CHAPTER VI.
MACKINAW .-- INDIANS .-- INDIAN WOMEN .-- EVERETT'S RECEPTION OF CHIEFS .-- UNFITNESS OF INDIAN MISSIONARIES .-- OUR DUTIES TOWARD THIS RACE.
Late at night we reached this island of Mackinaw, so famous for its beauty, and to which I proposed a visit of some length.

It was the last week in August, at which, time a large representation from the Chippewa and Ottawa tribes are here to receive their annual payments from the American government.

As their habits make travelling easy and inexpensive to them, neither being obliged to wait for steamboats, or write to see whether hotels are full, they come hither by thousands, and those thousands in families, secure of accommodation on the beach, and food from the lake, to make a long holiday out of the occasion.
There were near two thousand encamped on the island already, and more arriving every day.
As our boat came in, the captain had some rockets let off.

This greatly excited the Indians, and their yells and wild cries resounded along the shore.

Except for the momentary flash of the rockets, it was perfectly dark, and my sensations as I walked with a stranger to a strange hotel, through the midst of these shrieking savages, and heard the pants and snorts of the departing steamer, which carried, away all my companions, were somewhat of the dismal sort; though it was pleasant, too, in the way that everything strange is; everything that breaks in upon the routine that so easily incrusts us.
I had reason to expect a room to myself at the hotel, but found none, and was obliged to take up my rest in the common parlor and eating-room, a circumstance which insured my being an early riser.
With the first rosy streak, I was out among my Indian neighbors, whose lodges honeycombed the beautiful beach, that curved away in long, fair outline on either side the house.