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This evening, a number of Indians came to our camp, viz. Col. Lewis, Capt. John, and a very old chief, named Beechtree, or King Doe, and several young warriors, painted red, with black streaks. — Some had their ears cut in strings, with trinkets in them; and they mostly had bobs of wampum, metal, or bright shells, hung in their noses. They had two of their wives with them— each had a child laced with its back to a board — the front side made of skins, lined with soft flannel, and a canopy of curious work like embroidery, overhead — of like workmanship, were the laces and bandages with which the infant was fastened in — these they loose with great facility, and take out the babe. The whole has the appearance of a case, narrow at bot-tom, and widens upwards — it is about two feet in length, and has a bow to the front side of it, to go over the mother's breast, when she carries the child. There were about eleven Indians in this company; Kirkland, their missionary, was with them, and in-terpreted for us. The old chief said he heard we were there, and with trembling knees, leaning on his staff, he had come to see us; as we were on the work of peace, he rejoiced to see us on that errand, and hoped the Great Spirit would bless our endea-vours, with which he united, and did not know what he lived for, except it was to see it. Captain John spoke to like import, and said he was glad some of the sons of Onas were along. We imparted some small tokens of respect to the women and chil-dren, who after a visit of about two hours, went away, with some of the young men. The old ones staid and supped with us on the bank of the lake, and then departed.