of this fire-place, and smoke the pipe of friendship,
while we talk together in commemoration of ancient
covenant, which our forefathers established, and es-
teemed it.

I am glad that the Great Spirit puts it in your
minds to visit your grandchildren, and preserve you
through the tedious journey, so to arrive here safely.

Grandfather—When I look on you, I see your tears
flowing down from your eyes, on account of the dust
that flew about on the way, as you were coming
from your fire-place hither.

In remembrance of the ancient customs of our
ancestors, I now stretch forth my hand, and wipe off
your tears, that you may see your grandchildren in
real appearance; in like manner, I clean your ears,
that you may hear plainly the voice of your grand-
children, and also clean your throat, and loose your
tongue, that you may speak freely.

Grandfather—And also I find that your heart is
hanging downwards, on account of the many losses
in your Nation these many days; and, according to
the customs of our forefathers, I now set your heart
upright, and lay aside all the sound which the white
birds have sounded on your ears, that you may, with-
out prejudice, be enabled to consider what your
grandchildren may say to you.

Grandfather—Having done so much, then I see
mud all over your legs and feet, for an account of
the long muddy path in which you have walked
through. I now wash your legs and feet, but still I
discover some briars and thorns sticking fast in your
feet; now I pull out every one of them, and I take
weesquos, in which our ancestors used to put healing
oil, and oint your feet and legs, that you may feel
well, and walk around by the fire-place of your
grandchildren.

(A string of pure white wampum delivered.)

Grandfather—Again listen.

I am glad to find that you still retain our talk,