The Stone was the first one known to us by his song; for every one, almost, that entered sang his song, to which those (the Indians) on the outside would keep chorus. A vast number entered. I verily believe upward of an hundred [did so], for upwards of that number of times the frame shook back and forwards, and very smartly, as if to fall. And among the first were some truly terrible characters. I have almost entirely converted myself from these foolish ideas of ghosts and hobgoblins, but I assure you in truth that I more than once felt very uneasy.
The Ice entered. He made a noise extremely resembling that made by a person shivering with cold, loud, and hoarse and liquid.
The Devil himself also entered in propria persona, in a very authoritative and commanding manner. I assure you there was no laughing nor gigling outside. All the time he sang and spoke.
The Turtle spoke as an old, jocular man. "I hate the French, for in their travels, when they find me, they kill me and eat me. I shall answer none of their questions." But this was a joke, for he laughed.
"Speak out, Turtle! Speak out louder that we hear thee!" said those without.
"I would too," replied he, "but my voice is so strong I must contract it thus, otherwise ye could not endure the sound of it. Stop!" continued he, "I must imitate the drunk!" which he did to the great diversion of us all. And [he] concluded with snoring, the natural end of all drunken feasts, and then became quiet.
On which another voice (which I also perfectly heard and understood as well [as] the Turtle herself [sic]) cried out, "See! See if she does not look like a frog stretched out!" and this raised a proper laugh both in and out.
The Dog entered, and spoke perfectly plain and [distinctly], and with a more elegant and harmonious voice [than] I ever heard in my life.
Bears of three or four different sorts, the Horse, Moose, Skeletons, spirits of departed and still living friends entered. But none but the latter and above mentioned were to be understood by any but the conjurer himself.
On the entering of one, "That is my (adopted) Son." said an Indian seated by me, and called out his name to which he readily answered besides questions. This young man and a girl, both living, spoke very plain[ly] (you must observe that it is not their bodies, but their souls or spirits that enter). [There were] children almost at the instant of birth, dwarfs, giants. But this latter did make a noise indeed.