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to attack man: and our location was very favorable for them and their tracks were fresh. In viewing the miserable remains at eagle harbor, and reflecting thereon I could not help moralizing and bringing to mind "what is man that the almighty should be mindful of him." June 23d Awoke this morning in hopes of a fair wind or calm weather, but was disappointed at finding the wind stronger ahead than before. Hope had nearly deserted us as to when we should be able to proceede, and was almost becoming "hope defferr'd." I took the withered rose bud out of my hat that I had yesterday placed there, on our stack in morning with very different feelings from those I had in plucking it from its native stem. After breakfast we took a walk, and on ascending the hill, we found it regularly arranged in terrain succeeding terrace, until we arrived at the top which was a beautiful level timbered with the maple, birch unclear. Our host putting his hand on a stump, started a small bird, when on examination we observed its nest containing three pretty green eggs. This little creature was no doubt rearing a brood of young to feed the birds of prey. We shortly found ourselves on a perpendicular precipice of rock, about two hundred feet in height, the base of which formed a fine shelter for the bear, the fox and the wolf. I presume I have walked this morning where the foot of the white man has never before trod. Our crew are employed in making pantaloons unclear to appear in at mackinac, and say that our bad luck is to be attributed to our host for starting on sunday. He in return says that they wanted to stop and unclear their sins, and if he had permitted them to do so, they would have commenced a drunken? frolee?, and he would have had great difficulty with them that his object was to keep them in a state of probation until they should survive to their journey's end. I have cut my name on the fir? tree and have trimmed up a pretty little hemlock to make our camp. Our hunter was sent out this morning but has returned without success although the tracks of the deer are very abundant. The weather moderating, we started at about 9 am and in a short time passed a high + perpendicular bluff of rock, at which there was no landing as it about forty feet high. This rock is called lort des efort? (gate of the dead) in consequence of a war party of the Iroquois returning from a successful enterprize against the Winebagoes, being lost at this point. Tradition says that being flushed with success they indulged in intoxication and in that condition attempted to cross the traverse to the opposite