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was discovered, at the head of which stood a plain 

 wooden cross. It was, doubtless, the grave of some 

 Christian Indian who had been taught by the priests 

 at Fond-du-Lac, and who, when out on a hunting 

 expedition, had been stricken down by the great reaper, 

 and by his companions had been laid here to rest. 



This island camp recalls an incident connected with 

 John, our baker. For some time past, notwithstanding 

 the appetites of the men, his bread had not been giving 

 satisfaction. Some of the party were afraid to eat it on 

 account of the possibilities of canoeing accidents, which 

 would be almost certain to result fatally, for with John's 

 bread in one's stomach there could be little hope of 

 remaining afloat. At first John had confined his baking 

 to the making of grease bannocks, which, after being 

 formed in a pan, were removed and cooked before 

 the fire on a stick ; and so long as he baked in his 

 accustomed way he was fairly successful, but as soon as 

 he undertook the use of baking powder, and the produc- 

 tion of bread from a reflector (a camp oven) he grievously 

 failed. Being anxious to uphold the dignity of his pro- 

 fession at this camp, he sat up all night endeavoring 

 to improve on his methods, but with little success. Two 

 days later he again undertook the prosecution of his call- 

 ing, and after cleaning his hands, brought out his dutch- 

 oven, bake-pans, sack of flour, baking powder, etc. My 

 brother, noticing these preparations, strolled over to 

 a convenient log and there seated himself to watch 

 John's modus operandi. The sack was opened and the 

 top of it rolled down until it formed a ring over the 

 flour, in which a hollow was then made with the hands. 



