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 LIFE, HISTOEY, AID TRAVELS, 
 
 OF 
 
 KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH 
 
 (GEORGE COPWAY), 
 
 A YOUNG INDIAN CHIEF OF THE OJEBWA NATION, 
 
 A CONVERT TO THE CHRISTIAN FAITH, AND A MISSIONARY 
 TO HIS PEOPLE FOR TWELVE YEARS ; 
 
 WITH A 
 
 SKETCH OF THE PRESENT STATE OF THE OJEBWA NATION, 
 
 IN KEGARD TO 
 
 CHRISTIANITY AND THEIR FUTURE PROSPECTS. 
 ALSO AN APPEAL; 
 
 WITH ALL THE NAMES OF THE CHIEFS NOW LIVING, WHO HAVE 
 
 BEEN CHRISTIANIZED, AND THE MISSIONARIES NOW 
 
 LABORING AMONG THEM. 
 
 WRITTEN BY HIMSELF. 
 
 ALBANY : 
 
 PRINTED BY WEED AND PARSONS. 
 
 1847. 
 

 Entered according to Acl of Congress, on the 9lli day of December, IS46, 
 
 BV GEORGE COPWAV, 
 
 In the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the Northern Distiict of the State of 
 New- York. 
 
TO 
 
 THE CLERGY AND LAITY 
 
 O I' THE 
 
 AMERICAN AND BRITISH DOMINIONS, 
 
 THIS BRIEF 
 
 HISTORY OP A CHILD OF THE FOREST, 
 
 AND OF 
 
 HIS NATION, 
 
 IS MOST RESPECTFULLY AND AFFECTIONATELY 
 
 INSCRIBED 
 
 BY 
 
 T H F. AUTHOR. 
 
CONTENTS. 
 
 PAGE. 
 
 Preface, 5 
 
 CHAPTER I. Early life; Woods; Gods; Ojebwa Nation, etc 7 
 
 " II. Customs; Father and Mother ; Religion of Ojebwas, 23 
 
 " III. Spirits; Ojebwa Worship ; Description, etc 36 
 
 " IV. Omens ; Dreams ; Anecdote ; Devil's Spittle, 48 
 
 " V. Traditions; Indians and Jews ; Migration; Councils, 55 
 
 " VI. Description of Rice Lake ; Rice ; Fish ; Village, etc. 65 
 
 " VII. Missionaries first visit ; Conversion ; Camp Meeting, 70 
 " VIII. My Mother's conversion and happy death ; Grief, . . 78 
 " IX. My Conversion ; Beauty of Nature ; Lake Superior, 83 
 " X. Kewav^enon Mission ; Work Spread; Old Anna,.. 93 
 
 " XI. Travels to La Pointe; Ottawa Lake; Battle Grounds, 106 
 " XII. Sent to School, 111., two years ; New-York; Boston, 117 
 " XIII. Return to Canada; Revivals; Cliristmas; New- Year, 136 
 
 " XIV. Wisconsin; Mississippi; Sufferings, 164 
 
 " XV. Travels to Canada ; Presbyterian Missionaries ; Tri- 
 als; Paid by Government; Journey to Toronto, 179 
 " XVI. General Council ; Speeches ; Order ; Documents, 
 etc.; Manual Labor School; Plan, or Remedy 
 
 for the preservation of the different tribes, 188 
 
 " XVII. Geographical Sketch of the Ojebwa Nation; Mis- 
 sions ; Presbyterians ; Methodists ; Baptists ; Ap- 
 peal to Christians in America, 203 
 
VI. CONTENTS. 
 
 PAGE. 
 
 1 . Chippewas on the River Thames, 207 
 
 2. Chippewas at Amherstburg, 208 
 
 3. Chippewas of St. Clair, 209 
 
 4. Chippewas at Walpole Island, 210 
 
 5. Chippewas of the River Credit, 210 
 
 6. Chippewas of Alnwick, 211 
 
 7. Chippewas at Rice Lake, 212 
 
 8. Chippewas at Mud Lake, 212 
 
 9. Chippewas at Balsam Lake, 213 
 
 1 0. Chippewas of Rama, 213 
 
 11. Chippewas of Beausoliel Island, Matchadisk Bay, Lake Huron, 214 
 
 12. Chippewas of Snake Island, Lake Simcoe, 215 
 
 13. Chippewas of Saugeeng (Lake Huron), 215 
 
 14. Chippewas of Big Bay, in Owen's Sound, Lake Huron, 216 
 
 15. Chippewas and others, in the Township of Bedford, 216 
 
A WORD TO THE READER. 
 
 It would be presumptuous in one, who has but recently been 
 brought out of a wild and savage state ; and who has since 
 received but three years' schooling, to undertake, without any 
 assistance, to publish to the world a work of any kind. It is 
 but a few years since I began to speak the English language. 
 An unexpected opportunity occurred of submitting my manu- 
 script to a friend, who has kindly corrected all serious grammati- 
 cal errors, leaving the unimportant ones wholly untouched, that 
 my own style may be exhibited as truly as possible. The 
 public, the printers, and myself, are indebted to him for his 
 kind aid, and he has my most sincere thanks. The Printers, 
 also, will accept my hearty thanks for their kind indulgence in 
 affording me every facility in their power, in bringing out the 
 work in so short a time, and for * getting it up ' with so much 
 neatness. The language (except in a few short sentences), the 
 plan, and the arrangement are all my own ; and I am whol- 
 ly responsible for all the statements, and the remaining de- 
 fects. My work is now accomplished ; and I am too well 
 aware of the many faults which are still to be found therein. 
 Little could I imagine, that I should have to contend with so 
 
VII. A WORD TO THE READER. 
 
 many obstacles. All along, have I felt my great deficiency ; 
 and my inadequacy for such an undertaking. I would fain 
 hope, however, that the kind Reader will throw the mantle of 
 charity over errors of every kind. I am a stranger in a strange 
 land ! And often, when the sun is sinking in the western sky, 
 I think of my former home ; my heart yearns for the loved of 
 other days, and tears flow like the summer rain. How the 
 heart of the wanderer and pilgrim, after long years of absence, 
 beats, and his eyes fill, as he catches a glance at the hills of 
 his nativity, and reflects upon the time when he pressed the 
 lips of a Mother, or Sister, now cold in death. Should I live, 
 this painful pleasure will yet be mine. Blessed be the Lord, 
 who hath helped me hitherto." 
 
 KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH, 
 
 ALIAS 
 
 GEORGE COPWAY- 
 
 Albany, January, 1847. 
 
PREFACE. 
 
 In presenting my life to the public, I do so 
 with the greatest diffidence, and at the earnest 
 solicitation of numerous friends. I am an In- 
 dian, and am well aware of the difficulties I 
 have to encounter to win the favorable notice of 
 the white man. Yet one great object prompts 
 me to persevere, and that is, that I may, in con- 
 nection with my life, present the present state 
 and prospects of my poor countrymen — feeling 
 that the friends of humanity may still labor and 
 direct their benevolence to those who were once 
 the lords of the land on which the white man 
 lives — and assist in rescuing them from an un- 
 tiniely and unchristian grave. 
 
 I have noticed some of our prominent chiefs 
 now living; the missionaries laboring amongst 
 my people; the extent of the missionary field; 
 
O PREFACE. 
 
 and an appeal to all who feel interested in the 
 welfare of the Indian race. 
 
 If ever I see the day when my people shall 
 hecome happy and prosperous, I shall then feel 
 great and lasting pleasure, which will more than 
 repay me for the pain, both of body and mind, 
 which I have endured for the last twelve years. 
 My motto is — " 3Iij poor People.''^ 
 
 In all my crooked paths, I have endeavored to 
 mean well. I thank my friends for their kind 
 gifts and wishes. Yet still as much, and more, 
 remains to be accomplished. 
 
 Pray for us - — that religion and science may lead 
 us on to intelligence and virtue; that we may 
 imitate the good white man, who, like the eagle, 
 builds its nest on the top of some high rock — 
 science ; that we may educate our children, and 
 turn their minds to God. Help us, O help us to 
 live — and teach us to die a christian's death, 
 that our spirits may mingle with the blessed 
 above. 
 
 KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 
 
THE LIFE OF 
 
 KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 
 
 CHAPTER I. 
 
 The Christian will no doubt feel for my poor 
 people, when he hears the story of one brought 
 from that unfortunate race called the Indians. 
 The lover of humanity will be glad to see that 
 that once powerful race can be made to enjoy 
 the blessings of life. 
 
 What was once impossible — or rather thought 
 to he- — is made possible through my experience. 
 I have made many close observations of men, 
 and things around me ; but, I regret to say, that 
 I do not think I have made as good use of my 
 opportunities as I might have done. It will be 
 seen that I know but little ^ — yet O how precious 
 that little!' — I would rather loose my right hand 
 than be deprived of it. 
 
8 THE LIFE OF 
 
 I loved the woods, and the chase. I had the 
 nature for it, and gloried in nothing else. The 
 mind for letters was in me, but was asleep, till the 
 dawn of Christianity arose, and awoke the sluni'- 
 hers of the soul into energy and action. 
 
 You will see that I served the imaginary gods 
 of my poor hlind father. I was out early and late 
 in quest of the favors of the Mon-e-doos (spirits), 
 who, it was said, were numerous — who filled the 
 air ! At early dawn I watched the rising of the 
 palace of the Great Spirit ■ — the sun — who, it was 
 said, made the world! 
 
 Early as I can recollect, I was taught that 
 it was the gift of the many spirits to be a good 
 hunter and warrior; and much of my time I de- 
 voted in search of their favors. On the moun- 
 tain top, or along the valley, or the water brook, 
 I searched for some kind intimation from the spi- 
 rits who made their residence in the noise of 
 the water falls. 
 
 I dreaded to hear the voice of the angry spirit 
 in the gathering clouds. I looked v/ith anxiety 
 to catch a glimpse of the wings of the Great 
 Spirit, who shrouded himself in rolling white 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 9 
 
 and dark clouds ■ — ^who, with his wings, fan- 
 ned the earth, and laid low the tall pines and 
 hemlock in his course — ■ who rode in whirlwinds 
 and tornadoes, and plucked the trees from their 
 woven roots ■ — who chased other gods from his 
 course — who drove the Bad Spirit from the sur- 
 face of the earth, down to the dark caverns of 
 the deep. Yet he was a kind spirit. My father 
 taught me to call that spmt Ke-sha-mon-e-doo — 
 Benevolent spirit — for his ancestors taught him 
 no other name to give to that spirit who made 
 the earth, with all its variety and smiling beauty. 
 His benevolence I saw in the running of the 
 streams, for the animals to quench their thirst 
 and the fishes to live; the fruit of the earth 
 teemed wherever I looked. Every thing I saAv 
 smilingly said Ke-sha-mon-e-doo nin-ge-oo-she-ig 
 — the Benevolent spirit made me. 
 
 Where is he ? My father pointed to the sun. 
 What is his will concerning me, and the rest of 
 the Indian race? This was a question that I 
 found no one could answer, until a beam from 
 heaven shone on my pathway, which was very 
 dark, when first I saw that there was a true hea- 
 
10 THE LIFE OF 
 
 ven — not in the far-setting sun, where the In- 
 dian anticipated a rest, a home for his spirit — 
 but in the bosom of the Highest. 
 
 I view my life like the mariner on the wide 
 ocean, without a compass, in the dark night, as 
 he watches the heavens for the north star, which 
 his eye having discovered, he makes his way 
 amidst surging seas, and tossed by angry billows 
 into the very jaws of death, till he arrives safely 
 anchored at port. I have been tossed Avith hope 
 and fear in this life ; no star-light shone on my 
 way, until the men of God pointed me to a Star 
 in the East, as it arose with all its splendor and 
 glory. It v/as the Star of Bethlehem. I could 
 now say in the language of the poet — 
 
 " Once on the raging seas I rode, 
 
 The storm was loud, the night was dark ; 
 The ocean yawned, and rudely blowed 
 
 The wind that tossed my foundered bark." 
 
 Yes, I hope to sing some day in the realms of 
 bliss — 
 
 " It was my guide, my light, my all f 
 It bade my dai-k foreboding cease ; 
 And through the storms and danger's thrawl, 
 It led me to the port of peace." 
 
 I have not the happiness of being able to refer 
 to written records in narrating the history of my 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 11 
 
 forefathers ; but I can reveal to the world what 
 has long been laid up in my memory; so that 
 when "I go the way of all the earth," the crook- 
 ed and singular paths which I have made in the 
 world, may not only be a warning to others, but 
 may inspire them with a trust in God. And not 
 only a warning and a trust, but also that the world 
 d may learn that there once lived such a man as 
 Kah-ge-ga-gah-bowh, when they read his griefs 
 and his joys. 
 
 My parents were of the Ojebwa nation, who 
 lived on the lake back of Cobourg, on the shores 
 of Lake Ontario, Canada West. The lake called 
 Rice Lake, where there was a great quantity of 
 wild rice, and much game of different kinds, 
 before the whites cleared away the woods, where 
 the deer and the bear then resorted. 
 
 My father and mother were taught the religion 
 of their nation. My father became a medicine 
 man in the early part of his life, and always had 
 by him the implements of war, which generally 
 distinguish our head men. He was as good a 
 hunter as any in the tribe. Very few brought 
 more furs than he did in the spring. Every 
 
12 THE LIFE OF 
 
 spring they returned from their hunting grounds. 
 The Ojebwas each claimed, and claim to this 
 day, hunting grounds, riyers, lakes, and whole 
 districts of country. No one hunted on each 
 other's ground. My father had the northern fork 
 of the river Trent, above Bellmont lake. 
 
 My great-grandfather was the first who ven- 
 tured to settle at Rice Lake, after the Ojebwa na- 
 tion defeated the Hurons, who once inhabited all 
 the lakes in Western Canada, and who had a 
 large village just on the top of the hUl of the An- 
 derson farm, (which was afterwards occupied by 
 the Ojebwas,) and which furnished a magnificent 
 view of the lakes and surrounding country. He 
 was of the Crane tribe, i. e. had a crane for his to- 
 tem — coat o/* arms— which now forms the totem 
 of the villagers, excepting those who have since 
 come amongst us from other villages by intermar- 
 riage, for there was a law that no one was to 
 marry one of the same totem, for all considered 
 each other as being related. He must have been a 
 daring adventurer — a warrior — for no one would 
 have ventured to go and settle down on the land 
 from which they had just driven the Hurons, 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 13 
 
 whom the Ojebwas conquered and reduced, un- 
 less he was a great hero. It is said that he lived 
 about the islands of Rice Lake, secreting himself 
 from the enemy for several years, until some others 
 came and joined him, when they formed a settle- 
 ment on one of the islands. He must have been 
 a great hunter, for this was one of the principal 
 inducements that made him venture there, for 
 there must have been abundance of game of 
 every kind. The Ojebwas are called, here and 
 all around, Massissaugays, because they came 
 from Me-sey Sah-gieng, at the head of Lake Hu- 
 ron, as you go up to Sault St. Marie falls. 
 
 Here he lived in jeopardy — with his life in his 
 hand — enduring the unpleasant idea that he 
 lived in the land of bones — amidst the gloom, 
 which shrouded the once happy and populous 
 village of the Hurons ; here their bones lay broad- 
 cast around his wigwam; where, among these 
 woods once rang the war cry of the Hurons, echo- 
 ing along the valley of the river Trent, but whose 
 sinewed arms now laid low, with their badges 
 and arms of war, in one common grave, near 
 the residence of Peter Anderson, Esq. Their 
 
14 THE LIFE OF 
 
 graves, forming a hillock, are now all that remain 
 of this once powerful nation. Their bones, gun 
 barrels, tomahaAvks, war spears, large scalping 
 knives, are yet to be found there. This must 
 have taken place soon after the formation of the 
 settlement in Quebec. 
 
 The Crane tribe became the sole proprietors of 
 this part of the Ojebwa land ; the descendants of 
 this tribe will continue to wear the distinguish- 
 ing sign; except in a few instances, the chiefs 
 are of this tribe. 
 
 My grandfather lived here about this time, and 
 held some friendly intercourse with the whites. 
 My father here learned the manners, customs, and 
 worship of the nation. He, and others, became 
 acquainted with the early settlers, and have ever 
 been friendly with the whites. And I know the 
 the day when he used to shake the hand of the 
 white man, and, very friendly, the white man 
 would say, " take some whiskey J' When he saw 
 any hungering for venison, he gave them to eat ; 
 and some, in return for his kindness, have repaid 
 him after they became good and great farmers. 
 
 My mother was of the Eagle tribe ; she was a 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 15 
 
 sensible woman; she was as good a hunter as 
 any of the Indians ; she could shoot the deer, and 
 the ducks fl3dng", as well as they. Nature had 
 done a great deal for her, for she was active ; and 
 she was much more cleanly than the majority of 
 our women in those days. She lived to see the 
 day when most of her children were given up to 
 the Lord in christian baptism ; while she experi- 
 enced a change of heart, and the fullness of God 
 in man, for she lived daily in the enjoyment of 
 God's favors. I will speak more of her at a proper 
 time, respecting her life and happy death. 
 
 My father still lives; he is from sixty-five to 
 seventy years old, and is one of the chiefs of Rice 
 Lake Indian Village. He used to love fire-water 
 before he was converted to God, but now lives in 
 the enjoyment of religion, and he is happy with- 
 out the devil's spittle — lohiskeij. If Christianity 
 had not come, and the grace of God had not 
 taken possession of his heart, his head would soon 
 have been laid low beneath the fallen leaves of 
 the forest, and I, left, in my youthful days, an 
 orphan. But to God be all the praise for his time- 
 ly deliverance. 
 
16 THE LIFE OF 
 
 The reader will see that I cannot boast of an 
 exalted parentage, nor trace th§ past history to 
 some renowned warrior in days of yore, but let 
 the above suffice. My fathers were those who 
 endured much ; who first took possession of the 
 conquered lands of the Hurons. 
 
 I was born in nature's wide dojnain ! The trees 
 were all that sheltered my infant limbs — the blue 
 heavens all that covered me. T am one of na- 
 ture's children ; I have always admired her ; she 
 shall be my gloiy; her features — her robes, and 
 the wreath about her brow — the seasons — her 
 stately oaks, and the evergreen — her hair — ring- 
 lets over the earth, all contribute to my enduring 
 love of her ; and wherever I see her, emotions of 
 pleasure roll in my breast, and swell and burst 
 like waves on the shores of the ocean, in prayer 
 and praise to Him, who has placed me in her 
 hand. It is thought great to be born in palaces, 
 surrounded with wealth — but to be born in na- 
 ture's wide domain is greater still ! 
 
 I was born sometime in the fall of 1818, near 
 
 the mouth of the river Trent, called in our lan- 
 
 v guage, Sah-ge-dah-we-ge-wah-noong, while my 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 17 
 
 father and mother were attending the annual dis- 
 tribution of the presents from the goverrmient to 
 the Indians. I was the third of our family ; a 
 brother and sister being older, both of whom died. 
 My brother died without the knowledge of the 
 Saviour, but my sister experienced the power of 
 the loving grace of God. One brother, and two 
 step-brothers, are still alive. 
 
 I remember the tall trees, and the dark woods 
 
 — the swamp just by, where the little wren sang 
 so melodiously after the going down of the sun 
 in the west — the current of the broad river Trent 
 
 — the skipping of the fish, and the noise of the 
 rapids a little above. It was here I first saw the 
 fight ; a little fallen-down shelter, made of ever- 
 greens, and a few dead embers, the remains of 
 the last fire that shed its genial warmth around, 
 were all that marked the spot. When I last vi- 
 sited it, nothing but fur poles stuck in the ground, 
 and they were leaning on account of decay. Ls 
 this dear spot, made green by the tears of me- 
 mory, any less enticing and hallowed than the 
 palaces where princes are born ? I would much 
 more glory in this birth-place, with the broad ca- 
 
18 THE UFE OF 
 
 nopy of heaven above me, and the giant arms of 
 the forest trees for my shelter, than to be born in 
 palaces of marble, studded with pillars of gold ! 
 Nature will be nature still, while palaces shall 
 decay and fall in ruins. Yes, Niagara will be 
 Niagara a thousand years hence ! the rainbow, 
 a wreath over her brow, shall continue as long as 
 the sun, and the flowing of the river! "While 
 the work of art, however impregnable, shall in 
 atoms fall. 
 
 Our wigwam we always carried with us wher- 
 ever we went. It was made in the following 
 manner: Poles were cut about fifteen feet long; 
 three with crotches at the end, which were stuck 
 in the ground some distance apart, the upper 
 ends meeting, and fastened with bark ; and then 
 other poles were cut in circular form and bound 
 round the first, and then covered with plaited 
 reeds, or sewed birch bark, leaving an opening on 
 top for the smoke to escape. The skins of ani- 
 mals formed a covering for a gap, which answered 
 for a door. The family all seated tailor-fashion 
 on mats. In the fall and winter they were gene- 
 rally made more secure, for the purpose of keep- 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 19 
 
 ing out the rain and cold. The covering of our 
 wigwam was always carried by my mother, when- 
 ever we went through the woods. In the sum- 
 mer it was easier and pleasanter to move about 
 from place to place, than in the winter. In the 
 summer we had birch bark canoes, and with these 
 we traveled very rapidly and easily. In the win- 
 ter every thing was carried upon the back. I 
 have known some Indians to carry a whole deer — 
 not a small one, but a buck. If an Indian could 
 hft up his pack off the ground by means of his 
 arms, it was a good load, not too light nor too 
 heavy. I once carried one hundred and ninety- 
 six weight of flour, tv/elve pounds of shot, five 
 pounds of coffee, and some sugar, about a quarter 
 of a mile, without resting — the flour was in two 
 bags. It felt very heavy. This was since I tra- 
 veled "svith the missionaries, in going over one of 
 the portages in the west. 
 
 Our summer houses were made like those in 
 gardens among the whites, except that the skele- 
 ton is covered with bark. 
 
 The hunting grounds of the Indians were se- 
 cured by right, a law and custom among them- 
 
20 THE LIFE OF 
 
 selves. No one was allowed to hunt on another's 
 land, without invitation or permission. If any 
 person was found trespassing on the ground of 
 another, all his things were taken from him, ex- 
 cept a hand full of shot, powder sufficient to serve 
 him in going straight home, a gun, a tomahawk, 
 and a knife ; all the fur, and other things, were 
 taken from him. If he were found a second time 
 trespassing, all his things were taken away from 
 him, except food sufficient to suhsist on while go- 
 ing home. And should he still come a third time 
 to trespass on the same, or another man's hunting 
 grounds, his nation, or tribe, are then informed 
 of it, who take up his case. If still he disobey, he 
 is banished from his tribe. 
 
 My father's hunting ground was at the head of 
 Crow River, a branch of the River Trent, north 
 of the Prince Edward District, Canada West. 
 There are two branches to this river — one belongs 
 to George Poudash, one of the principal chiefs of 
 our nation ; the other to my father ; and the Crow 
 River belongs to another chief by the name of 
 John Crow. During the last war the Indians did 
 not hunt or fish much for nearly six years, and 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 21 
 
 at the end of that time there were large quantities 
 of beaver, otter, minks, lynx, fishes, &c. 
 
 These hunting grounds abound with rivers and 
 lakes; the face of the country is swampy and 
 rocky; the deer and the bear abound in these 
 woods ; part of the surrendered territory is includ- 
 ed in it. In the year 1818, 1,800,000 acres of it 
 were surrendered to the British government. For 
 how much, do you ask ? For $2,960 per annum ! 
 What a great sum for British generosity ! 
 
 Much of the back country still remains unsold, 
 and I hope the scales will be removed from the 
 eyes of my poor countrymen, that they may see 
 the robberies perpetrated upon them, before they 
 surrender another foot of territory. 
 
 From these lakes and rivers come the best furs 
 that are caught in Western Canada. Buyers of fur 
 get large quantities from here. They are then 
 shipped to New- York city, or to England. When- 
 ever fruit is plenty, bears are also plenty, and 
 there is much bear hunting. Before the whites 
 came amongst us, the skins of these animals 
 served for clothing ; they are now sold from three 
 to eight dollars a piece. 
 
22 THE LIFE OF 
 
 My father generally took one or two families 
 with him when he went to hmit; all were to 
 hunt, and place their gains into one common 
 stock till spring (for they were often out all win- 
 ter), when a division took place. 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 23 
 
 CHAPTER II. 
 
 In the fall we gathered the wild rice, and in 
 the winter we were in the interior. Some win- 
 ters we suffered most severely, on account of the 
 depth of snow, and the cold ; our wigwams were 
 often buried in snow. We not only suffered 
 from the snow and the cold, but from hunger. 
 Our party would be unable to hunt, and being far 
 from the white settlements, we were often in 
 want of food. I Avill narrate a circumstance of 
 our sufferings, when I come to speak of the actual 
 condition of our people, before Christianity was 
 introduced among us, which, when I think of it, 
 I can not but bless God for his preserving kindness 
 to us, in sparing us to hear his blessed word. 
 
 Soon after being christianized, my father and 
 another Indian, by the name of Big John, and 
 myself, went out hunting; my father left his 
 family near the mission station, living in the 
 
24 THE LIFE OF 
 
 wigwam- While we were out on the hunting 
 grounds, we found out that some Indians had 
 gone before us on the route up the rivet, and every 
 day we gained upon them; their tracks were 
 fresh. The river and the lakes were frozen, and 
 we had to walk on the ice. For some days toge- 
 ther we did not fire a gun, for fear they would 
 hear it and go from us, where we could not find 
 them. At length we found them by the banks of 
 the river ; they were Nah-doo-ways or Mohawks, 
 from Bay Quinty; there were seven of them, 
 tall fellows. We shook hands with them ; they 
 received us kindly. My father had determined 
 to take all they had, if we should overtake them. 
 After they gave us a good dinner of boiled bea- 
 ver, my father stepped across the fire and ripped 
 open two packs of beaver furs, that were just by 
 him. He said to them " We have only one 
 custom among us, and that is well known to 
 all ; this river, and all that is in it are mine ; I 
 have come up the river behind you, and you ap- 
 pear to have killed all before you. This is mine, 
 and this is is mine," he said, as he touched Avith 
 the handle of his tomahawk each of the packs 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 25 
 
 of beaver, otter, and muskrat skins. I expected 
 every moment to see my father knocked down 
 with a tomahawk, but none dared touch him ; 
 he counted the skins and then threw them across 
 the fire-place to us. After this was done, the same 
 thing took place with the guns; only one was 
 left them to use on their way home. He talked 
 to them by signs, and bade them, as the sailors 
 say, "weigh anchor and soon be under way"; 
 they left, and we took possession of the temporary 
 wigwam they had built. We never saw them af- 
 terwards on our hunting grounds, though some of 
 them have been there since. 
 
 My father was ever kind and affectionate to me, 
 particularly after the death of my brother, which 
 was occasioned by the going off of a gun, the load 
 passing through the arm and so fractured it that it 
 soon mortified and caused his death. He be- 
 lieved in persuasion ; I know not that he ever 
 used harsh means, but would talk to me for hours 
 together. As soon as it was dark he would call 
 me to his side and begin to talk, and tell me that 
 the Great Spirit would bless me with a long life 
 if I should love my friends, and particularly the 
 
26 THE LIFE OF 
 
 aged. He would always take me with him 
 when going any where near, and I learned his 
 movements, for I watched him going through the 
 woods. Often would he tell me that when I 
 should be a man that I must do so, and so, and do 
 as he did, while fording the rivers, shooting the 
 deer, trapping the beaver, etc., etc. I always 
 imitated him while I was a hmiter. 
 
 My mother was also kind and affectionate ; 
 she seemed to be happy when she saw us enjoy- 
 ing ourselves by her ; often she would not eat 
 much for days together ; she would leave all for 
 us ! She was an industrious woman ; in the spring 
 she made more sugar than any one else; she 
 was never idle while the season for gathering wild 
 rice lasted. 
 
 I was taught early to hunt the deer. It was a 
 part of our father's duty to teach us how to handle 
 the gun as well as the bow and arrow. I was 
 early reminded to hunt for myself; a thirst to ex- 
 cel in hunting began to increase ; no pains were 
 spared, no fatigue was too great, and at all seasons 
 I found somethmg to stimulate me to exertion, 
 that I might become a good hunter. For years I 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 27 
 
 followed my father, observed how he approached 
 the deer, the manner of getting it upon his shoul- 
 ders to carry it home. The appearance of the 
 sky, the sound of distant water-falls in the morn- 
 ing, the appearance of the clouds and the winds, 
 were to be noticed. The step, and the gesture, 
 in traveling in search of the deer, were to be ob- 
 served. 
 
 Many a lecture I received when the deer lay 
 bleeding at the feet of my father ; he would give 
 me an account of the nobleness of the hunter's 
 deeds, and said that I should never be in want 
 whenever there was any game, and that many a 
 poor aged man could be assisted by me. " Tf 
 you reverence the aged., many icill be glad to hear of 
 your name,''^ were the words of my father. " The 
 poor man will say to his children, ' my children, 
 let us go to him, for he is a great hunter, and is 
 kind to the poor, he will not turn us away empty.' 
 The Great Spirit, who has given the aged a long 
 life, Avill bless you. You must never laugh at 
 any suffermg object, for you know not how soon 
 you may be in the same condition : never kill any 
 game needlessly." Such was his language when 
 
28 THE LIFE OF 
 
 we were alone in the woods. Ah ! they were les- 
 sons directed from heaven. 
 
 In the spring but few deer were killed, because 
 they were not in good order, the venison being 
 poor, and the skin so thin, that it was no object 
 to kill them. To hunt deer in the summer was 
 my great delight, which I did in the following 
 manner: — During the day I looked for their 
 tracks, as they came on the shore of the lake or 
 river during the night ; they came there to feed. 
 If they came on the bank of the river, I lighted 
 pitch pine, and the current of the river took the 
 canoe along the shore. My lantern was so con- 
 structed that the light could not fall on one spot, 
 but swept along the shore. The deer could see the 
 light, but were not alarmed by it, continued feed- 
 ing on the weeds. In this way, I have approached 
 so close that I could have reached them with my 
 paddle. In this manner owi forefathers shot them, 
 not with a gun, as I did, but with the bow and 
 arrow. Bows were made strong enough, so that 
 the arrows might pierce through them. 
 
 Another mode of hunting on the lakes, pre- 
 ferred by some, is shooting without a light. 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 29 
 
 Many were so expert, and possessed such an ac- 
 curacy in liearing, that that they could shoot 
 successfully in the dark, with no other guide than 
 the noise of the deer in the water ; the position 
 of the deer being well known, in this way, the 
 darkest night. I will here relate an occurrence 
 which took place in 1834. My father and I were 
 hunting on the river Trent, in the night ; after we 
 had shot two deer, and while returning home- 
 wards, we heard the noise of a deer's footsteps. 
 The night was as dark as pitch. We approached 
 the deer. I asked my father at what part of the 
 animal I should aim. He replied, " at the head 
 or neck." I poised my gun and fired ; hearing 
 no noise, I concluded that my game was sure. 
 I lighted some pitch pine and walked towards 
 the spot from which the noise had come. The 
 deer lay dead and bleeding. On examination I 
 found that I had shot it just below the ear. In 
 the fall of the year, also, I was accustomed to 
 hunt ; the meat was very fine, and the skins, (from 
 which our moccasons were made), were much 
 thicker at this season. Those that could track 
 
 the deer on fallen leaves and shoot one each day, 
 
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30 THE LIFE OF 
 
 were considered first rate hunters. The fall is 
 the best time to determine the skill of the hunts- 
 man. 
 
 Of all animals the bear is the most dangerous 
 to hunt. I had heard so many stories about its 
 cunning that I dreaded to meet one. One day 
 a party of us were going out to hunt the bear, 
 just below Crooke's rapids. After we had made 
 a temporary place to stay for several days, we 
 marched in file ; after a while we halted, each 
 took a different direction. My father said, " my 
 son you had better loiter behind the rest. Do 
 not go far, for you may lose yourself " We 
 parted — I took my course, and the rest theirs. 
 I trembled for fear I should see what I was 
 hunting for ! I went only where I least expected 
 to see a bear, and every noise I heard in the woods, 
 I thought must be one. As I stood on an old 
 mossy log, there was such a crack on the side 
 of the hill that my heart leaped within me. As 
 I turned and looked, there was a large bear 
 running towards me ! I hid myself behind a 
 tree ; but on he came ; I watched him ; he came 
 like a hogshead rolling down hill; there were 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 31 
 
 no signs of stopping ; when a few feet from me, 
 I jumped aside, and cried Yah ! (an exclamation 
 of fear). I fired my gun without taking sight ; in 
 turning suddenly to avoid me, he threw up the 
 earth and leaves ; for an instant I was led to be- 
 lieve that the bear was upon me. I dropped my gun 
 and fell backwards, while the bear lay sprawling 
 just by me. Having recovered, I took up my gun 
 and went a few feet from where I fell, and load- 
 ed my gun in a hurry. I then sought for a long 
 pole, and with it, I poked it on its side, to see if it 
 was really dead. It did not move, it was dead ; 
 but even then I had not courage to go and touch 
 it with my hands. When all was over, and I 
 had told my father I had killed a bear, I felt 
 as though my little leggings could hardly con- 
 tain me. In examining it, I found the ball had 
 gone through its heart. 
 
 Bear meat is like pork. It can be kept a 
 long time when cured. For some weeks toge- 
 ther this was the only kind of food we used to 
 eat. 
 
 The oil of the bear is used for various pur- 
 poses. One use is, to prevent the falling out 
 
32 THE LIFE OF 
 
 of the hair. The apothecaries buy it from the 
 Indians for about five dollars a gallon. 
 
 The skins of bears are what our forefathers 
 wore, before the white people came amongst us, 
 as blankets ; but now land-sharks, called traders, 
 buy them from the Indians for a mere trifle. 
 
 I loved to hunt the bear, the beaver, and the 
 deer; but now, the occupation has no charms 
 for me. I will now take the goose quill for my 
 hoWy and its point for my arroic. If perchance I 
 may yet speak, when my poor aching head lies 
 low in the grave; when the hand that wrote 
 these recollections shall have crumbled into 
 dust ; then these pages will not have been writ- 
 ten in vain. 
 
 " ! Land of rest for thee I sigh — 
 
 When will the season come, 
 When I ehall lay my armor by. 
 
 And dwell in peace at home." 
 
 The beaver was hunted in the spring and fall. 
 They were either trapped or shot. Among all the 
 animals that live in the water, the beaver is of the 
 kindest disposition, when tamed; it is a very 
 cleanly animal; sits on its broad tail on the 
 ground while feeding; feeds all night, and sleeps 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 36 
 
 most [of the day. The beaver skin was once 
 worth from eight to ten dollars a piece, or four 
 dollars per pound. 
 
 The otter, too, is much valued. The whites 
 buy the skins, and make caps of them. They 
 are mostly caught in traps. In the fall and 
 spring they are always on the move. 
 
 The otter is a greedy animal ; it can be tamed, 
 but when^hungry becomes cross, and often bites. 
 If it be a half a mile off, it will scent any food 
 preparing in the wigwam. 
 
 When about five years old, I commenced 
 shooting birds, with a small bow and arrow. I 
 have shot many a bird, but am no more a marks- 
 man. I used to feel proud when I use to carry 
 home my own game. The first thing that any 
 of the hunters shot, was cooked by the grand- 
 father and grand-mother, and there was great 
 rejoicing, to inspire the youthful hunter with 
 fresh ardor. Day after day I searched for the 
 grey squirrel, the wood-pecker, the snipe, and 
 the snow bird, for this was all my employ- 
 ment. 
 
 The gun was another instrument put into my 
 
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 hands, which I was taught to use both carefully 
 and skilfully. Seldom do accidents occur from 
 the use of fire arms among our people. I de- 
 lighted in running after the deer, in order to head 
 and shoot them. It was a well known fact that 
 I ranked high among the hunters. I remember 
 the first deer I ever shot, it was about one mile 
 north of the village of Keene. The Indians, as 
 has just been said, once had a custom, which is 
 now done away, of making a great feast of the 
 first deer that a young hunter caught ; the young 
 hunter, however, was not to partake of any of it, 
 but wait upon the others. All the satisfaction 
 he could realize, was to thump his heels on the 
 ground, while he and others were singing the fol- 
 lowing hunter's song: 
 
 " Ah yah ba wah, ne gah me koo nah vah ! 
 Ah yah wa seeh, ne gah me koo nah nah." " 
 
 The fattest of the bucks I'll take, 
 The choicest of all animals I'll take. 
 
 In the days of our ignorance we used to dance 
 around the fire. I shudder when I think of those 
 
 " These Imes aro sung over and over again, for about half an hour. 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 35 
 
 days of our darkness. I thought the Spirit would 
 be kind to me if I danced before the old men ; 
 and day after day, or night after night, I have 
 been employed with others in this way. I thank 
 God that those days will never return. 
 
36 THE LIFE OF 
 
 CHAPTER III. 
 
 The Ojebwas, as well as many others, acknow- 
 ledged that there was hut one Great Spirit, who 
 made the world ; they gave him the name of 
 good or benevolent; kcsha is benevolent, mone- 
 (ho is spirit; Ke-sha-mon-e-doo. They supposed 
 he lived in the heavens ; but the most of the time 
 he was in the Sun, They said it was from him 
 they received all that was good through life, and 
 that he seldom needs the offering of his Red 
 children, for he was seldom -angry. 
 
 They also said he could hear all his children, 
 and see them. He was the author of all things 
 that they saw, and made the other spirits that were 
 acknowledged by the Ojebwas. It was said that 
 these other spirits took special care of the various 
 departments of nature. The god of the hunter 
 was one who presided over the animals; the 
 god of war was one who controlled the destinies 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 37 
 
 of men ; the god of medicine was one who pre- 
 sided over the herbs of the earth. The fishes 
 had theirs, the birds had theirs, and there was 
 another over the moon and stars ! 
 
 " Millicns of spiritual creatures walk the earth 
 Unseen, both when we sleep and when we wake." 
 
 There was one miappeasable spirit, called Bad 
 Spirit, Mah-je-mah-ne-doo. He, it was thought, 
 lived iTnder the earth ; and from him was attri- 
 buted all that was not good, bad luck, sickness, 
 even death. To him they offered sacrifices more 
 than to any other spirit, things most dear to 
 them. There were three things that were gene- 
 rally oftered to the Bad Spirit, viz. a dog, whis- 
 key, and tobacco, a fit offering with the excep- 
 tion of the poor dog. The poor dog was pamted 
 red on its paws, with a large stone and five plugs 
 of tobacco tied about its neck ; it was then sunk 
 in the water ; while the beating of the drum took 
 place upon the shore, and words were chanted 
 to the Bad Spirit. 
 
 The whiskey was thus offered to the Bad Spi- 
 rit : — When the Indians were seated around the 
 
 wigwam, or on the grass, and the person who 
 
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38 THE LIFE OF 
 
 deals out the whiskey had given all the In- 
 dians a dram then the devil was to have his 
 share; it was poured on the ground, and if it 
 went down quickly, it was thought he accepted 
 the offering. 
 
 Fire water was sometimes poured out near the 
 head of the graves of the deceased, that their 
 spirits might drink with their former friends. I 
 have often seen them sit around the grave, and 
 as they drank, make mention of the name of 
 their dead, and pour some whiskey on the 
 ground. 
 
 Our religion consisted in observing certain cere- 
 monies every spring. Most of the Ojebwas around 
 us, use to come and worship the Great Spirit 
 with us at Rice Lake. At this festival a great 
 many of the youth were initiated into the medi- 
 cal mysteries of the nation. We were taught the 
 virtues of herbs, and the various kinds of minerals 
 used in our medicine. I will here describe the 
 Me-tac-we-gah-mig or Grand Medicine Lodge. It 
 was a wigwam 150 feet long and 15 feet wide. 
 The clan of medicine men and women alone, 
 were allowed to be inside, at each sitting, with their 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 39 
 
 medicine badge, on each side of the wigwam. 
 Then there were fonr old men who took the lead in 
 singing, and beating the drum, as they stood near 
 the centre. Before them were a company who 
 were to take degrees. There were four grades in 
 the institution ; and as I have often thought, some- 
 what similar to the Masonic institution. 
 
 After the singing commenced, the whole com- 
 pany arose and danced, as they moved from one 
 end of the wigwam to the other. As they go 
 round, one-half of them cast their heads down 
 upon their bosoms, as if affected by the medi- 
 cine, which was kept in small skins, and which 
 they pretended to thrust at each other ; this was 
 done to deceive the ignorant. These forms were 
 continued several days. The party to be made 
 medicine men and women, looked on in the 
 mean time, to see what they would have to do 
 themselves. Then they are taken to another 
 place with our medicine men, and are taught the 
 science of medicine. After receiving instruc- 
 tions, another day was allotted to give them in- 
 struction on morality. They were advised on 
 various subjects. All were to keep silence, and 
 
40 THE LIFE OF 
 
 endeavor to retain what they were taught. I 
 will here give some of the sayings of our medi- 
 cine men : — 
 
 " If you are a good hunter, warrior, and a me- 
 dicine man, when you die, you will have no diffi- 
 culty in getting to the far west in the spirit land." 
 
 " Listen to the words of your parents, never be 
 impatient, then the Great Sphit will give you a 
 long Ufe." 
 
 "Never pass by any indigent person without 
 giving him something to eat. Owh wah-yah- 
 bak-mek ke-gah-shah-wa-ne-mig — the spirit that 
 sees you will bless you." 
 
 " If you see an orphan in want, help him ; for 
 you will be rewarded by his friends here, or thank- 
 ed by his parents in the land of spirits." 
 
 " If you own a good hunting dog, give it to 
 the first poor man who really needs it." 
 
 " When you kill a deer, or bear, never appro- 
 priate it to yourself alone, if others are in want ; 
 never withhold from them what the Great Spirit 
 has blessed you with." 
 
 "When you eat, share with the poor children 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 41 
 
 who may be near you, for when you are old, they 
 will administer to your wants." 
 
 " Never use improper medicine to the injury of 
 another, lest you yourself may receive the same 
 treatment." 
 
 "When an opportunity offers, call the aged 
 together, and provide for them venison properly 
 cooked, and give them a hearty welcome ; then 
 the gods that have favored them will be your 
 friends." 
 
 These are a few specimens of the advice given 
 by our fathers, and by adhering to their counsels, 
 the lives, peace, and happiness, of the Indian race 
 were secured; for then there was no whiskey 
 amongst them. O ! that accursed thing. O ! 
 why did the white man give it to my poor fathers ? 
 None but fiends in human shape could have in- 
 troduced it amongst us. 
 
 I recollect the day when my people in Canada 
 were both numerous and happy ; and since then, 
 to my sorrow, they have faded away like frost 
 before the heat of the sun ! Where are now that 
 once niunerous and happy people ? The voice of 
 but few is heard. 
 
42 THE LIFE OF 
 
 The Ojebwa nation, that unconquered na- 
 tion, has fallen a prey to the withering influence 
 of intemperance. Their buoyant spirits could 
 once mount the air as on the wings of a bird. 
 Now they have no spirits. They are hedged in, 
 bound, and maltreated, by both the American and 
 the British G overimients. They have no other 
 hope, than that at some day, they will be relieved 
 from their privations and trials by death. The 
 fire-water has rolled towards them like the waves 
 of the sea. Alas ! alas ! my poor people ! The 
 tribe became dissipated, and consequently impro- 
 vident, and often suffered intensely. It was in 
 visiting the interior that we always suffered most. 
 
 I will here narrate a single circumstance which 
 will convey a correct idea of the suffermgs to 
 which Indians were often exposed. To collect 
 furs of difterent kinds, for the traders, we had to 
 travel far into the woods, and remain there the 
 whole winter. Once we left Rice Lake in the 
 fall, and ascended the river in canoes, above Bell- 
 mont Lake. There were five families about to 
 hunt with my father, on his gromids. The winter 
 began to set in, and the river having frozen over, 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 43 
 
 we left the canoes, the dried venison, the beaver, 
 and some flour and pork ; and when we had gone 
 farther north, say about sixty miles from the 
 whites, for the purpose of hunting", the snow fell for 
 five days in succession to such a depth, that it was 
 impossible to shoot or trap any thing. Our pro- 
 visions were exhausted, and we had no means to 
 procure any more. Here we were. The snow 
 about five feet deep; our wigwam buried; the 
 branches of the trees falling around us, and crack- 
 ing from the weight of the snow. 
 
 Our mother boiled birch bark for my sister and 
 myself, that we might not starve. On the seventh 
 day some of them were so weak that they could 
 not raise themselves, and others could not stand 
 alone. They could only crawl in and out of the 
 wigwam. We parched beaver skins and old 
 moccasons for food. On the ninth day none of 
 the men were able to go abroad, except my father 
 and uncle. On the tenth day, still being without 
 food, those only who were able to walk about the 
 wigwam, were my father, my grand-mother, my 
 sister, and myself O hoAv distressing to see the 
 starving Indians lying about- the wigwam with 
 
44 THE LIFE OF 
 
 hungry and eager looks; the children would cry 
 for something to eat. My poor mother would 
 heave hitter sighs of despair, the tears falling from 
 her cheeks profusely as she kissed us. Wood, 
 though plenty, could not be obtained, on account 
 of the feebleness of our limbs. 
 
 My father, at times, would draw near the fire, 
 and rehearse some prayer to the gods. It ap- 
 peared to him that there was no way of escape; 
 the men, women and children dying; some of 
 them were speechless. The wigwam was cold 
 and dark, and covered with snow. On the 
 eleventh day, just before daylight, my father fell 
 into a sleep ; he soon awoke and said to me, " My 
 son, the Great Spirit is about to bless us ; this 
 ^ night in my dream I saw a person coming from 
 the east, walking on the tops of the trees. He 
 told me that we should obtain two beavers this 
 morning about nine o'clock. Put on your moc- 
 casons and go along with me to the river, and 
 we will hunt the beaver, perhaps for the last 
 time." I saw that his countenance beamed with 
 delight ; he was full of confidence. I put on my 
 moccasons and carried my snow shoes, stagger- 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 45 
 
 ing along- behind him, about half a mile. Hav- 
 ing made a fire near the river, where there Avas 
 an air hole, through which the beaver had come 
 up during the night, my father tied a gun to a 
 stump, with the muzzle towards the air hole ; he 
 also tied a string to the trigger, and said "should 
 you see the beaver rise, pull the string and you 
 will kill it." I stood by the fire with the string 
 in my hand. I soon heard a noise occasioned by 
 the blow of his tomahawk; he had killed a beaver, 
 and he brought it to me. As he laid it down, he 
 said " then the Great Spirit will not let us die 
 here;" adding, as before, " if you see the beaver, 
 rise, and pull the string." He left me, I soon saw 
 the nose of one ; but I did not shoot. Presently 
 another came up ; I pulled the trigger, and off 
 the gun went. I could not see for sometime for 
 the smoke. My father ran towards me, took 
 the two beavers and laid them side by side ; then 
 pointing to the sun, said, " Do you see the sun? 
 The Great Spirit informed me that we should 
 kill these two about this time this morning. We 
 will yet see our relatives at Rice Lake ; noAv let 
 us go home and see if they are still alive." AVe 
 
46 THE LIFE OF 
 
 hastened home, and arrived just in time to save 
 them from death. Since which, we visited the 
 same spot, the year after the missionaries came 
 among ns. My father, with feelings of gratitude, 
 knelt down on the spot where we had nearly 
 perished. Glory to God ! But what have I done 
 for Him since? Comparatively nothing. We 
 were just at death's door, when Christianity res- 
 cued us. I have heard of many, who have pe- 
 rished in this way, far in the woods. In my 
 travels to the west, I have met many whose 
 families had perished, and who had themselves 
 merely escaped starvation. May God . forgive 
 me, for my ingratitude and indolence in his 
 blessed cause ! 
 
 I will here introduce a favorite war song of the 
 Ojebwa nation. It was accompanied by dancing, 
 and an occasional war-whoop. At the end of 
 each stanza, a warrior rehearsed some former 
 victories, which inspired them with ardor for 
 war. Unchristianizcd Indians are often like 
 greedy lions after their prey ; yes, at times, they 
 are indeed cruel and blood thirsty. I have met 
 Avith warriors, who, when they had killed their 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 47 
 
 enemies, cut open their breasts, took out their 
 hearts, and drank their blood ; and all this was 
 out of mere rer)enge. But to the War Song, which 
 was first translated for Col. McKinney, " the In- 
 dian's friend,' ' on the shore of Lake Superior. 
 
 '• On that clay when our heroes lay low — lay low — 
 On that clay when our heroes lay low, 
 I fought by then* side, and thought ere I died, 
 Just vengeance to take on the foe — the foe — 
 Just vengeance to take on the foe. 
 
 " On that day when our chieftains lay dead — lay dead — 
 
 On that day when our chieftams lay dead, 
 
 I fought hand to hand, at the head of my baud. 
 
 And here, on my breast, have I bled — have I bled — 
 
 And here, on my breast, have I bled. 
 
 " Our chiefs shall return no more — no more — 
 
 Our chiefs shall return no more — 
 
 And their brothers in war who can't show scar for scar. 
 
 Like women their fates shall deplore — shall deplore — 
 
 Like women, their fates shall deplore. 
 
 " Five winters m hunting we'll spend — we'll spend — 
 Five winters in hunting we'll spend — 
 Then our youths gi'own to men, to the war lead again. 
 And our days like our fathers', we'U end — we'll end — 
 And our days like our fathers', we'll end." 
 
48 THE LIFE OF 
 
 CHAPTER IV. 
 
 ^ Our people believed much in omens. The 
 barking of foxes and of wolves, the bleating of the 
 deer, the screaching of owls, bad luck in hunt- 
 ing, the flight of uncommon kinds of birds, the 
 moaning noise of a partridge, the noise of a chuck 
 chuck ske sei/,^ were ominous of ill ; the two last 
 were certain omens of death. But the sailing of 
 an eagle to and fro, and the noise of a raven, were 
 omens of good. 
 
 ^' Dreams, too, were much relied on by our na- 
 tion. They thought the spirits revealed to them 
 
 * To this bird I have given its Indian name, because I have not been able 
 to discover it among the collection of the various birds in the books and in 
 the museums. It is about the size of the smaller kind of parrot. The 
 color of its feathers is like those of a jay, having short wings small and 
 broad peak, with an upper and lower row of teeth, like a human being. In 
 this last respect, it is different from any other bird. It takes its name from the 
 eoimds it utters, viz. chuck, chuck. 1 hope that the celebrated ornithologist 
 Audabon, to whom I intend to present a copy of my work, will throw some 
 light upon this subject. 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 49 
 
 what they were to do, and what they should be, 
 viz. good hunters, warriors, and medicine men. 
 I would fast sometimes two, and sometimes even 
 four days. When fasting, we were to leave the 
 wigwam early in the morning, and travel all day 
 from one place to another, in search of the favor 
 of the gods. I was taught to believe that the 
 gods would communicate with me, in the shape 
 of birds, animals, etc., etc. When I fell asleep 
 in the woods, and dreamed some strange dream, I 
 felt confident that it was from the spirits. I will 
 now relate what I dreamed when I was but twelve 
 years old, and also my father's interpretation of 
 my dream. 
 
 Myself and others were sleeping far from the 
 wigwam, near a large pine. I saw, in my dream, 
 a person coming from the east ; he approached, 
 walking on the air ; he looked down upon me, 
 and said, " Is this where you are ?" I said " yes." 
 " Do you see this pine ?" " Yes, I see it." " It 
 is a great and high tree." I observed that the 
 tree was lofty, reaching towards the heavens. Its 
 branches extended over land and water, and its 
 roots were very deep. " Look on it while I sing, 
 
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 yes, gaze upon the tree." He sang, and pointed 
 to the tree ; it commenced waving its top ; the 
 earth about its roots was heaved up, and the 
 waters roared and tossed from one side of their 
 beds to the other. As soon as he stopped singing, 
 and let fall his hands, every thing became per- 
 fectly still and quiet. " Now," said he, " sing 
 the words which I have sung." I commenced 
 as follows : — 
 
 "It is I who travel in the winds, 
 It is I who wliisper in the breeze, 
 
 I shake the trees, 
 
 I shalte the earth, 
 I ti'ouble the waters on every land." 
 
 While singing, I heard the winds whistle, saw 
 the tree waving its top, the earth heaving, heard 
 the waters roaring, because they were all trou- 
 bled and agitated. Then said he, " I am from 
 the rising of the sun, I will come and see you 
 again. You will not see me often ; but you will 
 hear me speak." Thus spoke the spirit, and then 
 turned away towards the road from which he had 
 come. I told my father of my dream, and after 
 hearing all, he said, " My son, the god of tlie 
 iciivls is kind to you ; the aged tree, I hope, may 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 51 
 
 indicate long life ; the wind may indicate that 
 you will travel much ; the water which you saw, 
 and the winds, will carry your canoe safely 
 through the waves." 
 
 I relied much on my dream, for then I knew 
 no better. But, however little reliance can be 
 placed in dreams, 3^et may not the Great Spirit 
 take this method, sometimes, to bring about 
 some good result ? 
 
 There was no such thing known among our 
 people as swearing, or profaning the name of 
 the Great Spirit in vain. The whites first taught 
 them to swear. I often swore, when I knew not 
 what I said. I have seen some ichitc faces, Avith 
 black hearts, who took delight in teaching them 
 to profane the name of God. O merciless, heart- 
 less, and wicked w^hite men, may a merciful God 
 forgive you your enormous turpitude and reck- 
 lessness ! 
 
 There was a custom among us, before Christi- 
 anity visited us, that when the Ojebwas intended 
 to take a general whiskey " spree," several young 
 men were appointed by the head chief to collect 
 all the fire arms, knives, war-clubs and other 
 
52 
 
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 weapons, and keep them in a secret place, till 
 the Indians had completed their frolic. This was 
 done to prevent them from murdering each other 
 when intoxicated. By this means many lives 
 have been saved ; although many have been kill- 
 ed during their drunken lights. They would 
 walk very far, for a dram of liquor. I once heard 
 of an individual, whom I had seen many times, 
 who would travel all day for a single drink of 
 fire-water. When he arrived at the trading post, 
 he obtained and guzzled down a cup full of 
 whiskey. When the poison had operated, he 
 said, that he felt as if his head was going down 
 his throat; and added, "Whah! I wish my neck 
 was a mile long, so that I might feel and hear 
 the whiskey running all the way down ! " 
 
 A certain Indian once teased a Mrs. F. for 
 whiskey, which he said was to cure his " big toe,'" 
 that had been badly bruised the preceding night. 
 Mrs. F. said, "I am afraid you will drink it." 
 He declared he would not drink it; and after 
 much pleading, she handed him some ; he took 
 it, and looking first at his toe, and then at the 
 liquor, alternately, all of a sudden he slipped the 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 53 
 
 whiskey down his gullet, at the same time ex- 
 claiming, as he pointed to his toe, " There, whis- 
 key, go down to my poor big toe." 
 
 One of our people, who had much resolution, 
 and was determined to seek religion, when he 
 heard that the Methodist Indians were not to 
 drink anymore fire-water, remarked as follows: — 
 
 " Well, if that is the case, Fll go to-night, and bid 
 my old friend ichiskey a final farewell.''^ He went, 
 and drank and caroused with his rum-compa- 
 nions all night. On the following day about 
 noon, he came staggering towards his wigwam, 
 singing out to all whom he met, " Me goes to Me- 
 thodist, me no drink little more, me am Methodist" 
 He was true to his word, for he drank no more, 
 and the Lord blessed him in the forgiveness of 
 all his sins. For eighteen years he was a consis- 
 tent Christian, and died last June, with the 
 brightest hopes of immortal bliss. Oh ! the 
 heights and depths of the goodness and mercy 
 of God ! 
 
 In view of these things, I have often exclaim- 
 ed from the bottom of my heart, in the language 
 of " The Indian's Regret," and which is the 
 
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 language of all, who have been brought from 
 darkness, to the marvelous light of the gospel: — 
 
 " O had our Indian fathers known 
 
 What Prophets told of Christ and heaven ! 
 
 For them, we drop a tear and mouni, 
 But weep for joy, our sins forgiven." 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 55 
 
 CHAPTER V. 
 
 The traditions handed down from father to son, 
 were held very sacred ; one half of these are not 
 known by the white people, howeA'er far their 
 researches may have extended. There is an un- 
 willingness, on the part of the Indians to com- 
 municate many of their traditions. The only way 
 to come at these is, to educate the Indians, so 
 that they may be able to write out what they 
 have heard, or may hear, and publish it. 
 Should I be spared till next summer, I design to 
 visit my people in the far west, and abide with 
 them long enough to learn the rest of their tradi- 
 tions, with an account of their migration to this 
 country. My own belief is, that they came to 
 this country, and fought with the original inha- 
 bitants; and having overpowered them, became 
 the owners of the soil. I will not now give my 
 
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 reasons for this belief, as I expect at some future 
 day to collect all the necessary information for 
 this purpose, from history and discoveries, corro- 
 borated by these traditions. My readers will then 
 be able to judge whether we are to be identified 
 with the dispersed and "lost tribes of Israel." 
 Can it be possible, that, had we sprung from any 
 of the Hebrew tribes, we should be so completely 
 ignorant of a Messiah, a Sabbath, or a single 
 vestige of the Levitical Law ? But enough of 
 this for the present. 
 
 As far as I am able to learn, our nation has 
 never been conquered; and have maintained 
 their ground wherever they have conquered. 
 The Saxe tribe have tried their ingenuity, power, 
 and bravery, to drive them from the south shore 
 of Lake Superior. The Hiirons mustered their 
 warriors against the aggressions made by the Ojeb- 
 wa nation. Their war-canoes, were once direct- 
 ed against the Ojebwa nation, but they were 
 obliged to turn back, and flee for protection, to 
 the Shawnee nation. The sound of the war- 
 whoop which once rang all around the shores 
 of Lake Huron, receded, and died away on 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 57 
 
 the waters of Sandusky. The arms that once 
 wielded the war-chib, were strewed about their 
 grounds, on account of broken treaties made in for- 
 mer days, and massacres at the mouth of French 
 river. The Traquois, who struck terror wherever -^ 
 their mere names were mentioned, also tried to 
 check our progress, after we had conquered the 
 Hurons. Their war-whoops resounded over the 
 dismal regions of the conquered land ; but they too 
 shared the same fate. They went as spies as far 
 as La Pointe, on the south shore of Lake Superior ; 
 but not with their armies any farther than Ke-wa- 
 o-non, in the copper regions. Here they were 
 massacred by hundreds, and fell in their canoes 
 at one of the narrow passes, on their way to the 
 Portage, about fourteen miles from the Bay of 
 Aunce. After these fruitless attempts to drive 
 the Ojebwas from their land, they fought many 
 battles with them in the regions now called Ca- 
 nada West; but in these they suffered much, 
 and were defeated. It was then, probably, that 
 the Hurons and Iraquois leagued together, hoping 
 by their combined forces to conquer us. This 
 
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 accounts for the confederacy that existed when 
 the whites came among them. 
 
 The migration of the Ojebwas has been traced 
 from the upper part of Lake Superior, and even 
 several hundred miles above its head, along the 
 shore of Lake Superior, down to Lake Huron, 
 vSt. Clair, the foot of Lake Michigan, north of 
 Lakes Erie and Ontario, and some distance down 
 the St. Lawrence. 
 
 They now inhabit a portion of land extending 
 about two thousand miles east and west, and 
 from two hundred and fifty to three hundred 
 miles from north to south. They have in each 
 village, a chief who governs them, besides a 
 great number of war chiefs. Each village has a 
 council of its own, made up of the different 
 tribes. A tribe is a band of Lidians whose sign 
 or nnark is the same ; for example, such as wear 
 the sign of the crane, recognize each other as 
 relatives; and although each village may be 
 composed of different tribes, yet they miust be of 
 the same nation. 
 
 Councils ofi^ace must be held by tAVo nations. 
 These councils are held in high esteem. When 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 55^ 
 
 two nations are at war, if either sues for peace, 
 they hand to each other some token, such as a 
 belt of wampum (or beads), or a calumet (a long 
 pipe). 
 
 There was once a general council held, be- 
 tween the Hurons and the Ojebwas ; it was con- 
 ducted in the following manner: — They came 
 together near Sault St. Marie, and agreed upon a 
 peace for five years. After the pipe of peace was 
 prepared, the Ojebwa and the Huron warriors 
 arranged themselves in two Imes, on each side 
 of their chiefs, and said that they must ascertain 
 whether the Great Spirit would approve of their 
 proceedings. Two from each nation were cho- 
 sen; the Hurons held the pipe filled with to- 
 bacco, the Ojebwas, the steel, flint, and spunk. 
 The steel was then struck against the flint, and 
 if, on the first stroke, the spunk was ignited, so 
 as to fire the tobacco, and thus enable the war- 
 rior to draw in, and to emit, a volume of smoke, 
 then the evidence was complete that the Great 
 Spirit approved of their plans and proceedings ; 
 and the whole assembly now would set up the 
 most tremendous shout of joy. The two nations 
 
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 were successful in this. The shout was given, 
 peace was secured, and these two powerful 
 nations separated for their own homes. For 
 three years no dark cloud hung over the two 
 nations. 
 
 The Ojebwas began to trade with the whites 
 at Quebec. It usually required all the summer 
 to journey from the shore of Lake Superior to 
 that place and back again. These were tedious 
 and periloiis journeys ; but they were determined 
 to obtain " the snake ivhich spit Jire, smoke, and 
 death ;" this was their description of a gun to 
 their brethren. 
 
 It was during these journeys that forty of them 
 were massacred by the Hurons, at the mouth of 
 French River, without the least provocation; 
 plunder alone was their object. This, in connec- 
 tion with similar acts, occasioned that war which 
 resulted in their complete extermination from 
 Canada by our nation. 
 
 The future state of the Ojebwas, was in the 
 Far West. They described that state or country, 
 as being full of game, and with trees loaded with 
 fruit of every desaiption. 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 61 
 
 When an Indian warrior died on the field of v^ 
 battle, his soul, it was said, took its immediate 
 flight to this paradise. The souls of those, how- 
 ever, who died in other circumstances, it was 
 believed, departed from the grave, and journeyed 
 in the ordinary way, although unseen by mor- 
 tals, to this same land. 
 
 There was a difficult bridge near this land, 
 over which the soul was to cross. A warrior, 
 hunter, or medicine man, would have no diffi- 
 culty in crossing this bridge. Under this bridge 
 was a rapid stream, and he who was not a good 
 warrior, hunter or medicine man, would either 
 fall into the water, or lose his way, after having 
 crossed, in some barren country, where there was 
 no game, or fruit, although there might be, occa- 
 sionally, a deer, or the like. O how barren! 
 How dismal ! A place where distress, want, and 
 despair would continue ! On the other hand, the 
 favored warrior entered the fields of paradise, 
 amidst the shouts and welcome of his fellow 
 warriors, who had preceded him to this land of 
 plenty. The deer, the moose, the elk, and all 
 kinds of animals, fruits, flowers, and the singing 
 
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 of birds fill and charm the land. While the ever 
 rolling valleys are visited with delightful and re- 
 freshing winds. To kill, eat, and shoot, are their 
 only employments. No sickness, no fatigue, no 
 death, will ever visit them. The valleys and the 
 mountains are to be clothed with evergreens. 
 No winter to chill the earth. A carnal heaven 
 indeed! A sensual paradise! Oh! the credu- 
 lous and misguided Indian. 
 
 " Lo! the poor Indian whose untutored mind, 
 Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the ■wind; 
 Whose soul's proud science never taught to stray. 
 Beyond the solar walk or milky way. 
 Yet simple nature his hopes has given 
 Beyond the cloud top'd hill a humble heaven, 
 Some safer world in depths of woods embrace, 
 Some Island in the watery waste. 
 Vv'here slaves once mors their native laud behold, 
 No fiends torment, nor Christian thirsts for gold." 
 
 POPK. 
 
 My father often spoke of that country, while I 
 was young. He informed me, that if I should 
 become a great warrior, a hunter, or a medicine 
 man, I would have no difficulty in reaching that 
 happy spot. Little then did he know of a heaven 
 revealed in the gospel. That heaven, where angels 
 and pure spirits dAvell, and where we shall see 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 63 
 
 the blessed Jesus as he is, and, what is still a 
 greater honor, be like him. 
 
 " O for a thoasand tongues to sing " Oh uh pa-]?ish ke die inpfo' dwok, 
 My great Redeemer's praise ! Neej uh ne she nah baig, 
 
 The glories of my God and King, Clie nuh nuh guh mo tuli wah wod 
 The triumphs of his grace ! Niug e zha Mun e-doom. 
 
 " My gracious Master, and my God, " Ning e che Noo sa weej e shin, 
 Assist me to proclaim, Che ween d uh mah ga yon, 
 
 To spread through all the earth abroad O mah a ne gook kuh me gog 
 The honors of thy Name. A zhe wa be ze yun. 
 
 "Jesus! the Name that charms our fears, "Jesus! kah be 'non duh we 'nunff, 
 
 That bids our sorrows cease ; Kah gah see beeng w^a 'nung ; 
 
 'Tis music in the sinner's ears, Ka gait 'che me no ne kah zo, 
 'Tis life, and health, and peace." Kah noo je mo e nung." 
 
 When our warriors were dying, they told their 
 children that they would soon reach the happy 
 country. Their eyeballs, rolling in death, were 
 turned towards the setting Sun. O white man ! 
 why did you not tell us before, that there was a 
 better heaven than that of the Indian's? Did 
 not the blessed Saviour command, " Go ye into 
 all the world, and 'preach the gospel to every 
 creature ? " Reader, almost by the door of your 
 churches, my forefathers perished for the lack of 
 the bread of life, while you have reached out 
 your arms, and extended your means for the re- 
 lief of those in distant lands ! O what a thought I 
 
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 Thousands have already perished, and thousands 
 more will yet perish, unless converted to God ! 
 The thought of perishing ! how iiisufferabk ! O, 
 how intolerable ! 
 
 " O mercy, mercy, look down from above ; 
 Great Creator, on us, thy sad children, with love ; 
 When beneath to their darkness the wicked are driven, 
 May om' justified souls find a welcome in heaven." 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 65 
 
 CHAPTER VI. 
 
 Rice Lake, that beautiful lake, extends about 
 twenty-five miles, and is from two to three miles 
 in breadth, running from northeast to southwest. 
 It contains about twenty islands. Large quanti- 
 ties of wild rice abound in almost every part of 
 the lake ; it resembles fields of wheat. As ducks 
 of all kinds resort here in great abundance, to feed 
 upon the rice, consequently, there is much good 
 game in the fall of the year. They fly in large 
 flocks, and often appear like clouds. Some of the 
 islands just referred to, are beautiful ; for exam- 
 ple, Sugar Island, with its beautiful edge of ever- 
 greens near the water ; Sjiokc Island, sl place of 
 fashionable summer resort. One of the largest 
 of these islands, contains about three hundred 
 acres. 
 
 In 1818, our people surrendered to the British 
 government a large part of their territory, for the 
 
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 sum of £750 ; reserving, as they had good reason 
 to believe, all the islands. As they could neither 
 read nor write, they were ignorant of the fact 
 that these islands were included in the sale. 
 They were repeatedly told by those who purchas- 
 ed for the government, that the islands were not 
 included in the articles of agreement. But since 
 that time, some of us have learned to read, and to 
 our utter astonishment, and to the everlasting 
 disgrace of that pseudo christian nation, we find 
 that we have been most grossly abused, deceiv- 
 ed, and cheated. Appeals have been frequently 
 made, but all in vain. 
 
 Rice Lake contains quantities of the finest fish. 
 In the summer, great numbers of boats may be 
 seen trowling for mascalounge, sl species of pike, 
 some of which weigh about thirty pounds. Bass, 
 eels, etc., are also found in this lake. Since 
 locks have been made on the canal down to 
 Crooke's rapids, much fur can be procured all 
 around the lake, especially 7?wfsA7'a^s — Shah-won- 
 dase O dah me koo mun. 
 
 This is the spot on which I roamed during my 
 early days. Often have I gone with my birch- 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 67 
 
 bark canoe from island to island, in quest ot^ 
 ducks and fish. The plain on the south shore, 
 is called AVhortleberry Plain. A steamboat runs 
 from Gore's Landing to Peterboro once a day. 
 
 The village of the Ojebwas is on the north ; 
 the land gradually slopes towards the water. Its 
 farms, church, school house, and council house, 
 can be seen at a considerable distance. It was 
 here where the Rev. James Evans, whose obituary 
 was noticed in the following manner in the " Al- 
 bany Evening Journal," December 22, 1846, first 
 taught an Indian school. 
 
 " Suddenly, on the 23d of November, at Keel- 
 by, England, Rev. James Evans, for many years a 
 Wesleyan missionary in Canada, and the terri- 
 tory of the Hudson Bay Company. On Sunday, 
 the 22d, he preached twice, and on Monday 
 evening 23d, spoke at a missionary meeting, with 
 great fervency. He had complained of a slight 
 indisposition, previous to the meeting, but after 
 he had finished his address, he said that " his in- 
 disposition had been completely removed." Soon 
 after his head fell back, and life was gone." 
 
 He was a missionary in every sense of the 
 
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 word. From Rice Lake, he went to Lake Supe- 
 rior, and afterwards to the Hudson Bay Terri- 
 tory, where he labored with much success. His 
 precious life was spent in rescuing the Ojebwa 
 nation from misery and degradation. Fatigue, 
 and hunger, were often his companions ; but the 
 power of living faith was that on which his soul 
 feasted. O thou man of God, enviable are thy 
 labors, thy rest, and thy glory! I, myself, still 
 hold in sweet renaembrance the sacred truths 
 which thou didst teach me, even the commands 
 of the Most High ! Memory, like an angel, will 
 still hover over the sacred spot, where first you 
 taught me the letters of the Alphabet. 
 
 There are numerous lakes near Rice Lake; 
 about some of. which, the Ojebwas reside ; parti- 
 cularly Mud, Schoogaug and Balsam Lakes. 
 The country, in this vicinity, is rapidly increas- 
 ing in population ; the whites are continually 
 settling among us. The deer was plenty a fe^v 
 years ago, but now only a few can be found. 
 The Ojebwas are, at present, employed in farm- 
 ing instead of hunting ; many of them have good 
 and well cultivated farms. They not only raise 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 69 
 
 grain enough for their own use, but often sell 
 much to the whites. 
 
 The Canadian Commissioners on Indian affairs, 
 in their report to Parliament in 1845, remarked, in 
 relation to the Rice Lake Indians, as follows : — 
 " These Indians are Methodists, and have either 
 a resident missionary, or have been regularly visit- 
 ed by the missionary belonging to the Alnwick 
 settlement. They have a school, and a school- 
 master is supported by the Methodist Missionary 
 Society." 
 
70 
 
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 CHAPTER VII. 
 
 The missionaries first visited us, on the island 
 called Be-quah-qua-yo7ig, in 1827, under the fol- 
 lowing circumstances. My father and I went to 
 Port Hope, to see our principal trader, John D. 
 Smith, in order to obtain goods and whiskey, 
 about twelve miles from Rice Lake. After my 
 father had obtained the goods, he asked for whis- 
 key. Mr. Smith said, " John, do you know that 
 whiskey will yet kill you, if you do not stop 
 drinking ? Why, all the Indians at Credit River, 
 and at Grape Island, have abandoned drinking, 
 and are now Methodists. I cannot give you any 
 whiskey." 
 
 " Tah yah! (an exclamation of surprise), it 
 caimot be, I must have whiskey to carry home ; 
 my people expect it," said my father. He wish- 
 ed to buy a barrel, but only obtained, after much 
 pleading, about five gallons. My father promised 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 71 
 
 to drink no more when the missionaries shall have 
 come to Rice Lake. We reached home the same 
 day about one o'clock, and the Indians were 
 awaiting our arrival, that they might have some 
 fire-water. They assembled themselves together 
 and began to drink and to smoke. Many of them 
 were sitting on the grass when the whiskey be- 
 gan to steal away their brains. One of our num- 
 ber suddenly ran m the crowd, and said, " the 
 Mack coats (missionaries) are coming, and are on 
 the other side of the point." Each looked at the 
 other with perfect astonishment. My father said 
 to our informer, "invite them to come over to 
 us;" and to the one who was dealing out whiskey, 
 " cover the keg with your blanket, and don't let 
 the black coats see it." The whiskey was con- 
 cealed, and then came the messengers of glad 
 tidings of great joy. They were converted In- 
 dians, saved by grace, and had been sent to 
 preach to us, and to invite us to attend a camp 
 meeting near Cobourg. After shaking hands all 
 around, one of them delivered a speech to the 
 half drunken Indians. He referred to the day, 
 when they were without the good news of saka- 
 
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 tion. He spoke with great earnestness, and 
 the tears fell from his eyes. He said, "-Jesus 
 Christ, Ke-sha-mon-e-doo 0-gicc-son (i. e. the Be- 
 nevolent Spirit's son), came down to the world, 
 and died to save the people ; all the Indians at 
 the Credit River, and Grape Island, are now on 
 their road to the place where the Saviour has 
 gone. Jesus has left a book containing his com- 
 mands and sayings to all the world ; you will see 
 it, and hear it read, when you go to Cobourg, for the 
 black coats have it. They wish you to come and 
 hear it. To-morrow is the Sabbath, and on that 
 day we do not hunt, or work, for it is the day 
 which the Great Spirit made for himself" He 
 described the way that the Son of God was cru- 
 cified. I observed some of them crying ; my 
 mother heaved deep sighs; the half drunken 
 Indians were struck dumb, and hung their 
 heads. Not a word was uttered. The mission- 
 aries said, " We will sing, and then we will kneel 
 down, and p'rtj/ to the Great Spirit." He gave 
 out the following hymn : — 
 
 V "Jesus ish pe miiig kah e zliod." 
 "Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone." 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOVVH. 73 
 
 They stood up and sang. O what sweet me- 
 lody was in their voices ! The echo was so great 
 that there appeared to be a great many more 
 singers than we could see. After the hymn, they 
 prayed with the same fervency as they sung. 
 
 Peter Wason prayed, and in his prayer said, 
 " O Great Spirit ! here are some of my own rela- 
 tives ; open their eyes and save them !" After 
 the prayer, they said they were going to Cobourg 
 that evening ; and if any desired to go with them, 
 they would be glad to have them do so. 
 
 My father arose, and took the keg of whiskey, 
 stepped into one of the small canoes, and paddled 
 some thirty feet from the shore ; here he poured 
 out the whiskey into the lake, and threw the keg 
 away. He then returned and addressed us in 
 the following manner: — "You have all heard 
 what our Brother said to us ; I am going with 
 them this evening ; if any of you will go, do so 
 this evening ; the children can attend the great 
 meeting some other time." Every one ran at 
 once, to the paddles and canoes ; and in a few 
 minutes we were on the water. The missiona- 
 ries had a skiff, in which they went from the 
 
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 Island to the opposite side. They sang again, 
 and their very oars seemed to keep time on the 
 still water. O how charming ! The scenery of 
 the water ; the canoes moving in files, crossing 
 the lake to visit their first camp meeting. When 
 we arrived on the other side, it was about dusk, 
 and we bought five candles for a dollar (/), and 
 obtained an old lantern. We marched on a new 
 road, the whole of Saturday night, in order to 
 reach the camp ground. During the journey, 
 we had to wade through deep creeks. Just be- 
 fore the dawn, we were about half a mile from 
 the camp ground ; here we tarried until day light, 
 and then approached the camp. 
 
 When the Indians beheld the fence and the 
 gate, and a great number of whites, they began 
 to feel rather timid and suspicious, for the trader 
 had told my father at Rice Lake, that it was for 
 the purpose of killing all the Indians that the black 
 coats had invited them to the meeting. My fa- 
 ther told me to keep away from the ground, and 
 hunt birds and squirrels with my bow and arrow ; 
 his object was to save my life, in the event of the 
 Indians being killed. After remaining on the 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. ' 75 
 
 camp ground awhile, I departed ; but while there, 
 I saw a large number of converted Indians who 
 belonged to Credit River, and Grape Island. 
 Some of them were singing, some praying, and 
 others lying about the ground as if dead. There 
 were a great many preachers present. 
 
 On the third day many of our company were 
 converted; among this number was my dear 
 father ! 
 
 As I entered the ground in the afternoon, I 
 heard many voices, and among them my father's 
 voice. I thought my father was dying; I ran to 
 him, and found him lying partly on one of the 
 seats. My father, said I, what is the matter with 
 you? Are you sick? "Come here my son, I 
 am not sick, but I am happy in my heart ;" he 
 placed his hand upon his breast while he spoke. 
 *' I told you that you must keep away from the 
 ground, that your life might be spared ; but I find 
 that these are good, and not bad, people ; kneel 
 down and I will pray for you." I knelt, while he 
 prayed. O, this was my father's first prayer ! Me 
 thinks, that at this time the angels rejoiced in 
 heaven. I became agitated ; my bow and arrows 
 
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 had fallen from my hand. The Indians lay 
 ahout me like dead men. All this was the effect 
 of the power of gospel grace, that had spread 
 among them. The shouts, praises, and prayers, 
 of fathers, mothers, sons, and daughters, were 
 heard from every quarter. Those who had just 
 appeared as dead, arose, and shouted the praises 
 of God ! They clapped their hands, and ex- 
 ^ claimed, '■'■Jesus nin ge shah wa ne mig,''^ Jesus 
 has blessed me. The feeling was so general and 
 powerful, that the influence was felt throughout 
 the camp, both by the Indians and the whites. 
 This was one of the happiest seasons I ever wit- 
 nessed, except the season of my own conversion. 
 Many of my relatives were converted on this oc- 
 casion. Many of them have since gone to the 
 world of spirits, and are now singing the praises 
 of redeeming love. This heavenly fire began to 
 fspread from the camp, to Mud, Schoogaug and 
 Balsam Lakes, the homes of the Ojebwas; also 
 to the shores of Lake Simeco, and Lake Huron, 
 and to the vicinity of Lake Superior. 
 
 " Waff, waft, ye winds his story. 
 And you ye waters roll, 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 77 
 
 Till like a sea of glory 
 
 It spreads from pole to pole." 
 
 On the camp ground, the Ojebwas sat in 
 squads, giving and receiving instruction in sing- 
 ing, learning and teaching the Lord's prayer, and 
 other things. Some were singing, 
 
 " Jesus, kuh ba ke zhig 
 
 Niug ee e uuli uh moz, 
 Uh pa gish kuh ke nuh wahb' dam 'woil 
 
 Ning ee 'nuh da uioosli 
 
 A zlie o ne zhe sliiiig, 
 O ge che o duh uuh me ah win." 
 
 " Jesus all the day long 
 
 Was my joy and my song; 
 O that all, his salvation might see I 
 
 He hath lov'd me, I cried; 
 
 He hath suffer'd and died 
 To redeem such a rebel as me." 
 
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 CHAPTER VIIL 
 
 The conversion of my mother took place during 
 the summer, on Poutash Island, where the In- 
 dians had erected a bark chapel. For two years 
 she lived in the enjoyment of religion. Before 
 this chapel was ready she would call us together 
 in the wigwam, and pray with and for us, several 
 times a day, whether our father was at home or 
 not. I remember well, at this moment, the lan- 
 guage of her prayers. 
 
 She was taken sick in the winter of 1829, and 
 was confined to her bed, most of the time, for three 
 months ; her disease was consumption. During 
 these three months, she enjoyed much religion ; 
 there was not a day, in which she did not speak 
 of Jesus and his promises with the greatest con- 
 fidence and delight. 
 
 When she grew worse, she called for the class 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 79 
 
 leaders to pray with her. She said to her mother, 
 whom she supposed would die first, because her 
 hair was lohite, " you will still live, but I am go- 
 ing to die, and will see Jesus first ; soon, however, 
 you Avill follow me." 
 
 The spirit of my dear mother took its flight on 
 the 27th day of February, 1830. Just before her 
 death, she prayed with her children ; and advised 
 us to be good Christians, to love Jesus, and to 
 meet her in heaven. She then sang her favorite 
 hymn, 
 
 '•' Jesus isli pe ming kah e zhod." 
 " Jesus, my all, to lieaven is gone." 
 
 This was the first hymn she had ever heard or 
 learned ; and it is on this account that I intro- 
 duce and sing this sweet hymn whenever I lec- 
 ture "On the origin, history, traditions, migra- 
 tion, and customs, of the Ojebwa nation." We 
 all knelt again by her bed side, and while clap- 
 ping her hands, and endeavoring to shout for joy, 
 she swooned away in death. The last words, 
 which she feebly uttered, were, " Jcsus^ JcsusT 
 Her spirit then fled, her lips were cold, and those 
 
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 warm hands that had so often and so faithfully 
 adnimistered comfort and relief, were now stiff. 
 I looked around the wigwam ; my father, sister, 
 and brother sat near me, wringing their hands ; 
 they were filled with bitter grief, and appeared in- 
 consolable, I then began to understand and ap- 
 preciate fully her kindness and love. Who, who 
 can, or will, take the place of a mother 7 Who 
 will pray fOr iis when we are sick or in distress ? 
 Her body was consigned to the grave without 
 any parade. No church bell was tolled ; but the 
 whistlino- wind sounded throuorh the woods. I 
 have often knelt down, at the head of her grave, 
 and wished that the time would soon arrive 
 when it might please God to relieve me from my 
 troubles and cares, and conduct me to the abode 
 of my beloved parent. My sister Sarah too, who 
 has since died, is doubtless with my mother. O 
 how glorious the thought, that both aix now in 
 heaven ! There is one spot where none will sigh 
 for home. The flowers that blossom there, will 
 never fade ; the crystal waters that wind along 
 those verdant vales, will never cease to send up 
 their heavenly music ; the clusters hanging from 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 81 
 
 the trees overshadowing its banks, will be im- 
 mortal clusters ; and the friends ihat meet, will 
 meet forever. 
 
 Little then did I think that I should have to 
 pass through so many afflictions, and so many 
 hardships. O my mother, I am still in a colcl^ un- 
 charitable, miserable icoi^ld ! But the thought that 
 thou art happy and blessed, is truly sweet and 
 encouraging ! It is this fact, and my own hopes 
 of future bliss, that buoys me up, and sustains 
 me in the hours of conflict and despondency. 
 Although many years have elapsed, since her 
 death, still, I often weep with mingled joy 
 and grief when I think of my dear mother. 
 "Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord." 
 " I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ, for 
 it is the power of God unto salvation to every 
 one that believeth." The gospel is the only re- 
 medy for the miseries and sins of the world. 
 
 My mother and sister's cases are not the only 
 ones that I could relate concerning the happy 
 lives and deaths of those once degraded and be- 
 nighted Indians. Many have already reached 
 heaven; and many more are now rejoicing on 
 
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 their road thither. Who will now say that the 
 poor Indians cannot be converted ? The least that 
 Christians could have done, was to send the gos- 
 pel among them, after having dispossessed them 
 of their lands; thus preparing them for useful- 
 ness here, and happiness hereafter. Let no one 
 say that I am ungrateful in speaking thus. It 
 was the duty of Christians to send us missiona- 
 ries; and it is noio their duty to send inore of 
 them. There are still 25,000 of my poor bre- 
 thren in darkness, and without the gospel. Let 
 the prayers of all the churches ascend to the 
 Most High, in their behalf, that He who has 
 power to deliver, may save the poor Indian from 
 misery, ignorance, and perdition. 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 83 
 
 CHAPTER IX. 
 
 In the summer following my mother's death 
 (1830), / was converted. The folio whig are the 
 circumstances connected with my conversion. 
 My father and I attended a camp meeting near 
 the town of Colbourne. On our way from Rice 
 Lake, to the meeting, my father l>eld me by the 
 hand, as I accompanied him through the woods. 
 Several times he prayed with me, and encouraged 
 me to seek religion at this camp meeting. We 
 had to walk thirty miles under a hot sun, in 
 order to reach the place of destination. Multi- 
 tudes of Indians, and a large concourse of whites 
 from various places, were on the ground when we 
 arrived. In the evening, one of the white preach- 
 ers ( Wright, I believe was his name), spoke ; his 
 text was, "For the great day of His wrath is 
 come, and who shall be able to stand." He spoke 
 
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 in English, and as he closed each sentence, an 
 Indian preacher gave its interpretation. He 
 spoke of the plain and good road to heaven ; of 
 the characters that were walking in it ; he then 
 spoke of the bad place, the judgment, and the 
 coming of a Saviour. I now began to feel as if I 
 should die, I felt very sick in my heart. Never 
 had I felt so before ; I was deeply distressed, and 
 knew not the cause. I resolved to go and pros- 
 trate myself at the mourners bench, as soon as 
 an opportunity offered. We were now invited 
 to approach. I went to the bench and knelt 
 down by the roots of a large tree. But how 
 could I pray ? I did not understand how to pray ; 
 and besides, I thought that the Great Spirit was 
 too great to listen to the words of a poor Indian 
 boy. What added to my misery was, that it had 
 rained in torrents about three quarters of an hour, 
 and I was soaking wet. The thunder was ap- 
 palling, and the lightning terrific. I then tried 
 again to pray, but I was not able. I did not 
 know what words to use. My father then pray- 
 ed with and for me. Many were praising God, 
 all around me. The storm now ceased, and 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 85 
 
 nearly all the lights had been extinguished by 
 the rain. I still groaned and agonized over my 
 sins. I was so agitated and alarmed that I knew 
 not which way to turn in order to get relief. I 
 was like a icounded bird, fluttering for its life. 
 Presently and suddenly, I saw in my mind, some- 
 thing approaching ; it was like a small but bril- 
 liant torch ; it appeared to pass through the leaves 
 of the trees. My poor body became so enfeebled 
 that I fell; my heart trembled. The small bril- 
 liant light came near to me, and fell upon my 
 head, and then ran all over and through me, just 
 as if water had been copiously poured out upon 
 me. I knew not how long I had lain after my 
 fall ; but when I recovered, my head was in a 
 puddle of water, in a small ditch. I arose; and 
 O ! how happy I was ! I felt as light as a fea- 
 ther. I clapped my hands, and exclaimed in 
 English, " Glorij to Jesus J" I looked around for 
 my father, and saw him. I told him that I had 
 found " Jesus." He embraced me, and kissed 
 me ; I threw myself into his arms. I felt as 
 strong as a lion, yet as humble as a poor Indian 
 
 boy saved by grace, by grace alone. During that 
 
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 night I did not sleep. The next morning, my 
 cousin, George Shawney, and myself, went out 
 into the woods to sing and pray. As I looked at 
 the trees, the hills, and the vallies, O how beauti- 
 ful they all appeared ! I looked upon them, as 
 it were, with new eyes and new thoughts. Amidst 
 the smiles of creation, the birds sang sweetly, as 
 they flew from tree to tree. We sang 
 
 " Jesus the name that charms our fears." 
 
 O how sweet the recollections of that day! 
 " Jesus all the day long was my joy and my song." 
 Several hundred were converted during this meet- 
 ing. Many of the Indians were reluctant to 
 leave the camp ground v^^hen the meeting was 
 broken up. When we reached our homes at 
 Rice Lake, every thing seemed to me as if it 
 wore a diiferent aspect ; every thing was clothed 
 with beauty. Before this, I had only begun to 
 spell and read. I now resumed my studies with 
 a new and different relish. Often, when alone, 
 I prayed that God would help me to qualify my- 
 self to teach others how to read the word of God ; 
 this circumstance I had not told to any one. On 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 87 
 
 Sabbath mornings I read a chapter in the INew 
 Testament, which had been translated for my 
 father before we went to meeting. 
 
 During this summer, one of our chiefs, John 
 Sunday, with several others, departed from Rice 
 Lake, for the west, with a design to preach to the 
 Ojebwas. When they returned, they told us that 
 the Indians were very eager to hear the word of 
 God, and that many had been converted. John 
 Sunday informed us of a certain Indian, who was 
 so much opposed to the meetings, that he con- 
 fined his wife and children to one of the islands, 
 to prevent her attending them. But this poor 
 woman was so anxious to obey God in attend- 
 ance on worship, that she w^as in the habit of 
 fording the river every night, and carrying her 
 children on her back. Her husband was after- 
 wards converted. He mentioned also an in- 
 stance of an Indian who brought his medicine 
 sack with him to the meeting, but on being con- 
 verted, he scattered its contents to the four winds 
 of heaven. These sacks were held very sacred 
 among the Indians. He spoke likewise of the 
 conversion of many chiefs, and of the flocks of 
 
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 children anxious to hear the word of God. He 
 left such an impression on my mind, that often, 
 while alone, I prayed that God might send me 
 to instruct the children in the truths of religion. 
 
 I joined my father's class meeting; and as 
 often as possible, I attended school during the 
 period of two years. In June, 1834, our white 
 missionary, Daniel McMullen, received a letter 
 from the Rev. Wm. Case, in which it was stated 
 that a letter had been sent to him by the Ilev. 
 John Clark, who was then the Superintendent 
 of the missions on Lake Superior. The Super- 
 intendent requested that two native preachers 
 and two native teachers should be sent to him. 
 John Johnson and I, were told that Ave were to 
 accompany Brothers John Taunchey and Cau- 
 bage to Lake Superior, to aid Brother Clark. 
 
 Brother Caubage, and my cousin Johnson, took 
 their departure. John Taunchey hesitated about 
 going, because I was undecided, and my father 
 felt unwilling at first to let me go. 
 
 One day I determined to leave the village so 
 as to avoid going to Lake Superior; I hunted 
 along the River Trent, hoping that John Taunchey 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWII. 89 
 
 would be gone before my return ; 1 felt very un- 
 willing to go. I was absent over two weeks ; 
 they were the longest two weeks I had ever ex- 
 perienced. Yet the whole time I felt dissatisfied ; 
 something seemed to whisper to me " George, go 
 home, and go to Lake Superior with your uncle 
 John Taunchey." I returned to the village. The 
 first person I saw, informed me that my uncle 
 was waiting for me, and that my father had left 
 it to me to decide w^hether to go or to stay. 
 Here I was; the missionaries came, and said, 
 " George, your father has left it with you to go 
 or stay. It is your duty to go ; John is waiting, 
 and to-day you must conclude." Our school mis- 
 tress, Miss Pinney, came and reasoned with me. 
 I recollected too, that I had prayed that God might 
 prepare me to be useful to my brethren ; and now, 
 that I have some good reason to think that my 
 prayers had been heard, and still to refuse to go, 
 would perhaps be acting in opposition to the indi- 
 cations of God. I wept and prayed ; but O ! that 
 night of struggle! I could not sleep. In the morn- 
 ing, I said to my father, " I have concluded to go, 
 prepare me for my journey." That morning we 
 
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 were prepared ; and on the 16th July, 1834, about 
 noon, we were on the shore. The canoe was 
 ready; many of the Indians prayed with us on 
 the beach. After shaking hands with my father 
 and the rest, we bid farewell to all we loved so 
 tenderly. We went on board the steamboat 
 Great Britain at Cobourg, and arrived at Toronto 
 the next day. On the 19th of July, we saw at 
 Toronto, on the top of one of the houses, Mr. 
 William Lyon McKenzie, who created so much 
 trouble in Canada in the years 1837 and 1838. He 
 was then in the height of his popularity. He was 
 placed upon the top of a house by his friends, in 
 company with another lawyer, with a large gold 
 medal around his neck. There was a large con- 
 course of his friends who had come from Hamilton 
 for the express purpose of seeing and cheering 
 him. On the 20th July we left in the stage for 
 Holland Landing; here we remained two days, 
 for the want of a conveyance to the Snake Island 
 Mission. At this island we tarried the whole of the 
 Sabbath with the Indians ; and had some glorious 
 meetings. They conveyed us to the Narrows 
 Mission. In crossing from Narrows to Cold AVater 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 91 
 
 Mission, we were obliged to carry our trunks on 
 our backs. About 11 o'clock we met two runa- 
 way horses on the road to Narrows. We caught 
 them, tied our trunks on their backs, and lead 
 them back to Cold Water. Thus we were re- 
 lieved of our heavy loads. 
 
 On Wednesday, the 26th July, we went from 
 Cold Water Mission to Pane-ta-wa-go-shene, 
 where we saw a great number of Ojebwas from 
 Lake Superior, Ottawas, Menomenese, &c. Here 
 we fell in with John Sunday, Frazer, and others, 
 who were engaged in instructing the Indians in 
 this vicinity. 
 
 An opportunity occurred now to go to Sault St. 
 Marie, where the Rev. John Clark resided. We 
 were out of provisions several times. By fishing 
 and shooting gulls on our way, we were enabled 
 to reach the Sault, where we met Brother Clark, 
 John Caubage, and cousin Johnson; this took 
 place, I believe, on the 24th of August. We 
 stayed here about two weeks, preparing to go to 
 the Aunce, the Ke-wa-we-non Mission. During 
 our delay in this place, the Rev. Messrs. Chand- 
 ler, and Bourne (the latter a member of the UK- 
 
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 nois Conference, arrived. Brother Chandler has 
 smce died. My cousin, H. P. Chase, was Brother 
 Clark's interpreter. The Indians were comfort- 
 able in their new houses. We held meeting with 
 them several nights. 
 
 Pah-we-ting with its fisheries. Thomas Shaw, 
 a warm and open hearted half-bred Frenchman, 
 was in the habit of scooping out of the rapids, 
 twenty or thirty fine white fish, and boiling them 
 for his friends. 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 93 
 
 CHAPTER X. 
 
 I now began to feel the responsibilities rest- 
 ing upon me. The thought of assuming the 
 station of a teacher of the Indians, with so few 
 capabilities, was enough to discourage more gift- 
 ed men than myself Frequently did I enter the 
 woods and pour out my soul to God, in agony 
 and tears. I trembled at what was before me ; 
 and said, "avIio is able for these things?" But 
 a still small voice would ansAver, " My grace is 
 sufficient for you." Soothing words indeed, espe- 
 cially to an unlearned and feeble Red man — a 
 mere worm of the dust. 
 
 Having provided every thing necessary for our 
 
 journey, and a residence of eight months at the 
 
 Ka-wa-we-non Mission, we started in company 
 
 with Rev. Mr. Chandler, uncle John Taunchey, 
 
 and the traders who intended to winter on the 
 
 shores of Lake Superior and do business with 
 
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 the Ojebwas. We were more than three weeks 
 on our journey — three hundred and fifty miles. 
 At one place we were weather-bound for one 
 week. Our French companions were the most 
 wicked of men. They would gnash their teeth 
 at each other, curse, swear, and fight among 
 themselves. The boat, oars, the winds, water, 
 the teachers, etc., did not escape their execra- 
 tions. I thought now that I understood what 
 hell was in a very clear manner. My very hairs 
 seemed to " stand erect like quills upon a fretful 
 porcupine," when they gave vent to their male- 
 volence and passions. They would fight like 
 beasts over their cooking utensils, and even while 
 their food was in their mouths. I will just say 
 here that I have often seen them eat boiled corn 
 with tallow for butter. 
 
 On our road, we saw the celebrated Pictured 
 Rocks, Sand Banks, and Grand Island. On a point 
 of the latter place we encamped. Every Sab- 
 bath I devoted about one hour in sighing and 
 crying after home. What good can / c/o, when I 
 reach the place of labor ? was a question that 
 often occurred to my mind. Still we were going 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 95 
 
 farther and farther from home. We were obliged 
 too, to do our own cooking, washing, and mend- 
 ing. 
 
 At last, in September, we arrived at the Aunce 
 Bay. Here, our house was no better than a wig- 
 wam ; and yet we had to occupy it as a dwell- 
 ing, a school house, a meeting house, and a 
 council room. 
 
 We commenced laboring among our poor peo- 
 ple, and those that had been christianized, were 
 exceedingly glad to see us. Brothers Sunday and 
 1 razer had already been among them more than 
 ii year. We began to build quite late in the fall, 
 and although we removed a house from the other 
 side of the bay, yet we experienced much incon- 
 venience. We visited the Indians daily, for the 
 purpose of conversing and praying with them. 
 There were about thirty, who had, for more than 
 a year, professed to experience a change of 
 heart. As my uncle was experienced in con- 
 versing with the unconverted, I endeavored to 
 pursue his course in this respect. Each day we 
 took a different direction in visiting the uncon- 
 verted. We would sing, read the scriptures, and 
 
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 then pray with them. Sometimes they would 
 be impudent, and even abusive, but this did not 
 discourage us, or deter us from our duty. By 
 persevering, we soon discovered that the Lord was 
 about to bless our efforts. While my uncle was 
 visiting some four or five wigwams, I was visiting 
 as many others ; their wigwams being near us. 
 Our influence, with God's blessing, was now felt 
 among them. Singing and praying w^ere their 
 constant employment ; and some of them seemed 
 to know nothing else but the enjoyment of the 
 truth of the gospel, and that God can and does 
 " forgive sin." They became the happiest of 
 beings ; their very souls were like an escaped 
 bird, whose glad wings had saved it from danger 
 and death. Brother Chandler preached twice 
 every Sabbath, and taught school every oil.er 
 week. One Sabbath, in January, 1835, Brothei 
 Chandler preached from these words, " And ihey 
 were all filled icith the Holy Ghost.^^ He spoke with 
 unusual liberty ; I caught some of the same fi>e 
 with which the sermon was delivered ; and inter- 
 preted it with much ardor. O what a melting 
 season it was! The anxious and expressive 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWII. 97 
 
 looks of the Indians ; the tears streaming down 
 their cheeks, all tended to add to the occasion. 
 My readers, here was comfort; here was one 
 bright spot, at least, in my checkered life, that I 
 never can forget. My poor brethren appeared to 
 swallow every word of the sermon as I interpret- 
 ed it. One John South wind, who had been no- 
 toriously cruel and revengeful, was among the 
 humblest and the happiest. He had been a great 
 Conjurer. 
 
 On Sabbath evenings, every converted Indian 
 would try to induce his relatives to embrace re- 
 Uo-kii, and pray in the wigwams of their uncon- 
 verted relatives. These happy scenes often made 
 me forget home. 
 
 Mapy of the unconverted, were very revenge- 
 fi -1 ; but we let them expend their vengeance on 
 •lie air. One of them, KaJi-he-icah-be-ko-kay, i. e. 
 Spear Maker, threatened to tomahawk us, if we 
 hould come to his wigwam "with the white 
 ivian's religion;" "for," said he, "already some 
 of my family are very sick and craz)^" Not- 
 Avithstanding this threat, we commenced our 
 visits, and with no other weapon than a little 
 
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 calico bag containing our Testament and Hymn 
 Book. AVhenever he saw us near his wigAvam 
 (we were obliged to pass near his in visiting 
 other wigwams), he would run out, and grumble 
 and growl like a bear escaping from its den for 
 life. Li this way we continued our visits, and 
 had opportunities to converse with the family, 
 which resiTlted in the conversion of all his chil- 
 dren. In the month of Februar}'", he himself 
 came to us, and plead earnestly for our forgiveness. 
 He had gone out to hunt the Martin, with his 
 youngest daughter, who was about ten years old. 
 While her father was preparing a martin trap, or 
 dead-fall, as it is sometimes called, the daughter 
 slipped behind a tree, knelt in the snow, and 
 prayed for her father. The Lord heard her 
 prayer. The old man " felt sick in his heart," 
 and every thing he looked at, appeared to frown 
 upon him, and to bid him " go to the missiona- 
 ries, and they will tell you how you can be 
 cured." He returned home three days earlier 
 than he had intended. Just after day-dawn, 
 we heard a number of Indians praying. John 
 Southwind came in and said tons, ^' Ke-ge-ke-ica- 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 99 
 
 ye-7cah, Kak-he-wah-hc-koo-hay kc-che-ah-koo-sey, '' ' 
 i. e. Your friend Sjyear Maker is very sick; he 
 wishes you to call at his wigwam and pray with 
 him. This was good news indeed ! We went 
 at once, and prayed Avith him. He could not 
 speak ; but sat sobbing and sighing over the fire. 
 We conversed with him, and then left him ; but 
 before breakfast he entered our house with his 
 large medicine sack containing little gods of 
 almost every description. He stood before us, 
 and said, " Ah bay, ah ivas ah yah mook,^^ — here, 
 take this. He cast the bag, or sack, down upon 
 the floor, and wept and sobbed bitterly, saying, 
 " I have done all I could against you, but you 
 have been my friends. I want you to pray for 
 me, and to burn these gods, or throw them where 
 I can never see them." Shortly after this inter- 
 view, he obtained religion, and became truly 
 happy in the Lord. 
 
 There were many equally interesting conver- 
 sions about 'this time. I must here mention 
 what was often very amusing to the missiona- 
 ries, and would often create a smile, if nothing 
 more. When some of the Indians were under 
 
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 conviction, they would take some of their own 
 medicines (herbs) to cure their " sickness," — for 
 so they termed conviction. An old medic ?ne man 
 once sent a message to us, stating that his (laiigh- 
 ter was dying ; and that it v/as caused by <jwi: 
 singing and praying before her so much ; he airro 
 added, that in the event of her death, he would 
 have his revenge by killing us, and insisted jpon 
 it, that we must come immediately, and endc.^t'^')r 
 to relieve her. We went, and after having pj i.v- 
 ed with her for some time, she revived, and ex- 
 pressed her confidence that the Holy Spirit had 
 operated upon her heart. The old man soon 
 became convinced that his daughter wps not dy- 
 ing, except unto sin ; he, therefore, at Otice, be- 
 came reconciled and delighted too. 
 
 We now commenced traveling on snovv' shoes 
 within fifteen or twenty miles around, where the 
 Indians wei^ hunting, praying, and preaching t ) 
 them. The Lord owned and blessed our labors 
 wherever we went. We held prayer meetings 
 in the woods. All tliis time the Alah-je Mon-c-doo 
 (Bad Spirit) was not asleep. In the spring th ; 
 Heathen party started in a body to visit their old 
 
KAH-G?>GA-OAH-BO\VH. 101 
 
 fiiend Spear Maker, for the purpose of uniting 
 with him in dancing, and in their medicine wor- 
 ship ; but the old man had too much religion in 
 fiim \o gratify them. As soon as they discovered 
 thii: they could not prevail upon the old man, 
 tliey sent word to all, that they could excel us in 
 worshiping the Great Spirit; and that they in- 
 tendov to hold their regular spring Grand Medi- 
 cm^ Worship. Every night we held meetings. 
 They commenced with their paw-icahs (singing), 
 and beating of the drums on the other side of 
 the >:?y, and continued it for a whole week. 
 We kept up our usual meetings; and at the end 
 of the w^eek, their drumming, singing, and danc- 
 inj?- c^as^d. We continued our meetings for two 
 months. The Chief of this place, was yet uncon- 
 v€i.:. d. 
 
 During this spring, Brother Clark, our Super- 
 ir indent, arrived from the SaultSt. Marie, with 
 brother William Herkimer and family, and my 
 cousin Johnson. These were to take our places 
 in the Mission. We had now an excellent quar- 
 levly meeting. Brother Clark preached a sensi- 
 ble and warm sermon; my cousin interpreted it. 
 
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102 THE LIFE OF 
 
 It was a blessed time; over twenty were ba;>- 
 tised before the services began. There was a 
 circumstance which rendered the occasion pecu- 
 liarly interesting ; an old Indian woman of about 
 eighty years, came crawling to the meeting, for 
 she was unable to walk ; her name was Anna. 
 The year before, she had traveled three hundred 
 and fifty miles in a canoe, to be baptised by Bro- 
 ther Clark. She now lived about two miles from 
 our Mission, and on the Sabbath, was brought to 
 meeting in a canoe. But on this Sabbath, the wind 
 was so high that no canoe could be launched. 
 In the morning, after the others had left, she start- 
 ed for meeting, and crawled over logs, through 
 creeks, and other difficult places near the edges 
 of rocks. Old Anna made her appearance in 
 the house, to the astonishment as well as to the 
 delight of all. She seated herself in front of the 
 preacher, and listened attentively to the words 
 of eternal life. She united with others in praising 
 God for his mercy and goodness, especially to 
 herself. She then partook of the body and blood 
 of her Saviour. She spoke of the day in which 
 she was in darkness ; but now she knew, by ex- 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 1 03 
 
 perience, that the Lord had forgiven her sins. 
 S le cared not for the tocUer, imid, or 2WPxi])ices^ if 
 she couid only crawl or creep to meeting, for she 
 felt well rewarded, because the Lord blessed her. 
 She did not, like some, fear to soil her clothes ; 
 neither was she a fair day visitor of meeting. 
 Before her conversion, she was a celebrated con- 
 jurer, and a dread to the nation ; every one was 
 afraid to incur her displeasure. The last time I 
 saw her, was in 1842, and she was still confiding 
 in the Lord. 
 
 We v/ere now to accompany Brother Clark to 
 St. Marie. We started on Tuesday afternoon at 
 about three o'clock, in our large bark canoe, 
 which was about thirty-six feet long, five feet 
 wide in the centre, and three feet high. We 
 paddled about nine miles. On the next morn- 
 ing, we hoisted our sail before a fresh breeze and 
 sailed at the rate of nine knots an hour. We 
 reached the point on the Sand Banks in the 
 evening, having previously tarried three hours 
 with the Indians at Grand Island. The next 
 day we sailed about six miles from the shore ; it 
 was quite boisterous; and when in the trough of 
 
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 the wave it was impossible for us to see the land , 
 We now came within a few miles of White-fish 
 Point. On the following day we hoisted our sail 
 again, and had a favorable wind ; we went down 
 the Falls of St. Marie in handsome style, about 
 twelve o'clock. Wauh-ke-neich* (White Eagle) 
 walked about Sault St. Marie attending to the 
 interests of the Missions. He was the theme of 
 conversation in every circle, for none had ever 
 traveled the distance in so short a time. The 
 traders were much surprised. The Indians could 
 hardly think it possible for any person to travel 
 the distance in so short a time. 
 
 Note. — On our way to St. Marie, we saw that 
 one of the Points of Grand Island had sunk. It 
 was formed of quicksand. It was told to the 
 trader, Charles Holiday, by the Indians, that the 
 Great Spirit had removed from under that point 
 to some other place, because the Methodist Mis- 
 
 * This was the name given by my poor brethren to Brother Clark, anil a 
 more Appropriate one could not have been given. — The King of Birds. 
 Tliey knew that he Imd come to be instrumental in saving their never (iying 
 «oiiip. 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 105 
 
 sionaries had encamped there the previous fall, 
 and had, by their prayers driven the Spirit from 
 under the point. They did not wish the mis- 
 sionaries to encamp any where on their Island 
 again, fearing that the Island would sink. 
 
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 CHAPTER XI. 
 
 We spent a few weeks at. the Sault with the 
 brethren, with whom we had some precious sea- 
 sons. We were soon informed by our beloved 
 Superintendent that three of us would have to 
 go to Ottawa Lake : — Taunchey, Marksman, and 
 myself We had, as was supposed, provisions 
 enough to last till we reached La Pointe, where 
 we were to obtain a fresh supply for seven 
 months. Brothers Tah-yash, and Ma-mah-skah- 
 irasli i. e. Fast-sailer, accompanied us. We had 
 a new canoe, good oars, and a new sail. After 
 leaving, the first place which we arrived at Avas 
 about six miles above the Sault St. Marie. We 
 here saw a porcupine on the beach ; and having 
 beat it to death, we cooked and ate it for supper. 
 After this we were wind-bound for several days, 
 which delayed our arrival at the Ke-wa-we-non 
 
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KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 107 
 
 Mission, on our way to La Pointe. On entering 
 Aunce Bay, we were in ninch danger. The 
 wind rose, with a dense fog accompanying it, 
 and we were without a compass. We steered 
 our course by the wind. We were very near be- 
 ing dashed to pieces against a large rock a few feet 
 from us, which we espied just in time to avoid. 
 I had been on Lake Superior, but never saw the 
 waves run so high as on the present occasion. 
 It was truly wonderful that our bark canoe stood 
 the sea so well. Nor could we see any prospect 
 of landing. Still the spray of the gigantic waves 
 continued to roll after us in terrific fury. The 
 canoe still struggled between the mountain 
 waves, and then would rise on the top. The sail 
 spread itself like a duck just ready to fly. It ap- 
 peared at times that we must all perish. But 
 God was with us. O how kind and merciful is 
 that Being who has the winds and waves in his 
 hands ! " O Lord I will praise thee," etc. It is 
 religion alone that can support in time of danger. 
 Faith lays hold on God. Yes, let distress, sick- 
 ness, trials, perils, and even death come, yet if in 
 thy hands, O Lord, we are secure. 
 
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 Through a kind providence, we arrived at last 
 at Brother Herkimer's, about ten o'clock, A. M. 
 How we surprised them when they were told 
 that we sailed all the morning through the fog. 
 They at once saw the danger ; but we could take 
 no other course. We remained here but a few 
 days. On Tuesday, we left for La Pointe, one 
 hundred and sixty miles. Here was another 
 tedious journey, for we were again wind-bound 
 for three days ; in consequence of this misfortune 
 our provisions were exhausted. We went to 
 Ah-too-nah-kun River on Friday evening, and 
 traveled all night to reach Porcupine Mountains, 
 where we arrived at day light. We stepped out 
 of the canoe, took our blankets, wrapped them 
 around us, and lay on the solid rocks, where we 
 slept about an hour and a half Saturday morn- 
 ing arrived, and found us with nothing but half 
 a pound of tea ; we were now eighty-eight miles 
 from La Pointe. We rowed all the morning, when 
 a favorable breeze sprung up, which enabled us 
 to gain fifty miles during that day. After night- 
 fall we toiled to reach La Pointe by twelve 
 o'clock on Saturday night; but we were so fa- 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 109 
 
 tigued, sleepy, and hungry, that it was impossi- 
 ble to continue rowing. Now and then a little 
 land-breeze would help us along slowly, without 
 rowing. At last we were obliged to give up row- 
 ing, as the oars were dragging in the water. I 
 steered the boat as well as I could. We labored 
 hard to keep awake. I thought of the tea ; I 
 chewed a mouthful of it and swallowed the 
 juice; but in a few minutes I suffered so much 
 from a griping pain that I was alarmed. Oh I was 
 miserable, sick, and hungry. I could not wake 
 any of the company ; and when my pain ceased, 
 I could scarcely keep myself awake. I now 
 steered for the shore ; it was about twelve o'clock. 
 I threw my blanket around me, and left all hands 
 sleeping in the boat. I threw up a little bank of 
 sand for a pillow, and the soft wet sand was 
 my bed. I was soon in the land of Nod. 
 
 Sabbath morning came. I had dreamed that 
 we were just about sitting down to a warm break- 
 fast, when Peter Marksman awoke me, and said, 
 "George, come, get up, blackfast (breakfast, he 
 meant, he could speak but little English). If it 
 
 had not been the Sabbath, I might have been iU' 
 
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 duced to retaliate. It was indeed, a black/ast, 
 dark enough ; nothing to eat, and only tea to drink 
 for breakfast, dinner and supper ! and yet, only 
 about fiften miles from La Pointe; indeed, we 
 could see the place ; and had it not been that it 
 was the Sabbath, feeble as we were, we would 
 have proceed. Here, then, we spent the Sabbath. 
 I walked into the woods, and all that I could think 
 of while reading my Bible, was home. I looked 
 towards home, and wept at the thought of it. I 
 said to myself, O my father, if you knew my 
 situation to-day, you would feel for me, and 
 fly, if possible, to assist me ! I feel that your 
 prayers ascend for me ; and then descend like 
 gentle rains, into my soul. Home ! home ! however 
 humble, it is still ho7ne. This day, however, is a 
 glorious day for my soul ; but how insupportable 
 for the body ! We had a prayer meeting in the 
 evening, which is still as fresh in my grateful 
 memory as if it had but just taken place. 
 
 Monday morning, before the sun arose, we 
 were on our way to La Pointe, where we arrived 
 about ten o'clock. Mr. Warren, the trader at 
 this place, supplied us with some necessaries. 
 
K AH-GE-G A-G AH-BOWH . Ill 
 
 We breakfasted with him, and never did fish and 
 potatoes taste half so sweet as now. 
 
 We called on the Rev. Mr. Hall, and others of 
 the Presbyterian Mission. How kindly they re- 
 ceived and entertained us ; they compelled us to 
 live in their families, while we remained in that 
 place. We had now to prepare to depart for Ot- 
 tawa Lake, where we had been appointed by 
 Brother Clark to spend the winter, in teaching 
 the Indians. O what a field for labor in all these 
 regions ! Indians, from every direction, congre- 
 gate here eveiy summer ; those, too, who have 
 never heard of a Saviour ! 
 
 When will all my poor people " sit together in 
 heavenly places in Christ Jesus"? When will 
 they cease to offer up to the Bad Spirit all they 
 possess ? Shall these also perish as did the Indi- 
 ans on the eastern coast ? The red men of the 
 forest were then unconscious that the white man 
 would at some future day, spread his white sails 
 on these waters, and claim their native woods ; 
 that a steamboat would make its appearance, 
 like a monster from the deep, snorting fire and 
 
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 smoke, near their shores. God of mercy, save, 
 save my poor people. 
 
 We started for the OttaAva Lake about the 
 eighth of October, 1835. We had to carry our 
 canoes, with the rest of our articles, over eight 
 portages, or carrying places, one of which was 
 nine, and another five miles long. No language 
 can convey an idea of the hardships and toil to 
 which we were exposed, before we reached there ; 
 for we had to carry all our things over the carry- 
 ing places ; and as it was too late in the fall, and 
 on account of the disagreeableness of the wea- 
 ther, we were obliged to return to La Pointe. 
 The winter set in, and we traveled one hundred 
 and seventy miles by land. It was on one of these 
 carrying places that I carried the heavy load 
 mentioned on page 19. 
 
 When we arrived at Ottawa Lake, the Indians 
 were glad to see us. The Chief, Moose Ogeed, 
 Moose tail, was particularly kind. Here we la- 
 bored with success, though at the time many of 
 them were absent hunting. I commenced a day- 
 school with few scholars. During the winter our 
 provisions gave out ; for seven weeks we had 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWn. 113 
 
 nothing, except what we caught by spearing and 
 shooting; but in the latter part of the winter 
 Ave could neither shoot rabbits, nor spear fish. 
 What now was to be done, except to go to La 
 Pointe, one hundred and seventy miles, and ob- 
 tain some flour. We ran nearly all day through 
 the woods, and the next day my feet were blis- 
 tered, occasioned by the strap of my snow shoes. 
 The young man who accompanied me, suffered 
 still more, for the blood was oozing out through 
 his naoccasons. At the expiration of two days, 
 at about ten o'clock in the morning, we were at 
 Rev. Mr. Hall's, at La Pointe. Brother Hall 
 could hardly credit the fact that we had walked 
 one hundred and seventy miles in kss that two 
 days. 
 
 On returning to the mission, we were one week 
 on our journey. I had over seventy pounds of 
 provisions to carry when I left, and my friend 
 and companion, whom I hired, had eighty-five 
 pounds. The Indians too were almost starving; 
 but the spring opened just in time to save them. 
 Li their journey, down the river, we accompanied 
 them, and had an opportunity to converse with 
 
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 them about religion. On our way, the Indians 
 pointed to the battle grounds of the Ojebwas and 
 the Sioux. How dreadful and awful was their 
 description. The Chief, pointing to a certain 
 spot, observed, " There I killed two Sioux, about 
 thirteen winters ago ; I cut open one of them ; 
 and when I reflected that the Sioux had cut up 
 my own cousin, but a year before, I took out his 
 heart, cut a piece from it, and swallowed it 
 whole. I scooped some of his blood, while warm, 
 with my hand, and drank as many draughts as 
 the number of friends who had perished by their 
 hands." As he spoke, the fierceness of the Indian 
 gleamed from his countenance. Ever}'' half mile, 
 trees were blazed (barked), and notches made 
 according to the number that had been killed. 
 
 The Sioux and the Ojebwas have been at war 
 from time immemorial. The neutral ground of 
 these two nations, is full of game, such as deer, 
 bears, elks, etc. We went down to the Me-no- 
 me-nee Mills, on the Chippewa River, where the 
 whites were cutting down pine trees. We then 
 returned to Ottawa Lake, and, afterwards, to La 
 Pointe. 
 
K,\H-GE-GA-GAH-BO\VH. 115 
 
 During this winter I was with tlie Rev. Mr. 
 Hall, at La Pointe, and assisted him in translat- 
 ing the Gospel of St. Luke, and the Acts of the 
 Apostles, into the Ojebwa tongue. Although I 
 have sat hour after hour in assisting him in his 
 good work in the west, yet I can never, never re- 
 pay him for the kindness and affection shown to 
 me. May God reward him for his labors of love, 
 and for his Christian benevolence. He is like a 
 pure and limpid stream which is ever running, 
 and which never dries up. He is like a high 
 rock on the sea shore, when the storms and 
 waves have passed by, unchanging and unchang- 
 ed. He is in all respects the most suitable man 
 for this work, being devoted, humble, kind, affec- 
 tionate, and benevolent, and is master of our 
 language. I hope to see him once, if not many 
 times, more, that I may thank him again and 
 again for his Christian goodness. May his holy 
 and arduous life, and health, be precious in God's 
 sight. 
 
 Here I must make a remark. In that country, 
 we ought not to know each other as Presbyte- 
 rians, Methodists, or Baptists, but only as mis- 
 
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 sionaries of the cross. We should labor with 
 and for each other ; and do all the good we can. 
 Our language should always be, "come bre- 
 thren, let us labor side by side, hold up each 
 others hands in the work, share each others 
 trials and privations; and spread the gospel of 
 the blessed God." May many Brother Halls be 
 raised up for these stations; so that the poor 
 outcast red man, may soon take his station 
 among Christians of every civilized clime. 
 Should these observations fall under the eye of 
 dear Brother Hall, he will, I am sure, forgive me 
 for the warm and candid confessions of a sincere 
 heart. 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 117 
 
 CHAPTER XII. 
 
 We spent part of the summer at La Pointe, 
 waiting for our Superintendent, Rev. John Clark, 
 who intended to go by the way of Ottawa Lake 
 down the Mississippi. He arrived the latter part 
 of June, with his companions. We went in two 
 canoes up Bad River, and thence over the Porta- 
 ges, already named. We divided our provisions, 
 bedding, etc., etc., so that each should carry 
 an equal weight. In ascending Bad River we 
 were nearly half of the time in the water, drag- 
 ing the canoe up the stream. One day Brother 
 Clark stepped on a rock above the water, in the 
 centre of the river, for the purpose of holding the 
 canoe while those that were exceedingly tired, 
 might rest. As soon as he had put his foot on 
 the rock, the canoe wheeled around with the 
 
 current, which drew him into it, and carried him 
 
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 down the river. We were alarmed for some 
 time, and it was with the greatest efforts that we 
 could save him. At times, we could only see 
 his white hat above the water. At first, we 
 could not render him the least assistance. The 
 stream conveyed him near the shore, where he 
 seized the limb of a tree, which enabled him to 
 reach land. We hurried to the spot where he 
 landed, jumped out of the canoe, and ran after 
 him, but before we could see him, we heard him 
 cry out " tchoojj," and in a few moments saw 
 him coming through the leaves soaking wet. 
 We were all thankful indeed to see him alive, 
 and so cheerful too. On that day we would not 
 permit him to carry but two loads or packs, the 
 others carried three. Our wish was that he 
 should not at any time carry any thing; but he 
 insisted upon helping us, and to this we had to 
 submit. This was one of those kind traits which 
 endeared him so much to all his fellow laborers. 
 He has also shared the last morsel of bread with us. 
 Often has he carried the canoe on his back ; and 
 when we were discouraged and faint, he would 
 encourage vis by his cheerful countenance, and 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 119 
 
 words of consolation. Our sinking hearts have 
 often been made to beat with emotions of joy ; 
 for during these journeys we had ample reasons 
 and time for desponding. But according to our 
 trials, did we enjoy the smiles of heaven. 
 
 We were three days going over the Nine Mile 
 Portage, where we spent the Sabbath. We had 
 three loads each ; and the two canoes were also 
 to be carried, each one taking his turn every half 
 mile. We were now completely jaded out ; our 
 bones ached. This was the hardest journey that 
 I ever made, with the exception of the one which 
 will hereafter be related. 
 
 After severe toil and privations, we arrived at 
 Ottawa Lake, where Brother Clark met the chief 
 and some of his warriors in council. He explain- 
 ed the object of our visit, viz. to live among them 
 and teach them ; to which the chief assented. 
 
 Brother Clark now left Johnson, Marksman, 
 and myself here, to do all the good we could. 
 On departing, we accompanied him down the ri- 
 ver for two days ; and on the first of August we 
 bade each other farewell. 
 
 That day, Peter and John were inconsolable, 
 
120 THE LIFE OF 
 
 because Brother Clark and the rest had left us for 
 a whole year. I felt so "choked up" and de- 
 serted, that I talked but little during the day. 
 After praying, as Brother Clark was parting with 
 us, and our heads were resting on the canoe, he 
 said, " Brethren, take courage ; do all the good 
 you can. Pray much ; trust in God ; tell the In- 
 dians how the Saviour died; we will pray for 
 you ; good bye ; and may the Lord bless you and 
 your labors." 
 
 We returned to Ottawa Lake, and built a 
 house, where we resided during the year. Quite 
 late in the fall, Johnson and Marksman left me, 
 and went to La Pointe, where they remained all 
 the winter. It is true, there were but few In- 
 dians here, but yet, too many for one teacher. 
 They wished me to go with them, but I preferred, 
 from a sense of duty, to spend the winter and 
 spring in teaching, singing, and praying among 
 the people here. In the spring an interesting 
 conversion took place; the convert committed 
 the fourteenth chapter of St. John before he had 
 learned the alphabet. This young man had 
 been remarkably kind, and humane, before his 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. I2I 
 
 conversion ; he was more like a Christian than 
 any unconverted man I ever saw. I never heard 
 any thing proceed from his mouth that was cen- 
 surable. One Sabbath morning, while we were 
 in the woods, I was reading to him, " God so 
 loved the world, that he gave his only begotten 
 Son, that whosoever believeth on him, might not 
 perish, but have everlasting life." This was like 
 an arrow in his heart ; he prayed, and wrestled 
 with God, until the Lord spoke peace to his soul. 
 In the summer, when Johnson and Marks- 
 man arrived, John and I went down to Prairie 
 Du Chien, on the IVIississippi. On our way, 
 we had to pass through the land of the Sioux, 
 the enemies of the Ojebwas, and we knew not 
 what would be our fate. However, we pursued 
 our course and ventured at their village. As 
 soon as we approached, they raised the war- 
 whoop and fired some guns over our heads, and 
 the bullets either splashed in front of our canoe, 
 or whizzed about our heads. Still, we kept on our 
 course, and as soon as we stepped from our canoe, 
 they seized us, and kept us prisoners for nearly 
 three days. When we told them (through an in- 
 
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 terpreter) that we were missionaries, they released 
 us, and treated us kindly. On the third day we 
 were on the water again, on our way to Prairie 
 Du Chien, which place we reached, and there 
 saw Brother Brunson, the Superintendent for 
 that year. We accompanied him to St. Peters, 
 near the Falls of St. Anthony; and the same 
 summer, through the kindness of Brother Clark, 
 we were sent to school near Jacksonville, Illinois. 
 To Brother Clark, under God, I owe all the 
 education (little as it is) which I now possess. 
 Before this, I could neither speak nor read five 
 words correctly. Brothers Johnson, Marksman, 
 and myself, were placed under the care of the Rev. 
 Jno. Mitchell, now an assistant at the Book Con- 
 cern, in Cincinnatti. For two years we attended 
 school at the Ebenezer Seminary, about tAVo miles 
 north of Jacksonville. At this institution, I pass- 
 ed some of the happiest seasons of my life. Many 
 who were with me at this school, are now minis- 
 ters of the Gospel, both among the whites and the 
 Indians. The groves seemed vocal with the prai- 
 ses of God. The camp meeting, and the quarterly 
 meetings, which I then attended, are still fresh 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 123 
 
 in my memory. The remembrance of the many 
 dehghtful acquaintances formed, the appoint- 
 ments filled, the interesting meetings I attended 
 in different parts, about Jacksonville, at Lyn- 
 ville, Manchester, Rushville, and Versailes, will 
 always hold a seat in my heart. It was here 
 that I learned to read the word of God, and often, 
 for hours together, upon my knees, in the groves, 
 have I been thus engaged. O the sweet com- 
 munion I then had with God ! 
 
 Among the many letters which I have since 
 received from my school-mates, I will trouble the 
 reader only with the following : — 
 
 Mt. Stekling, Brown Co., III. ) 
 February 8th, 1845. \ 
 Dear Brother Copway, 
 
 With pleasure I improve this privilege of answering youy 
 kind epistle, and taking a " paper talk " with you. By the 
 blessings of the good Lord, we are well. But I hear you say 
 " What does he mean by we?" — Only myself, my wife, and 
 boy ! Now if you will pardon me this time for marrying 
 young, I will promise never to do so again. But I think you 
 will not be severe in your censure, inasmuch as I have a wor- 
 thy precedent in you. Brother Troy traveled three years, and 
 married Brother Stratten's daughter, of Pike county ; and I^ 
 who commenced three years after him, preached two years,^ 
 and married another ; so we, who had long been brothers, be- 
 came brothers-in-law. Brother Wm. Piper was married since 
 
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 conference, to Squire Baynes' daughter, near Columbus. 
 Harden Wallace married Miss Bronson, of Athens, one year 
 since. Brother S. Spates is on a visit to his friends, and has the 
 ague ; neither he nor Reason is married, but have " good de- 
 sires." I visited Brother George, two weeks since. 
 
 We have glorious times in religion. O it would have done 
 you good to have heard Dr. Akers tell his experience, in our 
 last quarterly meeting. In speaking of his sanctification he 
 said, with a peculiar emphasis, while his lips trembled and 
 tears filled his eyes, "/if loas the reijclation of the Son of God 
 in me." But time would fail to tell of these " Ebenezer " boys, 
 who through faith, preach " big sermons," exhort thousands, 
 " who are valiant in fight," who slaughter many a sinner, 
 and wear the marks of many a well fought field, although death 
 has done his work among us ! Our faithful teacher, and a be- 
 loved schoolmate. Brothers Troy and Piper, are no more ; they 
 fell victims to fever just after conference ; but they fell like mar- 
 tyrs, they died at their post. Brother Troy and I, attended Bro. 
 Piper's funeral (the sermon was preached by Brother Berryman) 
 at Barry. It was a solemn time. While I stood by his coffin, 
 I thought of you all, and of Brother Huddlestun, who had gone 
 before him. The day before I left. Father Stratten, Brother 
 Troy, and I, walked out on the Mississippi bluffs, while the 
 bright surface of the river reflected upon us the last rays of 
 the setting sun. We talked of the happy days of other years, 
 spent with kindred spirits now scattered over the world. His 
 breast seemed warmed at the recollection. The flame of his 
 zeal mounted high, and pointing to the bright waters that rolled 
 in the distance, he said, " I feel like preaching till the last sin- 
 ner on the last tributary of that stream is converted to God." 
 Alas ! he had even then preached his last sermon. Peace to 
 their memory. " They taught us how to live, and O how high 
 the price of knowledge, taught us how to die.'''' Sister Piper, 
 and her two children, live at her own home in Barry ; Sister 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 125 
 
 Troy, with one child, lives with her father. You have, per- 
 haps, read the obituaries of Brothers Benson, Otwell, Corey, 
 Edmunson, and Hale — gone home. Brother N. W. Allen, 
 married down south, and John Mathers to Miss Julia Tucker. 
 Brother Heddenburg is in Springfield. I believe M. has con- 
 cluded not to marry, but to keep house for her father. Moses 
 C. lives and prospers in Petersburgh Circuit. 
 
 March \^th. I commence again, not having time to finish 
 when I commenced. I record with sorrow the death of our 
 child, aged eight months. The affliction of one short week, 
 carried him beyond the sorrows incident to mortality, to rest 
 with God. O it was a trial to see him sink in death, and bear 
 him to the grave. But now, thank God, 
 
 '• The stoiin that wrecks the winter sky. 
 
 iS'o more disturbs his sweet i-epose, 
 Than summer evening's latest sigh, 
 
 That shuts the rose." 
 
 The Lord has given us some tokens for good ; we have some 
 glorious prayer and class meetings. Thirteen joined on my 
 last round. I expect Brother Wallace with me at a protracted 
 meeting next vreek ; can you not come too ? 
 
 Well, Brother George, how do you get along in religion ? 
 This is the subject all important. Time, in its rapid roll, still 
 bears us on. The sun stood still in Gibeon, but time did not 
 stand still. The sun went back ten degrees on the dial of 
 Ahaz, but time rolled on with unremitting speed. Mutation 
 is written all around us. The little flower, so bright, is nip- 
 ped by the untimely frost of winter. The rainbow is beautiful, 
 but it passes away with the weeping cloud. And how soon 
 the fleeting years of time will be lost amid the mighty cycles 
 of eternity. And yet, my brother, we know that on this inch 
 of time hang everlasting things. Lord, help us to stamp 
 
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 every moment with improvement. Now, if God has entrusted 
 to us the care of souls immortal, how should we pray and la- 
 bor, lest we should lose a prize so dear ! 
 
 Brother George, I shall never forget our band society, and 
 " young men's " prayer meeting ; these were precious seasons. 
 Though I view my brethren falling round me, the hope of im- 
 mortality makes " the valley of the shadow " flame with the 
 glory of God. Thank God for religion that can conquer death, 
 and view the grave as but a subterranean passage to the skies. 
 Go on — I expect to hail you in a better clime. Brother, I 
 think I have experie7iced that the blood of Christ clea?isethfroni 
 all sin. glorious truth ! Have you not found it too ? It is 
 by simple Faith. 
 
 " Failk has an eye uo tears can dim ; 
 
 A heart no griefs can stir. 
 She bears the cross, and looks to Him 
 
 Who bore the cross for lier." 
 
 Go on, brother; the land of rest lies just across the rolling 
 tide of Jordan. Methinks I see a Troy, a Huddlestun, and 
 Piper, put forth their hands from the banks of glory, to beckon 
 us onward. They look out for us ; let us not disappoint 
 them ! You know the north and south talk of division ; thank 
 God they can't divide me, nor break those ties that bind me to 
 good brethren everywhere, from whom "joy, nor grief, nor 
 time, nor place, nor life, nor death, can part." 
 
 I must close my scattering letter, though not half done. 
 Brother come down, and I'll try and tell yow the rest. We can 
 go over to Ebenezer and have a meeting. Pitner is there now. 
 He says that the Lord has the best market in the universe ; 
 christian duties are always good sale there, and then we are 
 sure to get a " back load " of grace. He says, " the Lord has 
 a great big two-story ware-house : the promise of the life that 
 now is, that's the lower story; and of that which is to come, 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 127 
 
 this is the upper story. There," says he, "brethren, I'll not 
 tell you any more, you'll have to die to know the rest." 
 
 My very best respects to your lady, and the little Copways. 
 
 Yours, fraternally, 
 
 WILLIAM J. RUTLEDGE. 
 
 N. B. Dr. Vandevanter, Brother Bond, and many others, 
 still speak of your preaching at Versailes. We have some 
 good times there now. Brothers Billy and Cabbie Patterson 
 are married ; yes, and Aquilla too. He preaches, and tea- 
 ches school. Brothers Saxon still goes it with a rush. The 
 " first year " class of boys in this conference, are now first 
 rate; some of them could almost stride a mountain. O sir, 
 it would do you good to see Brother Billy Piper throw his sear- 
 ing thunderbolts and rive the forest oak, or bury them in the 
 smoking earth. See him rise in the fulness of his strength, 
 and exclaim, " Man fell ; Heaven was robed in silence. Earth 
 in sorrow, and Hell alone was glad." Farewell. 
 
 W. J. R. 
 
 I attended several of the Conferences ; the last 
 of which was in Bloomfield, in 1839, where I 
 parted with some of my dearest friends and com- 
 panions, for nine months. Still it was pleasant 
 to reflect that the Conference had appointed 
 Brothers Spates, Huddleston, Johnson, and Peter 
 Marksman, to labor at the head of the Mississippi. 
 Brother Kavanaugh was appointed Superinten- 
 dent of the Missions for that year. I was allowed 
 to visit home in the fall, to see my friends. I 
 
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 traveled to Chicago free of expense; I drove 
 a pair of fine grey horses for an individual who 
 was on his road to that place. We slept in our 
 wagons every night. At Chicago* I embarked in 
 a schooner for Buffalo ; but getting tired of this, 
 left it at Detroit, and took steamboat for Buf- 
 falo, where I arrived just about day light. T 
 had lost my cap, the wind blew it into the lake, 
 with my pocket-book, containing $27 in bills, 
 and $2 • 50 in silver, with a silk handkerchief, in 
 which my all was wrapped. Here I was, mo- 
 neyless, friendless, and hatless, and in a strange 
 land ! I had, however, a little change left. I had 
 made up my mind to visit the East before my re- 
 turn to Canada. But this must now be abandon- 
 ed. I walked about Buffalo quite disheartened. 
 At last I saw on a sign "Temperance Hotel." 1 
 concluded to put up at this house, and to my sur- 
 prise and joy, the landlord was a Avarm hearted 
 Methodist — James Madison. At night, I accom- 
 panied him to the prayer meeting, where he told a 
 Brother Copeland my circumstances. They made 
 
 * Chicago signifie.s the place of tkunks. 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 129 
 
 up the whole amount of my loss, and gave me a 
 dollar over. I could now visit the East as I had 
 purposed before my loss. The next day I started 
 for Rochester, where I spent the Sabbath. I was 
 very anxious to see the great cities of which I 
 had read so much at school. I resolved to go 
 through thick and thin for the sake of seeing 
 New- York. At Rochester I stopped with Brother 
 Colby; Miss Colby perceiving that I was not 
 warmly clad, gave me a cloak which she obtain- 
 ed from Brother S. Richardson. Should either, 
 or both, of these dear friends see these remarks 
 concerning their kindness, I hope they will ex- 
 cuse me for thus mentioning their names. I must 
 thank them again for their goodness ; I often re- 
 member them in my closet and by the wayside. 
 May God reward them, and all other friends. 
 
 On Monday, I left for Albany. AVhen I reach- 
 ed Syracuse, I took the long-looked for rail road. 
 We were soon on our way, movmg along like a 
 streak of lightning. In the morning I arrived in 
 Albany in time for the morning boat for Ncav- 
 York. I walked around this Dutch city; and 
 as every thing appeared to be somewhat new, 
 
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 I was interested, especially with the vessels, 
 &c. As I wished to be economical, I left with- 
 out any breakfast. I was charmed with the 
 steamboat. We passed down the Hudson ; the 
 towns, villages, and the splendid scenery en- 
 chanted me. I had seen but very few such mag- 
 nificent scenes before. 
 
 About noon, a plain looking man approached 
 me ; I discovered at once that he was of that 
 class of men called Quakers. He spoke of what 
 they were doing for the Indians in New- York. 
 I was very much interested with his conversa- 
 tion. I felt glad and proud to have the honor 
 and pleasure of seeing, and conversing with one 
 of Penn's descendants — the friend of the poor 
 Indians. While conversing with him, the bell 
 was rung for dinner ; he wished me to go down 
 and eat ; I told him I was obliged to be saving, 
 as I had but little money and was not accustom- 
 ed to traveling. Upon saying this, he pulled out 
 a dinner ticket from his pocket, and said, " Friend, 
 thou must take this and come down to dinner." 
 I had an exalted opinion of the Quakers before, 
 but this kind act increased my feelings, and con- 
 
KAH-GE-GA-G AH-BOWH . 131 
 
 firmed all that I had ever heard of their gene- 
 rosity to my poor people. " God bless the Qua- 
 kers," said I, silently, as I descended to dinner. 
 After dinner we finished our conversation. He 
 said he was on his way to Philadelphia. God 
 bless him wherever he is. He has my kindest 
 wishes. 
 
 In the evening I arrived at New- York, and went 
 immediately to see Brother Mason, who directed 
 me to go to Sister Luckey's, in Broome street, 
 where I tarried during my stay. 
 
 On the 25th of October, came that great jubilee 
 of Methodism. In the morning I went with Dr. 
 Bangs to meeting. He preached the centenary 
 sermon, which was afterwards printed. In the 
 evening I attended the Allen street Station. Oh 
 what a happy meeting this was. Here I saw some 
 of the greatest among them weep for joy. " Amen, 
 halleluiah, glory to God," and similar ejacula- 
 tions, rang through, and filled the house. In 
 this vast assembly was a solitary Indian — George 
 Copway ! Never can I forget that evening ! 
 Whatever may be my future lot in this life, I 
 will always thank God for the privilege of attend- 
 
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 ing these services. May the Lord pour out his 
 Spirit on all his churches. 
 
 The next day I visited Newark, N. J., to see 
 Brother Abraham Hedenburg, with whom I had 
 become acquainted in Illinois, at the house of 
 his Brother James. Here I met with a great deal 
 of kindness. Brother Bartine, of the Franklin 
 Station, requested me to preach for him in the 
 morning; and Brother Ayers, of the Northern 
 Station, invited me to preach for him in the even- 
 ing. Brother Ayers gave me about $8 • 00 worth 
 of books, which I had the pleasure of perusing 
 during the winter. This was a favor — a dis- 
 tinguished favor indeed. I have seen that dear 
 Brother but once since. May the Lord be gra- 
 cious to him. 
 
 My visit to Brother Hedenburg was deUghful. 
 I met many friends here, to whom I can never 
 be thankful enough. May God visit them in 
 great mercy. I saw them again last summer, 
 and partook of their kind hospitalities. I feel 
 more and more indebted to them ; especially to 
 Brother Hedenburgh. 
 
 My next journey was to Boston. Dr. Bangs 
 
KAH-GE-G A-G AH-150 WH . 1 33 
 
 gave me a letter of introduction to a brother in 
 that city. I remained about two weeks, looking 
 at the Yankees and their city. Boston is much 
 overrated; there are a iQW, very few pretty spots; 
 the rest is crooked and narrow. It is far behind 
 New York, Philadelphia, and perhaps Baltimore, 
 and New Orleans. I met with a few choice spi- 
 rits — Brothers King, Rand, Wise, and Smith ; and 
 on the Sabbath, I addressed the Sabbath School 
 in Russel street. In the evening we had a de- 
 Ughtful meeting. I remained with Brother H. 
 Merrell's family during my sojourn, and I shall 
 always recollect them with feelings of sincere gra- 
 titude. I visited several noted places while in that 
 vicinage, — the Monument on Bunker's (or rather 
 Breed's) Hill, etc. ; I went also on the top of the 
 State House when the sky was clear. It was from 
 this point that I saw the works of the white man. 
 The steeples, vessels arriving, and others spread- 
 ing their sails for distant lands. The wharves 
 were filled with merchandise. A few steam- 
 boats were running here and there, breathing out 
 fire and smoke. On my left, I noticed several 
 
 towns. The steam cars from Worcester rolled 
 
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 on from the west ; others were starting for Provi- 
 dence, and whizzed along the flats like a troop 
 of runaway horses. Here were factories in diife- 
 rent directions. As I saw the prosperity of the 
 white man, I said, while tears filled my eyes, 
 *' Happy art thou, O Israel, who is like unto thee, 
 O i^eople saved by the Lord I'''' When I thought 
 of the noble race of red men who once lived and 
 roamed in all the land, and upon the waters as 
 far as my eye could reach, the following thoughts 
 arose in my mind, which I have since penned. 
 
 Once more I see my fathers' land 
 
 Upon the beach, where oceans roar ; 
 Where whiten'd bones bestrew the sand, 
 
 Of some brave warrior of yore. 
 The groves, where once my fathers roam'd — 
 
 The rivers, where the beaver dwelt — 
 The lakes, where angry waters foam'd — 
 
 Their charms, with my fathers, have fled. 
 
 O ! Tell me, ye " pale faces," tell. 
 
 Where have my proud ancestors gone 1 
 Whose smoke curled up from every dale. 
 
 To what land have their free spirits flown 1 
 Whose wigwams stood where cities rise ; 
 
 On whose war-paths the steam-horse flies ; 
 And ships, like mon-e-doos in disguise. 
 
 Approach the shore in endless files. 
 
 f now visited the Missionary Rooms of the 
 American Board, whose invaluable labors are felt 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 135 
 
 throughout the globe. I saw some articles, 
 wrought by our people in the west, such as bead 
 work, porcupine quills, moccasons, war clubs, etc. 
 I thought, that if Brother Greene had seen as 
 much of war clubs as I had (for I have seen them 
 stained with blood and notched according to the 
 number of individuals they had slain), he would 
 conceal them from every e)''e. 
 
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 CHAPTER XIII. 
 
 About the 4th of November, I took my leave of 
 Boston, for the great commercial emporium, on 
 my route homewards. My traveling companion 
 was the Hev. E. Taylor, the sailor's friend. He 
 was on his way to Philadelphia to preach. I 
 should suppose that a better sailor's preacher 
 cannot be found in the Union. I was much 
 pleased with his conversation. In one of his 
 public addresses, I was told that he said, " When 
 I die, smother me not under the dust ; but bury 
 me in the sea, where the sea- weed will be my 
 winding sheet, the coral my coffin, and the sea 
 shell my tomb stone." I heard an individual 
 say of him, " Start him where you will, he will 
 go to sea." 
 
 I was now, once more, in the magnificent city 
 of New- York. I bought a few books at the Book 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 137 
 
 Rooms. After surveying the beauties and curio- 
 sities of the city, I left in the steamboat Roches- 
 ter for Albany. I spent one day in Albany, and 
 attended a Methodist prayer meeting. The Rev. 
 Mr. Seymour, the preacher in charge at the Divi- 
 sion street Station, introduced me to Brother 
 Page, who had the charge of the South Ferry 
 street Church. At the latter church I was pre- 
 sent at a delightful and soul-stirring meeting. 
 
 The following day I took the canal for Syracuse 
 and Oswego. On my way from Schenectady to 
 Utica I preached twice on board the boat ; and 
 even here I found some pious souls. I observed 
 the tears falling from several eyes. " The Lord 
 be praised," was the language of my heart. 
 When shall this poor heart, feel fully and wholly 
 alive, to the unsurpassed favors of Heaven ? 
 
 I took a steamboat at Oswego, and arrived 
 at Kingston, C. W., on the evening of Nov. 11. 
 Here I had to pay duties on the books which I 
 had obtained in New-York. The amount to be 
 paid was $32 • 50, and I had but $27. I went to 
 Charles Oliver, Deputy Collector ; and as soon as 
 I laid my circumstances before him, he said, " pay 
 
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 the $27, and I will advance you the balance ; and 
 as soon as you reach home, write to Mr. McCau- 
 ley, the Inspector General, who lives in Toronto, 
 and inform him who you are ; he will, doubtless, 
 authorize me to refund you the money." I did 
 so, and shortly afterwards received the whole 
 amount. In this public way, I would express 
 my most hearty thanks to these gentlemen for 
 their acts of kindness towards an Indian stranger. 
 I arrived at Rice Lake on the 12th day of No- 
 vember, 1839, having been absent from home five 
 years and four months. Never did I feel so re- 
 joiced as when I stood on the top of a hill, and 
 saw my village, seven miles across the lake. I 
 gazed upon it with pure delight ; and as I took a 
 retrospective view of all the scenes which I had 
 passed through, I wondered at myself, and at the 
 great goodness of God. I knelt down, and "bless- 
 ed and thanked Him who liveth for ever," for his 
 unspeakable goodness to a child of sin. While 
 crossing the lake, I was in perfect ecstacies ; my 
 heart leaped with joy; and my thoughts and 
 emotions were at my home long before my per- 
 son. Oh how tedious and tardy the boat seemed 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 139 
 
 to be ; I wished for wings several times. But at 
 last, I planted my foot upon the spot on which I 
 had been reared from my infancy, and where 
 some of the sweetest and happiest recollections 
 of my life were centered. But "every sweet has 
 its bitter." On inquiring for some of my rela- 
 tives, I was informed that they had left this, for a 
 better life. Many of my old friends and ac- 
 quaintances had gone to try the realities of an- 
 other world. Numbers were bathed in tears, and 
 the wounds of their hearts were re-opened. My 
 own heart seemed to bleed at every pore. What 
 a painful interview ! I now requested to be shown 
 the graves of my dear relatives and friends. I 
 wended my way to these consecrated grounds, 
 and sighed and wept over them. My reflections 
 were solemn indeed ! I followed many of them, 
 in my thoughts, to heaven, whither they doubt- 
 less now are, celebrating the praises of God 
 around the throne of the blessed Bedeemer. This 
 was great consolation amidst my griefs; and I 
 now felt determined, with God's assistance, to 
 follow them, so far as they followed Christ, and 
 thus be prepared to unite with them in the songp 
 
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 of the upper world, whenever God shall see fit 
 to call me hence. 
 
 Brother John Sunday, was at this time, station- 
 ed in our village. The Lord soon visited this 
 Mission with a glorious revival ; many were con- 
 verted, and others reclaimed. The tracts that I 
 had received at the Book Rooms, and the books 
 from the American Tract Society (N. Y.), I distri- 
 buted among those that could read, and they 
 were duly appreciated. I believe that these were 
 the means which prepared their minds to relin- 
 quish the world, and place their hope in God. 
 
 I will now speak of Christmas and New Year. 
 When Christmas arrived, we were invited to a 
 centenary tea party, in company with the Rev. 
 William Case, the well known friend of the In- 
 dians. The party met at Alderville, eight miles 
 from the Mission. This was a season of much 
 joy and happiness. The Chiefs referred to the 
 time when they were without the gospel. One 
 of them said, " Before I heard the gospel, when 
 Christmas came, I began to thank the Great 
 Spirit for the day on which I could get plenty 
 of v'hiskey. Brothers, you know how often I 
 
KAII-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 141 
 
 was dragged through the snow to my wigwam, 
 where my wife and children were cold and hun- 
 gry. Now, I drink tea instead of ichiskcy, and 
 have reUgion with it ; now my house is comforta- 
 ble ; and my children are pious and happy. I 
 expect to pursue a Christian course till I arrive 
 in heaven. My fond hope is to meet these good 
 missionaries in the land of bliss ; and not only 
 these, but also the good John Wesley, with whom 
 I expect to shake hands there." John Sunday's 
 brother (Big Jacob), said, " When the Methodists 
 were preaching to our people, I heard that the 
 chiefs and warriors were frequently in tears. I 
 then said, I would not shed tears were I to hear 
 them. Still, I wished to understand for myself. 
 I went, with a full determination not to behave 
 myself like a ivoman, I mean by crying. I sat 
 near the door. The preacher was speaking about 
 the Saviour's dying on the cross, while the In- 
 dians all around were sobbing. I began to feel 
 serious, and then the tears fell involuntarily. 
 Frequently, I wiped my eyes, but still the tears 
 would flow. I asked myself, am I crying tool 
 
 Brethren, I was ashamed to exhibit tears; but 
 
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142 THE LIFE OF 
 
 now [here he raised his hand to heaven], it is not 
 through cowardice that I cry, for I never shed a 
 tear on the battle field, nor even when my child- 
 ren or my friends lay dead before me. No ! I 
 never dropped a tear. I feel to-nig-ht very happy 
 and thankful to know that the Great Spirit did 
 not, while I was in darkness, say, ' I will never 
 bless this Indian.' I feel an ardent love for you 
 all. I love Jesus, who has done so much for sin- 
 ful me." He then sat down ; Brother John Sun- 
 day now arose, and interpreted what his brother 
 had just said ; and at the close of his remarks, he 
 turned to the whites, who had come here from Co- 
 bourg, and several other places, and said, " Bro- 
 thers, that was a great big mercy, for that g7rat 
 big man." 
 
 I might add other cases here, but it is scarcely 
 necessary. Suffice it to say that we enjoyed the 
 services throughout. As I looked around, I re- 
 cognised some, whom I knew, and had often 
 seen before the gospel reached us, and who had 
 usually spent Christmas in the gutter, — degrad- 
 ed, miserable, and starving. The language of 
 the Psalmist might well have been quoted by 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 143 
 
 each of these poor brethren: — "Thou hast raised 
 me up out of the filthiest sink (English transla- 
 tion, ' the miry clay '), and hast planted my feet 
 firmly on a rock." Yes, the rock Christ Jesus. 
 
 New Year's day was observed in the same re- 
 ligious manner. And I cannot but remark here, 
 that it is to be greatly regretted that so many 
 Christians in the States spend this day in gadding 
 about from house to house, and indulging in luxu- 
 ries to excess. Nay, more ; I have been inform- 
 ed that not a few professors entertain their visi- 
 tors with fire-water, or devil's spittle, on that day. 
 What a contradiction this would be in the esti- 
 mation of converted Indians, were they to witness 
 these scenes. 
 
 During the winter, the General Council of the 
 Nation, was held at the Credit River Mission. 
 Chief Joseph Sawyer was elected President of 
 the Council. This noble chief has filled the 
 chair several times since, with great credit. Se- 
 veral petitions, and other important documents 
 were drawn up and signed by the different chiefs, 
 to be presented to the Government of Canada. 
 The whole Council waited on the Governor Ge- 
 
144 THE LIFE OF 
 
 neral, Lord Sydenham, in a body ; they presented 
 their petitions (see Note A, at the end of this 
 chapter). In reply, we received but Httle satis- 
 faction ; he closed his note, by saying, " My 
 children, for the present, I bid you all Farewell." 
 His Lordship did not even deign to affix his 
 name to the note. Since then, nothing has been 
 heard of our papers, and therefore we must con- 
 clude that they have been laid under the table. 
 But what could be expected of a '■'■ father^'' who 
 could smile in the presence of his " children^'' 
 and yet stab them in the dark ? See Note B, at 
 the close of the chapter, where the reader may 
 find an extract from his letter to Lord John Bus- 
 sell. To rebut his false representations, I would 
 appeal to the Beport of the Commissioners on 
 Lidian Affairs in Canada; to the missionaries; 
 and to the whole civilized and christianized po- 
 pulation of the Chippewa nation. I can there- 
 fore say, without the fear of respectable contra- 
 diction, that his assertions have no foundation in 
 truth. A few drunken Indians, it is true, may 
 be found in Canada ; and these alone, would be 
 willing to call him Father. 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 145 
 
 It was at this General Council that I became 
 acquainted with Captain Howell's family, of To- 
 ronto, formerly of England, and after an intimate 
 acquaintance of some six months, I was united 
 in marriage to his daughter Elizabeth. My wife 
 has been a help, meet indeed ; she has shared my 
 woes, my trials, my privations ; and has faith- 
 fully labored to instruct and assist the poor In- 
 dians, whenever an opportunity occurred. I of- 
 ten feel astonished when I reflect upon what she 
 has endured, considering that she does not pos- 
 sess much physical strength. I can truly say 
 that she has willingly partaken of the same cup 
 that I have, although that cup has often contain- 
 ed gall. I trust, that I have not transgressed the 
 bounds of delicacy, in speaking of one who has 
 sacrificed so much in becoming the partner of an 
 Indian missionary. I will simply add, that Mr. 
 and Mrs. Howell, and their daughters Caroline 
 and Elizabeth, were then, and are now, members 
 of the Methodist Church. 
 
 In the spring which preceded my marriage, I 
 was appointed by my people at Rice Lake, to 
 transact some business for them at Toronto. I 
 
146 THE LIFE OB' 
 
 accordingly left Rice Lake and reached Toronto 
 in April. Just before leaving for Rice Lake, 1 
 called to see my cousin, Thomas Kezhig, who 
 was confined to his house by consumption. 
 While on my journey homewards, between To- 
 ronto and Port Hope, as I was sleeping on one of 
 the sofas of the steamboat, I had the following 
 singular dream in relation to my cousin above 
 mentioned : — 
 
 I found myself in a path on a wide plain, 
 which led towards the south, between two cotta- 
 ges. I was impressed with a belief that it was 
 my duty to proceed to the end of the road, which, 
 from appearances, great multitudes had walked 
 over. On nearing the cottages, I discovered a 
 small gate, attended by a keeper. At first, he re- 
 fused me an entrance, but after much persuasion, 
 he permitted me to pass, extorting from me a 
 promise, to return as soon as I should reach a 
 certain spot, from which I could see the end of 
 the path. I passed through the gate and travel- 
 ed over a beautiful rolling country, with groves, 
 flowers, and fruits, on my right and on my left, 
 which delighted my eyes ; while the singing of 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 147 
 
 birds delighted my ears. I walked through seve- 
 ral streams which ran smoothly over beds of 
 beautiful pebbles. From one of these streams I 
 drank, and felt much refreshed. In some places, 
 I saAV the impress of men's feet on the pebbles, 
 which proved that persons had gone before me. 
 vSome time after this, I heard several voices con- 
 versing about the country to which they were 
 traveling. I ascended a hill, from which I be- 
 held a scene which no language can describe. 
 In front was a large granite rock, in the form of 
 a pyramid ; it was exceedingly high ; had seats 
 on each side from the bottom to the top; and on 
 these, sat a great multitude who had died in the 
 Lord. Here and there was a vacant seat. Some, 
 however, were standing, and all had a pair of 
 wings. Those that were sitting, had wings, and 
 seemed ready to fly ! On the very summit, and 
 above the rest, there was a spacious seat, or mag- 
 nificent throne. One sat on this throne who 
 shone like the sun ! Over his crowned head was 
 a circle, resembling a rainbow, on which was 
 written, with letters of gold, " This is the King 
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 eyes. Above his head were clouds of angels ; 
 these were performing beautiful gyrations. Some- 
 times they descended so low, that I could plainly 
 see the upper side of their wings, which reflected 
 a brilliant light from the throne. I did not hear 
 them speak, but there was a noise like a mighty 
 rushing wind, occasioned by their wings which 
 were constantly in motion. There were myriads 
 upon myriads of these winged angels ; the veiy 
 heavens were covered with them. I observed 
 between me and this great rock, a river, part of 
 which was as black as jet, and the rest as yellow 
 as gold. It flowed gracefully along the edge of 
 the beautiful green, near the rock. I saw two 
 men plunge into its bosom, and swim. As soon as 
 they reached the spot where the water was black, 
 their clothes fell off of them, and were carried 
 away by the current ; while they themselves reach- 
 ed the shore on the opposite side. They now 
 assumed forms too glorious for tongue or pen to 
 (describe ; even imagination must fail here. They 
 riow seemed to rise up out of the river ; and as 
 they stood upon its bed, with their long white 
 wings majestically expanded and dripping, they 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAIi-BOWH. 149 
 
 clapped their hands and exclaimed, " Glory to 
 God in the highest ; glory and honor to Jesus." 
 They now stepped out of the stream, walked 
 side by side, and ascended to the seats midway 
 up the rock ! While they were ascending, the 
 entire multitude cheered and welcomed them. 
 " Glory to God," " Halleluiah," with many other 
 exclamations, were echoed in loud peals through- 
 out the whole region. My eyes wept big burn- 
 ing tears, which overflowed my face. I tried to 
 join the happy throng in ejaculating halleluiaJi ; 
 and made several fruitless attempts to cross the 
 river. I felt as if I were fettered, and fastened 
 to a stake. Presently, I heard the sound of foot- 
 steps behind me ; I turned around suddenly, and 
 beheld my cousin Thomas Kezhig, passing along. 
 I addressed him, and said, " Where are you go- 
 ing, cousin 1 " He replied, " I am going where my 
 tnother and sister have gone ; but you must return 
 home soon, for you are needed there ; you will 
 one day follow us to the skies." I exerted myself 
 to approach him, but in vain. He turned about, 
 ran down the hill to the water, plunged in, and 
 
 swam like a duck. His clothes now fell off of 
 
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 him, as did those of the two individuals referred 
 to above. I saw him rise; he exclaimed, " Glory 
 to Jesus ! " Som^e one exclaimed from the rock, 
 " Thomas Kezhig is come, Thomas Kezhig is 
 come." Immediately, two flew from their seats, 
 and presented themselves before him, near the 
 edge of the water. They embraced each other, 
 and clapped their wings, as if filled with joy. O 
 what a happy, happy scene ! The immense 
 throng of angelic beings witnessed this sight, and 
 lowered their flight. Those on the rock, now 
 stood up at his approach, and flapped their 
 wings. The two who had flown to him, led him 
 by the hand to a seat. Every eye was now upon 
 him; and the Avhole heavens seemed to echo, 
 " Welcome to thy rest, thou cklld of affliction T I re- 
 cognized in these two, his mother and sister, 
 who had died a few years before, with a hope 
 full of glory. I could have given worlds for per- 
 mission to cross the river. I wept sorely, and felt 
 it incumbent to return, according to my promise, 
 to the keeper of the gate. The keeper inquired, 
 " well, did you see them ?" But my heart Avas 
 too full to give utterance to my thoughts. 1 now 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 151 
 
 awoke, much agitated, and still weeping. 1 
 looked at my watch, and discovered that it was 
 a quarter past one o'clock, P. M. 
 
 In the evening I met one of my step-brothers 
 at Port Hope; he had just arrived. The first 
 words that he uttered, were, " Our cousin is no 
 more." I inquired, "When did he die?" He 
 replied, " To-day, about one o'clock." " Then," 
 said I, " he is happy in the realms of bliss." The 
 next day, as I stooped over his cold remains, I 
 could still see his glorified spirit as in my dream, 
 welcomed to the land of angels. O ! " Let me, 
 die the death of the righteous, and let my last 
 end be like his." I loved him tenderly, and had 
 good reason to believe that he also loved me. 
 My readers will, I trust, excuse me for having 
 inflicted upon them this dream. It is even now 
 so vivid in my recollection, and being somewhat 
 curious and peculiar, that I have ventured to give 
 it. It is but a dream, and I wish it to go just 
 for what it is worth, and no more. 
 
 I left Toronto for the west, on the third of June, 
 and arrived at Bufialo the same evening, just in 
 time to fulfil an engagement. I was to address 
 
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 the Simday school Missionary Society at the Me- 
 thodist Episcopal Church. I was obliged to leave 
 Mrs. Copway at Toronto, as she was not quite 
 prepared to depart; but the following day she 
 met me in Buffalo. Here the brethren prevailed 
 on us to stay over the Sabbath. Sabbath morn- 
 ing I preached at Black Rock, and in Buffalo in 
 the evening. What a curious, inquisitive, and 
 teasing people, some of the Yankees are ! Yet, 
 they are very friendly withal, for every one seemed 
 to be striving to induce us to go to their homes to 
 take tea and to pass the night. I had been mar- 
 ried but a few days, and the following were some 
 of the questions put to me : — " How did you ob- 
 tain your wife ? " "Where were you married ? " 
 "Did her father consent?" "How many of 
 your people have married our white women?" 
 These, and similar inquiries were constantly 
 made, and were exceedingly annoying. But 
 notwithstanding all this, I could say " farewell 
 dear friends of Buffalo ; thank you for your kind- 
 ness, your good wishes, and your prayers. Fare- 
 well Sister Dobson, Brother M., and Brother Van- 
 derpool" — a.7ioble hearted and whole-souled man. 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 153 
 
 On the 7th of June, we parted with my wife's 
 sister, Caroline, who had come with my wife 
 from Toronto as far as Buffalo. We were soon 
 sailing on Lake Erie. On the eighth we were in 
 Cleveland. Here we were obliged to stop, as the 
 regular boat for Detroit was engaged to convey 
 persons to the great Whig Convention at Fort 
 Meigs. But we passed a very agreeable time, 
 however, especially with Mr. and Mrs. Peet. 
 On the twelfth an opportunity offered by which 
 we could go as far as Amherstburg, on our way 
 to Detroit. The steamboat Milwaukie stopped 
 at Cleveland on her route upwards, and on board 
 of her we went. Soon we fell in with Rev. John 
 Clark, who was on his way from the General 
 Conference to Chicago, in company with Rev. 
 Mr. Colclazier, of Detroit. It was my design to 
 preach on board, but was prevented on account 
 of the rolling of the boat, which caused much 
 sea-sickness, and our early arrival at Amherst- 
 burg. Here we staid one week, and passed many 
 happy hours, especially with Sister Scott. From 
 Amherstburg we went to Detroit. On the eigh- 
 teenth we started from Detroit for Mackinaw, on 
 
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 board the steamboat Robert Fulton, which place 
 we reached on the twentieth ; here we remained 
 a few days with B. Chapman, Esq. Here I heard 
 of the death of one of our traders, Lavaque, 
 a pious man, and a particular friend. I preach- 
 ed his funeral sermon, and then his remains 
 were consigned to the grave. Many wept on 
 this occasion, for he was much beloved. Mrs. 
 Copway was now suffering from chills and fever, 
 which she first contracted at Toronto. On the 
 twenty-third we took passage on board the steam- 
 boat Fairport, and arrived at Green Bay early 
 the next morning. Mrs. Copway's indisposition 
 induced me to remain here until she should feel 
 better. Brother Chenoworth, the stationed preach- 
 er, was absent, and it devolved on me to fill his 
 pulpit on the Sabbath. We had a most interest- 
 ing season in waiting on the Lord. Mrs. Cop- 
 way's fevers continued three weeks, and when it 
 was thought that she had recovered, we took 
 land carriage to Prairie Du Chien. But before 
 we had gone many miles, she was again seiz- 
 ed with chills and fever, and we were obliged 
 to tarry at the house of a Mr. McCarty, His 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 155 
 
 family were kind, and would not receive any 
 compensation for their trouble. I now propos- 
 ed to Mrs. C. to return to Green Bay, but she 
 would not consent, saying, that as we had start- 
 ed, it were better to keep on. Every other day 
 she had the fever. O how it distressed me to 
 witness her affliction. We passed through the 
 villages of the vStockbridge and Brother-Town ^ 
 Indians. Their lands are good, and it is to be 
 hoped that they will continue to conduct them- 
 selves well. 
 
 On the ] 7th of July we arrived at Winnebago 
 Lake, where we took dinner with Brother White. 
 After leaving this place, we had to kindle up a 
 fire in the groves several times, in order to cook 
 something for breakfast, and for the rest of the 
 day ; there being no settlers within twenty miles. 
 Some men seem to have come to these " digg- 
 ings" only for the purpose of defrauding travelers 
 out of their goods and money. For every sUm 
 and dirty meal, we had to pay fifty cents. There 
 is a house between Fort Winnebago and Prairie 
 Du Chien which I can never forget. We had to 
 pay fifty cents for each meal(?); twenty-five 
 
156 THE LIFE OF 
 
 cents for lodging in beds swarming with fleas 
 and bugs. Sleep was out of the question ; so I 
 spent the hours of the night on the seat of what 
 was called a chair. August 23d, we arrived at 
 Prairie Du Chien, after much fatigue, having tra- 
 veled ten days. Brother Kavanaugh had just 
 arrived from St. Peters, and had us conveyed to 
 Dubuque, in a canoe. Here, Mrs. Copway re- 
 mained, till I returned from the Conference, 
 which Avas held at Mount Morris. From Dubu- 
 que we went to Prairie Du Chien, in a steam- 
 boat ; on the twenty-sixth we were compelled to 
 go in our canoe to St. Peters, on account of the 
 shallowness of the river. Our company consist- 
 ed of Brothers Spates, Huddleston, Brown, Jones, 
 Mrs. Copway, her sister, and myself. We en- 
 camped, occasionally, on the banks of the Mis- 
 sissippi. We were more than two weeks travel- 
 ing three hundred miles, to St. Peters. We had 
 a tent, which we pitched every night. On the 
 26th September, we had to mount the bluffs of 
 the Mississippi River ; here we found a number 
 of Indian deities, made of stone. Mrs. Copway 
 and her sister tumbled them all down into the 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 157 
 
 river. Their worshippers must have been astound- 
 ed and mortified when they returned, and dis- 
 covered that their gods had vanished. On seve- 
 ral occasions we were dripping wet. On the 9th 
 of October we arrived at St. Peters ; we here had 
 the happiness and privilege of associating with 
 the Presbyterian Missionaries three weeks ; they 
 were affectionate and truly kind to us. These, 
 were Brothers Garvin, Pond, Denton, and their 
 wives. We had yet to journey nearly three hun- 
 dred miles. After some delay in getting ready, 
 we started in our canoe. On the 27th of Octo- 
 ber we went about fifteen miles up the river; 
 on the twenty-eighth we could proceed no farther 
 on account of the ice. Now what was to be done ? 
 If the winter set in, while we are on our journey, 
 we shall have to suffer much. We therefore con- 
 cluded to go by land to Elk Eiver Mission. On 
 the twenty-ninth we hired a Frenchman to con- 
 vey our things in his cart. It being late when we 
 started, we walked but five miles the first day ; we 
 really dreaded the journey. On the thirtieth while 
 we were crossing Rice River, the cart was upset i 
 
 our provisions and clothes were filled with water.: 
 
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158 THE LIFE OF 
 
 and many of our things were floating down the 
 river. I made a fire, and we passed the rest of the 
 day in drying our articles ; fortunately, not one of 
 us was in the cart. Mrs. Copway exhibited much 
 patience and fortitude ; she reproved us for mur- 
 muring, on account of this and other mishaps ; 
 and laughed, while our pies and cakes were sail- 
 ing down the river. On the thirty-first we walk- 
 ed the whole day, and reached Rum River, — 
 called so, because a barrel of rum had been con- 
 cealed there. It would be too tedious to narrate 
 all the circumstances connected with the rest of 
 our journey. 
 
 On the 6th of November we arrived at the 
 Mission, having traveled, in all, about two thou- 
 sand and eighty miles. The Indians had fled 
 from this Mission, on account of their enemies, 
 the Sioux, whom they dreaded. Here, then, we 
 had no employment ; no one to instruct ! We now 
 endured much suffering. I was taken sick with 
 the dysentery, and remained so four months, al- 
 though, occasionally, I could move about. Bro- 
 ther Huddleston, also, became sick; he was taken 
 on the 25th of December, and died on the thir- 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 159 
 
 tieth, of dysentery. This was truly a time of 
 trial. We buried him near the banks of the 
 Mississippi, on New Year's day. He had come 
 here to do good ; but O how inscrutable are the 
 ways of God ! The Chief of the Ojebwas had 
 now arrived ; and addressed us in the following 
 language : — 
 
 " Brothers, I am sorry to see you all in such 
 afflicting circumstances. I see that you loved 
 him ; and from what little I saw and knew of 
 him, I believe he was a good man. He came 
 here to do us good, — to teach our children. You 
 ask me where you shall bury your Brother. I 
 will tell you. Bury him on that little hill [point- 
 ing to it], so that we may see his grave as we 
 pass up and down the river. I will tell my peo- 
 ple to keep the grave in good order, and to re- 
 spect it. No grass shall be allowed to grow too 
 near it; we will see that it is weeded. Next 
 summer, / will build a heap of stones about it, 
 that all may see and know where the good man 
 lies — he, who came to bless us. Tell his father, 
 that the Sioux, our enemies, will not molest his 
 remains." 
 
160 THE LIFE OP 
 
 This chief was not a pious man. Three of his 
 warriors, now went to the hill, cleared away the 
 .5now, and dug the grave according to our direc- 
 tions. We committed his lifeless body to the 
 cold grave in a strange land ! I never knew how 
 much I loved him, until he was gone. Filled 
 with tears, sobs, and sighs, Brother Spates per- 
 formed the last sad office, over the remains of 
 our dearly beloved brother, while the rude blast 
 was blowing the snow in every direction. Just 
 before he died, he admonished and entreated us 
 to meet him in heaven, where, he assured us, he 
 was going. " Blessed are the dead, that die in 
 the Lord." 
 
 The chief now invited us to go and reside with 
 him at Rabbit River ; and in February, we did 
 so, after having traveled three days. During these 
 three days, however, we had often to shovel away 
 the snow, build a fire, and spread the bedding 
 without any tent over it. We awoke one morn- 
 ing, and found the snow two inches deep on the 
 bed clothes. We built a large fire, by which we 
 warmed ourselves and boiled some coffee. Our 
 bread was frozen ; but we thawed it, and made 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BO\VIL 161 
 
 a meal. When this was over, off we started. By 
 the way, I ought to have mentioned that I had a 
 poney for Mrs. Copway and her sister, on which 
 they could ride. Through the winter he lived on 
 rushes, and browsed like a deer. The poor fel- 
 low had to give out, about two miles before we 
 reached Rabbit River ; Mrs. Copway, therefore, 
 had to walk this distance on the ice, which great- 
 ly fatigued her. On Saturday night quite late, 
 we arrived at the shanty of Chief Hole-in-the- 
 sky. In all our journeyings Mrs. C. was always 
 ready and willing to endure every hardship. She 
 neyer murmured nor appeared discontented. 
 This, often encouraged me, and aiforded us much 
 relief I record with gratitude, that God enabled 
 her and her sister to bear up under the severest 
 trials and hardships. We could have no earthly 
 gain in view ; the grace of God alone, therefore, 
 supported us by day and by night, in sickness, in 
 perils, in storms, in fatigues, in despondency, and 
 in solitary places. At Rabbit River we labored 
 with considerable success ; but on account of the 
 war raging between the Sioux and the Ojebwas, 
 
162 THE LIFE OF 
 
 these two Missions, with that at Ottawa Lake, 
 had to be abandoned. 
 
 Note A. 
 
 " 1st. The soil at the Credit is generally very poor, and, 
 consequently, the crops are light, and this, in a great measure, 
 discourages our people from becoming good farmers. The 
 situation of the Credit Reserve is better calculated for commer- 
 cial than agricultural purposes. 
 
 " 2nd. We have learned, by experience, that living together 
 in a village, whilst endeavoring to foUov^'- farming, is attended 
 with many disadvantages, and loss of time ; it is therefore de- 
 sirable, that all the Indians vv^ho wish to become planters, 
 should be settled on their own lots. 
 
 " 3rd. The evil example of many of the white people around 
 our village, exposes our people to the temptation of drinking 
 fire-water, and of committing other vices. 
 
 *' 4th. We are of opinion, that, if we go and settle on a 
 good tract of land, many of our young men, who are now 
 spending their time in idleness, would be induced to become 
 industrious, and attend to their farming." 
 
 Note B, 
 
 " Government House. ) 
 " Kingston, 2'2nd July, 1841. ) 
 
 •' My Lord, 
 
 " I have the honor to acknowledge the receipt of your de- 
 spatch of the 1st instant, No. 393, on the subject of the Indian 
 Department in Canada. I beg to assure your Lordship that I 
 have given the subject my attentive consideration, and I hope 
 to be able to submit for your approval, a scheme for the conso- 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH- 163 
 
 lidation of the Department. At the same time the matter is 
 attended with great difficuUy, arising from the peculiarity of 
 the duties which the officers of the Department have to per- 
 form, the extent of country comprised within their jurisdiction, 
 and, above all, from the system pursued with regard to the In- 
 dians, which, in my opinion, is of the most mistaken character. 
 All my observation has completely satisfied me, that the direct 
 interference of the Government is only advantageous to the 
 Indians who can still follow their accustomed pursuits, and 
 that if they became settlers, they should be compelled to fall 
 into the ranks of the rest of Her Majesty's subjects, exercising 
 the same Independent control over their own property and their 
 own actions, and subject to the same general law as other 
 citizens. 
 
 "The attempt to combine a system of pupilage vrith the 
 settlement of these people in civilized parts of the country, 
 leads only to embarrassment to the Government, expense to the 
 Crown, a waste of the resources of the Province, and an injury 
 to the Indians themselves. Thus circumstanced, the Indian 
 loses all the good qualities of his wild state, and acquires no- 
 thing but the vices of civilization. He does not become a good 
 settler, he does not become an agriculturist or a mechanic. 
 He does become a drunkard and a debauchee, and his females 
 and family follow the same course. He occupies valuable 
 land, unprofitably to himself and injuriously to the country. 
 He gives infinite trouble to the Government, and adds nothing 
 either to the Avealth, the industry, or the defence of the Pro- 
 vince. 
 
 " I have, &c. 
 
 (Signed.) " SYDENHAM." 
 
 " The Right Honorable 
 
 " Lord J. RcssELL." 
 
164 THE LIFE OF 
 
 CHAPTER XIV. 
 
 In the spring, we were out of provisions, and 
 had to fish for a living for about three weeks. 
 Brother Spates taught school, and cousin John- 
 son and myself visited the wigwams daily, for 
 the purpose of singing and praying, and reading 
 the word of God. They always received us kind- 
 ly ; and soon their minds and hearts began to 
 feel serious, and they inclined strongly towards 
 Christianity. It was not long after that many of 
 them professed to have made their peace with 
 God, and expressed their determination to obey 
 the precepts of Jesus. Here we must acknow- 
 ledge that God " made us glad according to the 
 days wherein he has afflicted us." We had 
 " not labored in vain, nor spent our strength for 
 nought," although we had to confess that we were 
 unprofitable servants. While conversing with a 
 chief upon the importance of true religion, he 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWII. 165 
 
 became much troubled, and admitted that his 
 own religion was not as good as the religion of 
 the Bible ; but, said he, " I will embrace your 
 religion when I shall have returned from one 
 more battle with the Sioux ; and I will then ad- 
 vise my people to embrace it too." What a 
 struggle this poor fellow had within ! His name 
 was Bah'goo-na-ge-shig (Hole in the sky). He had 
 always been kind to me and mine ; in the spring 
 he presented to me about eighty pounds of sugar ; 
 observing at the same time, "I have brought this 
 from the Sugar Bush to-day; you will require 
 some for your family ; and I cheerfully give it." 
 
 Brother Brace and his family now arrived from 
 Prairie Du Chien. What tales of sufferings did 
 they communicate ! They had traveled six hun- 
 dred miles in the midst of winter ; and were ex- 
 posed to all winds and weathers! But thank 
 God now they were with us. Their clothes were 
 almost in strings, and their children were in rags ! 
 Expecting to find enough to live on as soon as 
 they arrived, they brought nothing with them. 
 Thank heaven we were just enabled to keep them 
 
 and ourselves from starving. 
 
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166 THE LIFE OF 
 
 The Indians desired us to visit several other 
 places, and establish ourselves there. The whole 
 country seemed ripe for the Gospel. It was 
 thought best tliat Brother Spates and myself 
 should go down to St. Peters, by water, and ob- 
 tain provision. We were four days going, and 
 on our arrival, a war party was just on the eve 
 of departing for our Mission, where they intended 
 to murder all the Ojebwas they could find. I 
 requested Brother Spates to accompany me back 
 by land, to inform the Indians of the intention 
 of the Sioux. He said " there would be too much 
 risk in going before the War Party." But my wife 
 and sister were there; they, as well as my poor 
 people, might be barbarously murdered. After 
 repeated efforts to get some one to accompany 
 me, but without success, I was determined to go 
 alone. I trusted in the God of battles, and with 
 his aid, I was confident that I could prevent these 
 merciless and blood-thirsty warriors from imbru- 
 ing their hands in the blood of my nation. I was 
 ready for a start; and went to Chief Little-Crow's 
 village, to tell him that I was going to the 
 Rabbit River Mission. Not thinking that I was 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 167 
 
 in earnest, or had courage enough, he said, " Tell 
 Hole-in-the-sky, I am coming to get his scalp." 
 This took place three hours before they were 
 ready to march. In the midst of jeers and war 
 whoops, I left their Mission house. They did not 
 believe that I intended to go farther than Fort 
 Snelling. As soon as I was out of sight, I began 
 to run as fast as I was able. I called at the Post 
 Office, which was nine miles from the Crow Mis- 
 sion, got my papers and letters, and ran about 
 seven miles over the Prairie, without stopping. I 
 bought a pony on the road, of a Frenchman, and 
 having no saddle, I rode but three miles of the 
 whole distance. I tied my pack on his back, and 
 made him run all the afternoon. In the night I 
 slept without a fire. I was so anxious to get home, 
 that I had no appetite for eating, the first two 
 days. I went at the rate of about seventy-five 
 miles per day, and arrived home at noon, on the 
 fourth day ; having walked two hundred and forty 
 miles, forded eight large streams, and crossed the 
 broad Mississippi twice. My coat and pantaloons 
 were in strips. I crossed the Mississippi just in 
 front of our Mission house, and as soon as possi- 
 
168 THE LIFE OF 
 
 ble, I told the chief that the war party were now 
 on their way to our Mission, to kill them. I ad- 
 vised him to lead away the women and children, 
 which they did, and the next day they all left us. 
 We, that is, my family, myself, and the other mis- 
 sionaries, were now left to the mercy of the Si- 
 oux. But they did not come, although they sent 
 spies. Brother Brace, Cousin Johnson, and I, 
 now ventured to take our families down to St. 
 Peters. We left in a large bark canoe, and had 
 only one loaf of bread, two quarts of beans, and two 
 quarts of molasses. Brother Brace was so sick, 
 that we had to lift him in and out of the canoe. 
 
 We saw tracks of the war party, on our way 
 to St. Peters. They watched us on the river, as 
 we heard afterwards. We encamped about one 
 mile and a half this side of their watching place, 
 during the night, and did not know that they 
 knew this fact, as will be seen in the sequel. 
 They came and held a council just across the 
 river from our encampment ; they could see the 
 light of our fire. The war chiefs agreed that four 
 of the warriors should swim over to us and take 
 us all prisoners. One was to take the canoe to 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 169 
 
 the other side of the river, to bring over the rest 
 of the party. They were to kill me, and my 
 Cousin Johnson. But the chief said to them, 
 "If you kill these men, the Great Spirit will be 
 angry, and he will send his white children to kill 
 us, and our children." 
 
 One of the warriors told the chief that he was 
 a coward, and that he ought to have remained at 
 home. To this, the chief replied, "I am no cow- 
 ard ; and we will see who are cowards when we 
 come in front of our enemies." Thus they dis- 
 puted, and even quarrelled, among themselves, 
 till da^^-light. The same morning, we left with- 
 out breakfast, and on the morning following, we 
 were beyond their reach. 
 
 We saw where they had raised a number of 
 logs, so that they might lie in ambush. I ought 
 to mention, that we were perfectly ignorant of all 
 their plans and actions, until we arrived at St. 
 Peters. The chief, himself, communicated to us 
 what has been stated above, in the presence of 
 his warriors. 
 
 This country, is, indeed, a dangerous place for 
 the Ojebwa Missionaries; but not so for the 
 
170 THE LIFE OF 
 
 whites, for they never pretend to interfere with 
 them, in any way. 
 
 Before Conference, and while I was obliged to 
 be at their mission, for there was no other road 
 for us to go, the Sioux tried to intimidate me by 
 pointing their guns to my breast, and by flourish- 
 ing their war clubs about my head ; they would 
 say, " I wish you had longer hair, so that I could 
 take a good hold of it and scalp you." I cannot 
 describe mjfepJlngs, on this occasion, better, than 
 by quoting, with a little alteration, from the 
 immortal bard of Avon : — " they were so terrible, 
 that they shook my soul, and made my seated 
 heart knock at my ribs against the use of nature ; 
 cold drops of sweat hung on my trembling flesh, 
 my blood grew chilly, and I seemed to freeze with 
 horror." I would often go and see them in their 
 Tepees (wig-wams) ; this was good policy. They 
 frequently showed me some of the scalps of the 
 Ojebwas, and danced the scalping dance. What 
 awful noises they made, as they danced in their 
 fantastic dresses, with their fa,ces painted black. 
 They reminded me much of his Satanic and fiend- 
 ish majesty, rejoicing over a damned spirit enter- 
 ing hell. 
 
K.\H-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 171 
 
 During this summer, I accompanied Brother 
 Kavanaugh to Sandy Lake Mission, at the head 
 of the Mississippi. I returned by the Falls of St. 
 Anthony, while Brother Kavanaugh went by the 
 way of Lake Superior, he having business with 
 the American Fur Company. When I arrived, I 
 learned that the elder son of Brother Kavanaugh 
 had been drowned ; he fell from a ledge of rocks. 
 Sister Kavanaugh felt deeply, this mercifully se- 
 vere dispensation. Brother Kavanaugh now ar- 
 rived ; poor man ! he could not speak to me for 
 some time. I met him some distance from his 
 house ; he had heard of the circumstance, but 
 had not, as yet, been home. " How unsearchable 
 are God's judgments; and his ways past finding 
 out." Yet, withal, in such dark hours, many a 
 christian sees parental Love. Ah ! we may often 
 exclaim, in the language of good old Jacob, " All 
 these things are against me," but we may also 
 say, God orders every thing for the good of his 
 own. 
 
 That summer we went to Conference, which 
 was held in Platteville. I was then appointed to 
 establish a Mission at Fon du Lac, at the head of 
 
172 THE LIFE OF 
 
 Lake Superior. Brother James Simpson was ap- 
 pointed school teacher. 
 
 We traveled from the Sioux Mission up the 
 St. Croix River, crossed over to Burnt- wood Ri- 
 ver, and thence to Lake Superior. Having pro- 
 vided food, I departed with Mrs. Copway and 
 her sister, John Jacob, Massey, and Brother Simp- 
 son, about the fifteenth of September. We were 
 two weeks on the St. Croix River ; and part of 
 this time I was so sick as to become delirious. 
 I was just able to walk over the two mile por- 
 tage to Burnt- wood River. The other men, there- 
 fore, had to carry the large canoe the two miles; 
 this was hard, but it was impossible for me to help 
 them. We were now out of provisions. I have 
 been told, by good authority, the following singu- 
 lar fact. There is but one spring which forms 
 the two rivers ; — the St. Croix which runs down 
 to the Mississippi, and the Burnt- wood River 
 which runs down to Lake Superior. 
 
 In going down the Burnt- wood River, our pro- 
 gress was slow. We were out of provisions from 
 Thursday, till Sabbath morning, when we arrived 
 at Fon du Lac. On Saturday, Mrs. Copway and 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 173 
 
 her sister had a small piece of bread between 
 them ; the rest lived upon hope. In the after- 
 noon, we rowed about twenty-eight miles, and 
 on Sabbath morning just at day-break we had to 
 start for our station, Fon du Lac ; about twelve 
 o'clock we arrived there, and saw John Lawn- 
 dree, the trader, who was celebrated for his hos- 
 pitality. I shook hands with him ; he asked me 
 if I Avere sick; and said, "You look pale." I 
 told him, we were all hungry, and had had no- 
 thing to eat but a small piece of bread since Fri- 
 day evening. " Ah, indeed ! " said he, " I will 
 soon have breakfast for you." Mrs. Laundree, 
 after a few minutes, had every thing necessary 
 for our cheer and comfort. "While eating, I 
 thought, that whatever might be said of Catho- 
 lics, this was truly a Christian act ; and heaven 
 will not let it pass unnoticed. 
 
 In the evening I addressed a company of traders 
 and Indians. I found the Indians in a miserable 
 state ; the cause of which, I attribute wholly to 
 their intercourse with the traders, the principal 
 part of whom are notoriously wicked and pro- 
 fane. I felt very thankful, however, that we 
 
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174 ' THE LIFE OF 
 
 were here ; yet I was filled with anxieties ; for 
 how should I begin my labors ? Brother Simp- 
 son and I, commenced by fitting up the old mis- 
 sion house, formerly occupied by the Rev. Mr. 
 Ely, who had taught many to read and write. 
 The school house, also, was fitted up, and in it 
 Brother Simpson taught, till the spring. Our 
 prospects seemed to brighten up, and we had 
 good reason to think that the Indians were glad 
 to have us with them ; for they sent their child- 
 ren regularly to school, and our religious meet- 
 ings were well attended. During the winter 
 several became seriously and religiously affected ; 
 and in the spring, a few believed that they had 
 experienced a change of heart. This encouraged 
 us much. I can never forget the happy seasons 
 I enjoyed, in my visits from house to house, and 
 in the woods. I endeavored to seek out all ; and 
 the good Master was gracious to me. I have 
 often traveled about among them on snow shoes, 
 weeping for joy. Often too, did I sleep alone in 
 the woods, having had to dig away the snow to pre- 
 pare a place to lie on. Though frequently hmigry, 
 iaint, and lonely, I enjoyed the presence of the 
 
KAH-GE-(JA-GAH-BOWH. 175 
 
 Lord, On one occasion I was sorely tried : — I 
 accompanied one of the traders about one hun- 
 dred and eighty miles, to purchase cattle for our 
 place. I bought a cow for my own immediate 
 family ; and in the spring, it was killed and eaten 
 by the Indians. Had they been in want, there 
 might have been some excuse for such an act. 
 We expected her to "come in" in about three 
 weeks, and her milk was to be our chief depend- 
 ence. It was a cruel piece of work. After hav- 
 ing traveled too, three hundred and sixty miles 
 for the express purpose of obtaining her, and then 
 to be thus deprived, was a hard case truly. Had 
 she lived, many of the children of the Indians 
 would have shared in the milk. When will the 
 poor Indians be instructed in right principles ? 
 
 From a long experience, and close observations 
 among the Sioux and the Ojebwas, in regard to 
 the hostile feelings existing between them, I have 
 been brought to the following conclusions : 
 
 1 . That Christianity and education alone, will 
 check their malevolent and hostile feelings, and 
 thus put an end to their bloody Avars. For this 
 end, missionaries must be sent to both nations. 
 
176 THE LIFE OF 
 
 2. That it is useless to send missionaries with- 
 out suitable interpreters to assist them. 
 
 3. That Missions should be established in the 
 vicinities of the borders of the neutral grounds 
 of these two powerful and savage nations; be- 
 cause in these places there is but little, if any 
 thing, to excite them to revenge. 
 
 4. That wherever a Mission is once established, 
 it must never be abandoned. 
 
 5. That where any Protestant Mission is esta- 
 blished in any village, no other denomination 
 should establish another in the same place, or 
 interfere in any other way. 
 
 6. That missionaries ought to assist each other 
 whenever they happen to fall in each other's 
 way, or are requested to do so. 
 
 7. That missionaries ought not to preach their 
 own peculiar doctrines, to the disadvantage of 
 other denominations; for this not only lessens 
 their own influence, but likewise that of others. 
 
 The scenery near the head of Lake Superior, is 
 almost as splendid as that of the beautiful Hud- 
 son. There is a magnificent fall about eight 
 miles above the Mission. The Indians often kill 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 177 
 
 moose, bears, and deer, in this region. In the 
 spring, summer, and fall, they live on fish. As 
 we had no salt, we were obliged to preserve our 
 fish by hanging them on poles, with their heads 
 downwards, and in this manner they would 
 freeze. When the spring arrived, they began to 
 thaw, and becoming soft, would fall from the 
 poles. Late in the fall, white fish ascend the 
 rapids, and can be scooped up with nets. In the 
 spring, fish of every kind, and in great abundance, 
 ascend these rapids. 
 
 On the 9th of April, 1842, it pleased the Lord 
 to bless us with a son. This was our first 
 child — a fine healthy boy. We thanked God 
 for his goodness and mercy in preserving all our 
 lives in the desert, and while surrounded by sava- 
 ges. I committed and commended him to God. 
 May he live to take his station in the missionary 
 field. 
 
 Brother Kavanaugh was kind enough to visit 
 us ; he returned by the way of Sandy Lake IVIis- 
 sion. I accompanied him over the first Portage ; 
 here we knelt down on the green, and worshipped 
 the God of Missions. We now parted ; but I 
 
178 THE LIFE OF 
 
 still hope to see this affectionate brother again, 
 even in this world. But if we shall never meet 
 on earth, I trust, we shall, in heaven, "where the 
 wicked cease from troubling, and the weary are 
 at rest." 
 
 " Where we shall forget our sorrows and pains, 
 And with our Redeemer in glory shall reign, 
 Shall sing the anthems resounding on high, 
 And bathe in the ocean that never shall drv." 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 179 
 
 CHAPTER XV. 
 
 We were often delightfully associated with the 
 Presbyterian Missionaries at La Pointe, the Rev. 
 Messrs. Hall and Wheeler, and their amiable fami- 
 lies. Their benevolence and christian courtesy 
 are above any praise that we can render ; but we 
 would acknowledge that our hearts overflow with 
 great gratitude whenever we recall them to mind. 
 It was here that I became acquainted with the 
 Rev. Mr. Boutwell. I preached for these beloved 
 brethren several times, and we enjoyed sweet 
 communion, and some thrilling seasons together. 
 
 The Council of the Ojebwa nation assembled 
 in this place about the first of October. The gov-^ 
 ernment agent, R. Stewart, of Detroit, treated with 
 them for their mineral regions, for which the 
 Government gave them a large amount in money. 
 From this time, I shall date the dissipation, mi-' 
 sery, and ruin, of this part of our nation. 
 
180 THE LIFE OF 
 
 1. Because it induces speculators to visit them 
 yearly to sell their goods at enormous prices ; and 
 their whiskey, which inevitably ruins both body 
 and soul. 
 
 2. Because it opens the door for all sorts of un- 
 principled men and vagabonds. The miners, too, 
 many of whom, are no better than pickpockets. 
 
 3. Because, in possessing so much money with- 
 out any correct views of economy, utility, or 
 prudence, it becomes to them " the root of all 
 evil" — a curse instead of a blessing. 
 
 In these appropriations, the American Govern- 
 ment have grossly erred. What benefit can the 
 many thousands of dollars, which are paid annu- 
 ally, be to the Indians, if they are not capable of 
 exercising any judgment in relation to a proper 
 use of money ? The fact is, that, at the end of 
 every year, they are sunk into deeper degradation. 
 I would now ask, what are millions of money 
 without education ? I do not mean that an equiva- 
 lent should not be given for lands ceded to the 
 Government. No; but I do mean that this equiv- 
 alent should be appropriated in such a way as to 
 produce the greatest benefits and the happiest re- 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 181 
 
 suits. If a certain amount had been given in cash, 
 another amount in cattle and farmer's utensils, 
 another in clothing, another in houses and school 
 houses, and the like ; and with these, if a few me- 
 chanics, farmers, and teachers, had been sent 
 among them, the Indians might have become in- 
 dustrious, intelligent, and useful citizens. One 
 third of each annual payment would be sufficient 
 to educate, and to supply all the wants of, their 
 children. It may be supposed by some, that the 
 white people, settled near them, give them good 
 advice, and urge upon them the propriety and ne- 
 cessity of appropriating their monies in the man- 
 ner just suggested. Yet this is not only not the 
 case, but these very whites, at least a large ma- 
 jority of them, are continually laying plans by 
 which they can extort from these unlettered and 
 ignorant Indians, whatever they possess. I write 
 not at random, on these matters. I am too well 
 acquainted with them from painful observation 
 and bitter experience. I have been present at 
 ten payments ; viz. at Sault St. Marie, Mackinaw, 
 Green Bay, Prairie Du Chien, and St. Peters. Du- 
 ring these payments, quantities of whiskey were 
 
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 brought to the Indians, or else, they were seduced 
 to go elsewhere to purchase it. Poor untutored red 
 men ! you were deluded, and made drunk by 
 white men, and then in your hellish and drunken 
 passions, you turned around, and imbrued your 
 hands in the blood of your own relatives, and 
 brethren. And were I to narrate some of the 
 scenes which occurred among the Avhite faces 
 (with black hearts), on these occasions, it would 
 sicken the heart; nay, it would make mad the 
 guilty, and appal the innocent. The very devil 
 himself might shudder. 
 
 It was now two years since I left Canada; I 
 received letters from there, from the Rev. Messrs. 
 Stinson, Green, and Jones, requesting me to re- 
 turn home and labor with them. At first, I did 
 not deem it advisable to go, because I felt under 
 many obligations to those who had sent me to 
 school for two years ; and had rendered me other 
 kind services. But it was not until after repeated 
 solicitations had been made, and money to defray 
 my traveling expenses had been remitted, that 1 
 consented. I obtained permission from my Super- 
 intendent, Rev. J. R. Goodrich, to depart. F left 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 183 
 
 La Pointe, Oct. lOth, in the schooner Algonquin 
 for Sault St.. Marie. From there we took a row 
 boat for Mackinaw, and at M. took a steamboat 
 ibr Buffalo ; we now proceeded onwards and ar- 
 rived at Toronto on the 28th of October. My 
 wife's parents, and relatives, and very many dear 
 friends were delighted to see us again, after an ab- 
 sence of two years. We found them all well, and 
 felt grateful to God for another expression of his 
 abundant goodness and mercy. I spent much of 
 my time in narrating the scenes we had witness- 
 ed, and a full account of my mission. 
 
 In about a month, I was sent to Credit river, 
 (Mrs. C. remained behind in her father's family). 
 Here I taught school till Christmas, when I be- 
 gan traveling with Rev. Wm. Kyerson, on a Mis- 
 sionary tour towards Montreal. We were absent 
 about three months, and preached or spoke every 
 day. We collected about a thousand dollars per 
 month. The eloquence and piety of brother R. 
 seemed to be duly appreciated wherever we went. 
 He is the best platform speaker, that I have ever 
 heard in the Methodist connexion. 1 had sup- 
 posed, however, that he would be dull and mo- 
 
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 notonous; but this was far, very far from the 
 fact. 
 
 Having returned from this tour, to Toronto, 1 
 was next appointed by the Missionary Society to 
 labor at the Saugeeng Mission, in the place of the 
 Rev. Thomas Williams. On this journey my wife 
 accompained me. The distance was one hun- 
 dred and sixty miles; and we reached there on 
 the 12th of April, '43. On our way, we stopped 
 at Goderich ; and from thence we took a canoe 
 about sixty-five miles. 
 
 I entered upon my duties as a missionary 
 among the Christian Indians. I met with diffi- 
 culties, for I could obtain nothing without money ; 
 and even when a request was made, it was not 
 met by the Society. I could not be convinced 
 that it was my duty to starve, and therefore con- 
 cluded I must leave. My Indian brethren step- 
 ped forward at this time, and petitioned Governor 
 Metcalf, to afford me a living from the Govern- 
 ment. Their request was granted, and I was 
 paid by Government $400 per year, for three years. 
 I should have continued here, but the next year 
 my services were demanded among my relatives 
 at Rice Lake. 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BO\VH. 185 
 
 In the summer, I took Mrs. Copway to Toronto, 
 and left her at her father's, while I was absent at 
 Montreal with the Rev. Mr. Jones. Here, we 
 waited on the the Governor General, and present- 
 ed our views, and those of our people, respecting 
 the formation of a Manual Labor School for the 
 benefit of the Indians. The Governor expressed 
 himself as favorably disposed, but was too sick to 
 take an active part in it. But before this, the 
 Canada Conference had appointed Rev. P. Jones 
 and myself, to visit the Missions, and ascertain 
 how^much each Mission was willing to contribute 
 for this object.* During this fall, Mr. Jones and 
 family left for England. 
 
 I returned to Toronto and took my family back 
 to Saugeeng Mission. While on our passage, in a 
 schooner, our little son, who was about three years 
 old, fell overboard ; we heard him fall into the wa- 
 ter. I ran immediately to the side of the vessel and 
 jumped into the lake. The schooner was sailing 
 quite rapidly, and had passed him about twenty 
 yards. I swam as fast as possible, and saw him 
 
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 and brought him to the surface. As the waves 
 were running high, it was with the greatest diffi- 
 culty that that I could keep him above the water 
 so that he could breathe ; and I was compelled at 
 times to let him sink an instant, that I might 
 breathe myself. I heard him cry, which was 
 encouraging, for I was fearful that he was dying. 
 At one time I almost despaired of saving either 
 of our lives. I was about giving up all hope, 
 when I saw the yawl boat near me, and I was 
 told that I was just about sinking, when the cap- 
 tain rescued us from a watery grave. The cap- 
 tain, and all on board, were so frightened, that 
 they lost some time in concluding what to do. 
 Had they luffed at once, and despatched the yawl, 
 two or three minutes might have been saved. 
 But, I ought not to complain; our lives were 
 spared, and thanks be to a kind Providence for 
 his timely deliverance. I then gave him up to 
 God, and prayed that he might be preserved, and 
 be devoted to the cause of Christ. 
 
 We now resumed our labors at the Mission. 
 While at this station there were many hopeful 
 conversions. A remarkable circumstance is, that 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWff. 187 
 
 sink. When I reached the spot where he sank, I 
 dove down about seven feet, seized hold of him, 
 during the whole three years of my sojourn in 
 this field of labor, I never knew but one single case 
 in which fire-water was used. I must not omit 
 noticing here, a very faithful teacher in my charge, 
 Jacob Jackson; his influence was of the best 
 kind ; he was also a very pleasant and interestmg 
 singer. It had been but a few years since these 
 [ndians were converted. They now have good 
 farms, dwellings, school houses, meeting houses, 
 and a saw mill. How wonderful are the effects 
 of the gospel ! They also take delight in pray- 
 ing, and in singing the praises of God. Had the 
 American Government adopted the same course 
 towards the La Pointe Indians, that the British 
 Government adopted towards these, the same 
 lasting blessings would have ensued. 
 
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 CHAPTER XVI. 
 
 Of late, the General Councils of the christian- 
 ized Ojebwas have been convened, and conduct- 
 ed, in the same manner as public and other busi- 
 ness meetings are conducted among the whites. 
 The last General Council, which consisted of 
 Ojebwas and Ottawa s, was held at Saugeeng. 
 The chiefs came from Lakes St. Clair, Huron, 
 Ontario, and Simcoe, and from Eice and Mud 
 Lakes. The object of this convention was to de- 
 vise plans by which the tract of land now owned 
 by the Saugeeng Indians, could be held for the 
 sole benefit of the Ojebwa Nation ; to petition 
 the Government for aid in establishing a Manual 
 Labor School ; to ascertain the views and feelings 
 of the chiefs in relation to forming one large set- 
 tlement among themselves at Owen's Sound, there 
 to live in future ; and to attend to other things of 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 189 
 
 minor importance. There were forty-eight chiefs 
 present, from Canada West alone. Chief Saw- 
 yer took the chair, and the writer had the honor 
 of being Vice-President. Chief John Jones, of 
 Owen Sound, was selected to deliver the opening 
 address, in which he was to give an outline of 
 the subjects to be discussed. The meeting was 
 now called to order ; and after singing, and an 
 appropriate prayer by Chief John Sunday, Chief 
 Jones arose ; all was silent, and every eye was 
 turned towards him. After rolling his small but 
 piercing black eye over the vast assembly, he 
 spoke as follows : — 
 
 *' Brothers ! You have been called from all parts 
 of Canada, and even from the north of Georgian 
 Bay. You are from your homes, your wives, and 
 your children. We might regret this, were it not 
 for the circumstances that require you here. 
 
 "Fellow Chiefs, and Brothers, I have ponder- 
 ed with deep solicitude, our present condition; 
 and the future welfare of our children, as well 
 as of ourselves. I have studied deeply and 
 anxiously, in order to arrive at a true know- 
 
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 ledge of the proper course to be pursued to se- 
 cure to us and to our descendants, and even to 
 others around us, the greatest amount of peace, 
 health, happiness, and usefulness. The interests 
 of the Ojebwas and the Ottawas are near and 
 dear to my heart ; for them, I have passed many 
 sleepless nights, and have often suffered from an 
 agitated mind. These nations, I am proud to 
 say, are my brothers ; many of them, are bone 
 of my bone, and for them, if needs be, I could 
 willingly, nay, cheerfully, sacrifice any thing. 
 Brothers, you see my heart. [Here, the speaker 
 held out a piece of tohite paper, emblematical of 
 a ^?2i?*e heart.] 
 
 "Fellow Chiefs and Warriors! I have looked 
 over your wigwams throughout Canada, and 
 have arrived at the conclusion, that you are in a 
 warm place; your neighbors, the whites, are 
 kindling fires all around you [that is, clearing the 
 lands]. One purpose for which you have been 
 called together, is to devise some plan by which 
 we can live together, and become a happy people, 
 so that our dying fires may not go out [our nation 
 may not become extinct], but may be kindled in 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 191 
 
 one place, which will prove a blessing to our 
 children. 
 
 " Brothers ! Some of you are living on small 
 parcels of land, and others, on Islands. We now 
 offer yon any portion of the land which we own 
 in this region ; that we may, the rest of our days, 
 smoke the pipe of friendship ; live and die toge- 
 ther ; and see om* children play, and be reared 
 on one spot. We ask no money of you. We 
 love you ; and because we love you, and feel for 
 your children, we propose this. 
 
 " Brothers ! There are many other subjects 
 which we think ought to come under your con- 
 sideration, besides those already stated. But the 
 most important are : 
 
 '^1. Whether it would not be better for the 
 whole Ojebwa Nation to reside on this, our terri- 
 tory. 
 
 " 2. Would it not be well to devise ways and 
 means to establish Manual Labor Schools for the 
 benefit of the nation. 
 
 *'3. Ought not a petition be drawn up and 
 presented to our Great Father [the Governor Ge- 
 neral], for the purpose of fixing upon a definite 
 
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 time for the distribution of the annual " presents," 
 and the small annuities of each tribe. 
 
 "4. Is it not desirable to petition the Governor 
 General, to appoint a resident Indian interpreter, 
 to assist the agent in Toronto. 
 
 " 5. As we [the Christian part of our nation] 
 have abandoned our former customs and ceremo- 
 nies, ought we not to make our own laws, in or- 
 der to give character and stability to our chiefs, 
 as well as to empower them to treat with the 
 Government under which we live, that they may, 
 from time to time, present all our grievances and 
 other matters to the General Government. 
 
 "My Chiefs, Brothers, Warriors ! This morning, 
 [the speaker now pointed his finger towards hea- 
 ven] look up, and see the blue sky ; there are no 
 clouds ; the sun is bright and clear. Our fathers 
 taught us, that at such assemblies when the sky 
 was without clouds, the Great Spirit was smiling 
 upon them. May he now preside over us, that 
 we may make a long, smooth, and straight path 
 for our children. It is true, I seldom see you all ; 
 but this morning, T shake hands with you all in 
 my heart. 
 
 "Brothers! This is nil I have to say." 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 193 
 
 On taking his seat eighty-four Chiefs respond- 
 ed, " Hah ! " an exclamation of great applause. 
 
 Several chiefs spoke, and highly approved of 
 what had heen proposed ; and expressed their 
 gratitude for the kind offer of the lands. It was 
 proposed to petition his Excellency the Governor, 
 to grant and secure to the Indians, the whole of 
 this territory. 
 
 The following was drawn up hy John Jones, 
 Jacoh Jackson, and David Wa-wa-nosh. 
 
 The Petition of the Ojehum Chiefs, i?i General Council, respect- 
 ing the unceded layids north of Saugeeng and Oioen!s Sound. 
 June 5th, 1845. 
 
 To our Great Father Lord Metcalf, Governor General of 
 British North America, and Captain General of the same, 
 &c., &c. 
 
 The Ojebwa Chiefs in General Council assembled, humbly sheweth : 
 
 Father — Your Petitioners having ceded a great portion of 
 their once extensive territory about Saugeeng and Owen's 
 Sound, and a portion of it having been restored to them since 
 the treaty of 1836, by your Excellency's gracious commands ; 
 
 Father — Your Petitioners are very anxious that the Re- 
 serve (now still known as the Indian Territory), be a perpetual 
 reserve, as a future refuge for a general colonization of the 
 Ojebwa Nation, comprising the scattered Tribes in Canada 
 West; 
 
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 Father — And that these lands may now and forever be open- 
 ed to all the Tribes ; that whenever any Tribe is disposed to 
 move, that they may have nothing- to fear, but have access to 
 any of the good lands to settle upon ; 
 
 Father — You have settled your white children on those 
 lands that once were our father's ; we ask now to let us have 
 the only remaining land we have, to ourselves, unmolested ; 
 
 Father — This is the prayer of your red children; and feeling 
 confident that you will give it every important consideration 
 which it requires, j'our red children will listen to hear the 
 answer of their Great Father. And they, as in duty bound, 
 will ever pray. 
 
 Forty-seven names, besides that of the Presi- 
 dent, were attached to this petition. 
 
 Never was I more delighted than with the ap- 
 pearance of this body. As I sat and looked at 
 them, I contrasted their former (degraded), with 
 their present (elevated) condition. The Gospel, I 
 thought, had done all this. If any one had told 
 me twenty years ago, that such would be their 
 condition, I should have ridiculed the idea, and 
 set the narrator down for a fool or a maniac. This 
 assembly was not convened for the purpose of de- 
 vising schemes of murder ; plans by which they 
 could kill their enemies ; but to adopt measures 
 by which peace, harmony, and love, might be se- 
 cured, and a "smooth and straight path" made 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 195 
 
 for their children. I see nothing at present, to 
 hinder them from increasing in knowledge, hap- 
 piness, and usefulness, except the conduct of the 
 Government Agents, many of whom are inimical 
 to our nation, and often prove a curse to her. 
 
 Several other papers were drawn up, and signed 
 by the President, by order of the General Council. 
 One of these I must be allowed to give, although 
 it concerns myself. 
 
 To ALL TO WHosi IT MAY coNCEKN. In the General Council of 
 the Ojebvva nation of Indians. We, the Chiefs, of the various 
 Tribes of the Ojebwa Indians, do hereby appoint, and author- 
 ize our beloved brother, the Rev. George Copway, as our agent 
 for the Manual Labor School, to procure subscriptions for the 
 same, believing that this will be one of the greatest means, if 
 established, of raising our young men, to become like our White 
 brothers ; to learn industry, economy, and to gain knowledge, 
 that we may become a happy and a prosperous people. 
 
 Signed by order of the General Council. 
 
 JOSEPH SAWYER, [l. s.] 
 
 President of the General Council of the Ojebwa Nation. 
 
 Saugeeng, July 4, 1845. 
 
 I will also give an extract of my letter to the 
 Rev. Mr. Wilkinson, who was then President of 
 the Canada Conference, immediately after the 
 close of the General Council. 
 
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 [Extract frovi Letter Booh, Page 151.] 
 
 Saugeeng Mission, ) 
 July 14, 1845. ( 
 
 To the President of the Conference, Rev. Mr. Wilkinson. 
 
 * # ***** 
 
 The late General Council, have appointed me their agent for 
 the Manual Labor School. I shall be happy to receive any in- 
 structions you may think proper to give, on my way down [to 
 
 Montreal], for I am anxious to see this going on. 
 
 ♦ *#**♦* 
 
 I remain Yours, &c., 
 
 GEORGE COPWAY, 
 
 Missionary at Saugeeng. 
 
 I give tliese, for tlie benefit and instruction of 
 those, who have been so kind as to insinuate, or as- 
 sert, that I was not an authorized agent to forward 
 the interests of my poor people. Those who have 
 been the loudest and most active in this slander, 
 have done the least, in rendering the Indians any 
 essential service. Let them go on, with their 
 gossipings, while I go on my way rejoicing in 
 doing all I can for my poor people, indepen- 
 dently of the Canada Conference. Neither have 
 I any disposition to court the favor of this Con- 
 ference. Indeed, my heart has often sickened, at 
 the divisions and subdivisions of the Canada Me- 
 thodists. 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 197 
 
 The speeches of Jones, Sunday, Taunchey, Mc- 
 Ciie, D. Sawyer, J. Youngs, W. Herkermer, were 
 excellent. That of John Sunday, particularly, 
 was uncommonly eloquent. His keen black eyes, 
 flashing fire ; and his large brawny arms extend- 
 ed, gave great effect to his speech. As a matter 
 of course, there were often differences of opinion, 
 as well as warm discussions, upon various sub- 
 jects; some would even feel that their views were 
 not fairly treated; still, there were no unkind re- 
 marks, no calling of hard names, no abuse, no 
 ridicule, no insults, no threats, no intrigues, no 
 blows, and 7io challenges to meet on the field of 
 HONOR (?). The individual who had the floor, was 
 never interrupted ; profound attention was given, 
 and a death-like silence was observed. Occa- 
 sionally, it is true, there was perpetrated a plea- 
 sant, and innocent jeii d' cspiit; an example of 
 which, I will give. 
 
 During a protracted debate, in which Chief 
 
 John Jones took a very active part, some facts 
 
 were elicited, and some views were presented, 
 
 which induced him to change some of his former 
 
 opinions, and vote on the other side. One of the 
 
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 speakers at the close of his remarks, referred to 
 this fact, and observed, very good humoredly, 
 "If he wishes to be like a fah 'wm'ni icithout a 
 head — capable of moving forwards or backwards, 
 let him alone." 
 
 I have often been asked the question, "What 
 is the reason that the Indians are diminishing in 
 numbers in the midst of their white neighbors?" 
 To state all that might be said in replying to this 
 question, would require almost a separate volume. 
 But the following are a few of the principal rea- 
 sons: — 
 
 1. The introduction of King Alcohol among 
 them. 
 
 2. The introduction of new diseases, produced 
 by their intercourse with the whites; and by 
 adopting their intemperate habits. 
 
 3. Their inability to pursue that course of liv- 
 ing, after abandoning their wigwams, which 
 tends to health and old age. 
 
 4. Their spirits are broken down in conse- 
 quence of seeing that their 7^ace are becoming 
 homeless, friendless, moneyless, and trodden 
 down by the whites. 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 199 
 
 5. Their future prospects are gloomy and cheer- 
 less — enough to break down the noblest spirits. 
 
 There are many other reasons which could be 
 assigned for their diminution. But are not these 
 sufficient of themselves to crush and exterminate 
 even any icliite race, if not protected and defended 
 by friends and wholesome laws ? Our people have 
 been driven from their homes, and have been ca- 
 joled out of the few sacred spots where the bones 
 of their ancestors and children lie ; and where 
 they themselves expected to lie, when released 
 from the trials and troubles of life. Were it possible 
 to reverse the order of things, by placing the whites 
 in the same condition, how long would it be en- 
 dured ? There is not a white man, who deserves 
 the name of man, that would not rather die, than 
 be deprived of his home, and driven from the 
 graves of his relatives. "Oh shame, where is 
 thy blush !" 
 
 With all the wholesome and enlightened laws ; 
 with all the advantages and privileges of the glori- 
 ous Gospel, that shines so richly and brightly all 
 around the white man; the poor ignorant In- 
 dians are compelled, at the point of the bayonet. 
 
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 to forsake the sepulchres of those most dear to 
 them, and to retire to a strange land, where there 
 is no inhabitant to welcome them ! ! ! May the 
 day soon dawn, when Justice will take her seat 
 upon the throne. 
 
 If I did not think that there were some who are 
 alive to the interests of my people, and often 
 shed a tear for them; if I did not think that I 
 could discover a gleam of light and hope in the 
 future, "I should of all men be most miserable;" 
 " Surely the bitterness of death " would be " past." 
 T look then to the Gospel and to education as my 
 only hope. 
 
 I will now state, in a very brief manner, what 
 I think ought to be done, by those Avhose bene- 
 volent feelings lead them to commiserate the 
 condition of the Aborigines of America. 
 
 1. They should establish missions and high 
 schools wherever the whites have frequent inter- 
 course with them. 
 
 2. They should use their influence, as soon as 
 the Indians are well educated, and understand 
 the laws of the land, to have them placed on the 
 same footing as the whites, 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 201 
 
 3. They should try to procure for them a ter- 
 ritorial or district government, so that they may 
 represent their own nation. 
 
 4. They should obtain for them, deeds of their 
 own lands ; and, if qualified, according to law, 
 urge their right to vote. 
 
 The Indians will be sure to waste and squander 
 whatever they may receive from the American 
 or British Governments, unless some, at least, of 
 the above suggestions, shall have been put into 
 practice. 
 
 The Council was now dissolved. The Presi- 
 dent, Chief Sawyer, proceeded to His Excellency, 
 the Governor General, and presented the peti- 
 tions, in the name of the General Council. These 
 petitions, as we learned afterwards, were received 
 with a simple nod ! of the head. O mercy ! is this 
 forever to be our destiny ? Common humanity 
 at least, might have induced his Lordship to 
 speak a few consolatory words, if nothing else. 
 Our reception was both discouraging and chill- 
 ing. When we have a Press of our own, we 
 shall, perhaps, be able to plead our own cause. 
 
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 Give us but the Bibky and the influence of a Press, 
 and we ask no more. 
 
 The General Council appointed me to go to 
 Walpole, to present their address to the Walpole 
 Island Indians, entreating them to embrace 
 Christianity. I visited them in July. 
 
KAH-G'E-GA-GAH-BOWH. 203 
 
 CHAPTER XVII. 
 
 A GEOGRAPHICAL SKETCH OF THE OJEBWA, OK 
 CHIPPEWAY, NATION. 
 
 As THE Ojebwa Nation are within the bounds 
 of the two governments — the American and the 
 British, I will give a separate account of each. 
 The number of our nation, according to Drake, 
 in 1842, was thirty thousand; and this is not far 
 from the truth. The best work upon the Indians, 
 however, is that deservedly popular book, by Col. 
 McKinney, of New- York; the undoubted friend 
 of the red man. 
 
 I will now speak of that part of the nation 
 who occupy places within the bounds of the 
 United States. They inhabit all the northern 
 part of Michigan, or the south shore of Lake Hu- 
 ron ; the whole northern part of Wisconsin Ter- 
 ritory ; all the south shore of Lake Superior, for 
 
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 eight hundred miles ; the upper part of the Mis- 
 sissippi, and Sandy, Leach, and Red Lakes. 
 
 That part of our nation who live in the British 
 possessions, occupy from Gononaque, below King- 
 ston, throughout all western Canada ; the north 
 of Lake Huron ; the north of Lake Superior ; the 
 north of Lake Winepig ; the north of Red River 
 Lake, about one hundred miles. The whole ex- 
 tent, therefore, occupied is over one thousand 
 nine hundred miles east and west, and from two 
 to three hundred miles north and south. 
 
 There are over five thousand living under the 
 British Government, and less than twenty-five 
 thousand under the American Government. 
 There are about five thousand of these who re- 
 ceive religious instructions ; missionaries of diffe- 
 rent denominations being sent from Canada and 
 the United States. The Methodists were the first 
 who preached to the Ojebwas, or Massissaugas (as 
 they are frequently called). They commenced 
 at Credit River, in Canada West, in 1824, and 
 at Grape island, in 1827. The conversion of 
 some of the Ojebwas commenced during those 
 years. Native teachers were then sent to their 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 205 
 
 brethren in the West, where the influence of 
 Christianity is still felt. There are twenty-three 
 Methodist Missionary Stations ; six of which, are 
 in the States, and the remainder in Canada. There 
 are four Presbyterian Missions, all of which are 
 in the States ; viz. La Pointe, Bad River, Leach 
 Lake, and Red Lake. There are seven Episco- 
 palian Mission Stations ; all of which are in Ca- 
 nada, except one, which is at Green Bay. There 
 are two Baptist Mission Stations, one at Sault St. 
 Marie, and the other at Green Bay. The Roman 
 Catholics have their missionaries in nearly all 
 the principal places in the west. 
 
 Those who are not under religious instruction, 
 although accessible, are wandering without the 
 gospel. There is a field in the Territory of Wis- 
 consin where missionaries should be sent. There 
 are Indians all around the shores of Lake Supe- 
 rior who have, from time to time, called for mis- 
 sionaries, and have not yet been supplied. The 
 Hudson's Bay Company have, of late, adopted a 
 plan which in my opinion does them much cre- 
 dit ; they employ missionaries to give instruction 
 
 to the Indians and their children in the principles 
 
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 of Christianity. There are persons who once be- 
 longed to other nations, who now live in the ter- 
 ritory of the Ojebwas. 
 
 The present state of the christianized Ojebwas 
 is such, that they are fully ripe for greater ad- 
 vancement in religion, literature, and the arts and 
 sciences. Multitudes have left their wigwams, 
 their woods, and the chase, and are now endea- 
 voring to tread in the footsteps of worthy white 
 men. The reasons for all this, are the follow- 
 ing: 
 
 1. Their chiefs have seen the necessity of mak- 
 ing a " smooth, straight path for their children," 
 by appropriating as much of their means as they 
 could spare. 
 
 2. The rising generation are beginning to thirst 
 for learning, and are cultivating a taste for im- 
 provement more than ever. 
 
 3. Native teachers are now being trained to go 
 to their brethren, and preach to them in their own 
 language, Christ, and him crucified. By this 
 means the nation must be elevated. 
 
 Our prospects as a nation, are becoming brighter 
 through missionary efforts. There are many in 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 207 
 
 Wisconsin, and at Lake du Flambeau, who have 
 requested that missionaries be sent along the 
 south shore of Lake Superior. The same may 
 be said of those residing about Winepeg and Red 
 Lakes. Much of the western part of Red Lake, 
 is full of "the habitations of cruelty ; " for the 
 Chippewas and Sioux are habitually destroying 
 each other. 
 
 I will here give extracts from the Report of the 
 Commissioners, in 1842, to the Provincial Parlia- 
 ment, relative to the Mission Stations ; also sub- 
 join the names of the villages with their condi- 
 tion, and the chiefs of each village, as far as I 
 could ascertain them, which will show their pro- 
 gress, and their present state ; and also those who 
 have abandoned the wig^vam and the chase, and 
 resort to farming for a living. 
 
 1. Chippewas of the River Thames. 
 
 The Chippewas and Munsees occupy a tract of land contain- 
 ing about 9000 acres, in the Township of Caradoc, within the 
 London District, at a distance of about tweniy-five miles from 
 the Moravian village. It is only within ten years that the Chip- 
 pewas have been reclaimed from a wandering life, and settled 
 in their present location. The Munsees have been settled since 
 the year 1800, on land belonging to the Chippewas, with the 
 
208 THE LIFE OP 
 
 consent of that tribe. The present number of Chippewas is 
 378, and of Munsees 242. 
 
 The Chippewas and Munsees are not collected in a village, 
 but live on small farms scattered over their tract. Some of the 
 Chippewas are settled on surveyed lots of twenty acres each. 
 This tribe occupies 76 log houses, and six wigwams ; they pos- 
 sess 25 barns. They have 450 acres under cultivation. Their 
 stock consists of 30 oxen, 27 cows, 44 heifers, 82 horses and 
 colts, and 400 swine. Their agricultural implements include 
 9 ploughs, 9 harrows, 23 scythes and sickles, 19 ox chains, a 
 fanning mill, 4 wagons and carts, 7 spades, &c. ; they have a 
 blacksmith's forge, and two and a half setts of carpenters' tools. 
 
 JOHN RILEY, Chief. 
 
 2. The Chippewas at Amherstburg. 
 
 They all profess Christianity, and several of them are exam- 
 ples of true piety. The majority are Wesleyan Methodists, 
 and the others Roman Catholics. They have no place of Wor- 
 ship of their own. They can command the means. The Me- 
 thodist minister, however, who is stationed in the town of Am- 
 herstburg, visits those of his persuasion every Sunday, and 
 with the aid of an Interpreter, preaches, reads and expounds 
 the Scripture to them. They also have a general Prayer 
 Meeting among themselves, once a fortnight, and they meet 
 occasionally more privately for social prayer ; some of them 
 maintain family worship. The Roman Catholics attend chapel 
 at Amherstburg, which is about three miles from their settle- 
 ment. 
 
 There is at present no school among them, but they have 
 expressed their desire to establish one, and would gladly avail 
 themselves of instruction for their children. When there was 
 one, the attendance of the scholars was very irregular, but their 
 ability in acquiring knowledge was in no way inferior to that 
 of the white children. 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 209 
 
 3. Chippewas of the St. Clair. 
 
 These Indians are among the first whom Sir John Colborno 
 endeavored to settle and civilize. Previously to 1830, they 
 were wandering heathens like their brethren elsewhere, scat- 
 tered over the western part of the Upper Province ; they were 
 drunken and dissipated in their habits, and without either reli- 
 gious or moral restraint. In 1830 and 31, a number of them 
 were collected on a reserve in the Township of Sarnia, near 
 the head of the River St. Clair, and containing 10,280 acres. 
 A number of houses were built for them, and an officer was ap- 
 pointed for their superintendence. Their conversion to Christi- 
 anity and their progress in religious knowledge, and in the ac- 
 quisition of sober, orderly and industrious habits, have been un- 
 der the care of Missionaries of the Wesleyan Methodist Society, 
 both rapid and uniform. From the formation of the mission 
 221 adults and 239 children, have been baptized and admitted 
 into the Methodist Community. The total number up to the 
 year 1839 — 40, does not appear to have exceeded 350. Since 
 then their number has increased greatly by immigration, chiefly 
 from the Saginaw Bay, in the State of Michigan, and by the 
 settlement of wandering Indians ; and in 1842, as many as 741 
 received presents. 
 
 The Indians of the River aux Sables have about sixty acres 
 under improvement, and one log house. Those at Kettle 
 Point have twenty acres improved land and two log houses. 
 The land on the Upper Reserve was regularly surveyed and 
 laid out into farms. The Chief, with the approval of the Super- 
 intendent, placed most of the present occupants on these lands, 
 but it is not indispensable that he should be consulted, as the 
 members of the tribe may choose any unoccupied spot ; when 
 once in possession they are secure from intrusion, but repeated 
 ill conduct or drunkenness would subject them to be expelled 
 from the reserve of the Chief, 
 
 WA-WA-NOSH, ) ^,. . 
 SALT. ) ^^''-^'' 
 
210 THE LIFE OF 
 
 4. Chippeavas at Walpole Island. 
 
 These Indians are also known under the name of Chippe- 
 was of Chenaille Ecarte. The Chippewas who have long 
 hunted over the waste lands about the Chenaille Ecarte and 
 Bear Creek, are a branch of the same nation which is settled in 
 Sarnia, and share in the same annuity. 
 
 The Poltawatamies are recent immigrants from the United 
 States. 
 
 The settlement at Walpole Island was commenced at the 
 close of the American war, when Col. M'Kie, called by the 
 Indians "White Elk," collected and placed upon the island 
 which lies at the junction of the River and Lake St. Clair, the 
 scattered remains of some tribes of Chippewas who had been 
 engaged on the British side. Being left for many years with- 
 out any interference or assistance on the part of the Govern- 
 ment, they became a prey to the profligate whites settled on the 
 frontier, who, by various frauds and in moments of intoxica- 
 tion, obtained leases and took possession of the most fertile and 
 valuable part of the island. 
 
 5. Chippewas of the River Credit. 
 
 These Indians are the remnant of a tribe which formerly 
 possessed a considerable portion of the Home and Gore Dis- 
 tricts, of which, in 1818, they surrendered the greater part, for 
 an annuity of £532.10, reserving only certain small tracts at 
 the River Credit, and at Sixteen and Twelve Mile Creeks. 
 They were the first tribe converted to Christianity in Upper 
 Canada. 
 
 Previous to the year 1823, they were wandering pagans. In 
 that year, Messrs. Peter and John Jones, the sons of a white 
 surveyor, and a Mississaga woman having been converted to 
 Christianity, and admitted members of the Wesleyan Metho- 
 dist Church, became anxious to redeem their countrymen from 
 their degraded state of heathenism and destitution. They, 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 211 
 
 accordingly, collected a considerable number together, and by 
 rote and frequently repetitions, taught the first principles of 
 Christianity to the adults, who were too far advanced in years 
 to learn to read and write. In this manner the Lord's Prayer, 
 the Creed, and the Commandments, were committed to memo- 
 ry. As soon as the tribes were converted, they perceived the 
 evils attendant on their former state of ignorance and vagrancy. 
 They began to work, which they never had done before ; they 
 recognized the advantage of cultivating the soil ; they totally 
 gave up drinking, to which they had been greatly addicted, and 
 became sober, industrious, and consistent Christians. 
 
 J. SAWYER, Iri,- f 
 P. JONES, i ^^^^J^' 
 
 J. JONES, War Chief. 
 
 6. The Chippewas of Alnwick. 
 
 These Indians were converted to Christianity in the years 
 1826-7. They were then pagans, wandering in the neighbor- 
 hood of Belleville, Kingston, and Gananoque, and were known 
 under the name of the Mississagas of the Bay of Quinte ; in 
 those years, between 200 and 300 were received into the Wes- 
 leyan Methodist Church, and settled on Grape Island, in the 
 Bay of Quinte, six miles from Belleville, where they commenc- 
 ed planting, and where schools were established by the mis- 
 sionary for their instruction. On this island they resided 
 eleven years, subsisting by agriculture and hunting. Their 
 houses were erected partly by their own labor, and partly at 
 the expense of the Methodist Missionary Society. The number, 
 at length, amounted to twenty-three ; besides which, they had 
 a commodious building for religious service and schools, anoth- 
 er room for an infant school, a hospital, a smithery, a shoema- 
 ker's shop, and a building for joiners' and cabinet work. 
 
 SUNDAY, \ ri- f 
 
 SIMPSON. i ^^^^J^' 
 
 G. COMEGO, Ch. 4- M. Liter, 
 
212 THE LIFE OF 
 
 7. Chippewas at Rice Lake. 
 
 These Indians belong to the same tribe, the Mississagas or 
 Chippewas of Rice Lake, who ia 1818, surrendered the greater 
 part of the tract now forming the Newcastle District, for an 
 annuity of £740. They have all been reclaimed from their 
 primitive wandering life, and settled in their present locations 
 within the last ten or twelve years. 
 
 The Rice Lake settlement is on the northern side of the lake, 
 and at about twelve miles from Peterborough. The number of 
 Indians is 114. They possess about 1550 acres of land, which 
 are subdivided into 50 acre lots; of this, 1120 acres were 
 granted in April, 1834, to trustees, " in trust, to hold the same 
 for the benefit of the Indian tribes in the Province, and with a 
 view to their conversion and civilization ;" and the remaining 
 430 have been since purchased with their own funds. They 
 have rather more land cleared than the Indians of Alnwick, 
 about 400 acres ; but the cultivation is not so good. The vil- 
 lage contains thirty houses, three barns, a school-house, and a 
 chapel with a bell. The Head Chief of the tribe resides here. 
 For some time these Indians were under the charge of an offi- 
 cer appointed by the Indian Department, who assisted in their 
 settlement ; but at present they have no special Superinten- 
 dent. 
 
 POUDASH, ) 
 COPWAY, ) Chiefs. 
 CROW, ) 
 
 8. Chippewas at Mud Lake. 
 
 The Mud Lake Indians are settled on a point of land on the 
 Mud or Chemong Lake, sixteen miles north-west of Peterbo- 
 rough, They are ninety-four in number, and possess twenty 
 dwelling houses, with three stables. They occupy a grant of 
 1600 acres in the Township of Smith, made to the New Eng- 
 land Company for their benefit, in April, 1837, of which about 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-ROWH. 213 
 
 200 acres are in cultivation. These Indians were for some 
 
 time under the management of the late Mr. Scott, agent for 
 
 the New England Company, and belong to the Wesleyan Me« 
 
 thodist Church. A chapel is in the course of erection at the 
 
 village, where there is already a mission house and a school. 
 
 NOGEE, ) 
 
 IRON, } Chiefs. 
 
 McKUE. ) 
 
 9. ChippEWAs AT Balsam Lake. 
 The Balsam Lake Indians, ninety in number, are at present 
 settled within the Township of Bexley, on a point of land jut- 
 ting out into Lake Balsam, which is the most northerly of the 
 chain of lakes, running northwest across the back Townships 
 of the District of Newcastle. The Reserve which was granted 
 '■-o them by the Crown, is 1206 acres in extent. Of this they 
 have about 200 acres in cultivation. Their village contains 
 twelve houses, a barn, and a commodious school-house, in 
 which divine service is performed by a resident Methodist mis- 
 sionary. But within the present year, (1843,) these Indians 
 having become dissatisfied with the climate and the quality of 
 the land at the Balsam Lake, have purchased six hundred 
 acres on the banks of Lake Scugog, to be paid out of their 
 share of their annuity, and are making preparations for remov- 
 ing from their former settlement. Their improvements will be 
 sold for their benefit. Their reason for removing evinces their 
 desire to advance in the pursuit of agriculture. 
 
 CRANE, Chief. 
 
 10. Chippewas of Rama. 
 
 These Indians formerly occupied the lands about Lake Sim- 
 coe, Holland River, and the unsettled country in the rear of the 
 Home District. Genaral Darling reported of them in 1828, 
 that they had expressed a strong desire to be admitted to Chris- 
 tianity, and to adopt the habits of civilized life ; and that in 
 
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214 THE LIFE OF 
 
 these respects they might be classed with the Mississagas of 
 the Bay of Quinte and Rice Lake, but were then in a more sa- 
 vage state. In 1830, Lieutenant-Governor Sir J. Colborne, 
 collected them on a tract of land on the northwest shore of 
 Lake Simcoe, of 9800 acres in extent, where they cleared a 
 road between that lake and Lake Huron. They consisted of 
 three tribes of Chippewas, under Chiefs Yellowhead, Aisance, 
 and Snake, and a band of Pottiwatamies from Drummond 
 Island ; their number was about 500, under the care of Mr. 
 Anderson, now the Superintendent at Manitoulin, who was ap- 
 pointed to take charge of their settlement and civilization ; they 
 made a rapid progress. The tribe under the Chief Yellow- 
 head, now settled at Rama, were located at the Narrows on 
 Lake Simcoe ; Aisance's tribe, at present residing at Beauso- 
 leil, Matchadash Baj^, was settled at Coldwater, at the other 
 extremity of the Reserve, the distance between them being 
 fourteen miles. 
 
 YELLOWHEAD, ^ 
 
 NA-NAH-GE-SKUNG, f Chiefs. 
 BIG SHILLINGE. J 
 
 11. Chippewas of Beausoliel Island, Matchadash Bay, 
 Lake Huron. 
 
 This band, under the chief " Aisance," is the same which 
 was settled by Sir John Colborne, at Coldwater. Their pre- 
 .sent village, which is not very distant from the former settle- 
 ment, was only commenced last year. It contains fourteen 
 houses, and a barn : the number of the band is 232. They 
 have about 100 acres under cultivation. 
 
 The majority of these Indians are Roman Catholics. They 
 
 have not as yet any place of worship, or school. In the former 
 
 settlement they were occasionally visited by the Roman Catho- 
 
 lii" prip$t, resident at Penetangnishene. 
 
 AISANCE, Xru-r 
 
 JAMES KA-DAH-GE-QUON, } ^^'^^''- 
 
KAH-GE-GA-GAH-BOWH. 215 
 
 12. Chippkwas of Snake Island, Lake Simcoe. 
 
 This body of Indians was one of the three bands established 
 at Cold water and the Narrows, and separated from them on 
 the abandonment of those settlements. They now occupy one 
 of the three Islands on Lake Simcoe, which were set apart for 
 this tribe many years ago. They are 109 in number, and oc- 
 cupy twelve dwelling houses. They have also two barns and 
 a school house, in which their children are instructed by a re- 
 spectable teacher, and Divine Service is performed by a resi- 
 dent Missionary of the Methodist persuasion, to which these 
 Indians belong. They have about 150 acres in cultivation, 
 and are improving in habits of industry and agricultural skill. 
 Their Missionary, who has been acquainted with them since 
 July 1839, states that the majority of them are strictly moral 
 in their character, that most of the adults are decidedly pious, 
 and that many of them for consistency of character, would not 
 suffer by a comparison with white christians of any denomina- 
 tion. 
 
 J. SNAKE, Chief. 
 
 13. Chippewas of Saugeen, (Lake Huron.) 
 
 It was from these Indians, and their brethren, since settled 
 
 at Owen's Sound, that Sir Francis Head, in 1836, obtained a 
 
 surrender of the vast tract of land lying north of the London 
 
 and Gore Districts, and between the Home District and Lake 
 
 Huron, containing about 1,600,000 acres. He reserved at 
 
 the same time, for the Indians, the extensive peninsula, lying 
 
 between Lake Huron and Georgian Bay, north of Owen's 
 
 Sound, and supposed to contain about 450,000 acres. 
 
 J. METEGOUB, 
 ALEXANDER, ) Chiefs. 
 
 AH-YAH-BANCE, 
 
216 THE LIFE OF 
 
 14. Chipfewas of Big Bay, in Owen's Sound, Lake Huron. 
 
 These Indians were formerly either wanderers in the Sau- 
 geen tract, surrendered to Sir F. Head, or live in scattered 
 wigwams, on the shores of Big Bay. According to the agree- 
 ment then made with them, it was proposed that they should 
 either repair to Manitoulin or to that part of their former terri- 
 tory which lies north of Owen's Sound ; upon which it was 
 promised " that houses should be built for them, and proper 
 assistance given, to enable them to become civilized, and to 
 cultivate land." 
 
 JOHN JONES, j 
 PETEK, i ^nzejs. 
 
 15. Chippewas and others, in the Township of Bedford. 
 
 Within a few years past, some stragglers from the Rice Lake 
 tribe have settled in the Township of Bedford, about twenty- 
 five miles north of the town of Kingston ; and recently, they 
 have been joined by a band of eighty-one Indians from Lower 
 Canada, belonging to the post of the Lake of Two Mountains. 
 As the settlement is of recent formation, and the claim of these 
 Indians upon the attention of the Department of Upper Canada, 
 has only been brought forward last year, they have not yet been 
 visited by any officer of the Department, and no account can be 
 given of the settlement. By Instructions issued in 1843, they 
 were transferred from the Roll of Lower Canada to that of the 
 Upper Province, and, accordingly, received their presents for 
 the first time in that Province. 
 
 My beloved Reader — I am now about closing 
 my narrative, and in doing this, there are but a few 
 things to say. Throughout the work, I have 
 confined my remarks chiefly to my own nation. 
 
K AH-GE-G A-G AH-BO WH . 217 
 
 But it must not be supposed, on this account, 
 that I am forgetful of my brethren of the other 
 Indian nations. The prayers and benevolent 
 efforts of all Christendom should be directed to- 
 wards all men every where. The gospel should 
 be preached to every creature ; and the field is 
 the wide world. 
 
 The Menomenees in Wisconsin, the Wineba- 
 goes and Potawatamees in Iowa, the warlike na- 
 tions of the Sacs and Foxes, the Osages, Pawnees, 
 Mandans, Kansas, Creeks, Omahas, Otoes, Dele- 
 wares, lowas, and a number of others elsewhere, 
 must perish as did their brethren in the Eastern 
 States, unless the white man send them the Go- 
 spel, and the blessings of education. There is 
 field enough for all denominations to labor in, 
 without interfering with each other. It is too 
 late in the day to assert that the Indians cannot 
 be raised up out of their degraded state, and edu- 
 cated for God and heaven. None need be dis- 
 couraged since the Ojebwas in Western Canada 
 have been converted. No language is adequate 
 to portray the misery, wretchedness, and degra- 
 
218 THE LIFE OF 
 
 dation in which we were, when the word of God 
 was first brought and preached to us. 
 
 It is not necessary to detail each, and every 
 wrong, that my poor people have suffered at the 
 hands of the white man. Enough has already 
 been said in various parts of the work, to prove 
 that they have been most grossly abused, peeled, 
 and wronged. Nor shall I notice the personal 
 wrongs that I myself have received ; and from 
 those too, of whom I had good reason to hope 
 better things. I once thought, that there were 
 some things that I could never forgive ; but the 
 reUgion of Jesus, and the law of love, have taught 
 me differently. I do forgive them ; and may God 
 forgive them and me too. 
 
 I have sometimes heard it said, that our fore- 
 fathers were cruel to the forefathers of the v/hites. 
 But was not this done through ignorance, or in 
 self defense ? Had your fathers adopted the plan 
 of the great philanthropist, William Penn, nei- 
 ther fields, nor clubs, nor waters, would have been 
 crimsoned with each others blood. The white 
 men have been like the greedy lion, pouncing 
 upon and devouring its prey. They have driven 
 
K AH-GE-G A-GAH-BOWH. 2 1 9 
 
 US from our nation, our homes, and possessions ; 
 compelled us to seek a refuge in Missouri, among 
 strangers, and wild beasts; and will, perhaps, 
 soon compel us to scale the Rocky Mountains ; 
 and, for aught I can tell, we may yet be driven 
 to the Pacific Ocean, there to find our graves. 
 My only trust is, that there is a just God. Was 
 it to perpetrate such acts that you have been ex- 
 alted above all other nations ? Providence in- 
 tended you for a blessing' and not a curse to us. 
 You have sent your missionaries to Burmah, Chi- 
 na, the Sandwich Islands, and to almost every 
 part of the world; and shall the Indians perish 
 at your own. door? 
 
 Is it not well known that the Indians have a 
 generous and magnanimous heart ? I feel proud 
 to mention in this connection, the names of a Po- 
 cahontas, Massasoit, Skenandoah, Logan, Kusic, 
 Pushmataha, Philip, Tecumseh, Osceola, Petale- 
 sharro, and thousands of others. Such names 
 are an honor to the world ! Let a late Governor 
 of Massachusetts* speak for our fathers, when 
 they first beheld the trembling white man : — 
 
 * Edward Everett, Esq. 
 
220 THE LIFE OF 
 
 " Brothers ! when our fathers came over the 
 great waters, they were a small band. The red 
 man stood upon the rock by the seaside, and saw 
 our fathers. He might have pushed them into 
 the water and drowned them. But he stretched 
 out his arm to our fathers and said, ' Welcome, 
 white men ! ' Our fathers were hungry, and the 
 red man gave them corn and venison. Our fa- 
 thers were cold, and the red man wrapped them 
 up in his blanket. We are now numerous and 
 powerful, but we remember the kindness of the 
 red man to our fathers." 
 
 And what have we received since, in return ? 
 Is it for the deeds of a Pocahontas, a Massasoit, 
 and a host of others, that we have been plunder- 
 ed, and oppressed, and expelled from the hallow- 
 ed graves of our ancestors ? If help cannot be 
 obtained from England and America, where else 
 can we look ? Will you then, lend us a helping 
 hand ; and make some amends for past injuries ? 
 
 It is often said, that the Indians are revengeful, 
 cruel, and ungovernable. But go to them with no- 
 thing but the Bible in your hands, and Love in your 
 liearts, and you may live with them in perfect 
 
K AH-GE-G A-GAH-BOWH . 22 1 
 
 safety, share their morsel with them, and, like 
 the celebrated Bartram, return to your homes un- 
 harmed. They very soon learn to venerate the 
 Bible ; as a proof of this, I will give an instance, 
 that came under my own eye : — While at the 
 Rabbit River Mission, a chief from the west, 
 visited me. After reading to him several chap- 
 ters from the Bible, he said, with much surprise, 
 " Is this the book, that I hear so much about in 
 •my country ? " I replied, yes ; and these are the 
 words of Ke-sha-mon-e-doo (the Great Spirit). 
 ** Will you not," said he, " give me one ? I wish 
 to show it to my people." I told him, not with- 
 out you first promise that you will take care of 
 it. He promised me that he would. I handed 
 it to him; he took it, and turned it over and over; 
 and then exclaimed, " Wonderful, loonderfid! this 
 is the book of the Great Spirit /" He then wrapped 
 it up in a silk handkerchief^ and the handkerchief 
 in three or four folds of cloth. I heard, after- 
 wards, from the trader, that the book was still 
 kept sacred. O, if my poor brother could but 
 read and understand that blessed volume, how 
 
 soon would Ins dumb idols be ^' cast down to the 
 
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222 THE LIFE OF 
 
 moles and to the bats ! " Will no one go and 
 tell him and his nation, of the boundless, be- 
 seeching, bleeding, dying love of a Saviour ; and 
 urge upon them the importance of such a prepa- 
 ration of heart, as will enable them " to give up 
 their account with joy ? " The Great Spirit is no 
 respecter of persons ; He has made of one blood 
 all the nations of the earth ; He loves all his child- 
 ren alike ; and his highest attributes are love, mercy, 
 and pistice. If this be so, — and who dare doubt 
 it ? — will He not stretch out his hand and help 
 them, and avenge their wrongs? "If offences 
 intist come," let it be recollected, that woe is de- 
 nounced against them " from^ whom they come." 
 
 I again propose that the territories of the In- 
 dians in the British dominions, be annexed to that 
 Government, and those in the American domi- 
 nions to the Federal Union. And, finally, in the 
 language of that excellent, magnanimous, and 
 benevolent friend of the poor children of the 
 forest. Col. Thomas McKenney, I would say, 
 
 "I have already referred, in the commence- 
 ment of this proposal to annex the Indian terri- 
 tory to our Union, to those good men, who, in the 
 
KAH-GE-CiA-GAH-BOWH. 223 
 
 character of missionaries, have kept side by side 
 with the Indians in so many of their afflictions 
 and migrations. I will again refer to them, and 
 implore them by all the lost labor of the past, and 
 by the hopes of the future ; by the critical condi- 
 tion of the pacific relations that exist between 
 the Indians and us ; and by the sacredness of the 
 cause in which they are engaged, to look well 
 and earnestly into this subject, and learn from 
 the past what must attend upon their labors in 
 the future, if the change I propose, or some other 
 change equivalent to it, be not brought about. 
 And, seeing, as they must see, that the plan I 
 propose, or some other, is indispensable to the 
 success they seek to command, I implore them 
 to take up the subject in all its bearings, and 
 by the instrumentalities which they have at 
 command, manufacture, collect, and embody 
 public opinion, in regard to what may be deter- 
 mined to be done ; and by memorial, and per- 
 sonal agencies, bring this opinion to bear upon 
 Congress, with whom alone the power is vested, 
 to redeem, disenthrall, and save, and bless, the 
 remnants of this aboriginal race. And I make 
 
224 THE LIFE OF 
 
 the same appeal to all the good, of all religious 
 persuasions, both in the Church and out of it, 
 and politicians of all parties, to second this at- 
 tempt, feeble as I know it to be, to save the In- 
 dians, and consoUdate, and perpetuate peace be- 
 tween them and us, and by so doing, ward off 
 the terrible retribution which must sooner or 
 later, unless it be averted, fall upon this nation." 
 
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