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“Where were ou married?” “Did her father con- Y sent?” “How man of our eo le have married our P white women?” These and similar inquiries were con-

stantly made, and were exceedingly annoying. But notwithstanding all this, I could say “farewell dear friends of Buffalo ; thank you for your kindness, your good wishes, and your prayers. Farewell Sister Dob- son, Brother M., and Brother Vanderpool”—a noble hearted and whole-souled man.

On the 7th of June, we parted with my wife’s sister, Caroline, who had come with my wife from Toronto as far as Buffalo. VVe were soon sailing on Lake Erie. On the 8th we were in Cleveland. Here we were obliged to stop, as the regular boat was engaged to con- vey persons to the great Whig Convention at Fort Meigs. But we passed a very agreeable time, however, especially with Mr. and Mrs. Peet. On the 12th, an opportunity offered by which we could go as far as Amherstburg, on our way to Detroit. The steamboat Milwaukie stopped at Cleveland on her route upwards and on board of her we went. Soon we fell in with Rev. John Clark, who was on his way from the General Conference to Chicago, in company with Rev. Mr. Col- clazier, of Detroit. It was my design to preach on board, but was prevented on account of the rolling of the boat, which caused much sea-sickness, and our early arrival at Amherstburg. Here we staid one week, and passed many happy hours, especially with Sister Scott. From Amherstburg we went to Detroit. On the 18th

we started from Detroit for Mackinaw, on board the steamboat Robert Fulton, which place we reached on