INDIANS AT HAMPTON.
BY REV. H. B. FRISSELL.
Our communion on Sunday was very interesting. There were added to the church four colored students and three Indian boys. These three are representatives of three different tribes. One of them was an Apache. He came to us sixteen months ago with no knowledge of Christ, and none of God, with the exception of what he had gained from an old medicine man. He told me that God was like the wind that came in at one window and went out at the other. He has been very earnest in his study of the Bible and has come to my study night after night when he had had a hard day’s work and an evening study hour that he might read the Bible with me. Not long ago he told me he wished to pray in meeting and asked me if I would write out what he wanted to say. So I took my pen and after long pauses he told me what he wanted to say to God. I wrote it down just as he gave it to me. He has carried it away to learn so that he may take part in our weekly meeting in English. The other two boys have come to me twice before and asked to join the church but I have told them to wait. But now it seemed as though they could wait no longer and they were glad to profess their faith in Christ.