THIS MONUMENT IS ERECTED
     In memory of
     A FATHER, A MOTHER AND A SISTER,
     By the surviving children.

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     COLONEL LAWRENCE SCHOOLCRAFT,
     A soldier of the Revolution of 1776,
     (He being the second in descent from James,
      who came from England in the reign of Queen Anne,)
     Born Feb. 3d, 1757.  Died June 7th, 1840,
     In his 84th year. 
     He lived and died a patriot, a Christian, and an honest man.

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     MARGARET ANN BARBARA,
     Consort of Col.  Lawrence Schoolcraft,
     Died Feb. 16th, 1832, aged 72. 
     “Her children rise up and call her blessed.”—­PROV.

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     MISS MARGARET HELEN,
     Daughter of Lawrence and Margaret Ann Barbara Schoolcraft,
     Born 18th June, 1806
     Died 12th April, 1829, in her 23d year.

I reached Detroit early in August.  A letter from Mackinack, of the 13th of that month, says:  “The children arrived at midnight past, safe and sound, and they seem quite delighted.  Eveline seems to be the centre of attraction with them all.  I have not a word new to say.  A change has come over the spirit of our notables.  Samuel, the day before your letter was received, expressed his opinion, that ‘it would go hard with you.’  A dog when he supposes himself unnoticed in the act of stealing, looks mean, but when he is discovered in the act, he looks meaner still.  And I know of no better comparison than this clique, and that dog.”

24th.  Hon. Andrew Stevenson, American Minister in London, responds to my inquiries on certain historical points, respecting which he has kindly charged his agent to institute inquiries.

Sept. 5th.  I reached the agency at Mackinack about the beginning of September.  Facilis, a young man of equally ready and respectable talents, writes me, from Detroit, under this date, expressing a wish to be employed in the execution of some of the fiscal duties of the superintendency during the season.  “I write to you,” he adds, “as a friend.  Times are hard, and every little that is directed to aid one in his efforts to stem the current of life, possesses an incalculable value.”  I yielded the more readily to this request from the chain of circumstances which, however favorable, had hitherto disappointed his most ardent aims and the just expectations of his friends.

11th.  Joanna Baillie, the celebrated authoress, who has spent a long life in the most honorable and deeply characteristic literary labors, writes from her residence at Hampstead (Eng.), as if with undiminished vigor of hope, expressing her interest in the progress of historical letters in this (to her) remote part of the world.  How much closer bonds these literary sympathies are in drawing two nations of a kindred blood together, than dry and formal diplomatics, in which it is the object, as Talleyrand says, of human language to conceal thought!