^^ May 30. We reached Fort George this morning,
which is called *The Station of the Opposition Line.'
We saw some Indians, and a few lodges on the edge of
the prairie, and sundry bales of buffalo-robes were taken
aboard. Major Hamilton is acting Indian Agent dui'ing
the absence of Major Crisp. We are a long way beyond
the reach of civil law, and they settle disputes here with
sword and pistol. The major pointed to an island where



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Mr. , a New Yorker belonging to the opposition line*

killed two white men recently, and shot two others, who
wore miserable miscreants.
'* We are yet thirty miles below St. Pierre, and do not
expect to reach it until to-morrow. Indians were seen
along both sides of the river : many trade at this post and
at St. Pierre.; at the latter I am told there are five hun-
dred lodges. The Indian dogs resemble the wolves so
much that I should readily mistake the one for the other
were I to meet them in the woods.
" Soon after leaving Fort George, we sounded and
found only three and a half feet of water, and the captain
gave orders to ' tie up,' and we started on a walk for St.
Pierre. On reaching the camp, we found it a strongly-
built low log-cabin, in which was a Mr. Cutting, who had
met my son Victor in Cuba. Yesterday, while he was
on a buffalo-hunt, a cow hooked his horse, and threw him
about twenty feet, and injured his ankle. This he
thought remarkable, as the cow had not been wounded.
