322 DISAPPOINTMENT AT SILVER LAKE. 



Mission, Father Schultze, and presented him with some 

 cans of preserved oysters and sardines, asking his bless 

 ing, and inviting him to pay me a visit at my lodging, 

 which invitation he declined on the plea of more serious 

 engagements, but he sent me some little presents for Mrs 

 Berkeley, who, I had informed him, professed the same 

 faith as himself. And that it would be a satisfaction to 

 me, to take home for her a reminiscence of the 

 kind. The lady at the lodging on the hill was most 

 attentive, clean, and obliging, with as great a horror 

 of the vice of spitting as I had ; and what between 

 the viands she possessed, and those I brought with 

 me, and her clean and comfortable room and bed, I felt 

 to some extent in clover. My three mules were put into 

 a shed, wherein two of my men also slept to take care of 

 them, as there were no locks; the dog- waggon, with 

 George and my ambulance, guarded by the dogs, being 

 drawn up alongside. Old Chance being the least watch 

 ful, I permitted him to sleep in my room. 



On Saturday, the 22nd of October, I left the Frencli In 

 dian settlement a little before nine in the morning, expect 

 ing to find my camp, as I had directed, waiting for me at 

 Silver Lake ; but when I arrived there, where the camp 

 should have been I saw but a single horseman, who 

 proved to be no other than Mr Canterall. On asking 

 him where the camp was, in that whining voice which 

 he always adopted when he lied, or when he thought I 

 should be angry, he replied that he had sent it on, hav 

 ing first inquired at yonder cabin if there was any 

 sport for me or any fowl, and having received a reply 

 in the negative, he thought I should wish to go on 

 somewhere else. As may be supposed, from my being 

 aware of his falsehood, I was very angry, and, pointing 



