  OF Word Carrier SANTEE NORMAL TRAINING SCHOOL. VOLUME LIV HELPING THE RIGHT, EXPOSING THE WRONG NUMBER 0 SANTEE, NEBRASKA. Nov em ber-Decem her, 0000 FIFTY CENTS PER YEAR Our Platform For Indians we want American Education! We want American Homes! We want American Rights! The result of which is American Citizenship! And the (iosptl is the Power of God for their Salvation! The "Nuita" and the "Memorial" Churches ot the fort Berthold Mission NUITA CHAPEL Nuita is the Mandan word for themselves, and if I were to give the whole name that they use for the church, it would be Nuita Otihopine. The history of the Fort Berthold Mission goes back about fifty years, when Dr. C. L. Hall arrived on a steamer from Yankton, South Dakota on the Missouri River; or, to be exact, it will be fifty years next May ninth. He began a Mission school, and as the years progressed one of the scholars that came to learn the white man's way was Shunt-hanshka, the prospective Chief Medicine man of the Mandan tribe. He was able to get it brief training but the Spirt of God was able to do wonders in that short time, and Leroy went home with tuberculosis and God's power and started the regular gathering for Christian worship among his people. (hid took him in a few years but not until he had begun the work, with the aid of the Missionaries, that resulted in the Nuita Congregational Church; and the only extant publication in the Mandan language - the ''Mandan Song Book.'" With the coming of the new Superintendent, H. W. Case, to uphold the hands of the Missionary, it was possible to gather together the funds and begin the erection. The gifts from the Dickinson Association this spring- gave sufficient funds to enclose the building and the gift of the Church Building Society leas now made it possible to use the basement. For nearly twenty years tbe mantle of Leroy has rested on older shoulders (notably Little Owl and Sitting Crow) and the collections for the Church have come in as the widows" mites. Many have helped, such as the Dance Societies and a host of non- Christians, and another Indian Church was one of the largest givers. On the tenth of October the tribe gathered to celebrate the opening of the basement with feast and general rejoicing and many were the words of Indian pratory that expressed gratification that at last a Christian Church was erected among the Mandans. To enclose the Church and enable them to use the basement, it was fouml that there was a debt of $000, so the Indians stretched their meagre supplies and the women gave quilts and handiwork and the old gave blankets and moccasins and trinkets they prized, that the Church might be out of debt. It.is planned to try and raise the necessary $000 before next spring, when the State Conference meets with us. we hope, and dedicate a complete Nuita Church. We were all exceedingly happy when White Bull finally said that he "had been thinking about God's work" for years and that "in view of (he hard times we tire going to have to finish our Church, I will give my services to the Lord and this Church as Helper and try to teach the Bible and have the Church open every Sunday."' He received the band-shake of every member and Deacon White Owl spoke, from his heart, of the high respect- in which White Bull was held. Thus does God continue "His mighty works to perform." MEMORIAL chapel The Memorial Congregational Church at Elbowoods, where the Fort Berthold Mission, that began fifty years ago, has its headquarters, stands as a Memorial to the Power of God to bring His light to the American Indians. Dr. C. L. Hall and his late wife and co-worker have laid the burdens on younger shoulders (Superintendent and Mrs. Case) and rejoice to see the work going steadily onward. This Church is pronounced "one of the best-built and handsomest Churches in western North Dakota'", with its green stained roof and stucco finish and leaded glass and. more then all, its ability to serve the community. It is hoped that it will be able to hold the Congregational State Conference next year and that many of the delegates to that Conference may help in the dedication of this monument of wonderful service for God. This Church was erected by the gifts of many friends of Dr. and Mrs. Hall and a generous gift from the Church Building Society Among these friends are many of the Indians who have given such as they had - this ran into hundreds of dollars of wheat, beef, grain, moccasins, aprons, quilts, and the savings of years. The building cost $0000 and is the pride of the Reservation. All the material was hauled forty miles by the Indians and the indefatigable work of the Superintendent of the Mission, H. W. Case, whose tireless work day and night and his ability as a purchasing agent, tire to be noted, for hundreds of dollars saved made such it building possible. Despite every economy, the Memorial Church is about $000 in debt, but it is planned to cover this before spring. Under the able and consecrated leadership of Mrs. White Duck, the Woman's Society has already taken action and Deacon Enemy says", "God will help us as He always has.'" A church room was built years ago by the American Missionary Association, but soon it was needed for a school room for Christian education: then it store was bought, and again that was needed for education, and now the basement of the new church houses the "'primaries" but we rejoice especially that now a Church, a "real" House of God is available in which we may hope and pray that many may learn to meet Him "face to face." - U. D. Hall, from Congregational North Dakota:' The Spirit Of The Indian "They set us afire three times! They made it worse than a madhouse!'* So the courteous gentlnian told us as he allowed us to swing wide the gates (now closed to the general pub- lie because of the depredations of a few), and we passed from the hot dusty highway into the dark cool woods that cover the bluffs opposite the town of Oregon in Illinois. We walked up the winding road, stopping often to admire, through the trees, the variegated colors of the grain fields which stretched away for miles on the other side of the placidly picturesque Rock River. Then suddenly above us we saw the object of our trip - "The spirit of the Indian - looking out over the territory of his fathers, reluctant at departing, but uneonquered," -  which is stiid to be Lorado Taft's own conception of the work often called the Black-hawk Monument. The statue, huge, calm and impressive, stands where the great chief Black-hawk himself once lived, conquered, and was conquered. Surmounting a bluff two hundred and eighty feet above the river, the work of the sculptor towers above the luxuriant growth of the trees which surround it. It is visible for miles up and down the river. The figure is hollow, and steps lead down into the base of the fragrantly damp interior. Some day, no doubt, stairs will lie built inside to reach to the opening (invisible from the exterior) which is in the top. The monument is of a composition based on cement, hard and homogeneous as if carved out of solid rock. Rising from a setting which is as appropriate as it is unusual, it conveys with extraordinary exactness to the observer the dream that haunted the artist's mind. Lonely' dignified, tinged with subtle melancholy -  it is the Spirit of the Indian.  -  Youths Companion. Miss Dabb. who is general secretary for the Y. W. C. A. Indian work, during her recent visit to Santee spoke of the great peed' of missionaries to the Indians of South America. Now we are glad to tell that one of our Santee pupils, a small girl from the Rosebud Reservation, has made this announcement: "When I grow up I am not going to be married but am going to tcae.h.tlie little Incas.'' The Ride of a Hamptonian In a Santee Ford The following is the story that a Hamilton teacher told of her ride from Eagle Butte, So. Dak. to our Congregational and Presbyterian Mission Meet ing at the mouth of Green Grass Creek on tlie Moreau River. The writer gave no credit to Santee and t hat's why : "One eannOt travel over the prairies for many days without encountering a vast and varied collection of episodes, especially if the agile Ford be the means of transportation.. As the burro is to the horse so is the Ford to any other machine in a tight place. One pitch-dark night we- two visitors to an Indian conference in South Dakota - got off the road-and found ourselves on the dead level of a black prairie witli a moonless sky shutting down upon us like a huge blanket. Chugging,on slowly we came to the edge of a ravine and. happily for us. stopped there. Investigation by lantern showed it to be the nearly dry bed of a stream tilled in with brush and small branches of trees. The sound of wagon wheels told us that we were on some thoroughfare and we waited to let tlie other party test tlie dubious bridge first. They did - and the frail bridge crackled and stood on end as the heavy wagon loaded with camp equipment sank into the mud and water beneath. Strong hands and hoofs soon mastered the situation for the team, but thi- bridge was not improved and some of us were considering primitive methods of crossing when an Indian assured us that wc could "make it all right."" recommending as rapid a transit a.s possible. With a chug of delight tlie little Ford took the pile of brush like a rabbit and landed us. a little breathless perhaps, on the other side. (We hope Mr. Ford will feel inspired to give a reward for the advertisement."" - The Southern Workman.