102, 
47 GA; 
A JOURNEY TO THE 
The weather on the twenty-fixth was fo bad, 
—~—/ with {now and thick drifting fleet, that we did not 
Mas. 
26th, 
27th. 
28th. 
move; but the next morning proving fine and 
pleafant, we dried our things, and walked about 
twelve miles to the Northward; moft of the way 
on the ice of a {mall river which runs into Pefhew 
Lake*. We then faw afmoke to the Southward, 
which we judged to be made by Keelfhies, fo we 
put up for the night by the fide of the above- 
mentioned Lake, where I expeéted we fhould. 
have waited for his arrival; but, to my great 
furprize, on the morrow we again fet forward, 
and walked- twenty-two miles to the Northward 
on Pefhew Lake, and in the afternoon pitched 
our tents on an ifland, where, by my defire, the 
indians made a large fmoke, and propofed to ftay 
a day or two for Captain Keelfhies. 
3 In 
thered ftamps, and trees which have been blown down by. the wind. 
They are moftly of the fort which is called hereJuniper, but were feldom of 
any confiderable fize. Thofe blafted trees are found in fome parts to ex. 
tend to the diftance of twenty miles from the living woods, and detached 
patches of them are much farther off; which is a proof that the cold has 
been encteafing in thofe parts for fome ages. Indeed, fome of the older 
Northern Indians have aflured me, that they have heard their fathers and 
grandfathers fay, they remembered the greateft part of thofe places where 
the trees are now blafted and dead, in a flourifhing ftate; and that they 
wereremarkable for abounding with deer. Itis a well-known faé, that_ 
many deer are fond of frequenting thofe plains where the juniper trees 
abound near barren grounds, particularly in fine weather during the Win- 
ter; but in heavy gales of wind they either take fheiter in the thick woods, 
or goout on the open plains. The Indians, who never want a reafon for 
any thing, fay, that the deer quit the thin ftraggling woods during the 
high winds, becaufe the nodding of the trees, when at a confiderable dif- 
tance from each other, frightens them; but in the midft of a thick foreft, 
the conftant ruftling of the branches lulls them into fecurity, andrenders 
them an éafy prey to a fkilfal hunter. 
* Probably the fame with Partridge Lake in the Map, 
