He went freely among the Indians, endeavoring to win their good-will.

There were always fifty to an hundred visiting Indians at the village; sometimes, when the missionaries had advertised a special meeting, there were assembled in the shady maple grove as many as five hundred savages.

Jim had, therefore, opportunities to practice his offices of friendliness.
Fortunately for him, he at once succeeded in establishing himself in the good graces of Glickhican, the converted Delaware chief.

The wise old Indian was of inestimable value to Jim.

Early in their acquaintance he evinced an earnest regard for the young minister, and talked with him for hours.
From Glickhican Jim learned the real nature of the redmen.