(of Moose) well bound with many rounds of strong leather line: _the
top was _covered_ with a dressed skin & secured also, to prevent its being
carried off (by the wind)--About 10P.M. (still broad day light with
us) we drew up with the conjuror, smoked & chatted some time. after
this he took his drum (much resembling a tambourine) & with a
stick gently struck it all the time he made a speech: I was almost
touching him (all seated) but from the noise of the drum & his low voice,
for the man has a dreadful complaint on his lungs, I could only gather
"Take pity upon me; take pity upon me; hear & come: let me not
speake in vain, nor become abashed--show me charity" &c. &c.--it was
a moderate & decent prayer. After this _they_ (for there were several men) began
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began to sing, using the drum & rattler--they sang among others the moose, horse,
Bear, & Dog Songs; about a dozen in number, when he prepared by taking off his
clothes, all to his cloute, & asked who should tie him, I replied that I would,
but was afraid of hurting him: another conjuror did beginning with his
fingers between the 2 joints nearest the hand nearly as I can describe
it--thus giving a double turn to the line between each
finger, & the line was new Mackerel, small, which I happened to have
in my pocket by accident.--I drew up to _inspect_ & observing the fin-
gers to swell upon his complaining of the tightness I felt a good deal for
him. After this his blanket was wrapped round him & tied in such a
manner, lengthways, crossways & every way, & a good knot _I_ tied at
each meeting of the cords; for I assisted in _this_, that I could have laid
any wager that it was beyond the Power of Spirits themselves, thus tied, to
eradicate themselves; & his hands were _under_ his hams--as he could no
more move than fly, _of himself_, the other conjuror & I put him to the
door, but behold! it was with difficulty we could just get his
head in, the entry being too narrow by about 10, or 12 ins. screwing
& jaming considered. "It will do, it will do" said the conjuror--"cover
me now"--his back was covered with a blanket & we all retreated
to our seats, myself about 4 feet distant--The others took the drum
& began to sing. I could not help but laughing in myself & pitying the
boldness of their vanity,--but I had soon occasion to think other-
wise & had I not predetermined that reason should conduct me throughout the
whole of this, I cannot say how far in the _other_ extreme _I_ might have gone.
But to return: the conjuror desired the others to sing, they began a short song,
I believe it was that of the _Stone_, & the man entered in an instant! I was
struck dumb with astonishment; for he appeared to me to
_slide_ in by something that was neither invisible nor descernible--I heard some-
thing that for the life of me I cannot account for, & that's all: from the time
we covered him (25.' Past 10 P.M) to the time we had done hunting for the
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