Mr.Hunt again produced the pipe, smoked with the chieftain and his worthy compeers; but made no further demonstrations of gratitude.

They remained about the camp all night, but at daylight returned, baffled and crestfallen, to their homes, with nothing but smoke for their pains.
Mr.Hunt now endeavored to procure canoes, of which he saw several about the neighborhood, extremely well made, with elevated stems and sterns, some of them capable of carrying three thousand pounds weight.

He found it extremely difficult, however, to deal with these slippery people, who seemed much more inclined to pilfer.

Notwithstanding a strict guard maintained round the camp, various implements were stolen, and several horses carried off.

Among the latter, we have to include the long-cherished steed of Pierre Dorion.