person by the name of Farris presented Mrs. Godfrey with a British flag,
which he wished displayed at Paul's burial.
The following morning, according to an agreement, Newall came to the
settlement and took Margaret G. and Mrs. Fowler to the wigwam which
should hold the noble Paul no more forever. The British ensign was drawn
over the body of the dead Indian. He lay in a sort of state till next
day, the body being viewed by many of the Indians of the district, and
also by not a few people from the settlement. All those that came
expressed great sorrow for the quiet little Chipewayan widow, who was
far away from her home and people. On the day of the burial there was a
great gathering of the tribes. The body was borne to its final resting
place by ten stalwart Indians, five on each side of the canoe, which was
placed on five paddles. The procession was a most solemn one. The
forest, the rugged scenery, the quiet retreat, all these appeared to add
to the solemnity of the occasion. The grave was alongside that of his
mother, and neatly lined with spruce. At five o'clock in the afternoon
all that was mortal of Paul Guidon was lowered into its last abode.
"They laid them fondly side by side,
And near their icy hearts
They placed their arrows and their bows,
Their clubs, and spears, and darts;
For use when they with life are crowned
In heaven's happy hunting ground."
Margaret Godfrey read the burial service from the old service book,
while rivers of tears flowed down a score of swarthy faces, and an
occasional low wail uttered by the Indians standing round the open
grave, told of their sorrow and superstitious fear. The British ensign
was then placed over the dead Iroquois. It was the flag under which he
had lived and died, and a fit emblem to cover the remains of so true and
brave a man. (The characters of American sympathizers, of traitors and
rebels, as black as they appear in Colonial History, will appear
deeper-dyed as they stand in contrast to the loyalty of this true
Indian.) Margaret Godfrey spoke to them as follows: "I believe it to be
my solemn duty, yea, my special duty on this most sorrowful occasion,
that I should express my feelings. If there ascends from my heart a
prayer to the throne of the Great Chief, in behalf of this youthful
widow and in behalf of you people, let it be a prayer that the Great
Chief may turn the hearts of all from the thoughts of war to sentiments
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