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Lamonica is the second among them to go on trial. MUNCIE -- A couple and their five children have filed a lawsuit against a Muncie pastor, his church and Ontario Systems, where he also works, alleging the clergyman sexually abused the children. Jackson St. Named as defendants along with Kidd and Ontario Systems, where Kidd works as a product director, are the national and state organizations of the United Pentecostal Church.

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Marie at the time in , shared his thoughts on learning of the local child sex abuse allegations and how as the new Bishop of Alexandria-Cornwall he dealt with established diocesan policies on the subject. August 29, Clergy in crisis: Forget Father Ted When the Catholic Archbishop of Dublin, Diarmuid Martin, solemnly ordained this year's crop of new priests in his diocese last month, he called them all by their first names.

This did not involve any great feat of memory on his part since there were, after all, only three of them. Michael, Richard and Dan are the only newly ordained priests for Dublin's million-plus Catholics. The tiny number is an ominous indication that Ireland, which once exported Catholic clergy around the world, is running out of priests. The manpower crisis for the Irish church is one which may well change its fundamental character. A new order is taking shape in which congregations will be sharing power with an ageing, shrinking priesthood.

The faithful are now being invited not simply to be passively supportive, but to help rescue a church in deep trouble. This will represent a huge change for a country which the Rev Ian Paisley used to denounce as "priest-ridden". The settlements were reached in June and will go to the victims or their estates, said attorney James Murphy, who represented the church. Three men -- Marc Banville, Donald Leighton and Christopher Young -- sued the diocese starting in alleging they were abused as children by Roman Catholic priests.

A San Francisco radio host billed by his station as the "Lion of the Left" was sentenced yesterday to seven years of prison on a charge of e-mailing images of child pornography. Bernie Ward, a former Catholic priest who is now married with four children, hosted a Sunday radio program called "God Talk" on San Francisco-area radio station KGO-AM and another program on weeknights devoted to news and politics. According to several reports, Ward earned his "Lion of the Left" nickname for his outspoken and staunchly liberal viewpoints. Ward came under FBI investigation last year after a woman with whom he exchanged sexually explicit Internet messages called police, reporting that Ward had sent her a photograph of children engaged in a sex act.

Bay Area television station KTVU-TV reported the FBI used 19 transcribed pages of Ward's conversation with the woman and a search of Ward's computer records in their investigation, leading to the discovery of dozens of child pornography photos. The Associated Press reported some of the images were of children as young as three, while others portrayed masochistic scenes of children bound and gagged.

The transcripts also revealed that Ward confessed being sexually aroused by his own children. One of the prayers in the Catholic Church asks forgiveness for the sinful things people do, and also what they fail to do. The actual damages may be for lasting effects of the sexual abuse Wisniewski suffered when he was a child at the hands of the Rev. Raymond Kownacki. The punitive damages may be for the abuse of power by the diocesan hierarchy. Rather than call the police or remove Kownacki from the ministry to protect Wisniewski and other children, they moved Kownacki from parish to unsuspecting parish.

The jury also ruled the diocese fraudulently concealed the records of the abuse. This trial makes the Catholic Church and its priests look bad. But most priests are good -- men who have never abused a child and who are also appalled with the hierarchy's failure to protect children. Those priests need the public's support now more than ever.

The Rev. Justin's Episcopal Church in Canton. A diocesan committee will investigate, assisted by a lawyer. The SNAP people know it's going to be an ugly scene, being Our Lady of the Pillar parishioners sent more than 2, letters of support to Ramirez's presiding judge and the church is almost all-Mexican, and Mexican Catholics are the biggest sheep in the Diocese of Orange sex-abuse scandal after Mater Dei grads. The other night while strolling with a friend in midtown Manhattan I chanced to pass by Covenant House, a charitable institution that helps runaway youths. I remembered that I had once given money to the institution, before the disgrace that enveloped its founder, Rev.

Bruce Ritter, in As this affair was a precursor of the pedophile scandals that have since rocked the Catholic church in America, it is worth reviewing the circumstances. A member of the Franciscan order, Rev. To further his work he founded Covenant House in Father Ritter's work was held in high esteem by the public, the news media, a multitude of donors, and by president George H. Bush, who cited it as one of his "thousand points of light.

After a heated trial -- which included an appearance on the stand by the diocese's former ordinary, now Archbishop Wilton Gregory of Atlanta -- plaintiffs' attorneys said they expected the diocese to appeal the judgment. She said that the move was made because there was a shortage of priests in the diocese, adding that "the needs of parishes such as Merrion Road are changing", the parish priest was retiring and the Opus Dei priests could provide a wide range of services. Bernie Ward, the year-old former Roman Catholic priest and former San Francisco radio talk show host, was sentenced yesterday to seven years in prison under accusations of distributing child pornography.

The trial began in May and the defendant pleaded guilty. The whole incident started in December when the child pornography indictment was made public. At the time, Bernie Ward was hosting a nightly radio show and the station was forced to let him go as soon as the news hit the tabloids. The police was called in by a Stanislaus County woman who used to exchange explicit Internet messages with him. Unfortunately for Ward, he took it too far and sent the woman a photo of two children engaged in a sexual act.

She was extremely upset and outraged by the image and she immediately announced the authorities. In addition to the call, she also helped the police with copies of their conversations, revealing some very disturbing details such as his excitement when his daughter entered the bathroom while he was showering.

AMITE — The Hosanna Church child-rape trial defendant is the former leader of a Christian cult with congregants who veered from mainstream charismatic teachings by focusing on prophetically inspired public confessions and by vomiting in order to cast out demons of sin, three defense witnesses testified Thursday. Their testimony in the trial of Louis D. Louis Post-Dispatch. Another former altar boy — from the same Salem, Ill. That lawsuit is awaiting trial in Belleville.

The lawsuit says Kownacki repeatedly sexually assaulted the boy for three years, starting in at St. Theresa's in Salem. Further, the suit says Kownacki was shuffled from parish to parish while diocesan officials knew he was a risk to underage boys and girls. Shamaun Beas has been charged with second-degree criminal sexual conduct for an incident with a person under the age of 13 in Kent County. Beas is currently serving five to 20 years in prison for Internet sex crimes that occurred in in Macomb County.

At the time, he was serving an internship as an associate pastor at St.

Patrick's Church in Portland in Ionia County. John H. Mulholland, who was assistant pastor at St. John Mulholland, a former Roman Catholic priest who was the subject of a charge of sexual abuse of a minor in , has been granted his request to be removed from the priesthood. The Philadelphia Archdiocese said that after the charge was received, Muhlolland's ministry was restricted. The Archdiocese investigated the accusation, which later was substantiated.

Eugene LaRocque left the Cornwall Public Inquiry with an apology for the city and a promise to keep its residents in his prayers. Reading from a prepared statement, LaRocque said he never intended to hurt anyone during his tenure with the Alexandria-Cornwall Roman Catholic Diocese. About 60 people sang songs, chanted slogans, and waved signs in support of Dunlop, the former Cornwall cop who has been in jail since March for refusing to testify at the Cornwall Public Inquiry. Belleville attorney Mike Weilmuenster says he has filed suit on behalf of a second man who claims he was sexually abused by the Reverend Raymond Kownacki decades ago.

Mulholland's official removal from clerical duties comes three years after he was named in the Philadelphia District Attorney's grand jury report alleging that he and several other priests sexually abused children. Belleville attorney Mike Weilmuenster, who represented James Wisniewski, 47 of Champaign, and his partner Steve Wigginton are handling a second, nearly identical lawsuit alleging sexual abuse by the same priest, the Rev. The case also would be tried in St. Clair County Circuit Court and again names the diocese as defendant. The second case is filed under "John Doe" as plaintiff and involves a former altar boy from St.

Theresa's Parish in Salem. While Wisniewski was about 13 when he began to be sexually molested by Kownacki at St. Theresa's, the unnamed plaintiff was 12 when the priest allegedly began molesting him in , according to court documents. By that time, Wisniewski has testified, Kownacki had lost interest in him as a target. Last Updated: Thursday, August 28, CBC News About 50 people shouted and waved placards outside the Cornwall Public Inquiry Thursday to protest the treatment of a man who refused to testify before the commission and demand his release from jail.

Perry Dunlop, a former Cornwall police officer, is in Toronto serving a six-month sentence for a civil conviction of contempt of court. He is to be sentenced next Wednesday for a criminal conviction of contempt of court. The inquiry is looking into how authorities responded to allegations that young people were abused in Cornwall by more than a dozen men from the s to the s. He handed the complaint to the Children's Aid Society against orders from his superiors, leading to an OPP investigation. Dunlop was charged and found guilty of contempt of court in the fall of after he was summoned by the inquiry from his home in B.

He said he believed the inquiry is not about finding the truth and he had lost faith in a justice system that treated him as a bad guy. The Reverand Shamaun Beas, a native of Pakistan, is facing up to 15 years in prison on a molestation charge. He was supposed to be spreading the word of God, instead Beas is behind bars these days with a shocking rap sheet of sex crimes. Now he will stand trial on charges that he molested two young girls while he was a priest at the Holy Family parish in Sparta.

A year-old former priest is already facing 33 charges, and police are continuing their investigation. A civil suit filed against Faith United Baptist Church in O'Fallon alleges a youth minister "initiated sexual contact and impregnated" a minor who had attended the church with her family for eight years. According to the complaint filed Aug. Clair County Circuit Court, the church and co-defendant Pastor Willie Brown allegedly knew that Youth Minister Terrance Jenkins allegedly "committed separate and unrelated acts of sexual abuse with other members of the church, including an unknown 9 year old girl while in the employ of Faith United Baptist Church.

The suit claims the church had actual knowledge or should have known that Jenkins was under initial investigation for sexual abuse on or about November Ward, 57, pleaded guilty to the felony charge in May and admitted sending between 15 and pornographic images by e-mail, which he maintained were for a research project. Chief U. District Judge Vaughn Walker in San Francisco imposed a sentence of seven years and three months, rejecting a defense plea for the minimum five-year term required by federal law.

Prosecutors had sought a nine-year term. Noting Ward's background as a former Roman Catholic priest who discussed child molestation in the church on his radio programs, the judge said he was troubled that Ward didn't "seek treatment, seek help" when he "encountered his own predilection" for child pornography. Former KGO radio host Bernie Ward, tranformed from a popular liberal voice on the local airwaves to pariah, was sentenced today to seven years and three months in federal prison for distributing child pornography on the Internet.

Marshals by noon Friday to begin his prison term. Before the sentence was handed down, Ward spoke briefly, telling the judge, "I regret the harm this has caused my family, my friends, and this community. Ward declined to comment after the hearing, where his family and friends sat in the gallery, his wife and son in the front row clutching each others' hands. Ward hugged his family when he emerged from the courtroom and walked away with his lawyer.

The following Question and Answer session poses and addresses some of the questions that have most frequently been asked. A: Bishop Finn : In accord with Canon law, I am required to work closely with the Board of Consultors and the Diocesan Finance Council to plan for the diocese, particularly in financial matters. Among other responsibilities, these boards assist me in developing and adopting our annual budget. The decision to reach a settlement with these individuals was made in close consultation with both boards. I also sought their counsel on how to meet the obligations of the settlement.

A: Owing to prudent stewardship of resources, it will not be necessary for us to make special requests to fund this settlement. The cases filed over the last two years include 47 complaints against 10 priests and two members of religious orders. They relate to incidents of abuse taking place between the early s and early s. At an August 20 press conference, Bishop Finn spoke of his compassion for the "victims of this behavior" and said, "We apologize for the fully unacceptable behavior that prompted these lawsuits to be brought against the Diocese of Kansas City-St.

Over the past two weeks, I have had the opportunity to speak on behalf of our Diocese to individuals harmed by our clergy or former clergy. I have offered an apology to them, and before our whole community, for the fully unacceptable behavior that prompted serious grievances to be brought against the Diocese of Kansas City-St. With compassion for the victims of this behavior and with sadness over any failure by the Diocese to serve as a proper steward of safety and security for our young people and our parishioners, I expressed a sense of institutional accountability for these sad events.

In reaching a settlement with lawyers representing the families involved in these cases, we took painstaking steps to fully vet all issues. Thoroughness was the hallmark of this process, and the agreement represented a resolution of all existing claims against the Diocese and the individual clergy named. The settlement proceeds are to be divided among 47 plaintiffs by means of an independent and binding arbitration process.

Based on advice from legal counsel and on prayerful reflection over this most difficult matter, I believe that this settlement, while costly, is a responsible resolution for these individuals and their families and in the best interest of the Diocese. Elsewhere in The Catholic Key today I explain where this money comes from and how it will affect the Diocese.

Former radio talk show host Bernie Ward was sentenced in federal court in San Francisco today to seven years and three months in prison for sending child pornography over the Internet. District Judge Vaughn Walker called the case a "personal tragedy" and said Ward has many laudable achievements related to his charitable work. But the judge said he was troubled that Ward, a former Roman Catholic priest who crusaded against molestation of children, didn't seek help for his predilection toward pornography.

A jury St. Clair County, Ill. Group: Ill. The Philadelphia Archdioscese announced the removal of a priest who served in several Philadelphia area churches including Norristown and Warrington due to sexual abuse allegations. Mulholland has been under restrictions since a allegation of sexual abuse involving a minor, according to the release. The allegation was found to be substantiated since then. Text of the press release:. Mulholland to be removed from the clerical state was granted.

In , an allegation of sexual abuse involving a minor by John Mulholland was reported to the Archdiocese of Philadelphia, and his ministry was restricted. The Archdiocese of Philadelphia investigated the allegation, which was subsequently substantiated, and he sought removal from the clerical state. What is religon about? My heart is heavy this morning because of a collision of many factors. I wonder what exactly is the heart of religion? What is the point? What does God want from us? I sometimes wish I did not know the things I know about the world.

I have traveled around the world, helping missionaries in developing nations help the people they serve stave off starvation and try to get out of the abject poverty that grinds them into the dust. The photo to the right is one I took recently in a clinic in Haiti. I read in the paper this morning two news articles. Duncan had made of his sexually abusing, torturing and hanging Dylan. What is the world like that created such a person? And what must it have been like to see this videotape? And in what way does killing one more person do anything but make the world more murderous?

Closer to home, the Belleville News-Democrat informs me of the case against the Catholic Diocese of Belleville that has just resulted in a 5 million dollar settlement against the Diocese from a man who had been sexually abused by a priest after the diocese had known of multiple similar allegations against him and yet transferred him without warning his new parishes.

Now I am really sad. First, sad for these victims. Then sad for those involved who now must see how their actions contributed to the problem. When I attended my first meeting of the U. And then there was I, a religion writer for the Houston Chronicle who had no idea of what was going on. Back then, the man who headed the press office for the bishops was Russell Shaw, always a helpful soul when I needed guidance on what was what.

His new book, "Nothing to Hide: Secrecy, Communication and the Communion in the Catholic Church," is an amazing read, considering the author was in the belly of the beast for 18 years. His beef: Despite extravagant promises made in in the aftermath of the clergy sex-abuse scandal, the doings of the U. Catholic Church are as impenetrable as ever. A case in point: the twice-yearly bishops' business meetings.


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The school at the center of child-sex allegations, St Stanislaus College in Bathurst, New South Wales, Australia has removed a newsletter recommending Penthouse magazine as recommended reading for teenage boys. On the schools website, the newsletter has been replaced by a copy which omits these comments. In the same newsletter, principal of the college John Edwards informs the school community that The Daily Telegraph had contacted him regarding sex abuse allegations.

Stephen Joseph Wade broke his silence yesterday through lawyer Mark Walsh to say he now held concerns about a former priest from the school who is facing 33 child sex charges. Wade served 15 months for his own sex attack on a then Year 7 student in , which was around the same time Brian Spillane, 65, from Riverwood, is alleged to have committed the offences.

The woman, now 49, for the first time Wednesday confronted the man accused of assaulting her, pointing toward him in Walworth County Court, saying he had sex with her 34 years ago when she was 15 and Russell J. Lesser, 63, Bryson City, N. Shamaun Beas, 39, on Wednesday was ordered to stand trial in Kent County Circuit Court on two counts of fourth-degree criminal sexual conduct. If convicted, he faces up to 15 years in prison.

Beas earlier had worked out a plea deal to exchange a guilty plea for the alleged molestation of one of the sisters for a one-year jail sentence. But a Circuit Court judge last month rejected that deal -- and Beas then took back his guilty plea -- sending the case against the Pakistan native back to Rockford District Court. Of course, the bishop may have been born into money or made a bundle before entering Holy Orders. On the other hand, do the people of the Allentown diocese know of these three properties? Do they care?

Are there any hungry people in Allentown that could be helped if the bishop sold one or two or all three of the properties and gave the money to the poor? Just when you thought it couldn't get any worse, there was some absolutely jaw-dropping testimony yesterday in a clergy sex abuse case trial currently underway in St. Clair County, Illinois. James Wisniewski, 47, is suing the Belleville, Illinois Diocese for for damages arising out of the years of sexual abuse committed upon him by Rev.

Raymond Kownacki in the 's. Wisniewski has testified that Kownacki abused him some times over a 5 year period beginning in Wisniewski further testified that Kownacki told him that the church "condoned" sexual abuse of minors and that if Wisniewski told anyone about the abuse, Kownacki would kill the boy's parents and ruin their business.

To drive home the point, Kownacki showed Wisniewski a handgun. In addition, there has been evidence that Kownacki raped a 16 year old girl and aborted her fetus with his hands. Lamonica said on the witness stand Wednesday that his thoughts of being raped by his father and others are fuzzy because he made them up. Lamonica, 49, of Hammond, on trial for the aggravated rape of his two sons, is a former pastor of the now-defunct Hosanna Church in Ponchatoula.

Seven members of the Hosanna Church congregation were indicted in on charges of sexually abusing three children. Teachers are on a collision course with the Catholic Church over the future control of new primary schools. The Church will today launch a strong defence of denominational schools, but the Irish National Teachers Organisation INTO says separate schools for different faiths are not needed in new areas. It is the first major public disagreement about who will run the up to new schools which will open over the next decade, catering for , additional pupils.

For Catholics in Northeastern Wisconsin, a new era begins today. And because members of the faith are so numerous here, today's events are likely to have a wide-ranging impact. For the past eight years, Ricken has served that role for the Diocese of Wyoming, in the Rocky Mountain territory where he has spent most of his life.


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    Who: Survivors of sex abuse and clergy abuse, family members or survivors and supporters from the community. Investigation into incidents of sexual assault ongoing ST. Clair County Journal. Clair County Sheriff's Department continues to investigate a former volunteer with connections to an area youth ministry after a second round of sexual assault charges were leveled against him on Aug.

    Terrance Jenkins, 36, of East St. Louis, was charged in connection with the August sexual assault of a year-old girl. The most recent charges come on the heels of a July 23 arrest of Jenkins for the alleged sexual abuse of a 7-year-old girl in December Steve Johnson of the St. Clair County Sheriff's Department. I can't say much more than that. I'm not allowed to comment on evidence nor can I say more about the victims. With a bravado he showed during his trial, Wood, 58, the former senior pastor at the now-defunct Ambassador Baptist Church, said he "enjoyed jail" outside court after his sentencing hearing yesterday.

    A police probe into the claims involves three former staff, St Stanislaus College principal John Edwards says. A year-old former priest at the private school is facing 33 charges, following allegations of a paedophile ring comprising priests and teachers at the school during the s. For decades many Orange parents have sent their sons to the all-boys college in Bathurst, as weekly boarders or travelling daily by bus. The jury found that the diocese conspired to hush sex abuse allegations and allowed the priest free rein in the diocese — even after, court records show, church officials knew he couldn't control his sexual urges toward young boys and girls.

    A five-man, seven-woman panel had deliberated for 16 hours over three days when Judge Matthew Katz received a note at noon saying, "We do not agree and can no longer proceed. Question — how do we proceed? Mistrial is declared in Vt. It was a legal victory for the church, but Bishop Salvatore Matano, the spiritual leader of Vermont's , Catholics, stopped short of calling it a relief. The case of a former altar boy allegedly molested by a priest in the late s was declared a mistrial Wednesday by Judge Matthew Katz after the jury signaled that it was unable to come up with a verdict following 16 hours of deliberation.

    Joseph Rossner of Essex Junction, who served as the jury foreman, said in an interview later Wednesday that the panel tried several different ways to compromise on a verdict, without success. Raymond Kownacki sexually abused him and other youths and that top officials of the Belleville Diocese covered it up for decades. James Wisniewski, 47, of Champaign, was awarded damages in a civil trial resulting from a lawsuit he brought in It alleged that when Wisniewski was a year-old altar boy at St.

    Theresa's Parish in Salem in , his pastor, Kownacki, began repeated sexual abuse that spanned five years. A year-old former priest has been charged with 33 counts of sexual assault and gross acts of indecency on five juveniles, aged between 10 and The man has faced court and is scheduled to reappear next month. Since then, more people have come forward alleging similar assaults by a paedophile ring comprising priests and teachers.

    Father Devitt stressed the alleged assaults happened during the s and 80s and police were not looking into anything in the current day. The Geelong resident, who is known by his middle name, pleaded guilty to six counts of committing an indecent act with a child under 16, committing an indecent act with a child aged 16 or 17 who was under his care, procuring a child to make pornography, and producing and possessing child pornography.

    A former altar boy's sex abuse lawsuit seeking millions in damages from the Vermont Roman Catholic Diocese ended Wednesday with a hung jury and a mistrial. Members of the jury say they all agreed that the diocese should pay damages to the former altar boy who was molested by a Vermont priest 30 years ago.

    But the jurors could not agree on the amount. The jury returned to the courtroom Wednesday afternoon after announcing they were irrevocably stalemated and unable to reach a verdict after 16 hours of deliberation over three days. Thirty-three charges have already been laid against year-old former priest Brian Joseph Spillane, a teacher at the school during this time. Spillane was charged in May and has been granted conditional bail. He will appear in Bathurst Local Court on September Police yesterday confirmed they were speaking to 13 people who had contacted them with allegations they were victims of abuse.

    However, they would not rule out the possibility of others also coming forward as their investigations widen. A year-old former priest at the Catholic private school is facing 33 charges following investigations into allegations of a paedophile ring comprising priests and teachers at the school during the s.

    He said yesterday he never had any idea, or heard any rumours, of the allegations which have surfaced. Clair County jury is deliberating the case of a man suing the Diocese of Belleville over sexual abuse he says he suffered at the hands of a priest in the s.

    What's taken place is that a search warrant was served on the school in early July that listed the names of a number of former students and the names of three former staff members. We've assisted police in their enquiries in this matter. St Stanislaus College in the New South Wales country city of Bathurst has promised full co-operation in a police investigation that so far includes allegations of abuse of 13 former students in the s.

    Edwards confirmed allegations of late-night sexual abuse committed during prayers and chanting, and said he had passed internet material received several years ago to the police. Former priest Brian Joseph Spillane, 65, appeared in Bathurst Local Court in July charged with 33 offences, including sexual intercourse with boys aged 10 to 16 under his authority, six counts of sexual intercourse with students aged 11, 12 and 13, and other offences involving gross indecency.

    After about 16 hours of deliberations over three days, jurors said Wednesday they were hopelessly deadlocked. James Wisniewski, 47, of Champaign, is suing the Diocese of Belleville for psychological damage he alleges was caused by sexual abuse beginning in when he was about 13 that was inflicted by the Rev.

    Circuit Judge Lloyd Cueto explained instructions to the jury of 12 with two alternates. The case is expected to be given to the jury today. The man, now a year-old Waitsfield resident claims he suffered sexual abuse as a child. He says the church failed to adequately supervise Reverend Edward Paquette and that Paquette molested him up to 50 times when he was a fourth-grade altar boy at Christ the King church in Burlington in the s. Judge Matthew Katz this morning had suggested jurors consider how much it would award in punitive damages before it worked out compensatory damages.

    The judge's suggestion was opposed by attorneys for the plaintiff and the Diocese. Jerome O'Neill, who represents the plaintiff in the case, declined to elaborate. Kaveh Shahi, an attorney for the Diocese, said he suspected a mistrial would be declared if the jury failed to make progress. THE police sex crimes squad has been called in to investigate a flood of new abuse claims involving St Stanislaus College as a former college boarder subjected to horrific late-night prayer sessions told his story yesterday.

    Dallas McInerney, 35, condemned the Bathurst school - which only this week was allegedly encouraging its students to read Penthouse magazines - for retaining the Vincentian Fathers as governors while police investigated claims up to four staff were involved in abuse of students. School principal John Edwards confirmed yesterday the school was served with two warrants on July 2, with the names of three former staff members listed under the title "accused" and that the police were seeking documents and material from the school which was referred to as a crime scene.

    I've assisted people in bringing complaints about all manner of religious organisations and groups - from Catholic dioceses to Anglican, Jewish organisations and Lutheran Synods. Most people would be familiar with the US Catholic Church scandal uncovered in the Archdioscese of Boston involving a secret settlement of child molestation claims against at least 70 Catholic priests. The story made world headlines with some calling it the worst crisis in the Catholic Church in years.

    Contrary to what most believe, most victims were known only to their attorneys and the church. Those plus cases in Boston were, for the most part, not public. Staff A mistrial has been declared in the case of a former altar boy who sued the Diocese of Burlington over sexual abuse he claimed happened to him while he was a boy. The jury deliberation began Monday afternoon, continued throughout the day Tuesday and resumed this morning at a. A chaplain and a teacher, he officiated at school Masses, led the pupils in prayer and gave them religious guidance. One alleged victim, who completed year 7 at the well-known Catholic boarding school in before being expelled, blew the whistle on year-old Spillane's alleged sex offences.

    The pelican, swan, brant and cormorant are the largest of the varieties that annually visit it. On its shores may be found the elk, deer and bear. Beavers were formerly abundant, but they have in a great measure disappeared. The mink and muskrat afford now the principal items of its fine furs. Such a lake in the midst of a hunting and trapping country is always considered a place of importance, and nearly a hundred years ago Canadian fur traders came through the forests and over the lakes and rivers from Montreal to establish a trading post at this point.

    The day after our arrival the agency was thrown into a state of excitement by the announcement that Major Ruffe was en route to Lake Winnibegoshish by way of Leech Lake, and that he was expected to make his advent on the afternoon of the following day. Major Ruffe was untiring in his efforts to relieve the monotony of our sojourn at the Agency, and to render our condition as agreeable as possible while within the boundary of his dominions. Through conversations with this genial officer I learned much of the pioneer history of the post, and the attempts to civilize the Pillagers, as the Leech Lake Indians are styled.

    This tribe seems to have seceded from the other Chippewas many hundred years ago, and to have assumed the responsibility of defending this portion of the Chippewa border. They "passed armed before their brethren" in their march westward. Their geographical position was such as to compel them to be always on the alert and in every emergency, of which they have encountered no inconsiderable number, they have shown themselves capable of defending their chosen position, and on many trying occasions have won admiration as brave and active warriors.

    Thoroughly accustomed to the practices of the forces, they have achieved many triumphs over their powerful enemies, the Sioux. With a valor seldom equaled and never surpassed, the Pillagers, with smaller numbers, have, on occasions neither few nor unimportant, fallen upon their enemies and vanquished them with a resolution characteristic of Spartan heroes. It is not easy on the part of the Government to repress the feelings of hostility which have so long existed, and to convince them that they have lived into an age when milder maxims furnish the basis of wise action.

    Pacific counsels fall with little power upon a people situated so remote from every good influence, and who cannot perceive in the restless spirit of their enemies any safeguard for the continuance of a peace, however formally it may have been concluded. The fact was adverted to by one of their chiefs, who observed that they were compelled to fight in self-defence. Although the Sioux had made a solemn treaty of peace with them at Tipisagi in , they were attacked by them that very year, and almost yearly since had sustained insidious or open attacks.

    There is indeed a remarkable uniformity in the external habits of all our Northern Indians. The necessity of changing their camps often, to procure game or fish, the wants of domesticated animals, the general dependence on wild rice and the custom of journeying in canoes, have produced a general similarity of life. And it is emphatically a life of want and vicissitude.

    There is. It was a subject of much regret that my arrival at Leech Lake was at a season when the Pillagers were away upon their annual hunting and fishing excursions. Their absence from the Agency, was a serious obstacle in the way of our further progress. Being compelled to take the final step in my expedition to the source of the Mississippi from this point, it was important that I should complete my equipment by securing an interpreter, reliable guides and birch-bark canoes. Conversations with Flat Month, head chief of the Chippewas, developed the fact that he knew of but one Indian in the Chippewa country who had actually traversed the region which I was about to explore, and that he was then visiting some friends near Lake.

    Satisfied that Chenowagesic would prove indispensable to the success of my expedition, I decided to await his return to the Agency. The tedium of my sojourn at Leech Lake was broken by a dinner with Flat Mouth, a visit to the missionary, and conversations with Paul Beaulieu concerning the source of the Mississippi. Although for many years I had been much among the natives of the forest, my dinner with Flat Mouth was the first instance of a meal with Indian royalty.

    Flat Mouth, the present ruler of the Pillagers, is a descendant of Aish-ki-bug-ekozh, the most famous of all the Chippewa chiefs. He is stalwart in appearance, and is endowed with talents which certainly entitle him to this distinction. Having accepted his invitation to dinner, I went to his residence at the appointed hour, accompanied by my brother.

    I found him living in a comfortable log-house of two rooms, well floored and roofed, with a couple of small glass windows. A plain board table stood in the centre of the front room, upon which the dinner was spread. Pine board benches were placed on each side of the table and at the ends.

    We followed the example of our host in sitting down. Five other persons, including his wife, were admitted to the meal. The others White Cloud, chief of the Mississippis, and three Chippewa sub-chiefs. The wife of Flat Mouth sat on his left and waited upon him and those whom he had invited. Teacups and teaspoons of plain manufacture were carefully arranged, the number corresponding exactly with.

    I was much gratified on this occasion by the presence of White Cloud, whom I had frequently been told was the most respectable man in the Chippewa country, and if the term has reference to his intellectual faculties and the power of reaching correct deductions from known premises, and the effect which these have had on his standing and influence with his own tribe, it is not misplaced.

    Shrewdness and quickness of perception most of the chiefs possess; but there is more of the character of common-sense and practical reflection in White Cloud's remarks than I remember to have noticed in any of the chiefs of my acquaintance. In early life this chief was both warrior and counselor, and these distinctions he held not from any hereditary right, but from the force of his own genius. I found him most agreeable in conversation and well informed upon those subjects which were of most interest to him. The sentiments to which he gave expression were such as would naturally occur to a mind which had possessed itself of facts and was quite capable of discussing them.

    His bearing was grave and dignified, and his oratory such as to render him popular wherever heard. While at dinner the room became filled with Indians, apparently the relatives and intimate friends of Flat. He expressed regret that his white brothers had been so long in ignorance of the source of the Mississippi, and said, although he had not himself seen the head of the Great River, there were many braves of his tribe who were familiar with its location.

    He hoped I had come thoroughly prepared to explore the country beyond Lake Itasca, and that I would not return to my friends until I had found the true source of the Father of Waters. Continuing, he said: "I am told that Chenowagesic, the Chippewa warrior, will accompany you. He is a good hunter and a faithful guide. He can supply you with game, and paddle your canoe. The Chippewas are your friends, and will give you shelter in their wigwams.

    Edwin Benedict as soon as you reach Leech Lake," was the last injunction I received on leaving Brainerd. Benedict is one of the five missionaries of the Episcopal Church on the Chippewa Reservation, and holds his commission from Bishop Whipple, of Minnesota. With this pleasant gentleman I spent the greater share of my time while at the Agency, when not engaged in preparations for my journey. The courtesy of a civilized bed, and a table with paper, pens and ink, were luxuries which will not soon pass from my memory.

    Paul Beaulieu, the half-breed interpreter to Major Ruffe, possesses a fund of information concerning the Upper Mississippi, which cannot be consistently ignored by those who are in pursuit of its mysterious. Beaulieu deserves more than a passing mention, as he is a man of large experience, and is well known throughout Minnesota, and in some circles throughout the country. His father was a Frenchman, and his mother an Indian. He received a liberal education partly in the Government school at Mackinaw and partly at Montreal.

    He crossed the continent with the Stevens party on the first Northern Pacific survey, and rendered such valuable services that he was presented a testimonial in recognition of his efficiency. Beaulieu had a theory of his own regarding the source of the Mississippi, based upon the stories of Indians of his acquaintance. Referring to this subject, he said that to the west of Lake Itasca there was another lake, the outlet of which unites with the stream from the former lake, and which contributes a much larger volume of water at the junction than the outlet of Itasca.

    He therefore assumed that this nameless and almost unknown lake was the true source of the Mississippi. In corroboration of the Beaulieu theory, Major Ruffe said that he had heard the same idea expressed by a number of old Indian voyageurs. It will thus be seen that there was a great diversity of opinion among the best informed authorities as to the actual source of the Great River. UPON the return of Chenowagesic and other Indians a council was held, and requested to delineate maps of the country, and to furnish an interpreter, guides and canoes.

    Chenowagesic said: "My brother, the country you are going to visit is my hunting ground. I have hunted there many years, and planted corn on the shores of Lake Itasca. My father, now an old man, remembers the first white chief who came to look for the source of the Great River. But, my brother, no white man has yet seen the head of the Father of Waters. I will myself furnish the maps you have called for, and will guide you onward. There are many lakes and rivers in the way, but the waters are favorable. I will talk with my friends about the canoes, and see who will step forward to furnish them.

    My own canoe shall be one of the number. But a few hours were required to complete the maps, and on the following morning, July seventeenth, three Chippewas, including Chenowagesic, brought each a canoe and laid it down on the shore of the lake. One other Chippewa expressed a willingness to. A large number of Indians, most of whom were the relatives and friends of our guides, assembled near the point from which we had decided to launch.

    The wind blew briskly from the North, making the surface of the lake quite rough for canoe navigation, and it was with some distrust that we stepped gingerly into the canoes and took our appointed positions at the imminent risk of capsizing them by our awkwardness. The Indian guides took their places at the stern, with instructions to act as pilots. Benedict, who accompanied me to the place of embarkation, now stepped to the water's edge, and seizing the stern of my canoe, gave us the launch.

    A waving of hats by way of farewell to those who had come down to the shore to see us off, and our birchen fleet got under way and glided out into the deep water of the lake, propelled by the lusty strokes of the voyageurs , and our own faint attempts in the same direction. An hour's vigorous paddling took us across the arm of the lake on which the Agency is situated, and then a short portage over a point of land brought us to a much larger body of water, where the wind and the waves had a sweep of from fifteen to twenty miles.

    We coasted along the shore for some distance, and then headed directly across the lake for the mouth of the Kabekanka River. The waves ran high, and our canoes rose lightly on them, sinking again with a swash into the trough, and splashing the water over our bows. Gradually we became somewhat accustomed. Between two and three hours of persistent work with our paddles brought us to an inlet through which the Kabekanka empties; and, forcing our way through the rushes, with which its mouth is filled, we ascended the stream, and at about eleven o'clock came upon a small lake formed by an expansion of the river.

    Paddling to the upper end of it, we landed, and, having built a fire, had our first meal in the open air. Re-embarking, we continued our course up the Kabekanka. As we ascended, the river became narrower and swifter, and the wild rice which at first filled its shallow bed gave place to snags and driftwood, through which it was almost impossible to force our canoes.

    We had nearly reached the conclusion that we could go no farther in the canoes, when we came to what seemed to be a pond of still water filled with rushes. This pond, we soon discovered, was the outlet of a large and beautiful lake not less than seven miles long, into whose tranquil waters we burst with a shout of gladness. The sun was now well down towards the western horizon, and the question of supper and a camp-ground began to agitate the minds of my companions. Continuing our course, we paddled slowly up the lake, trolling for fish as we prospected for a suitable spot on which to pitch our tents.

    A model camp-ground was soon located on a bluff near the lake, wooded with Norway pines, and sloping rather abruptly to the water. Our trolling was rewarded with a fine mess of pickerel; so we landed at once, and the fire of our first camp was soon crackling merrily. The guides prepared supper, while my brother and Paine pitched tents and swung their hammocks among the pines.

    The zest with which we relished our supper of fish, enhanced by the addition of canned dainties from the civilized world, can readily be imagined; and as we smoked the pipe of contentment under the shelter of the grand old pines, we felt that the hardships which had been predicted for our voyage had been greatly magnified. After discussing the events of the day, we retired to our tents, or rather were driven thither by clouds of mosquitoes which, ignoring the smoke of our camp-fire, began their onslaughts as soon as the light of day disappeared.

    Paine attempted to find peaceful slumber in his hammock, but was soon sung and stung into a hasty retreat to the tent which George had, with some care, made mosquito-proof. A grand mosquito serenade was now inaugurated, which continued without interruption until the sun appeared above the lake. Fortunate, indeed, for us that we were beyond their reach. We struck tents at break of day on the morning of July eighteenth, and, launching our canoes, paddled to the upper end of the lake, where we disembarked and had breakfast.

    Learning from Chenowagesic that the Indians had no name for this beautiful body of water, I designated it "Garfield" in honor of our President, James Abram Garfield. Following the lead of our guides, we shouldered our guns and kept up as best we could, for their pace at times increased almost to a run. The undergrowth was so dense that we could not see where to put our feet, and were only guided by the white bottoms of the canoes in front of us. On we went, up hill and down, over logs and through bogs, barking our shins, scratching our faces on the rough limbs, panting for breath, the perspiration flowing in rivulets from every pore, and bitten by countless mosquitoes, until it seemed that we could proceed no farther; still the guides trotted along with their burdens, showing not the least sign of fatigue.

    At last, however, as we were about to drop from sheer exhaustion, the guides halted and deposited packs and canoes on the ground, rolled out from under them, and, after a smile at us, began picking blueberries which were found in great abundance near by. As for myself and white companions, we threw ourselves down almost breathless, without even energy enough to fight the mosquitoes. Eager to reach higher ground, we again shouldered our luggage, and were soon on the trail following in the footsteps of Chenowagesic.

    Pushing rapidly forward, we gained the top of a hill at eleven o'clock, where we halted for rest and refreshment. Being out of mosquito range in this elevated region, we spent a few hours very pleasantly while the guides served dinner and carried the canoes and luggage forward to the next lake. As soon as we were sufficiently recovered from the fatigues of the morning, we returned to the trail which had been our line of march since leaving Lake Garfield. On descending the hill we were again beset by clouds of mosquitoes — in short, to parody Tennyson, there were.

    A few rods from the foot of the hill we came to a lake, the first of a chain of five lakes having for their outlet a small river known to the Indians as the Gabekanazeba, which in Chippewa means portage. Once more on the water, we pulled through three lakes alternated by as many portages, and at night encamped on the shore of a fourth lake.

    On the following morning we were astir at dawn. Had breakfast at sunrise, and by seven o'clock were again in our canoes paddling toward Itasca. The fifth and last of the portage chain was reached at ten o'clock. Learning from my guides that these beautiful lakes had never before, to their knowledge, been seen by white men, I named them successively Bayard, Stoneman, Pleasanton, Custer and Kilpatrick, as a tribute to the. After crossing Lake Kilpatrick another string of portages was encountered, aggregating for the day no less than eight, alternating with as many lakes, all small, some of them being little more than ponds, except three which terminate the portage chain.

    Continuing my cavalry column, I named these three lakes, which are fine bodies of water, successively Gregg, Davies and Sheridan; after General Gregg of Pennsylvania, under whom I served for a short period during the Gettysburg campaign; General Davies of New York, on whose recommendation I received my first commission, and who rose from the rank of a major in my old regiment, the Harris Light Cavalry, to that of major-general and the command of the Cavalry Corps under Grant; and after that true knight of cavalry, Lieutenant-General Philip Henry Sheridan, hero of Cedar Creek and Five Forks.

    We crossed this lake at a point where its width is about five miles, and carried our canoes to the summit of a narrow strip of land which separates it from another lake of less than half its size. Here, as else where during our journey and voyage through Minnesota, we found blueberries in great abundance, and it was with much difficulty that I persuaded my companions to perform their duties before they had satisfied their carvings for this delicious fruit. As soon as we had decided upon a camp-ground, Paine and Chenowagesic pitched tents, my brother launched his canoe in quest of fish, while Moses Lagard, the interpreter, and his half-brother Sebatise prepared supper.

    After attending to the duties of the camp, I went down to the lake which we had just crossed, and strolled along the white sand beach of its western shore. Tracks of the wolf and deer were frequently seen in the sand — the first evidences of wild game in our journey. Retracing my steps I met George, who was just returning with a fine mess of bass, which, with corned beef and a small quantity of bread supplied by Lagard, afforded us an excellent meal, which all were fully prepared to enjoy.

    The mosquitoes, our inveterate enemies, did not neglect us here. On the contrary, they began their nightly orgies upon the going down of the sun; whereupon we dampened the ardor of their spirits in a measure by throwing a cordon of subdued fires entirely around our little camp at intervals of from ten to fifteen feet.

    We now enjoyed the alternative of enduring the smoke within the camp or fighting the mosquitoes without. Next morning we had breakfast at five o'clock, struck tents at six, and a few moments later launched our canoes upon the beautiful lake which is a companion to the one we had crossed the previous evening. The first and largest of these lakes I called George, after my brother George, of Chicago, who accompanied me from Brainerd to the source of the Mississippi and thence to La Crosse in my descent of the river; the other I named Paine, after my constant companion,.

    Crossing Lake Paine, we made another portage of half a mile, which brought us to a small river known among the Chippewas as the Naiwa. Chenowagesic explained that the Naiwa was a stream of considerable length, having its origin in a lake which is infested with snakes, to which its name has reference. This lake I called Chenowagesic, after my faithful guide, and its outlet, the Naiwa, I denominated Lagard River, in honor of our interpreter.

    We descended Lagard River between five and six miles, and then portaged westward to another small river, with which it unites a few miles below. We found the new stream more decidedly marshy in the character of its shores, but not presenting in its plants or trees anything to distinguish it particularly from the Lagard.

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    The water is still and pond-like. It presents some small areas of wild rice, and appears to be a favorite resort for the duck and teal, which frequently rose up before us, and were aroused again and again by our progress. Four hours of energetic paddling brought us to the foot of a lake where we halted a few moments to survey.

    This lake presents a broad border of aquatic plants with somewhat blackish waters. It is the recipient of two brooks and may be considered as the source of the Eastern fork of the Mississippi. We were about twenty minutes in traversing this lake, which I named Elvira, in memory of my eldest sister. Entering one of the brooks at its southern end we paddled up stream about thirty or forty rods, when we appeared to be involved in a morass where it seemed difficult either to make the land or advance further.

    In this we were not mistaken. Chenowagesic soon pushed his canoe into the rushes and exclaimed: "Oma mikunna" — here is the portage. A man who is called on for the first time to debark in such a place will cast about for some dry spot to put his feet upon. No such spot, however, existed here.

    We stepped into rather warm pond-water, with a miry bottom. After wading a hundred yards or more the soil became firm, and we began to ascend a slight elevation, where the growth partook more of the character of a forest. Traces of a path appeared here, and we suddenly entered an opening which afforded an eligible place for landing. Evidences of former fires, the bones of birds, and scattered camp-poles indicated that it had previously been visited by Indians, whose migratory and undomesticated habits are of a character to create in the mind a suspicion of their determination never to become civilized and stationary.

    The sun was rapidly sinking behind the hills as we readied dry land, and being nearly exhausted by the portages of the day, and in want of refreshment, a camp-ground was at once decided upon, and preparations for supper begun. It was at this point that we first discovered a deficiency in our supply of rations. At the outset we counted largely upon our fire-arms and fishing-tackle to reinforce our bacon and canned meats; thus far, however, but one duck had been killed, and, as compared with our former estimates, but few fish had been caught. Then, as a climax to our embarrassments, my brother had the misfortune to lose the rolling hooks and nearly all the ammunition while passing through a bog in the last portage.

    Much powder and ball had also been consumed by my white companions, who sought to test their marksmanship upon every animate object along our line of march. A strict adherence to truth compels me to. We were now not less than seven days from the trading post at Cass Lake, and with only about two days' rations.

    Not even an Indian could be found in that lonely region with whom to parley for food. It may be safely concluded that before we retired to our tents that night we looked our project squarely in the face. Despatch in our onward progress was earnestly recommended. An equal distribution of rations, and the most rigid economy in the use of ammunition, was also insisted upon. A dense fog which completely enveloped the swamp in our immediate front prevented our getting upon the trail until seven o'clock in the morning of July twenty-first, and it was even then impossible to distinguish objects at a distance of twenty yards.

    While waiting for the fog to raise, a small flock of pigeons dropped into the tops of some tall pines near by. George and Paine were inclined to observe their usual practice of discharging their fire-arms; but, as I considered the pigeons out of range, I reminded them that no more ammunition could be thrown away upon uncertainties.

    The distance from the eastern to the western branch of the Mississippi is between six and seven miles. Beginning in a marsh the portage soon reaches a slight elevation covered with a growth of cedar, spruce, white pine and tamarack; then plunges into a swamp matted with fallen trees, obscured by moss. From the swamp the trail emerges upon dry ground, whence it soon ascends an elevation of oceanic sand, presenting boulders and bearing pines.

    There is then another. Chenowagesic led the way while crossing this highland, followed by the other guides, each carrying as usual a canoe and a portion of the luggage. George, Paine and myself moved forward on the trail in Indian file. As soon as all were in motion we pushed rapidly along, stopping occasionally for rest. The Chippewas denominate each of these stops opugidjewinon, or a place of putting down the burden.

    Thirteen of these halts were given by Chenowagesic as the distance to Lake Itasca. The trail is often obscured by a dense undergrowth, and requires the precision of an Indian eye to detect it. Even the guide was sometimes disconcerted, and went forward to explore. About midway of the portage we came to a small lake, into which we quickly put the canoes and pulled for the opposite shore.

    The route beyond was more obstructed by underbrush. To avoid this we waded through the margins of a couple of ponds, near which we observed old camp-poles, indicating former journeys of the Chippewas. On turning out of a thicket at the foot of the last elevation, between three and four o'clock in the afternoon, our longing eyes rested upon the waters of Lake Itasca. A few moments later we were floating on its placid bosom, and, after a pull of between two and three miles, reached Schoolcraft Island. This island derives its name from Henry Rowe Schoolcraft, who discovered Itasca in , and located it as the source of the Mississippi.

    Hitherto the claim of Schoolcraft has been unquestioned, and for half a century Lake Itasca has enjoyed the honor of standing at the head of the Father of Waters. The island is about three-quarters of an acre in extent, and so densely studded with undergrowth that we experienced much difficulty in clearing a place for our tents. We found here but two or three trees worthy of notice, the most prominent of which was a tall, gray pine, and on this Paine blazed our names and the date of our encampment.

    Itasca is in every respect a beautiful lake, between five and six miles in length, and from one-fourth to. Schoolcraft tells us that the word Itasca is derived from the mythological and necromantic notions of the Chippewas concerning the origin and mutations of the country. We were in no condition to enjoy our delightful surroundings at this point, in consequence of the reduced state of our supplies. Determined upon a thorough exploration of the region adjacent to Lake Itasca, we were now confronted with a subject for serious consideration.

    We were at least six days from the nearest post of relief, and entirely out of rations, with the exception of a small piece of bacon and a few pounds of flour. The trolling-hooks were lost, and there were but sixty-five rounds of ammunition left. In this dilemma my white companions favored exploration.

    The Indians preferred an immediate descent of the river. THE exhausting portages of July twenty-first, between the east and west forks of the Mississippi, prepared us for a sleep which even the Minnesota mosquitoes could not disturb, and which was not broken until long after the sun was glinting upon us through the trees on the morning of the twenty-second.

    Although I had cautioned the guides to awaken me at dawn, I found them snoring lustily at six o'clock. As soon as all were astir, Chenowagesic and the Lagards prepared breakfast. George struck tents and rolled the blankets, while Paine busied himself with an article for the Saint Paul Pioneer Press, descriptive of our voyage to Lake Itasca. But little ceremony was observed at breakfast, which was served with a due regard to our scant rations, and consisted of a small slice of bacon and a "flap-jack," each of very meagre dimensions.

    Notwithstanding the fact that we were now confronted with empty haversacks and nearly depleted cartridge boxes, my companions were still eager to follow my lead in the work of exploration beyond Itasca, which, from the beginning, had been the. During our encampment on the island Chenowagesic again reminded me that he had planted corn there many years before, and that his wigwam once stood near the spot where we had pitched our tents.

    He also repeated what he had told me before launching the canoes at Leech Lake, that the region about Lake Itasca was his limiting ground, and that he was thoroughly acquainted with all the rivers, lakes and ponds within a hundred miles.

    He further said that Paul Beaulieu was in error concerning the source of the Great River, and led me to conclude that the primal reservoir was above and beyond Itasca, and that this lake was simply an expansion of the Missisippi, as are Bemidji, Cass, Winnibegoshish, Pepin and several others.

    Fully convinced that the statements of Chenowagesic were entirely trustworthy, and knowing from past experience that he was perfectly reliable as a guide, we put our canoes into the water at eight o'clock, and at once began coasting Itasca for its feeders. We found the outlets of six small streams, two having well-defined mouths, and four filtering.

    Although perfectly familiar with the topography of the country, and entirely confident that he could lead us to the beautiful lake which he had so often described, Chenowagesic was for several moments greatly disturbed by the net-work of rushes in which we found ourselves temporarily entangled.

    Leaping from his canoe, he pushed the rushes right and left with his paddle, and soon, to our great delight, threw up his hands and gave a characteristic "Chippewa yell," thereby signifying that he had found the object of his search. Returning, he seized the bow of my canoe, and pulled it after him through the rushes out into the clear, glistening waters of the infant Mississippi, which, at the point of entering Itasca, is seven feet wide, and from twelve to fifteen inches deep.

    Lusty work with our paddles for half an hour brought us to a blockade of fallen timber. Determined to float in my canoe upon the surface of the lake towards which we were paddling, I directed the guides to remove the obstructions, and continued to urge the canoes rapidly forward, although opposed by a strong and constantly increasing current. Sometimes we found it necessary to lift the canoes over logs, and occasionally to remove diminutive sand-bars from the bed of the stream with our paddles.

    As we neared the head of this primal section of the mighty river, we could readily touch both shores with our hands at. Every paddle stroke seemed to increase the ardor with which we were carried forward. The desire to see the actual source of a river so celebrated as the Mississippi, whose mouth had been reached nearly two centuries before, was doubtless the impelling motive. In their eagerness to obtain the first view of the beautiful lake toward which we were paddling, and greatly annoyed by the slow progress made in the canoes, my brother and Paine stepped ashore and proposed a race to the crest of the hill which Chenowagesic told them overhung the lake.

    To this proposition of my companions I made objection, and insisted that all should see the goal of our expedition from the canoes. What had long been sought at last appeared suddenly. On pulling and pushing our way through a net-work of rushes, similar to the one encountered on leaving Itasca, the cheering sight of a transparent body of water burst upon our view.

    A few moments later, and our little flotilla of three canoes was put in motion, headed for a small promontory which we discovered at the opposite end of the lake. We paddled slowly across one of the most pure and tranquil bodies of water of which it is possible to conceive. Same as Vatican Scholars would have access to private Catholic libraries.

    Possibly even the alleged Vatican Secret Library. Not sure why it's always called secret, when everyone knows about it, and it's no longer in the Vatican. I, myself have had the privilege to view books in private libraries, I have never come across elsewhere. One did suddenly appear in paperback in Wolters use of unidentified "Masonic Scholars" is nothing more than a weak attempt to add some sort of legitimacy to his latest fantasies. He has completely rejected mainstream qualified people in favor of any crackpot that agrees with his unsubstantiated rubbish. Look at the qualifications of Terry Tilton that Raparee has provided for example.

    Wolter thinks people will buy his crap research if he can hide it under some sort of Masonic umbrella of legitimacy. Jim i find myself agreeing with you more, and more every day. I may have went over-the-top on the Mormon angle but, she was deflecting, and it was imperative to throw her off. I have books no one else has. It means nothing. Other people have books no one else has. People who call themselves "Vatican Scholars" or "Vatican Researchers" are generally pompous asses who belong to one or more neo-chivalric associations who signed up on a clipboard.

    The sky must be falling. This is the third time I agree with you. Either, I'm going to get struck by lightning, or win the Powerball. I shall run in a zigzag pattern to the gas station. I probably shouldn't go near pumps. This could be a set up. Masonic Scholars: No science, languages, etc. No classes or curriculum, just pick some books from a list and viola, you too can become a "Masonic Scholar". I did not know that about Masonry. In a way, this reminds me of my first trip to a gentleman's club. It's amazing what some people are willing to do for a dollar. I wonder the cost of faking 3 pages, as opposed to 20 volumes.

    Anyone know the going rate for lamb skin? I'm not talking about those. This includes his "proof" that the KRS must be over years old because the biotite a type of mica on the surface of the carved runes had completely weathered away. Problem is there never was any biotite to actually weather away. Wolters dating of the KRS is a sham and a joke. Jim, Thank you for the links!

    I'm going to need some time to digest the information. My last Geology course was over 20 years ago.

    When you look at Prof. Weiblens report don't forget to remember Wolters recent comment to me where he willfully lies. Wieblen did not review thin sections, he performed one micro-probe analysis on the weathered top surface. To no one's surprise, he found no mica's. Jim, After reading Mr. Colavito's review of his Akhenaten book, I have completely changed my mind. I'll give just three reasons. The double-headed eagle is a symbol for Ninurta, the son of Enlil.

    This symbol predates the Hittites. The idea of monotheistic dualism can be traced to Zecharia Sitchin. He literally coined the term. The St Louis Arch is indeed a sexual symbol. I know for a fact Wolter got this idea from Alan Butler. I can no longer prove it due to Yahoo deleting my email account. I gave this idea to Butler via private email in To me, it seems like the purpose of some sites is to mine the public for information.

    I would like to hear the story about why Yahoo deleted your email account. Know what's also a sexual symbol? Every railroad tunnel ever. And Parkay Margarine, "spread'n'ready". What is the Capitol Dome but a huge breast with an Indian shaped nipple yes, the goddess Columbia blah blah? Fun fact: the Statue of Liberty was constructed without undergarments.

    Don't even get me started on the Grand Canyon. But what did it take to get Yahoo to delete your account? ACDD, St. Columba is the constellation Orion. Columbia seems to refer to the feminine aspect of said constellation. I am aware of the breast too. Same thing has been sad about the Egyptian pyramids. Again Orion pops up.

    Sign of the Widow There is quite a bit of symbolism encompassed within the archway. The Arch is also a Chevron Can you see the circle? If you are, whom I think you might be, you should know the answer to your question. My answer is I am still not sure. Badger used it in in his Zoroastrianism and Judaism. I do not assert that this is the first use of the term. Even without research, Sitchin and anyone who relies on him can reliably be contradicted on anything whatsoever.

    I can't speak with certainty about anything pre when my power of reading manifested. I don't rely on Sitchin for anything. He must not have been aware of the Astronomer Priests tracking orbits other than the planets. Interesting books at the time. Finally, only 3 years in the making, we have what many have been seeking - a "review" of Wolter's geological work on the KRS by a Wolter qualified geologist, hereafter to be referred to as a "peer review". Certainly this highly definitive and rigorous "peer review" puts the exclamation point on settling the issue for all time.

    That was a peer review? Somehow I feel disappointed. I haven't even posed a question, but already I see the heavy hand of censorship on only the third person to comment. Its probably pointless to ask a pointed question, so I'll hang back for now. Calcite, biotite, soil PH balance, I'm sure Wolters versions of his reports that this fellow saw are as censored as his blog comments. Well, someone ought to ask for a complete litany of all the chemical, mechanical and environmental processes the rock had been exposed to over the last hundred years or so and how it would affect his judgment if unknown.

    A nice read refuting all the bogus claims about Henry Sinclair. Very funny scene on Curse of Oak Island last night where the Cremona Documents made a guest appearance. It would seem that Zena Halpern's son needed to clear out all her crap from the townhouse They packed it all up and hauled it away in a trailer. To be continued! Great, Wolter will be choked with jealousy, he has been dirting Oak Island at every opportunity. I really do wonder if Zena's son sold all that junk, or just gave it away to be on tv.

    Either way, he looked happy that it was gone. I would say, what could it possibly be worth? Given such precedent, 10K would have to be the opening bid. And who knows Hence his disappointment with his late contemporary's "work". I wonder who gets to "vet" Zena's mountainous stacks of notes, books and documents. That has "career" written all over it for someone like Barkhouse, instead of his role of nodding sagely every once and a while.

    I see Wolters geologist buddy has added some more meat, including photos, to his "peer review" in Wolters latest blog entry. Oops bumped the reply button accidentally Continued: That's right, the biotite that Walter claims all weathered away and cannot be found on the exterior of the KRS seems to be all over the place!! What's going on? Can't get their story straight?

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    Bearing in mind that when the much more credible Dr. Wieblen examined the core sample he found no biotite in the interior of the stone at all!! Wolters main point for the dating of the KRS carving is the lack weathered away of biotite on the surface of the KRS including especially the carved areas Dr. Wieblen found no biotite at all, making Wolter wrong. Wolters new geologist buddy finds biotite on the outside surface of the KRS,,,, making Wolter wrong again. I'm thinking of Dr. Wieblen as being the only one out of the three as credible. You know, I read Ms. Muir's book and she clearly states in the introduction that it's very possible that the journals were copied during the Civil War to preserve what they said.

    True, it doesn't take a genius to copy something, but it does take someone who is literate and in the s, those people were far and few between in Greene Co. They're a bunch of high hillbillies, and I love them all! And yes they took them to qualified experts in Scotland. That was said too in the book, but OH! Quit beating a dead dog and wait for them to come up with artifacts. That's what I'm waiting for! Henry Sinclair left no journals. He wasn't a Knight Templar and none of the above went to the New World.

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