On the first day of the month of August, some Iroquois fishermen having perceived us from a One of them runs towards us, advancing a half a league to communicate the earliest news and the state of the country. It is a Huron prisoner, and a good distance, get together to receive us.

Christian, whom I formerly instructed during a winter that I passed among the savages.

lad could not believe that it was he whom he never hoped to see again. village of fishermen.

They crowd as to who shall carry our bagage.

This poor

We disembarked at a little But alas they are apparently !

only Huron squaws, and for the most part Christian women, formerly rich and at their ease, whom captivity has reduced to servitude.

They requested me to pray to God, and I had the consolation

to confess there at my leisure Hostagehtak, our antient host of the Petun Nation.

His sentiments

and devotion drew tears from my eyes ; he is the fruit of the labors of Father Charles Garnier, that holy missionary whose death has been so precious before God.

The second day of August. We walked about twelve to fifteen leagues in the woods. We camp where the day closes. The 3d. At noon we find ourselves on the bank of a river, one hundred or one hundred and twenty paces wide, beyond which there was a hamlet of fishermen. An Iroquois whom I at one time had treated kindly at Montreal, put me across in his canoe, and through respect carried me on his Every one received me with joy, and these shoulders, being unwilling to suffer me to wet my feet. conducted to another village a league distant, from their poverty. was enriched me people poor feast consideration who made a for me because I bore his father's where there was a young man of name, Ondessonk.