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 that we should never see each other more. Father Zenobius was the Person who express'd it to me most significantly, saying, He had never been so sensibly touch'd at parting with any Body.

We went that Day to the Place we call'd le Boucon, because there, we had often dry'd Flesh, (which the French call Boucanner from the Indian Word) This Place was not far from our Habitation. The 13th, we cross'd a Plain, about two Leagues over, where we saw several Herds of Beeves and Flocks of Goats, Turkeys, Bustards, and other Sorts of Wild Fowl. We met with Marshy Lands, which tired our Horses, and came to a Wood that terminates the Plain, across which, runs a Branch of a River, full of Reeds, by Monsieur de la Sale call'd the Princess's River. That Branch joins the other, and they both fell together into the Bay of St. Lewis.

We kill'd five Beeves at the Entrance into the Wood, forded the River, and incamp'd Half a League beyond it, whence Monsieur de la Sale sent Men with Horses, to bring the Flesh of the Bullocks we had kill'd; the Hides of them, which serv'd to cover us, being very useful against a violent Shower of Rain that fell.

The 14th, the Rain ceasing, we travell'd over another spacious Plain, where there is a Multitude of Beeves and Wild Fowl. We saw several Tracks, leading every Way, made by the Bullocks, of which we saw several Herds, some moving on hastily, and others running out-right, which made us suppose they were drove by the Natives. In short, having halted to help up one of our Horses that was fallen, we saw an Indian following them very close. Monsieur de la Sale caus'd a Horse to be immediately unloaded, which a Man mounting, rode after, overtook and brought the Indian.

When the Savage saw himself among us, he concluded he was a lost Man, he quak'd for Fear, and not without Reason, for most of our Men had resolv'd to kill him; Monsieur de la Sale oppos'd it, alledging, that we were but