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: ingly; "you're bound to be right. Still—” and he spoke, and looked out of the windor, saying in a lor hesitated.
tone, as if to himself : “It's a doubtful point,” said his father ; "and
Brightside was an honest man, but all the rest of the crew, Scripture don't seem to be against it, else why should the directors take it for their motto, "Some
Cock-a-doodle, cock-a-doodle, cock-a-doodle doo !” thirty, some sixty, some an hundredfold!'
Just then old Bateson entered, and he and Badger mean well, no doubt, or they wouldn't go to the went away together to the shop “to look at some Bible.”
stockings," as they said. Mary felt inclined to remind him that even Satan Next morning the books were sent ир could quote Scripture for his own ends; but she office, and the money withdrawn; and on the day refrained.
named by the secretary Daniel Bateson and his son After the rest were gone to bed, Daniel Bateson carried it by the government train to Birmingham. sat for a long while leaning over the fire and ponder- The chief (and only) office of the “Safe and Speedy" ing. He wanted to give his son a good start in life ; occupied the ground floor of a house in Kite Street, he wished to see him working for himself, managing the front of which was bright with fresh paint and a business of his own, a rising man, a town-coun- gilding. A wire blind inscribed with the name of cillor-mayor, perhaps, of Hosewell. Why not he as the society shut out the vulgar gaze and lent an air well as many another? He read over again the pro- of privacy to the room, which had formerly been a spectus of the "Safe and Speedy," and went to bed shop. A copy of the society's constitution, neatly at last, after his wife had called to him for the third framed, hung in the window, with the motto above time, and dreamt about it. The next day, and for it on a scroll, “ Some thirty, some sixty, some an several days, he was thoughtful and absent. The hundredfold. See Mark iv. 8.” There were also "Safe and Speedy” was frequently discussed, and some handbills, one of which was headed, “Cent. formed, indeed, the principal topic of conversation. per Cent.," and gave in large print the history of a Matters were still going on thus when a low mur- fortunate depositor, who, by putting his money into muring double knock was heard one evening at the the “Safe and Speedy” at a lucky moment, had door, and when Mrs. Bateson opened it, Mr. Simpson doubled it in a few weeks; and this, it was stated presented his card, and followed it, without waiting in a footnote, was only one instance out of many. for an invitation, into the room. He had been advised The office was opened every morning at nine o'clock to call, he said, by a neighbour, though contrary to by a man with a little round body and long legs his custom with strangers, the club which he repre- and arms, in a black coat and white neckcloth, who, sented being sufficiently well known to render any after setting the office to rights, and placing pens, personal canvassing in its behalf unnecessary. ink, and paper, an interest table, and a directory
It is needless to repeat what passed. Mr. Simpson upon the counter, ready for instant use, mounted a spoke with fluency, and made out a plausible story. high stool in a corner, from which he could have a Daniel Bateson decided in his own mind that he good view of the street over the window blind, and would make the venture, though he did not say so at sat there balancing himself upon four long rickety the time; he asked a great many questions about legs, like a highly respectable spider watching for the directors, the office, and the hours of business, flies. and was informed that he would find the former at He had not been seated there very long on the their post about midday on the following Monday, day in question when a fly approached-on four and ready to give him further satisfaction. When wheels; it stopped before the office, and Mr. Spinney Simpson was gone the vital question was again de hastened to the door to open it. He was so very bated. John sided with his father; and in the end spider-like as he sat upon his stool, that one would Mrs. Bateson came round to their views. “I dare have expected him to glide sideways along a line, say,” she thought, “ we shall not lose anything, even instead of leaving half his legs behind him and if we didn't gain so much as we expect; and if the moving in the ordinary way of humankind.
The worst comes to the worst, we shall still have the trade gentleman whom he admitted was a pleasant-looking to depend on as before. Daniel ought to know what's man with a bald head, and only a little white hair best, and he shall have his way." Mary Dixon, too, about his temples ; his lips were parted habitually, as thinking her John must be a pretty good man of if ready to pronounce a friendly Ford to any one who business, resolved to cast in her lot with theirs and should come in his way; and when he smiled, which follow their example.
was pretty often, it seemed like a ripple upon all his A day or two later Mr. Badger passed, and after features. There was, however, no smile upon his looking up at the house with a scrutinising air, re- face at this time, but rather a look of anxiety, which turned and knocked at the door. Bateson was not in was the more conspicuous because evidently out of the house, and he sat down for a few minutes to wait place. for him. Mrs. Bateson, knowing that he had a re- “Anybody come?” he asked. putation for long-headedness, was anxious to know “No, sir," said the spider, handing him a chair. his opinion of the “Safe and Speedy.”
"They'll be here soon, I suppose ?" know anything about it?” said she.
" Can't say, sir.” “Not I," was the answer.
" Where's Mr. Simpson ?" “ These are the directors,” she continued, giving "Don't know, sir.” him the list.
"I must see somebody to-day. I'll call again." “I've seen their names before," he answered. Spinney opened the door for him, followed him “Mr. Brightside's a good man, isn't he?" with his eyes down the street, and then resumed his " Used to be."
usual occupation from the stool. " And the others?”
Presently a door which connected the front office "Don't know anything about them, and don't with an inner room was opened, and Mr. Simpson want." Mr. Badger turned away uneasily as he l appeared. There were two gentlemen with him,
• Do you
they seem to have entered the house by a passage in “And the markets are so low just now, that if we the rear of the premises.
were to sell out we should be making fearful sacri“Any letters ?"
fices. Everything is down ; quite low water, in fact. “These.” Mr. Spinney was a man of few words : It would be doing an injustice to all the members in his thin lips seemed to be held together by a spring; order to satisfy the demands of two or three. But and when he spoke they parted with an effort, and there—don't be impatient; if they want the money snapped together again instantly, like a trap. they must have it. I'll go up to London to-day and “ Anybody been ?"
sell something for whatever it will fetch. " Mr. Brightside.”
provoking, though; a week hence it would be all “No!"
right." " Yes."
Mr. Brightside looked distressed and irresolute. " Where is he?"
He passed his hand nervously over his face; sat “Call again."
down, got up again, and at length spoke. “Mr. “He won't find me here,” said Brittlebank, one Pougher, Mr. Brittlebank; I am quite sure you will of the two men who had entered with the secretary. not deceive me. Are you certain, can you assure
“ Better see him, I think,” said Simpson; "he me, both of you, upon your honour, that you know was very much put out the last time he called. He for certain that all is right ? Is this want of cash said he must and would see the directors; better only a temporary inconvenience? Do these securities have him in and talk to him."
which you hold really represent the value marked "Pougher can do that,” said Brittlebank.
upon them? Will they certainly bring in, sooner or “So I will," said Pougher; “but you must stay later, the amount at which you estimate them?” also; it will look better, and you can put in a word “On my word of honour, as a gentleman, I believe pow and then.”
and am sure they will," said Mr. Pougher. “ Coming !” cried Spinney from his perch.
“On my word of honour, I believe they will do it Instantly the two directors plunged into the pri- twice over," said Mr. Brittlebank. vate room, and sat down at a large table writing Mr. Pougher frowned at him, as if he had overand calculating with absorbing industry. They did done it; but Mr. Brightside only gave a sigh of not see Mr. Brightside till he had entered the room relief. “Well
, then,” he said, presently, "I can lay
. and was standing between them.
my hand upon a few hundreds just now, and will “Ah, Brightside! is that you ?” cried Pougher, advance the cash required. I would rather risk my with delighted surprise.
own money than the money of these poor people " I'm glad to find you here at last,” said Mr. who have trusted us. You shall have funds to meet Brightside.
the present calls without making any sacrifices. I "At last! Come, that's rather good; but I have will go and see about it, and arrange for you to have been out a good deal lately, to be sure; on 'change, it by to-morrow.” you know, and in London."
“What do you think of that?” said Pougher, " How are matters going on?”
when Mr. Brightside was gone. "Capitally."
" The best thing I ever heard in my life," answered “Really?”
Brittlebank. “Ha! ha! ha!-ha! ha!” "Yes, yes, quite so."
The laugh was a whispered laugh, an inaudible "You have realised, then ? got money in hand ?” chuckle: it was echoed, or rather reflected, from the " As much as we shall want at present."
open throat-we had almost written open sepulchre“I have had letters from several depositors com- of Mr. Pougher; and the two directors leaned back plaining that they cannot get the money they are in their chairs and looked at one another with their anxious to draw out."
mouths wide open, and enjoyed the joke until they “ All the better for them. If they were to take it were purple in the face. out to-day, they'd repent to-morrow. They should They were recalled to propriety by a knock at the let it remain in and roll up, as of course you know.” door. Spinney put his head in, and whispered,
“I fear sometimes lest it should roll away alto- “Business !” Instantly they seized their pens and gether. Tell me the truth : are we solvent ?" became absorbed in the most abstruse calculations.
“Solvent! What a question! Why, our assets Mr. Simpson received the expected customer in the are sufficient at this moment to pay every depositor a outer office. He was a fresh-looking man in the garb bonus-a handsome bonus. You must be aware of of a farmer. that yourself."
“Ma name's Gudgeon,” he said: “a'm coom to "I ought to know more about these matters than ask about this coompany.' A want to know how I do. I have trusted to your business habits, and a’m to git cent. per cent. for ma moonny; and how have suffered my name to appear as one of the mooch that'll coom tew." directors in dependence upon you ; and in the hope,” * Walk in and speak to the directors," said he added, with a sigh, “ of doing some little service Simpson; "they 'll be most happy. to my poorer neighbours."
"Adare say they will,” said Gudgeon, “but a Of
course; and now the best thing you can do is don't want to be tewk in. A want to know—" and to make yourself comfortable, and believe what's he repeated the question in the same words. told you. The 'Safe and Speedy' never was in a In spite of his reluctance, Mr. Gudgeon found himsafer or more flourishing condition than it is this self very soon in the inner office; and when he came moment."
out again, half an hour later, he was carefully folding “You will pay the claims, then, of those who have up a piece of paper duly stamped, sealed, signed and given notice to withdraw, at once?'
countersigned, being a receipt for £18, all the money “Well, you know, it would be against their own he had with him, and feeling himself already a fur interest if we were to do that.”
richer and more important person than when he “ The money is theirs, and they have a right to it.” | entered.
Soon afterwards the directors were again inter- oppressed him like a nightmare was relieved, but rupted, and this time it was Daniel Bateson and his not quite gone. He walked with a lighter step, and son who were introduced. The few inquiries they his face beamed with its accustomed cheerfulness; made were quickly answered, and they produced but now and then a cloud passed over it. He would their money, a larger sum than had been brought not yield, however, to what he deemed an unjust, into the office for many a day. The usual receipt was unkind suspicion, and he resolved to believe and given, and the directors and secretary shook hands hope the best. cordially with their good customers, who departed Mr. Brightside, it will easily be seen, was not a well pleased with their day's work. The receipts man of business. He had begun life as a working looked business-like; there were several official names man, and had inherited a moderate fortune from a upon them, Joseph Brightside's among the number, distant relative. He had been induced by the reprewhich was a host in itself, as the secretary had re- sentations of Pougher, Brittlebank, and others, to join marked; and Daniel carried them home and locked them as director of the "Safe and Speedy,” believthem up in his desk with great contentment.
ing it to be a sound and useful club, capable of conScarcely were they out of sight when Spinney again ferring great benefits upon its members. Knowing opened the door, and this time the word was “ Dun!” little or nothing of such matters, he was entirely at " Who is it?" cried Brittlebank.
the mercy of his co-directors, who made use of his • Green.”
honest name as a cloak of respectability for their own " The man who wants his
dishonest ends. A kind-hearted, generous, bene“ Him."
volent man was Joseph Brightside; yet how great a “We're out ourselves,” said Pougher, and suiting wrong was he committing, how vast a load of misery the action to the word, directors and secretary retired was he preparing for hundreds, or it might be thoupromptly through the back door by which they had sands, who, in dependence on his word, were trustentered, and closed it silently behind them.
ing the hard-earned savings of their lives to a “club," Meanwhile poor simple-minded Joseph Brightside the real character of which was utterly unknown both went his way to make arrangements with his bankers to himself and them! “Can the blind lead the blind? for a supply of the needful. The fear which had | Shall they not both fall into the ditch ?"
MATTHEW MORRISON: AN AUTOBIOGRAPHY
was bridesmaid, and I acted as best man. My days would never return; that pleasant social intermother, Miss Kemp, and a male friend of the bride- course was gone for ever. I was such a creature of groom's, were all the company. Jeanie, in her dark habit that, though I had felt nothing warmer than silk dress and white shawl, the latter being my bridal friendship for Jeanie, I should still have suffered by gift to her, looked ladylike and pretty. They were a this breaking up of my daily life. As it was, I comely pair—she so genty and modest, and he such cannot describe the bitterness. a handsome, hearty young man. I witnessed the I wandered up and down the parlour, indulging in ceremony with more composure than I anticipated, melancholy thoughts. My footsteps echoed dismally and I was able to wish them joy with singleness of through the empty house. One heavy affiction had heart at its close. They started immediately on their followed another, and, like the wise king of Israel, journey, and we got poor Mrs. Carruthers moved I was ready to say of life and its changes, "all is quietly here to my mother's house in the afternoon, vanity and vexation of spirit.” A deep depression being the first time she had been out of her own began to settle down upon me, and at last I was fain dwelling for years. Then, with the help of Nelly, to leave the house and go out to breathe the fresh air Alison and I arranged everything for the sale next of the Meadows before presenting myself at home. day; after which the door was locked for the night. There was little to do during the few days that Alison, poor thing! was much exhausted by the try- intervened between the roup and the return of the ing scenes of the day, and my mother herself put newly-married pair. It would have been better for her to bed and tended her as if she had been her me if more had been left to the last, for my spirits own daughter.
flagged extremely as the time for sailing drew near. The old furniture, which had seemed decent and Jeanie and her husband returned two days before it; respectable when properly arranged, made but a they went into lodgings, but most of their time was shabby appearance at the sale. There was a tolerably spent with us. We were all sorrowful, but quiet, sharp competition among the Cowgate wives for it, and by common consent avoided talking of our aphowever, and by the afternoon it was all cleared off, proaching separation. I went down to the vessel and the house was empty; I was the last person to with James Bethune the day before it, and we got leave it, having seen the auctioneer away.
the luggage on board. The parlour in which I had spent so many happy At last the hour arrived-wind and tide rere hours looked very desolate stripped of its furniture, favourable for sailing. The helpless mother, less and with the dirt and disorder of the recent sale on nervous than we feared, had been got safely on its walls and floor. I groaned in spirit as I gazed board, her son-in-law taking charge of her. We around me. Who could have foretold this change a were gathered round her chair-the one relic of their few weeks back? There was the spot where Jeanie old home that accompanied them. My mother and
Miss Kemp were both there. All the females were alone too. We were like aunt and nephew, and when weeping; but strangers were moving around us, and she died I was chief mourner at her funeral, and laid little was said. We were soon warned to leave. I her head in the grave at her request, though not her bade farewell to the aged woman. “Farewell, Mr. heir. Many must still remember the little, kindly, Matthew, and God bless you,” sobbed Jeanie and eccentric old lady, whose benefactions, far and near, Alison, as I embraced them for the first and last could not be fully hidden : every tale of distress and time. Then I grasped James Bethune's hand, and poverty met a ready response from her, I often visit in another minute was standing beside my mother the brother's and sister's graves in the Calton buryingand Miss Kemp on the pier.
ground, where my mother also lies. There is they Leith Pier was a fatal spot to me. It was there I rest from their labours, and their works do follow said farewell to Archie, and now from it I looked my them.” Mr. Meggat died in Liverpool years ago, an last on the Carrutherses, as leaving their mother in old man and full of days. the care of James Bethune, they ascended to the Cousin Braidfute, poor man, was gathered to his deck to wave another weeping adieu to us while the fathers before my mother's death, and his widow and ship loosed from the pier and glided out into the her two bairns got all. Poor Sarah Braidfute! at Firth. I seem to see them still as I saw them then
the age of eighteen she made a stolen marriage with leaning over the side, now letting their white hand- a private soldier from the castle, and had her father's kerchiefs stream out on the breeze, and now bending door shut
her from that time. It was said-I their weeping faces into them. We stood gazing on hope without truth—that the stepmother herself had them till their features and even their figures were secretly connived at the intimacy with a view to this lost in the distance, and all we could discern were result. two shadowy specks clinging closely to each other I met Sarah in the street some years ago, and and looking steadfastly towards the shore; and so I would have passed her by as a stranger, she was so have seen them often in my dreams.
altered ; but she recognised and stopped me. She Faint cheers from the receding vessel swept over was a faded, shabbily-dressed, careworn woman, and the waters, and were responded to from the shore, the sight of me, and the thought of old times, made but my heart lay like lead in my bosom.
her cry piteously. Her husband's regiment had just
come to Edinburgh, and she had presented herself at CHAPTER XXV.--CONCLUSION.
her former home, hoping that her stepmother might SUCH are some of the vicissitudes of an uneventful give her some little help, but had got a rough denial. and retired life; all over, however, long ago. It has Poor thing! I took her home to Nelly, and we did been a singular pleasure, though certainly not un- what we could for her and her bairns. She is now mixed with pain, to retrace this my simple history. abroad, but I hear from her statedly. I might have entered into fuller details, but I have I have been looking over what I have written, thought it prudent to err rather as to brevity. There and I fear that the latter part of it may create an are some experiences in the lives of men too sacred to impression on the reader's mind that I am an unbe laid bare to any eye save the All-seeing one, and happy, hermit kind of man; and I confess this these I have left untold.
troubles me. I live, indeed, apart from the worldI am alone now; indeed, it is many years since my usual walks are in its bypaths and solitary my mother was taken home. We were never sepa- places-yet have I my own simple pleasures and rate after I left Inveruven, except for the few weeks little circle of friends. With them I keep up an every summer which I spent with Adam Bowman. I interchange of humble hospitalities suited to our never again had the offer of a kirk, though I stood means. And though I possess no ties of blood ex
Ι candidate for more than one; but I found I could be cept so remote as scarcely to be countable, Adam useful in the Lord's vineyard without being an Bowman is my brother in spirit, his wife is my ordained labourer, and He opened ways for me. We sister, and their children are my children. I am inhad sufficient worldly means, and I was content. terested in all their joys and sorrows; and “ Uncle
My mother faded gradually. Her setting was Matthew," as they call me, is as free of the parlour calm and tranquil as her long life had been; she was fireside at the Culdees as the old house-dog himself. even lifted above trouble on my account. “Farewell, And is not my own nameson, dedicated like me in Matthew; we shall meet again,” were the last words his youth to the holy ministry, (may his career be a she addressed to me.
higher and more useful one than mine !) an inmate Amen! mother, in that land where there shall be of my house, my winter companion, while he walks “no more death, neither sorrow nor crying, for the the same course of study that I formerly did ? former things shall have passed away.” Thank God No, I am not an unhappy man.
I have had my for death! “I would not live alway." But oh, thank trials, but I have had my blessings also. God for life—for Him who is the “resurrection and receive good at the hand of God, and shall we not the life," who died that we might live!
receive evil ?” I have seen the grave close over all I was very lonely for a long time after my mother's my nearest and dearest; but what shall separate death; I missed her cheerful, loving companionship. me from the love of Christ? No, not even death For though latterly so feeble as to be able only to itself. There is a peace which the world cannot move between her bed and the easy-chair in the give, and, thank God, which the world cannot take parlour with my assistance and Nelly's, she was ever away; and He has given it to me. youthful in spirit, thankful for every mercy, and full And I have my sphere of labour. I may call of sympathy for others. The Kemps were truly kind myself a city missionary, deputed by no sect or conto me when she was gone, but no one could fill her gregation of men, however, but by my Master Himplace.
self, who commanded me in these words, addressed And ere long Mr. Kemp went to his rest also, like to His disciples through all the ages, "Go ye into a full sheaf of corn, rich in faith and good works; all the world, and preach the gospel to all creatures.” and his worthy little sister, now far up in years, was And with these credentials I go forth, and in my
" Shall we
BY PRINCIPAL DAWSOY, LL.D., MONTREAL.
feeble way try to do a little for IIim among my tried the weed, but found it too hot and peppery for poorer and more ignorant fellow-men.
their taste. This practice of smoking tobacco, as I am getting on in my pilgrimage, being this day well as lobelia and other narcotic weeds, was unisixty years old. Nelly and I have daikered on versal in America, and is one of the few habits which together since my mother's death, and will till death men calling themselves civilised have thought fit to takes one or other of us. May I be the one! My borrow from these barbarous tribes. It may have house is set in order ; Nelly is comfortably provided originated in the attempt to repel mosquitoes and for her life; and poor Sarah Braidfute and Adam other noxious insects, or to allay the pangs of Bowman's family are my heirs.
hunger; or perhaps, as Wilson thinks, its narcotic I generally am to be met daily in the streets and fumes were supposed to aid in divination, and in wynds of the old town; but occasionally I wander communion with those spiritual beings whom the far out into the country to enjoy God's pure air and American firmly believed in as holding intercourse blessed sunshine among the quiet fields and hills. with man. Thus it may have become an appropriate To-morrow we propose to lock the door and take our sacrifice and means of invocation, even with reference summer journey-Nelly to visit her friends near to the Great Spirit. In any case, its use was inter“lone St. Mary's loch,” and I to occupy the little woven with all the religious usages of the people, green-stained room which is called mine at the and as the “calumet of peace with their most Culdees farm.
solemn social and political engagements. So farewell, reader, whoever thou art, says thy this high place it has descended among the civilised friend,
MATTHEW MORRISON. imitators of the red man to be merely the solace of
their idle hours.
That the usage of smoking should have prevailed
throughout America and should have been connected THE NEW WORLD AND THE OLD.
with the religious and social institutions of all its AMERICAN ILLUSTRATIONS OF EUROPEAN ANTIQUITIES.
tribes, and that it should not have existed in the old world till introduced from America, seems singular,
yet the belief at one time entertained that the selfin V.-HOCHELAGA.
pipes” found in Britain indicate ancient usages of THE 'HE highest skill of the Hochelaga potters was this kind, and that smoking is an old institution in
bestowed on their tobacco-pipes. They possessed Tartary and China, where one species of tobacco is stone pipes of steatite or soapstone, but none of these pative, seems now generally discredited. Still it is of elaborate form have been found. The great not impossible that there may be some foundation in number of fragments of clay pipes, however, and the fact for the conclusion of Pallas, who argues from manner in which some of them are blackened, tes the general use of tobacco by the Mongol tribes, the tifies to the prevalence of the habit of smoking. In primitive and original forms of their pipes, and the one Hochelagan pipe the remains of the tobacco- similarity of their modes of using the plant to those leaves were recognised when it was disinterred. It of the Americans, that the custom must be indigenous had been filled, perhaps, on the eve of the firal among them. If so, it would not be surprising that assault of the town, and the smoker had thrown it even the Paleolithic man of Europe, in his dark down unused to rush to the last battle of his tribe. cavern abodes, enjoyed the solace of the fragrant This strange habit was found in full force by Cartier. weed, smoked the calumet of peace with his former Tobacco was probably cultivated both at Stadacona foes, and, like his American brethren, fancied that and Hochelaga, as it still is by the Canadian he saw spiritual beingshabitants. I have, indeed, seen a well-grown patch
“In the smoke that rolled around him, of tobacco growing beside a noble crop of wheat
The punkwana* of the peace-pipe.” on the Laurentian hills behind Murray Bay, on the Lower St. Lawrence, in latitude 47° 40", and at a Archæologists should keep this in view in search
, height of 1,000 feet above the sea level, though ing for the relics of the Stone period. physical geographers place the northern limit of
The pipes of old Hochelaga were mostly of clay, wheat at the sea level far to the south of this. The and of many and sometimes elegant patterns. Some Indians could, therefore, easily cultivate this plant were very plain and small
, others of elegant trumpet on the warm ground in southern exposures along the
or cornucopia form, and some ornamented with rude St. Lawrence; but they also used wild plants de- attempts to imitate the human face. While the men signated as Petun and Kinnikinick. The habit as were the smokers, the women seem to have exnew to the French. Cartier says: “They have an hausted their plastic skill in furnishing their lords
. herb, of which they store up a large quantity for with the means of indulging their taste for the winter, which they esteem very much, and the use
narcotic. Schoolcraft has tigured pipes used by the of which is confined to the men. They use it in the Iroquois and Eries precisely similar to those of the following way. The plant having been dried in the Hochelagans. Those of the mound-builders were sun, they carry suspended to the neck a little bag of peculiar (see fig. 10, p. 184); but it is curious, and skin containing the dried leaves, along with a little probably an evidence of ancient intercourse, that stone pipe (cornet,' perhaps alluding to the trumpet- pipes of the mound-builders' type are occasionally
“' like shape usual at Hochelaga) of stone or wood.
though rarely found in Canada. I have seen a broken Thus prepared, they place a little of the powder of specimen from Hopkins Island, near St. Regis
, the herb in one end of the pipe, and placing a live where many Indian remains are found. In addition coal on it, draw their breath through the other end to jars and pipes, the only frequent objects of earthenuntil they fill themselves with smoke, so that it
ware are small discs perforated in the centre and issues from their mouth and nostrils as from a
crenated at the edge. They may have served as an chimney. They say that it keeps them healthy and inferior kind of wampum, or beads, or perhaps for warm, and never
• The fumes or rising smoke.