"heard, but he will not turn back, or go home: he is _sent_ after you by another indian
'who conjured him up from out the Deep (i.e the bottom of some flood) but be not
"too uneasy, if these four will not do, there are yet a vast many of us, so that between
"us all we _shall_ drive him back: we will perplex & bewilder him: surround, tor-
"ment & tease him on every side: but he is of a monstrous size, ferocious & withal
"enraged against you:--The task is mighty difficult. _Observe_! See how beautifully
"serene the night is--if we succeed, the sky will change all of a sudden, & there
"will fall a very smart shower of snow attended with a terrible gust of wind. This
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"This will happen between day light & Sun rise, _& is his spirit_, all that will remain
in his power--he'll then return to his home."--The Intr, tho he laughed at all this,
& could not bring himself to credit it, yet swears that he heard the rumbling noise, _on
their road_, & seemingly far off: the indians gave implicit faith to all--& the conjuror
did not know what to beleive "there is something says he, for _my Dreamed_, or _Dreamers_
"have assured me of it, but _I_ dont know what to say--however, most assuredly tomor-
"row morning we shall have the snow." This _snow_ both comforted & depressed the poor
indian very much, seeing the weather was then so beautiful & so destitute of
all the usual signs of bad weather. It did snow--it came as foretold, quite sudden-
ly, & as suddenly became fine again. In the ensuing morning the Indian begged of the Inter-
preter to chuse one of the longest & straightest Pine (Epinette) trees he could find of the thickness
of his thigh; to peel off all the bark nicely, leaving but a small tuft of the branches at the
tip end--this they painted cross-ways with bars of vermillion & charcoal, alternately
the whole length, leaving however some intervals undaubded--
& about 5 or 6 feet from the Ground, fastened a Pair of artificial horns, representing those
of a Bull, & decorated with ribbon. He also (the Indian I mean) made the sweat-
ing hut, & in short done every thing as directed, after which he (the indian) became to
resume his wonted cheerfulness & contentment. However, once more he was obliged
to have recourse again to the Conjuror, from hearing another rumbling noise; "Thou
"Fool answered the spirits: wilt thou never have done tormenting thyself & dis-
"quieting us--that rumbling noise proceeds from the ice in a Lake a long way
"off--it is only the ice--be therefore peaceable--I shall advertise thee if any
"ill is to happen thee."--The Flashes of light, or those sudden glares that
the indian inquired of the spirits, is, as the told him, lightning, which always happens in
the month of December & they laughed at his having lived so long without observing it
before. The Conjuror had lost his smoking bag one day that he was out a hunting &
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