At seven in the evening the tempest ceased so as to enable us to embark.  We kept close in shore, as the wind was off land, a common occurrence on these lakes at night.  On turning the point of red sandstone rock, which the Indians call Pug-ge-do-wau (Portage), the Porcupine Mountains rose to our view, directly west, presenting an azure outline of very striking lineaments—­an animal couchant.  As night drew on, the water became constantly smoother; it was nine before daylight could be said to leave us.  We passed, in rapid succession, the Mauzhe-ma-gwoos or Trout, Graverod’s, Unnebish, or Elm, and Pug-ge-do-wa, or Misery River, in Fishing Bay.  Here we overtook Lieut.  Clary, and encamped at one o’clock A.M. (11th).  We were on the lake again at five o’clock.  We turned point a la Peche, and stopped at River Nebau-gum-o-win for breakfast.  While thus engaged, the wind rose and shifted ahead.  This confined us to the spot.

NEBAUGUMOWIN RIVER.—­Mr. Johnston, Dr. Houghton, and Mr. Woolsey, made an excursion in a canoe up the river.  They went about three or four miles—­found the water deep, and the banks high and dry on the right side (going up), and covered with maple, ash, birch, &c.  At that distance the stream was obstructed by logs, but the depth of water continued.  Dr. H. added to his botanical collection.  Altogether appearances are represented more favorable than would be inferred from the sandy and swampy character of the land about its discharge into the lake.

EAGLES.—­While at the Mauzhe-ma-gwoos River, Lieut.  Clary captured a couple of young eagles, by letting his men cut down a large pine.  One of the birds had a wing broken in falling.  They were of the bald-headed kind, to which the Chippewas apply the term Megizzi, or barker.  He also got a young mink from an Indian called Wabeno.  The men also caught some trout in that river, for which it is remarkable.

At two o’clock the wind had somewhat abated, so as to allow us to take the lake, and we reached and entered the Ontonagon River at half past four o’clock.  Mr. Johnston with the store canoe, and Lieut.  Clary with his boat, came in successively with colors flying. Kon-te-ka, the chief, and his band saluted us with several rounds of musketry from the opposite shore.  Afterwards they crossed to our camp, and the usual exchange of ceremonies and civilities took place.  In a speech from the chief he complained much of hunger, and presented his band as objects of charitable notice.  I explained to him the pacific object of my journey, and the route to be pursued, and requested the efficient co-operation of himself and his band in putting a stop to war parties, referring particularly to that by Kewaynokwut in 1824, which, although raised against the Sioux, had murdered Finley and his men at Lake Pepin.  This party was raised on the sources of the Ontonagon and Chippewa.  I told him how impossible it was that his Great Father