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|     GOTTLOB.     |
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|   unulilanktok   |
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|       1816.      |
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|    angerarpok    |
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| 14 Septbr. 1878. |
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In 1867 he joined Daniel of Hopedale in an endeavour to evangelize the northern heathen, among whom his childhood had been spent.  After this he settled with his family at Hebron, but when Mr. and Mrs. Weitz commenced the station at Ramah in 1871 Gottlob volunteered to accompany them.  He and his family proved useful helpers of the missionary effort.  His wife Marianna was also born a heathen, and named Nukupjuna.  She is now a native helper at Hebron.  His daughter was exceedingly valuable as the schoolmistress, and when an organist was needed Nicholina fulfilled the office to the best of her ability by playing the melody with one finger on the very little harmonium, which still does duty at Ramah.  That was a simple service rendered in simplicity of spirit, yet in such a climate possibly attended with suffering.  A missionary sister lately resident at Hebron told me she had often played the organ there with a blister at the end of each finger, for the intense cold made the touch of the keys like contact with red-hot iron.  But to return to Gottlob.  For seven years he lived and laboured among his countrymen, from whom he had at times to bear obloquy on account of his Christian fidelity.  He died September 14th, 1878, and this is the comprehensive record of him in the Ramah Church book:  “In life and death Gottlob placed his whole trust in the crucified Saviour, in whom he found pardon, peace, and joy.”

LEAVING RAMAH.

Friday, September 14th.—­Came aboard last night for an early start; weighed our anchor about 6 o’clock this morning.  The wind was light and several of the natives towed us out of the bay in the ship’s boats.  Ere we started the resident missionaries brought their last batch of letters for Europe, and bade us farewell.  They had been writing most of the night.  Now the good folk will rest after the excitement and bustle of shiptime.  It will be a year before they have visitors again, unless it be a missionary brother from Hebron or Mr. MacLaren, the Hudsons Bay Company’s agent at Nachvak.

It was most interesting to move slowly out of the bay, passing point after point, each headland opening up new vistas of grand, snowy mountains at the heads of the bays southwards, whilst northwards the great cliff of the Ramah Hill looks down upon us.  Having brought the “Harmony” round the first point into more open water, where she can better avail herself of the occasional light puffs of wind, our Eskimoes came aboard for their breakfasts and presently rowed away in their boats.  They bade us a hearty “Aksunai” and went down the side evidently well pleased with their wages.  Nor were they sorry