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sparing my women and children. There runs 

 not a drop of my blood in the veins of any living 

 creature. This called on me for revenge : I 

 have sought it — I have killed many — I have 

 glutted my vengeance. For my country I re- 

 joice at the beams of peace ; but do not harbour 

 a thought that mine is the joy of fear : Logan 

 never felt fear — he will not turn on his heel to 

 save his life. Who is there to mourn for 

 Logan ? Not one ! " 



In leaving the Mississaugah Indians, on the 

 river Credit, I parted with the well-educated 

 and interesting chief of the six nations, Mr. 

 Brandt, who stated to me in a letter, that 6 the 

 Mohawk church was the first Protestant church 

 built in the province of Upper Canada ; but,' he 

 says, c as it is going to decay, we have not the 

 funds to rebuild it ; and to prove how desirous 

 we have ever been, and still are, of a minister, 

 we have an allotment of two hundred acres of 

 land, for the use of a resident clergyman, and 

 fifty acres for the use of the school ; and we have 

 appropriated six hundred dollars, or 150 pounds, 

 province currency, towards defraying the ex- 

 penses of building a parsonage house, and 

 although that sum is quite insufficient for the 

 object, yet it is the utmost we can do, consider- 

 ing the circumstances and wants of our respec- 



