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Du Chien. ‘What tales of sufferings did they commu-
nicate! They had traveled six hundred miles in the
midst of Winter ; and were exposed to all winds and
Weathers! But, thank God, now they were with us.
Their clothes were almost in strings, and their children
were in rags! Expecting to find enough to live on as
soon as they arrived, they brought nothing with them.
Thank heaven, We were just enabled to keep them and
ourselves from starving. I

The Indians desired us to visit several other places,
and establish ourselves there. The whole country seemed
ripe for the Gospel. It was thought best that Brother
Spates and myself should go down to St. Peters, by
water, and obtain provision. VVe were four days going,
and, on our arrival, a War party was just on the eve of
departing for our mission, where they intended to mur-
der all the Ojebwas they could find. I requested
Brother Spates to accompany me back by land, to in-
form the Indians of the intention of the Sioux. He said,
“there would be too much risk in going before the
VVar Party.” But my wife and sister were there ; they,
aswell as my poor people, might be barbarously mur-
dered. After repeated efforts to get some one to accom-
pany me, but without success, I was determined to go
alone. I trusted in the God of battles, and with his
aid I was confident that I could prevent these merciless
and blood-thirsty Warriors from imbruing their hands
in the blood of my nation. I was ready for a start; and
went to chief Little Crow’s village, to tell him that I
was going to the Rabbit River Mission. Not thinking,
that I was in earnest, or had courage enough, he said