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Updated: May 6, 2025
He remembered the command his Master had given to His disciples long ago, "When they persecute you in this city, flee ye into another," and he felt it applied to him. Perhaps they had been too secure and too self-centred at Klassan. For years no storms had come to bend them, no wind of adversity to sift the chaff from the wheat, and no fire of trial to purge the gold from the dross.
He found the arm doing as well as could be expected, but the racking cough still continued the same. "Miss Radhurst," he said, as he bent over her father. "I leave for Klassan this morning." Constance looked up in surprise. "What! going away so soon?" she queried. "Yes, duty calls me back to my flock. They are in danger from the miners down there, and I have been absent too long already."
"Drive 'im from Klassan!" he roared, "but don't let his blood be on our heads!" He might as well have spoken to the wind which was roaring around them. The men were besides themselves, demented. They had reached the limit of their patience, and the wild passions surged within their breasts. In their eyes the cowardly deeds of Pritchen were without parallel. What dastardly tricks!
The rows of bowed heads in front of her were unseen; the altar, with its little wooden cross, flanked by the Ten Commandments in the Indian tongue, did not interest her as on other occasions, neither did the small mission harmonium, the delight of the natives, which had cost such an effort to bring to Klassan. She saw none of these.
So pleased was he with their faithfulness that he had sent him, Pritchen, all the way to Klassan to carry his message of good will, and to give a present to each one. He had only lately arrived, and would like as soon as possible to carry out the Great White Chief's command. If the Indians would come over to the store in the evening he would be pleased to distribute the presents.
He felt there was a strained feeling between the Indians and some of the miners; how deep he could not tell. Should Jennie commit this crime Pritchen's followers would be only too glad to wreak their revenge upon the few natives who were at Klassan. They would make the most of the deed, and no doubt draw with them the rest of the white men.
Well had the couriers performed their task of gathering the hundreds of natives together for their march to Klassan. It was a quaint, motley crowd, which one day broke up camp and filed out upon the narrow, winding trail.
With Constance leading, and the miners joining in the chorus, it was a time never to be forgotten at Klassan. Pritchen was a surly witness of this marvellous transformation. Regaining his feet, he tried to speak to his men. But they had forgotten him in the new excitement.
Though most of the newcomers had gathered at Klassan, some had drifted to Siwash Creek, where they had built themselves cabins and settled down to pass the long winter. At these men Pete and his companions looked somewhat askance, for they felt they were not of their class.
Once it was only Klassan; then the village over against him; now, the whole northland, with its numerous tribes of the wandering foot. Then the thought of his helplessness swept upon him. What was he to do? Only one man to carry on the great work. He must have help, men to man the field.
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