The devoted attention of the savages, given to every part of the ceremony, made it in a measure interesting.

There were hundreds of human beings believing in a Great Spirit, and anxious to offer him acceptable service; but how degraded in that service! How fallen from its high estate was the soul that God had made, when it stooped to worship the bones of animals, the senseless rock, the very earth that we stood upon! The aged man, trembling with feebleness, ready to depart to the spirit's land, weary with the weight of his infirmities--the warrior treading the earth with the pride of middle age--the young with nothing to regret and everything to look forward to,--all uniting in a worship which they ignorantly believe to be religion, but which we know to be idolatry.
I was glad to leave the scene, and turn towards the house of the Rev.
Mr.Pond, who lives near the spot where the feast was celebrated.

Here, pursuing his duties and studies, does this excellent man improve every moment of his time to the advantage of the Sioux.

Always ready to converse kindly with them in order to gain their confidence--giving medicine to the sick, and food to the hungry; doing all that lies in his power to administer to their temporal comfort, he labors to improve their condition as a people.

How can it better be done than by introducing the Christian religion among them?
This the missionaries are gradually doing; and did they receive proper assistance from government, and from religious societies, they would indeed go on their way rejoicing.
Placed under the government of the United States, these helpless, unhappy beings are dependent upon us for the means of subsistence, in a measure, and how much more for the knowledge of the true God?
Churches will soon rise where the odious feast and medicine dance are celebrated, but will the Indians worship there?
When the foundations of these churches are laid, the bones of the original owners of the country will be thrown out--but where will be the souls of those who were thrust out of their country and their rights to make way for us?
I have seen where literally two or three were met together--where in a distant country the few who celebrated the death of the Redeemer were assembled--where the beautiful service of our church was read, and the hearts that heard it responded to its animating truths.