All seemed happy, and they were happy that day, for they had no fire-water to madden them, as it was Sunday, and the shops were shut.
From my window, at the boarding-house, my eye was constantly attracted by these picturesque groups.

I was never tired of seeing the canoes come in, and the new arrivals set up their temporary dwellings.

The women ran to set up the tent-poles, and spread the mats on the ground.
The men brought the chests, kettles, &c.; the mats were then laid on the outside, the cedar-boughs strewed on the ground, the blanket hung up for a door, and all was completed in less than twenty minutes.

Then they began to prepare the night meal, and to learn of their neighbors the news of the day.
The habit of preparing food out of doors gave all the gypsy charm and variety to their conduct.

Continually I wanted Sir Walter Scott to have been there.