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attfcI was left untied; but I passed a night sleeplessand full of wretchedness. My bed was thebare ground, and I was again reduced to anold shirt as my entire apparel; the blanketwhich I had received through the generosityof- M. Cuchoise having been taken from meamong the Ottawa when they seized uponmyself and the others at Wagoshense. I was,besides, in want of food, having for two daysate nothing.I confess that in the canoe with the ChipewaI was offered bread but bread withwhat accompaniment! They had a loaf whichthey cut with the same knives that they hademployed in the massacre knives stillcovered with blood. The blood they moistenedwith spittle, and rubbingit on the breadoffered this for food to their prisoners, tellingthem to eat the blood of their countrymen.Such was my situation on the morning ofthe seventh of June, in the year one thousandseven hundred and sixty-three; but a few hoursproduced an event which gavestill a new colorto my lot.Toward noon, when the great war chief,in company with Wenniway, was seated atthe opposite end of the lodge, my friend andbrother, Wawatam, suddenly came in.Duringthe four days preceding I had often wonderedwhat had become of him. In passing by hegave me his hand, but went immediately towardthe great chief by the side of whom99