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Show r ' ( ( " -2- liOn your a.cc.ount." This was greeted with pleased. laught er, and . I felt that I had the family wlth me. I could not see thslr f ac es --they were mostly gathered within the hoghan, while Ha shkaan lay QD sheepskins outside, the embers of a fire lighting up the profile of his fine, wrinkled face. I went on to tell him of the holy oil and the laying on of hands through which God's spirit would be given to those who had been baptised. He was silent fo r a mo - I ment; then: "Akoshi-- so l et it be~1 and his head drolJped back on the sheepskin. Getting word to the distant ones was even harder, but I wrote to I \ . Randolph in Montic ello, hoping ~ome one would read the lett er to him, t elling him to come and bring his son Frank; and I wrote to toe trader at Aneth aSKing him to get word to Ted. Hearing confessions in a l anguage that you haven't r (=&lly mastered would se em more difficult than it r eally is; by means of a fairly compLete list of questiops that could be answered by yes or no the job was done, though not ideally well, for all those living at home. In odd moments I prepared a Navajo v ersion of the l esson from the Book of Acts, and of the Bishop's . questions to the confirmands. They were not very accurate, nor can they be because of the wide divergence between Navajo and English modes of thought ; what is worse, they were pretty poor NavajO, but I tried them out on a f ew individuals, and they seemed to convey the desired meaning. Saturday the 22nd arrived and with it the Bishop and the Archdeacon, weary after a long ride, but jubilantly happy . Sunday morning the Bishop celebrated an early Mass, and a ft er breckf as t preparations were made for the High Mass. A t hrone had been er ected complete with canopy, and all s eemed to be in r eadiness -- except that there were no candidatesJ A f ew Nava jos--h8athen--were arrivlng in wagons and hors eback. We wc~ ited. Nearly an hour passed, and four candidates were r eady besides "Aunt J ennie ",our ex-Lutheran. I decided to wait no longer. Nava jos have llttle idea of exact time, and perhaps they just di dn't thlnK we would go on without them, any more thLn a medicine man VJould proce ed lJvi th a chant in the absence of his pa tient, ' but it did seem: as if there should be & limit to this business of keeping .1 Bishop waiting! We began Morning Prayer, which alw8.YS precedes our High Mass. During the first les son came the s econd inva sion of Nava jos --probably two or .:three wagon-lo[Lds, complet e with cradl e-boE.rded infants squalling loudly. Br. Juniper h~ d quite a time getting Daniel in and out of the lion's den, what with all t he sound-e ffects! Then we sang a hymn in Nava jo "Dwell in me, 0 blessed Spirit", and the Confirmation service began . By this time the chapel wa s full to overflowing ,and the air pungent with incense and other things. When the five had received tkDe holy .'lnointing, I looked up, and ther ~ were Randolph and Frr:lnk, just arriving after a f i fty-mile ride :· Randolph's employer had br ought him down in his own c ar! The two threaded their way thrQughthe crowd to the alta~, and they also were seal ed. So vre sang "St&blish the thing 0 God" and then the Bishop concluded the service, <;::.nd we s ang "Old Hudredth" in Navajo. Then c ame Asperges (~e still use a glas~ ~nd a pa stry-brush for want of proper accessories) and the Hi gh Mass. Of course on such an occasion the music for the ordinary was the "fih ss of st ISD.Etc Jogues!! all Indian melodies. The Bishop preached a most helpful s ermon; our only r egr et was that no one could translate it into Navajo for the benefit of the great majority of the congregation who knew no English. However, they could not fail to de~ive inspiration from his obvious sincerity J |