Life and labors of Rt. Rev. Frederic Baraga: first bishop of Marquette, Mich., to which are added short sketches of the lives and labors of other Indian missionaries of the Northwest

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M. H. Wiltzius, 1900 - Indians of North America - 476 pages
 

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OCLC Number: 15513058
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Baraga, Frederic, -- 1797-1868.
Indians of North America -- Missions.
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Page 262 - Grace be to you and peace from God the Father, and from our Lord Jesus Christ, who gave himself for our sins, that he might deliver us from this present evil world, according to the will of God and our Father; to whom be glory for ever and ever.
Page 477 - This preservation photocopy was made and hand bound at BookLab, Inc. in compliance with copyright law. The paper, Weyerhaeuser Cougar Opaque Natural, meets the requirements of ANSI/NISO Z39.48-1992 (Permanence of Paper).
Page 90 - Amen I say to you, as long as you did it to one of these my least brethren, you did it to me.
Page 37 - ... his burial, he told them that it was the place of his last repose. They wished, however, to pass on, as the weather permitted it, and the day was not far advanced ; but God raised a contrary wind, which obliged them to return and enter the river pointed out by Father Marquette.
Page 288 - With peaceful mind thy race of duty run : God nothing does, or suffers to be done, But what thou wouldst thyself, if thou couldst see Through all events of things as well as he.
Page 311 - Wherefore, brethren, look ye out among you seven men of honest report, full of the Holy Ghost and wisdom, whom we may appoint over this business. But we will give ourselves continually to prayer, and to the ministry of the word.
Page 31 - I thank thee, Blackgown, and thee, Frenchman,' addressing M. Jollyet, 'for taking so much pains to come and visit us; never has the earth been so beautiful, nor the sun so bright, as today; never has our river been so calm, nor so free from rocks, which your canoes have removed as they passed; never has our tobacco had so fine a flavor, nor our corn appeared so beautiful as we behold it today. Here is my son, that I give thee, that thou mayest know my heart.
Page 38 - In fine, he promised not to forget them in heaven, and as he was very kind-hearted, and knew them to be worn out with the toil of the preceding days, he bade them go and take a little rest, assuring them that his hour was not yet so near, but that he would wake them when it was time, as in fact he did, two or three hours after, calling them when about to enter his agony. When they came near he embraced them for the last time, while they melted in tears at his feet ; he then asked for the...
Page 257 - But look at this post to which are fixed the arms of the great chief of France, whom we call King. He lives across the sea.
Page 37 - They then carried him ashore, kindled a little fire, and raised for him a wretched bark cabin, where they laid him as little uncomfortably as they could; but they were so overcome by sadness, that, as they afterwards said, they did not know what they were doing.

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