he best part
over to-day, so that we may land on a cleared spot which we know of, and
that I feel quite sure in; for, I regret to say, you must trust to your
tents and your own bedding for this night, as there is no habitation
large enough to receive us on the river's side, anywhere near where we
wish to arrive."

"Never mind, Captain Sinclair, we shall sleep very well, I dare say,"
replied Mrs Campbell; "but where do all the rest of the party sleep?--
there is only one tent."

"Oh! never mind the rest of the party; we are used to it, and your
gentlemen won't mind it; some will sleep in the _bateaux_, some at the
fire, some will watch and not sleep at all."

After some further conversation, Mary Percival observed to Captain
Sinclair: "You had not, I believe, Captain Sinclair, quite finished your
account of Pontiac where you left off yesterday, at the time when he was
blockading the Fort of Detroit. Will you oblige us by stating what
afterwards took place?"

"With great pleasure, Miss Percival. There was great difficulty in
relieving the fort, as all communication had been cut off; at last the
governor sent his aide-de-camp, Captain Dalyell, who contrived to throw
himself in the fort with about two hundred and fifty men. He shortly
afterwards sallied out to attack the intrenchments of the Indians, but
Pontiac having received intelligence of his intention, laid an ambuscade
for him, beat back the troops with great loss, and poor Dalyell fell in
the combat that took place near a bridge which still goes by the name of
Bloody Bridge. Pontiac cut off the head of Captain Dalyell, and set it
upon a post."

"So much for Major Gladwin's extreme sense of honour," exclaimed Alfred;
"had he detained Pontiac as a prisoner, nothing of this would have
happened."

"I agree with you, Mr Alfred," replied Captain Sinclair? "it was
letting loose a wolf; but Major Gladwin thought he was doing what was
right, and therefore cannot be well blamed. After this defeat, the
investment was more strict than ever, and the garrison suffered
dreadfully. Several vessels which were sent out to supply the garrison
fell into the hands of Pontiac, who treated the men very cruelly. What
with the loss of men and constant watching, as well as the want of
provisions, the garrison was reduced to the greatest privations. At
last a schooner came off with supplies, which Pontiac, as usual,
attacked with his warriors in their canoes. The schooner was