arriors tormented the poor captives by opening their
wounds and tearing out their hair and beards. The day following this
night of torture the Indians and their mangled captives reached the
promontory of Ticonderoga, along the base of which flowed the limpid
waters, the outlet of Lake George. Here the party made a portage through
the primeval forests, carrying their canoes and cargoes on their backs,
when suddenly there broke upon their view the dark blue waters of a
beautiful lake, which Mr. Parkman thus eloquently describes:

"Like a fair naiad of the wilderness it slumbered between the
guardian mountains that breathe from crag and forest the stern
poetry of war. But all then was solitude; and the clang of
trumpets, the roar of cannon, and the deadly crack of the rifle
had never as yet awakened their angry echoes. Again the canoes
were launched and the wild flotilla glided on its way, now in
the shadow of the heights, now on the broad expanse, now among
the devious channels of the Narrows, beset with woody islets
where the hot air was redolent of the pine, the spruce, and the
cedar,--till they neared that tragic shore where, in the
following century, New England rustics baffled the soldiers of
Dieskau, where Montcalm planted his batteries, where the red
cross waved so long amid the smoke, and where, at length, the
summer night was hideous with carnage, and an honored name was
stained with a memory of blood. The Indians landed at or near
the future site of Fort William Henry, left their canoes, and
with their prisoners began their march for the nearest Mohawk
town."

Father Jogues lived among his captors until the fall of 1643, when he
escaped in a vessel from the Dutch settlement of Rensselaerswyck
(Albany), to which place the Iroquois had gone to trade with the
inhabitants. He arrived at the Jesuit college of Rennes, France, in a
most destitute condition, on the 5th of January, 1644, where he was
joyfully received and kindly cared for. When he appeared before Queen
Anne of Austria, the woman who wore a diadem thought it a privilege to
kiss his mutilated hands. In the Roman Catholic church a deformed or
mutilated priest cannot say mass; he must be a perfect man in body and
mind before the Lord. Father Jogues wished to return to his old
missionary field; so, to restore to him his lost right of saying mass,
the Pope granted his prayer by a special