CAPTAIN THOMAS. 
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tion, in the neighbourhood of whose village lie 
said he lived. Thomas, he told us, was a very 
rich man, and had a most excellent house, in 
which he said he lived as well as a seignior, 
and he was sure we should be well received if 
we went to see him; he told us also that he 
had built a church, and was a Christian; that 
he was very charitable, and that if he were ac¬ 
quainted with his present distress he would 
certainly make him a present of four or five 
dollars. Oh je vous assure, messieurs, que 
“ c’est un bon sauvage/" It wa* impossible 
not to smile at the little Canadian, who, half 
naked himself, and nearly as dark as a mulatto, 
concluded his panegyric upon Thomas, by 
assuring us, he was a good savageat the 
same time we felt a strong desire to behold this 
chief, of whom we had heard so much. It was 
not long before we were gratified, for the party 
of Indians that arrived whilst we were at Chim¬ 
ney Point were from the Cachenonaga village, 
and at their head was Captain Thomas. 
Thomas appeared to be about forty-five 
years of age; he was nearly six feet high, and 
very bulky in proportion : this is a sort of make 
uncommon among the Indians, who are gene¬ 
rally slender. He was dressed like a white 
man, in boots; his hair untied, but cut short; 
the people who attended him were all in the 
Indian habit. Not one of hip followers could 
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