in the stillness of a North American forest, on a magnificent
autumn day, when the trees were dressed in all their gorgeous
loveliness, and at an hour when not even the rustling of a leaf could be
heard, death was gradually releasing the spirit of Paul Guidon from its
swarthy tenament.

Margaret Godfrey raised her head from off the arm of the Indian, and as
she did so, he again whispered, "me soon be on hunting ground behind
setting sun, you must come see Paul." Mrs. Godfrey, promised him that
she would. He looked at his little wife and tried to move his right hand
toward his breast. She knew what he wanted her to do. She knelt down,
kissed him and took from inside his shirt a book. It was the old service
book. She handed it to Margaret Godfrey, who opened it and read to Paul,
whose eyes were steadfastly fixed on the reader. As she continued
reading, the eyes of the dying Indian gradually closed, and as she, shut
the book he ceased breathing. The spirit of the "Young Lion of the
Woods" had taken its everlasting flight.

"Like a shadow thrown
Softly and sweetly from a passing cloud,
Death fell upon him."

An hour after Paul Guidon had died, Jim Newall, Mrs. Godfrey, Mrs.
Fowler and Mag Guidon went to the shore and brought Newall's canoe to
the wigwam. The dead chief was laid out in a military coat, which he had
kept with great care, on his head was an undress cap, and his lower
limbs were dressed in dark trousers, and long military or hunting boots
coming up to the knee.

Paul Guidon was united in marriage to Margaret Reonadi at Quebec in the
summer of 1760, and several military gentlemen were present at the
ceremony. He was dressed for burial in the same suit in which he was
married.

Newall's canoe, on which the body was laid, was draped along the sides
with evergreens. Spruce boughs were laid athwart the canoe forming a
bed for the body of the departed hero. On his breast were placed his bow
and arrow, also his moccasins. The widowed squaw said the canoe would
help his soul to cross rivers and lakes on the way to the happy hunting
grounds, the arrow would bring down game and the moccasins protect his
feet. When all preparations were completed Newall had arrived back with
another canoe. Mrs. Godfrey and Mrs. Fowler were then taken to the mouth
of the river by Jim, where they secured the services of a man named Cock
to accompany Newall up the river and assist him in digging a grave. A