to return as quickly as possible to a place about four miles farther on where we intended to fish and to await his arrival.  The men were so weak this day that I could get neither of them to move from the encampment, and it was only necessity that compelled them to cut wood for fuel, in performing which operation Beauparlant’s face became so dreadfully swelled that he could scarcely see; I myself lost my temper on the most trivial circumstances and was become very peevish; the day was fine but cold with a freezing north-east wind.  We had nothing to eat.

October 15.

The night was calm and clear but it was not before two in the afternoon that we set out, and the one was so weak and the other so full of complaints that we did not get more than three-quarters of a mile from our last encampment before we were obliged to put up, but in this distance we were fortunate enough to kill a partridge, the bones of which were eaten and the remainder reserved for baits to fish with.  We however collected sufficient tripe de roche to make a meal and I anxiously awaited Belanger’s return to know what course to take.  I was now so much reduced that my shoulders were as if they would fall from my body, my legs seemed unable to support me and, in the disposition in which I then found myself, had it not been for the remembrance of my friends behind who relied on me for relief as well as the persons of whom I had charge, I certainly should have preferred remaining where I was to the miserable pain of attempting to move.

October 16.

We waited until two in the afternoon for Belanger but, not seeing anything of him on the lake, we set out, purposing to encamp at the Narrows, the place which was said to be so good for fishing and where, according to St. Germain’s account, the Indians never failed to catch plenty; its distance at most could not be more than two miles.  We had not proceeded far before Beauparlant began to complain of increasing weakness, but this was so usual with us that no particular notice was taken of it, for in fact there was little difference, all being alike feeble:  among other things he said whilst we were resting that he should never get beyond the next encampment for his strength had quite failed him.  I endeavoured to encourage him by explaining the mercy of the Supreme Being who ever beholds with an eye of pity those that seek His aid.  This passed as common discourse.  When he inquired where we were to put up St. Germain pointed to a small clump of pines near us, the only place indeed that offered for fuel.  “Well,” replied the poor man, “take your axe, Mr. Back, and I will follow at my leisure, I shall join you by the time the encampment is made.”  This is a usual practice of the country and St. Germain and myself went on towards the spot; it was five o’clock and not very cold but rather milder than we had experienced it for some time when, on leaving the ice, we saw a number of crows perched on the top of some high