dustry. The travellers
parted from him and from our friend Jemmy with expressions of the esteem
which their virtues even on this short acquaintance had not failed to
produce; and then they proceeded to make arrangements for their passage
down the St. Lawrence by chartering and provisioning a Durham boat.

While this was getting in readiness, Mrs. Sackville, whose curiosity,
like that of a more celebrated traveller, 'extended to all the works
of art, all the appearances of nature, and all the monuments of past
events,' walked with her children to view a rare curiosity on our
continent--an _American_ antiquity. On a point of land at the junction
of the Oswegatchie with the St. Lawrence, there is a broken stone wall,
the remains of a French fortification. While they stood surveying with
pleased attention this monument of the olden time, they were joined by a
gentleman who appeared like them to have been attracted to the spot by
curiosity. He took off his hat, bowed to Mrs. Sackville, and asked if he
might take the liberty to inquire of her whether she resided at
Ogdensburg.

When she replied in the negative, he begged her pardon, and said he had
been extremely anxious to authenticate a traditionary story he had
picked up in his journey through Canada, some of the events of which had
been located at this place. He had hoped to find some record of it in
Charlevoix's History, but he had searched in vain. Mrs. Sackville became
in her turn the inquirer. She said she delighted in those traditionary
tales, which, with the aid of a little fancy, reconstructed ruins, and
enclosed within their walls living beings with affections and interests
like our own; and she should hold herself very much obliged to the
gentleman if he would enrich her with some interesting associations with
this place. The stranger seemed highly gratified to have found so ready
a sympathy in his feelings, and he related the following particulars.

"A commandant of this fort (which was built by the French to protect
their traders against the savages,) married a young Iroquois who was
before or after the marriage converted to the Catholic faith. She was
the daughter of a chieftain of her tribe, and great efforts were made by
her people to induce her to return to them. Her brother lurked in this
neighbourhood, and procured interviews with her, and attempted to win
her back by all the motives of national pride and family affection; but
all in vain. The young Gar