When any one of them is particularly affected with diseases out of the
common course of nature _here_, or though the disease may be precisely
the same as all others, yet, from certain circumstances individually,
or a combination of them, they say he is Oh-gee-nay in Cree, or
On-gee-nay in Sauteux (the On pronounced as in French and _not_
English), by which it would seem as if they meant he was afflicted or
chastised for his own sins, or those of some of his or her near
relatives: father, mother, if children; if grown up and married
persons, for their own. Whether they only imagine this, or are
informed of it by conjuring, _private_ {52} information from their
_familiars_, or from the symptoms of the sick person, I cannot say, but
the thus afflicted person must confess his sins publicly.
Now in these confessions, as in all their other discourses or
conversations (_initiating_ and _giving of medicines excepted_), they
use no circumlocution, no secret or enigmatical word or term, to
screen themselves. But all is delivered in plain terms and before
everyone that chuses to hear. These confessions are terrible
things. And they seem far more sincere and complete than those of many
Catholics. They have wonderful, retentive memories, and no scene, no
crime from their earliest years unto that day do they hide. But Great
God! What abominations! One would scarcely imagine the human mind
capable of inventing such infamously diabolical actions as _some_ do
commit: murder, incest, and other things, if possible an hundredfold
more, debasing the human soul. Whether they repent of these things,
neither can I say, but it would appear as if they were the acts of a
contrite and most humbly penitant soul. I have never had an
opportunity of hearing these from _their own_ mouths, but _other_ Indians
have told me of them. And though before their families _sometimes_,
[they] have never omitted one single circumstance, from the
suggestions of the idea, down to the very last _conclusion_.
When I heard of these things at first, I _would not_ believe them. But
hearing them come so circumstantially, _I trembled for the Land I
sojourned in_ _lest it should vomit me out as the land of Canaan did its
inhabitants_, _or be swallowed up in its destruction as Sodom and
Gomorrah_!
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