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ny sung aloud. I saw them through the windows,from our lodging. Many of them appeared sincere.But oh! the clouds of lifeless ceremonies, of images, pictures, water, wine, wafers; schemes of humanpolicy and earthly wisdom, operating as so manyveils which obscure the inshining of the rays of thesun of righteousness, darkening counsel, to a sorrow-ful degree, often amongst men in eminent stations.Indeed, the veil of the covering, spread over all na-tions, is only destroyed in proportion as we approach,and ascend the Lord's peaceable, holy mountain, inthe purity of his saints, as little children, — where,without cloud of ceremony, or mist of darkness orunbelief, their angels do behold the face or appear-ance of their Father in heaven, — they behold hisuniversal love, — in his pure fear, — in the awful at-tributes of his righteous judgments, — and incompre-hensible mercies, — more than heart can think, ortongue can speak, — and, in abasement, they bow be-fore the name of the Lord Jehovah, in whom sure-ly, is everlasting strength, and to whom, I desire tocommit my cause, and commend my soul, with mydear companion, and our tender babes, if we shouldnever more meet in this vale of tribulation. Last night, about eleven o'clock, five or six gunswent off smartly one after another. The reportsounded unpleasant, especially, anticipating if itshould so happen at Sandusky, how it would pro-bably alarm. I understand it was at some wolves,which had destroyed a neighbour's sheep. 30th. We were visited by a principal man of the Wyandots, called the Blind Chief, with his nephew,grand-son, and great-grand-son, a likely lad of twelveyears old. They were well dressed, and appeared