Marcus Whitman, M.D., the Pathfinder of the Pacific Northwest and Martyred Missionary of Oregon: A Sketch of His Life, Character, Work, Massacre, and MonumentUnion Print. Company, 1892 - 48 páginas |
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Página 3 - I came with one eye partly opened, for more light for my people, who sit in darkness. I go back with both eyes closed. How can I go back blind, to my blind people? I made my way to you with strong arms, through many enemies and strange lands, that I might carry back much to them. I go back with both arms broken and empty.
Página 4 - My people sent me to get the white man's Book of Heaven. You took me where you allow your women to dance, as we do not ours, and the Book was not there. You took me where they worship the Great Spirit with candles, and the Book was not there.
Página 4 - You make my feet heavy with burdens and gifts, and my moccasins will grow old in carrying them, but the Book is not among them. When I tell my poor, blind people after one more snow, in the big council, that I did not bring the Book, no word will be spoken by our old men or by our young braves.
Página 32 - WE see not, know not ; all our way Is night, — with Thee alone is day : From out the torrent's troubled drift, Above the storm our prayers we lift, Thy will be done ! The flesh may fail, the heart may faint, But who are we to make complaint, Or dare to plead, in times like these, The weakness of our love of ease ? Thy will be done...
Página 4 - Two old and venerable men of this party died in St. Louis, and I travelled...
Página 19 - It appeared to me quite remarkable that the Doctor could have made so many improvements since the year 1836; but the industry which crowded every hour of the day, his untiring energy of character, and the very efficient aid of his wife in relieving him in a great degree from the labors of the school...
Página 4 - When I first heard the report of the object of this extraordinary mission across the mountains, I could scarcely believe it ; but on conversing with General Clark on a future occasion, I was fully convinced of the fact...
Página 4 - Book is not among them. When I tell my poor blind people, after one more snow, in the big council, that I did not bring the Book, no word will be spoken by our old men or by our young braves. One by one they will rise up and go out in silence. My people will die in darkness, and they will go on the long path to the other hunting grounds. No white man will go with them, and no white man's Book to make the way plain. I have no more words.
Página 4 - You make my feet heavy with gifts and my moccasins will grow old in carrying them, yet the book is not among them. When I tell my poor blind people after one more snow, in the big council, that I did not bring the book, no word will be spoken by our old men or by our young braves. One by one they will rise up and go out in silence. My people will die in darkness, and they will go a long path to other hunting grounds. No white man will go with them, and no White Man's Book to make the way plain. I...
Página 19 - ... years one man without funds for such purposes, without other aid in that business than that of a fellow missionary at short intervals, should fence, plough, build, plant an orchard, and do all the other laborious acts of opening a plantation on the face of that distant wilderness...