advantage at the treaty, in procuring the enlarge-
ment of prisoners more generally.

Abiah Park came to see us. He is a trader
with the Indians. He entertains doubts of a peace;
yet says, if one can be made, it will be permanent.
This forenoon felt easy to appoint a meeting, to be-
gin at ten o'clock to-morrow, at a shop in the ship-
yard, under the direction of William Baker, a Friend
in principle, and cousin to George Baker of Phila-
delphia.

In the evening several Indians of the Wyandot
tribe came to our lodgings to see us. They live
about twenty miles from this place, at a town called
Mogogam. One Samuel Sanders, a Scotchman, who
lives with them, interpreted. They told us they
had heard their fathers say, the Quakers were hon-
est, and never wronged them; and they hoped we
would stand for justice, and not see them wronged,
at the treaty. We informed them we came in love to
see them, and to renew old friendship; that the power
did not lay with us — but we believed the commis-
sioners were sincerely disposed for peace. There
also came to our lodgings, a party of the Chipawas —
an old chief and several warriors, one of whom had
a human scalp, with beautiful fair curled hair on it,
tied to his ear. These were some of those, who, a
day or two before, had treated us so roughly. A
white man who stood near us at that time, and un-
derstood their language, told us they had a desire
to have our scalps. They appear to be a terrible
nation, fierce, insolent and warlike; and, I believe,
exceedingly injured by their intercourse with the
white people, especially the French, many of whom
are little more refined than they. Their almost in-