on -- and arrived at the White Oak Orchard harbor
about dark. Here we encamped amongst a number
of Indian graves. Here also came a boat, with two
families, removing from Genessee to Upper Canada,
on account of the sickly situation of the Genessee
country. In this day's journey the margin of the
lake appeared very low, the timber small and shrub-
by, abundance of bays, and swampy ground. Bra-
doe's bay is the most beautiful of any I saw on the
sides of the lake.

The air sharp and cold, we stood up the lake
with a fair, gentle breeze, which gradually increased,
and carried us with velocity past Golden Hill, Cag
Inlet, &c. over many a foaming wave, which at
length ran so high, that the boats began to ship wa-
ter, and we put into eighteen mile creek harbor.
Here I walked out, and met with what appeared to
me to be a piece of antiquity. A mound fifty yards
in circumference, raised to more than six feet high.
On the elevation about two feet above the base, is a
white oak tree, of two feet diameter, which I sup-
pose has originated since the formation of this artifi-
cial mount. But the design remains matter of con-
jecture. Perhaps some kind of fortification, or to
commemorate some great achievement, or more pro-
bable the sepulchre of ancient kings.

We struck our tents, and journeyed on eigh-
teen miles to the garrison of Niagara, a strong for-
tification, but a dark, noisy, confused, dirty place.
We ferried over the river to Navy Hall, in the do-
minions of the king of Great Britain.

and first of the week, we visited governor
Simcoe, who received, us in a friendly manner. It
was now confirmed to us, that the Indians would