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that he had no power to treat for Waller, always the Mission superintendent's most convenient scape-goat.

I would not present Jason Lee as a bad man, or as a good man becoming bad, or as worse now while tricking his eastern directors and cheating McLough lin out of his land, than while preaching at Fort Hail or seeking the salvation of the dying Indian children. He was the self-same person throughout, and grew wiser and better if anything as the years added ex- perience to his life. He was endeavoring to make the most of himself, to do the best for his country, whether laboring in the field of piety or patriotism; and it on abandoning the missionary work and engaging in that of empire-building he fell into ways called devious by business men, it must be attributed to that specious line of education which leads to the appropriation ot the Lord's earth by ministers of the Lord, m so tar as the power is given them. In all things he sought to do the best, and he certainly was doing better work, work more beneficial to mankind, and more praise- worthy, as colonizer, than he had formerly achieved as missionary. He had passed through his five years ot silence during which time Pythagoras had been wash- ing out his mind and clearing his brain of rubbish, and being now in a position to learn something, he was

fast learning it. .

While pretending so much concern over what he termed the obduracy of Waller, he was plotting deeply

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with the fur company.