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After much exertion and taking in some water, we arrived at about 9 PM at the wharf of the Fur Company, on the beautiful Island of Mackinac, where I was cordially received by Mr Robt Stuart, their Agent and taken to his house as my home --

As the sun was setting over the Island of Mackinac, I could not but admire the splendance of the scene. The Fort capping the top of the hill with our Stars and Stripes waving in sovereignty over the country, and the Village with its inhabitants below, under protection thereof, made it appear like the seat of a Feudal Baron, holding his Vassals in awe and subjection.

At this place I found about two hundred lodges, containing perhaps one thousand Indians, principally of the Ottawa & Chippewa tribes - These poor people are fast diminishing, and have for generations past been decreasing, from the inroads of civilization - and the more so from the destruction of the God of Battle.

I have now completed my Journal and excursion from the Settlement at Green Bay on Fox River to the Island of Mackinac - and conclude by offering up my Humble [?Orison?] of Thanksgiving at the throne of Omnipotence, for my protection from the storm on the waters, and my preservation from want in the Wilderness.