X God forgive me the comparison, which by the bye is not meant to ridicule, but is really the case. (19) neglected or abandoned, & think nothing of carrying off an indian & throwing him in some distant place, dangerous precipice, or other place where he must perish if not succored by some other more kind one. "Some years back continued he, I went out one night "in the fall to hunt moose. I had tied my Canoe very securely in the rushes & "there was waiting alone to hear the moose either come to the Lake, or cry after the "Dam, for it was in the rutting Season (& the indians commonly go out in this manner at that season, for the Buck has a certain cry which he makes at that time either to call the female, or as with the domestic cattle to exult as one might think from their capers) "I all at once heard far a-head of me cries of heh, heh! "heh (or hayh, or haih) sudden, quick, coming in the air, & directly towards me 'oh! "'now said I, I am gone'!--Indeed he came--I _crinjed_ & laid myself as low in my "Canoe as possible; but he came straight to me, took me up & threw me in the "water, all the time crying he'! he'!--I then endeavoured to take out my _fire- "bag_; but this he would not let me do. Having then no alternative, I was obliged "to make for the shore as well as I could, he all the time crying in the same man- "ner just above my head, as if he intended absolutely my death. However I reached "the shore, tho' with the greatest difficulty. Then I took some dry grass which "I rubbed & bruised 'till it became soft & put it under my arm pits & crumpled "myself into a small heap & remained 'till the sun began to warm when I "swam back to my Canoe. He kept hovering over me all night & until the Sun was "pretty high, always making the same cry; tho' when he found me so benumbed with "cold on my debarkation he laughed, ha! ha! ha!" &c. &c.--Today (Apr. 4th) he asked me for a needle & thread to sew the sleeve of his Capot, which this _Ghost_! had torn in his endeavours to carry him off the other night. Whilst he was sewing "how he has vexed me, said he, by tearing my old Coat, but I am afraid of him."-- --He related me another story of _them_ as follows. "I went out one "time a hunting beaver with a friend of mine: It was a long distance from our "lodges--we killed 6 Beavers, & slept out. I awoke in the night & was "much astonished to observe a man seated on the opposite side of the fire, resting his head on both "hands, with his elbows on his knees apparently in a very pensive, sullen manner. He had but skin & bone--not the least particle of "flesh; & _this_ one had hair on his bony head. I gently pushed my friend & told him to "look at _that stranger_. We were both extremely agitated in consequence of our fear, "& were at a loss what to do. Having no alternative, I arose, conceiving he came to "ask for something to eat I took a Beaver, cut it in two & presented him the half of