WHEN missions were begun among the stupid Greenlanders, it seemed as hard to change them as it would be to melt the ice around the North Pole. They made fun of the missionaries. One stole a Bible and sewed the precious leaves together to make himself a coat. During preaching they would pretend to sleep, and snore, or drown the singing by beating drums. They stole the food and papers of the missionaries, stoned them, and when their food was gone, refused to sell them any. The Eskimos were dirty and low in their ways; the mothers licked their children instead of washing them, just as cats do kittens. At last the Gospel story touched the heart of one Eskimo, named Kayarnak. He drew near to the missionary, saying, "Tell it to me once more, for I, too, want to be saved." From that day Kayarnak's heart and life were changed. Daily he came to the missionary's hut, and sat, with tears rolling down his cheeks, listening to the stories of Jesus. The other Eskimos, seeing his changed life and actions, began to listen too. It must be a wonderful Book which had so changed him. They, too, wanted to be changed. Cruelty gave place to kindness. Sins were confessed, and forgiveness sought. They began to love and even to help others. Kayarnak became their teacher, and even taught the missionaries their language, and helped them to translate the Bible.—Selected.