PENOBSCOT BAY. 



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look principally for the supply of a hardy 

 intrepid race of seamen for their navy. 



I met with no Indians till I reached Penob- 

 scot Bay, in the neighbourhood of which is a 

 tribe who have cultivated lands, and are sta- 

 tionary the greater part of the year. Their 

 numbers may be about two hundred and fifty ; 

 and being of the Roman Catholic religion, as 

 are all the Indians of the adjoining British 

 provinces, they are visited by a minister of that 

 persuasion, from Boston, every summer. An 

 attempt has lately been made by an association 

 of benevolent individuals to establish a Pro- 

 testant school, with a view to teach them 

 English, and rescue them from the thraldom of 

 a superstitious and idolatrous faith; but this 

 laudable attempt has failed for the present, 

 through the opposition and influence of the 

 Catholic priest. After this minister has spent 

 some time with the Penobscot tribe, he pro- 

 ceeds in his missionary excursion to visit that 

 of Passamaquoddy, which consists of about the 

 same number of souls, who live in a village, on 

 a tongue of land called Point Pleasant, in the 

 Bay of Passamaquoddy. 



I visited this Indian village, on my arrival at 

 Eastport, a small town on the boundary line of 

 America and the British territories, and was 



