[The poetic language here suggests the possibility that this letter may be one of Weems' inventions .-- A.

L., 1996.]-- "The next morning we proceeded, by order of Colonel Grant, to burn down the Indian cabins.

Some of our men seemed to enjoy this cruel work, laughing very heartily at the curling flames as they mounted, loud-crackling, over the tops of the huts.

But to me it appeared a shocking sight.

"Poor creatures!" thought I, "we surely need not grudge you such miserable habitations." But when we came, ACCORDING TO ORDERS, to cut down the fields of corn, I could scarcely refrain from tears.