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“ The family I have mentioned were preparing to embark, and were dismantling their wigwams and packing up their goods, not at all discomposed by my vicinity, as I sat on a bank watching the whole process with no little interest. The most striking personage in this group was a very old man, seated on a log of wood, close upon the edge of the water; his head was quite bald, excepting a few gray hairs which were gathered in a tuft at the top, and decorated with a single feather-I think an eagle's feather; his blanket of scarlet cloth was so arranged as to fall round his limbs in graceful folds, leaving his chest and shoulders exposed; he held a green umbrella over his head, (a gift or purchase from some white trader,) and in the other hand a long pipe--and he smoked away, never stirring, nor taking the slightest interest in anything which was going on. Then there were two fine young men, and three women, one old and hideous, with matted grizzled hair, the youngest really a beautiful girl about fifteen. There were also three children; the eldest had on a cotton shirt, the breast of which was covered with silver ornaments. The men were examining the canoes, and preparing to launch them; the women were taking down their wigwams; and as they uncovered them, I had an opportunity of observing the whole interior economy of their dwellings.

“The ground within was spread over with mats, two or three deep, and skins and blankets, so as to form a general couch : then all around the internal circle of the wigwam were ranged their goods and chattels in very tidy order. I observed wooden chests, of European make, bags of woven grass, baskets and cases of birch bark (called mokkuks), also brass kettles, paus, and, to my surprise, a large coffee-pot of queen's metal.

“When all was arranged, and the canoes afloat, the poles of the wigwams were first placed at the bottom, then the mats and bundles, which served apparently to sit on, and the kettles and chests were stowed in the middle; the old man was assisted by the others into the largest canoe; women, children, and dogs followed; the young men stood in the stern with their paddles as steersmen; the women and boys squatted down, cach with a paddle; -- with all this weight, the elegant buoyant little canoes scarcely sank an inch deeper in the water-and in this guise away they glided with surprising swiftness over the sparkling waves, directing their course eastwards for the Manitoolin islands, where I hope to see them again. The whole process of preparation and embarkation did not occupy an hour.”—Ibiil.

pp. 32–35.

Mrs. Jameson lingers over the description of Mackinaw, and of kind Mrs. Schoolcraft, with the affection of ancient intimacy. She presently made herself at home among all the wild people of the settlement, whether Chippewas, or Ottawas, or Pottowottomies (the last the dandies of the wilderness); and when, after a sojourn of some length, she was forwarded by the Schoolcrafts to their more primitive aboriginal relations at the Sault St. Marie, she had gathered up a store of Indian traditions for her journal,-of Indian philosophies to confirm her in her favourite notion of the degraded state and false position of the civilized women in Europe,-of Indian phrases for travelling use,—and of Indian habits such as made her think a rock bed and a heather pillow, an impromptu breakfast of roasted fish on some headland, where her canoe ran ashore that its inmates might feast, an impromptu bath in some creek of the lakes curtained with trees,—not hardships, but positive enjoyments; or, at least, passages to be remembered and recounted as such. She received an Indian name,—Ogima-quay, the white or fair English chieftainess. An Indian dance was especially got up

for her entertainment at Mackinaw. At the Sault St. Marie she was again adopted into an Indian family, by Mrs. Johnston, Mrs. Schoolcraft's mother, daughter of Waub Ojeeb (the white fisher). She dared too,—and this was the crown of her popularity,—what no English woman ever dared before,-a canoe flight down the rapids of St. Marie.

“The canoe being ready, I went to the upper end of the portage, and we launched into the river. It was a small fishing canoe about ten feet long, quite new, and light and elegant and buoyant as a bird on the waters. I reclined on a mat at the bottom, Indian fashion, (there are no seats in a genuine Indian canoe;) in a minute we were within the verge of the rapids, and down we went with a whirl and a splash!-the white surge leaping around meover me. The Indian with astonishing dexterity kept the head of the canoe to the breakers, and somehow or other we danced throug!ı them. I could see, as I looked over the edge of the canoe, that the passage between the rocks was sometimes not more than two fect in width, and we had to turn sharp angles—a touch of which would have sent us to destruction : all this I could see through the transparent eddying waters, but I can truly say I had not even a momentary sensation of fear, but rather of giddy, breathless, delicious excitement. I could even admire the beautiful attitude of a fisher, past whom we swept as we came to the bottom. The whole affair, from the moment I entered the canoe till I reached the landingplace, occupied seven minutes, and the distance is about three-quarters of a mile."-Vol. iii. pp. 198, 199.

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But perhaps Mrs. Jameson's most romantic adventure was the one which subsequently befel her on her return voyage down Lake Huron :

“ Just after sunset, we reached one of the most enchanting of these enchanting or enchanted isles. It rose sloping from the shore, in successive ledges of picturesque rocks, all fringed with trees and bushes, and clothed in many places with a species of gray lichen, nearly a foot deep. With a

sort of anticipative wisdom (like that of a pig in a storm) I gathered a quantity of this lichen for our bed, and spread it under the mats; for, in fear of the rattle-snakes and other creeping things, we had pitched our restingplace on the naked rock. The men had built up the fire in a sheltered place below, and did not perceive that a stem of a blasted pine, about twenty feet in length, had fallen across the recess; it caught the flame. This at first delighted us and the men too; but soon it communicated to another tree against which it was leaning, and they blazed away together in a column of flame. We began to fear that it might communicate to the dried moss and the bushes, and cause a general conflagration; the men prevented this, however, by clearing a space around them. The waves, the trees and bushes and fantastic rocks, and the figures and faces of the men, caught the brilliant light as it flashed upon them with a fitful glare—the rest being lost in deepest shadow. Wildly magnificent it was! beyond all expression beautiful and awful too!-the night, the solitude, the dark weltering waters, the blaze which put out the mild stars which just before had looked down upon us in their tender radiance!—I never beheld such a scene. By the light of this gigantic torch we supped and prepared our beds. As I lay down to rest, and closed my eyes on the flame which shone through our tent curtain, I thought that perhaps the wind might change in the night, and the flakes and sparks be carried over to us, and to the beds of lichen, dry and inflammable as tinder; but fatigue had subdued me so utterly, that even this apprehension could not keep me awake. I pressed my hands on my eyes, breathed my prayer, and slept in peace.

"The burning trees were still smouldering; daylight was just creeping up the sky, and some few stars yet out, when we bestirred ourselves, and in a very few minutes we were again afloat: we were now steering towards the south-east, where the Great Manitoolin Island was dimly discerned. There was a deep slumbrous calm all around, as if nature had not yet awoke from her night's rest: then the atmosphere began to kindle with gradual light; it grew brighter and brighter: towards the east, the lake and sky were intermingling in radiance; and then, just there, where they seemed flowing and glowing together like a bath of fire, we saw what seemed to us the huge black hull of a vessel, with masts and spars rising against the sky-but we knew not what to think or to believe! As we kept on rowing in that direction, it grew more distinct, but lessened in size: it proved to be a great heavy-built schooner, painted black, which was going up the lake against wind and current. One man was standing in her bows with an immense oar, which he slowly pulled, walking backwards and forwards; but vain seemed all his toil, for still the vessel lay like a black log, and moved not; we rowed up to the side and hailed him- What news?'

"And the answer was that William the Fourth was dead, and that Queen Victoria reigned in his place! We sat silent, looking at each other, and even in that very moment the orb of the sun rose out of the lake, and poured its beams full in our dazzled eyes."-Vol. iii. pp. 257-261.

The sequel to this was the grand council at Manitoolin Island, at which also our enterprising authoress assisted, and

which brings her Summer Ramble’ to a triumphant and interesting termination. In closing these slight notices, we have to warn our readers that, in addition to our forbearance from all further arguments concerning the social condition of women, all the matters on which Mrs. Jameson has touched concerning Canadian politics and statistics have been passed over by us without notice. The amount of the information, indeed, communicated by her is necessarily small. The “ Chancellor's lady” could hardly, without serious failure in good taste or decided breach of confidence, have discussed the administration of colonial government; while her official position must have placed barriers of suspicion and formality between herself and a people, among whom the sparks of rebellion, however soon to break out, were as yet merely smouldering. For, it must be added,—in answer to some who have accused our authoress of withholding from the public the information it had a right to expect at her hands,—Mrs. Jameson left Toronto some time before the first insurrection. From other sources, then, have we looked for information concerning these stern and momentous topics; and they are more fully discussed by us in another place. But even at this time of excitement there yet exists a remnant of the public, whose members will be glad to turn from the harangues of Lord Durham and the plots of Wolfred Nelson, to rest their minds upon contemplating the relics of aboriginal society, and the scenery of lake and forest and mountain, of a grandeur and antiquity and extent before which all human strivings and aspirations are rebuked into nothingness. It is for such readers that we have written, and to their best graces do we sincerely commend this last and most variously amusing work of an eloquent and graceful authoress.

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Sketches of the Relations subsisting between the British Go

vernment of India and the different Native States. By J. SUTHERLAND, Captain 3rd Regiment Bombay Light

Cavalry. 8vo. Calcutta ; 1833, At a time when India, by the late unlooked-for military movement towards her north-west frontier, has become an object of general interest and anxiety, and when every kind of information calculated to throw light on her political condition, resources, or attachment to the British cause is eagerly sought for, we have been fortunate enough to meet with a pamphlet which contains, up to the date of its publication, the amplest information that we could desire upon political matters, and the nature of the system of interference of the Company's government with the native states. Since then, the relations of the government have but little altered, if at all; and from our

! personal knowledge we hope to be able to supply any changes which have occurred, so far as they have been brought under public observation. We are not aware that new treaties have been entered into with any of the native states; and if any such have been concluded, it is most probable that they are not materially different to their predecessors.

The work before us is by Major Sutherland, now Resident at the court of Sindia, and we are disposed to place implicit faith in the statements of his publication (particularly in those portions of it which relate to the treaties of the Company's government, and to its political conduct, never before so entirely and unreservedly laid open), because it was compiled by him from government records, and his remarks are the result of personal observation. We believe indeed that the government of India, after the book was printed, did not quite relish this general exposé, and bought up the edition, a very limited

, one, for the purpose of distributing copies to such of its servants as required a ready book of reference and authority in political questions. Major Sutherland has risen by his own talents and exertions through progressive situations, in which his services have been justly acknowledged. As an ensign in the Bombay army he made himself known as a good and brave soldier in the early part of the Mahratta war. Subsequently he was drafted into the cavalry; and when English