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THE INDIAN BIBLE.
As Grandfather was a great admirer of the apostle Eliot, he was glad to comply with the earnest request which Laurence had made at the close of the last chapter.

So he proceeded to describe how good Mr.Eliot labored, while he was at work upon the Indian Bible.
My dear children, what a task would you think it, even with a long lifetime before you, were you bidden to copy every chapter, and verse, and word, in yonder family Bible! Would not this be a heavy toil?
But if the task were, not to write off the English Bible, but to learn a language utterly unlike all other tongues, a language which hitherto had never been learned, except by the Indians themselves, from their mothers' lips,--a language never written, and the strange words of which seemed inexpressible by letters,--if the task were, first to learn this new variety of speech, and then to translate the Bible into it, and to do it so carefully that not one idea throughout the holy book should be changed,--what would induce you to undertake this toil?
Yet this was what the apostle Eliot did.
It was a mighty work for a man, now growing old, to take upon himself.
And what earthly reward could he expect from it?
None; no reward on earth.

But he believed that the red men were the descendants of those lost tribes of Israel of whom history has been able to tell us nothing for thousands of years.

He hoped that God had sent the English across the ocean, Gentiles as they were, to enlighten this benighted portion of his once chosen race.