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Beyond Penn's Treaty

Jacob Lindley’s Account

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arrived from Michilimackinack, about three hun-
dred miles north west of this post, near the west
end of Lake Huron. To which place vessels can
sail from Fort Erie, without interruption of carry-
ing place or falls. These remote Indians were dress-
ed, and painted with black, red, green, and blue;
having turbans round their heads, with pikes and
prongs of skins, feathers, hair, sticks, &c. project-
ing eighteen inches out from the sides of their
heads — frightfully painted and cut — the Squaws and
others, with tails of wild beasts passing over the top
of their heads, and hanging down their backs. But
my genius, pen, and even imagination in its strong-
est picturesques, must fall short of the shocking,
striking, curious prospect of these northern inhabi-
tants of the wilderness. They had drunk rum to
excess, before we reached them. Several were much
disguised. The more sober shook hands, and ap-
peared friendly, to whom I gave a small present.
Yet two very stout, grim, middle-aged men, were
raised into rage and anger at us, loudly saying —
shemochteman! shemochteman! I said no; not she-
mochteman — brothers, from Philadelphia. At which
they rose higher, and more clamorous. We found
they could understand little or none of our conver-
sation. Some of the young Indians, meanwhile,
were singing the hair off a small animal over a fire,
preparing for breakfast. We conjectured it to be a

My heart felt exceeding sorrowful, and the lan-
guage of my soul was, how much owest thou unto
thy Lord! The picture of these poor degraded ani-
mals in human shape, involved many serious consi-
derations respecting their approaching Council; where