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working out a while to procure a cow, and some necessary 

 articles, he drew fifty acres of land of Colonel Talbot, to 

 clear the road, and settled on it, where he continued to this 

 period, steady and industrious. He has sold his land now at 

 1231. 15s., and the proceeds of the auction sale, J08/. 

 together 23 II. 15s. sterling. But there are too many that 

 love idleness and the tavern more than is consistent with 

 much prosperity ; still, idlers are despised. I. have not 

 chosen this man s experience as the most successful, but 

 what any may attain with industry and prudence ; for 

 those who had a family of boys, and drew 200 acres of 

 land, and worked on it with equal perseverance, have pro 

 bably doubled the above amount. The sugar harvest now 

 begins, which is not so promising as last year. 



March 25. Open weather of late ; some days mild and 

 pleasant. Jce off the Lake, frost out of the ground, and 

 snow all gone, except a small remnant drifted on the north 

 sides of the ravines. 



March 30. Started in an open boat up the Lake for 

 Sandwich and Detroit, about 130 miles, in company with a 

 squire, his son, and another neighbour, farmers ; the former 

 of whom was taking up seven or eight hundred weight of 

 butter and cheese for sale. The wind being unfavourable, 

 we made but small progress, and the roughness of the Lake 

 caused sea-sickness for awhile. We stopped at a private- 

 house for the night, on the Lake shore, and were treated 

 hospitably by its owner, a Scotchman. 



March 31. After fitting out a boat belonging to our 

 friend, better adapted for sailing than the one we had, and 

 shifting the cargo, we sailed with a fair but light breeze ; 

 but it soon after hauled round with the sun, and the Lake 

 got rough, so we were unable to go on shore to dine on 

 account of the surf. At sun-set we made Point Aux-Pins 

 or Rondeau, and about nine o clock we run our boat into a 

 creek, and made safe for the night. No house being near, 

 we were compelled to &quot; camp out,&quot; which is no very strange 

 thing in some parts of America. After making a good fire 

 of wood drifted on the beech, at the side of some bushes, 

 over which we threw our sails for shelter from the wind, 

 we sat down to supper, and then spread a sail on the 

 ground, on which we lay with our feet to the fire for the 

 night, each of us wrapped in a blanket. The wind getting 



