matter up
to-morrow, and expected to get the balance of the £50. Lord Overtoun I
saw, and he gave me £200 for building, and promised to give £100 a year
for the next four years, part for building and part for support of a
missionary, as we might decide. I think £50 should go for each. Mr. R. S.
Allan gives me £100 for building, and I have promises of more, but can
tell nothing as yet as to how they will pan out."
It is impossible for him to map out any orderly
itinerary. He must suit other people’s convenience rather than his own,
and go where and when he can find entrance. So from Glasgow to Dundee,
from Dundee to Edinburgh, from Edinburgh to Aberdeen, from Aberdeen to
London, from London to Liverpool, he journeys, and having completed his
work in England and Scotland, he crosses over to Ireland for a short but
vigorous campaign there. It is hard work and often discouraging. Sabbath
days and week-days he fills in with addresses, sermons, interviews,
journeyings and unceasing correspondence, till done out, he takes steamer
for home.
On his homeward trip, unfitted as he is for the
sea-voyage, he falls terribly ill. But once on land, his strength quickly
returns and he hurries across the continent to Winnipeg, where he appears
once more in the midst of his brethren convened in General Assembly, and
receives such a welcome from them as it is given few men to receive.
The Assembly is busy with its legislation, but nothing
will do but that he shall stand up where they can see him and listen once
more to his voice. He cannot report any great improvement in health, and
we can all see that he is worn and weary, but he has met with great
kindness and his visit has not been without success. In the evening, in a
speech of great vigour, he recounts his experiences in the Homeland, He
has made money out of it for the Church, nearly $12,000, and support for
over forty missions. But the Church is doubtful whether it has not paid
somewhat too dearly for these financial returns, in the expenditure of the
life and strength of the Superintendent of Missions.