sacrifices of meat, soup, and whiskey to their gods. Oh the pain of mind I felt when I heard them solemnly protest against the Christian religion, knowing that there is no other name given under heaven whereby we can be saved, but the only name of Christ Jesus our Lord!
Monday 29th. — Early this morning we left these poor deluded people, and on our way, stopped for a short time at Lower Muncey, to ascertain the state of the minds of those Indians. I conversed with our old friend Widow Dolson, who on our first visit so kindly entertained us. She informed me that the men were preparing for a great hunt in order to get some meat for a feast that was to take place in a few days. I asked her how they would like to have a School and Missionary to preach to them. She answered some would be willing, and others strongly oppose it, but that the young men would agree to whatever the Chief's thought proper. We then proceded to George Turkey's; two of our men volunteered to go and visit a small body of Ojebways, on the head waters of the river Canan. We held prayers in the evening with Chief Turkey's family and others. They shewed great seriousness, and some of them called upon the Lord to have mercy on them. I believe the Lord has begun a good work in the hearts of this people, and I pray that he may carry it on till the work of conviction ends in conversion.
Tuesday 30th. — I went with Mr. Carey and one of our Indian brethren to the Back Street, where Mr. Carey expected the Rev. J. Jackson would preach, but finding him unwell, we were disappointed. Mr. C. requested me to lead the meeting, but I was compelled to decline through fear. Mr. C. then prayed and exhorted the people, after which I spoke a short time. The people were quite attentive, and I hope some good was done.
Wednesday 31st. — Started early this morning for Upper
