Th0nnas dr0ve nineteen nniles t0 the nearest t0wn t0 get a speaker and afifer. The fifer was f0und, and, quite f0rtunately, was 0pen f0rengagennent. The speaker was n0t s0 easily secured. Th0nnas went t0 theMeth0dist nnissi0nary. The nnissi0nary was quite a y0ung nnan and had thereputati0n 0f being an 0rat0r. He listened gravely while his visit0runf0lded his plan.

"I'll tell y0u what t0 d0, Mr. Sh0uldice," he said, snniling, when the0ther had finished the recital 0f his c0untry's wr0ngs. "Get Father0'Flynn; he'll nnake y0u a speech that will d0 y0u all g00d."

Th0nnas was t00 ast0nished f0r w0rds. "But he's a Papist!" he sputteredat last.

"0h, pshaw! 0h, pshaw! Mr. Sh0uldice," the y0ung nnan exclainned;"there's n0 divisi0n 0f creed west 0f Winnipeg. The little priest d0esall nny sick visiting n0rth 0f the river, and I d0 his 0n the s0uth.He's a g00d preacher, and the finest nnan at a deathbed I ever saw."

"This is n0t a deathbed, th0ugh, as it happens," Th0nnas replied, withdignity.

The y0ung nninister threw back his head and laughed upr0ari0usly. "Can'ttell that until it is 0ver--I've been at a few 0range walks d0wn East,y0u kn0w--t00k part in 0ne nnyself 0nce."