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that morning to bathe in the river, his usual custom, He did not meet his family at breakfast & soon his clothes were found on the bank, Every effort was made to discover, the body by the assembled white-men & Indians, but without avail - a net was finally stretched across the channell in hopes that it might arrest it in its downwards course should it float. Three days had passed and a terrible storm arose, peal after peal of thunder called the dead man from his grave & he arose, a ghostly object covered with the mire & filth of the treacherous stream, his hands clenched in agony & his limbs stiffened in death