woman thou art gone! She added other words which I could not distinguish as I did not wish to interfere with her morning devotions. It struck me by the manner and aged appearance of this decrepid old woman that she was pacing over a spot on the banks of the river where she was in habit of frequently coming perhaps every morning when she got up to lament the death of some departed friend or child of her own that might have died near that place. My curiosity did not lead me to enquire into the case then, but I shall do so as it is interesting to notice these bursts of Native feeling so naturally manifested. The Natives were