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parts, known by the familiar names of the Crow's 

 Nest, Amos's Landing, he. And here it may be 

 remarked that, go where you will, let the scene 

 and the country be ever so uninteresting and in- 

 describable, there is hardly an acre of ground or 

 water unprovided with its appropriate name, some 

 of them very ludicrous, and all familiarly known by 

 the occupants of the soil. Though this is observ- 

 able throughout the country generally, it is more 

 particularly so in all our Indian settlements, and in 

 that to which we have alluded as much as any. 

 Mixed and degenerate as they are, it is still grati- 

 fying to see here and there the slightest vestiges, 

 and they are few, of the primitive customs of the 

 sons of the forest. One of these, if not still extant, 

 must have been so at no very distant period, and 

 is that of stopping to rest at certain spots in the 

 roads, (once paths) indicated by a considerable 

 pile of dried sticks, and called "Indian Taverns." 

 These are still visible in many places, and were 

 sustained by the practice of each individual who 

 passed casting a stick upon the heap 



But alas ! even these Indian Tumuli, if they 

 may be so called, are gradually sinking to decay, 

 an indication of that total extinction, sure and cer- 

 tain, which awaits those with whom they origin- 

 ated. Where is the warlike front, the firm step, 

 the native pride, the majestic bearing, — where is 



