More than 600 miles north and almost 1,000 miles east of New York City lie the grim rocks of Labrador. In Labrador's brief summer they are spangled with bluebells and red fireweed, but nine months of the year they are choked with ice. The 4,500 natives, mostly of Anglo-Saxon descent, spend their lives catching codfish, huddle together, like wild birds, in bleak villages with names like Run-By-Chance or Port Disappointment. Sir Wilfred Thomason Grenfell, whose adopted home it was, called it, as explorers did. "the land God gave to Cain."
Wilfred Grenfell spent his boyhood on the Sands of Dee near...
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