In May, 1831, we bid adieu to our friends in Rochester, and taking passage to Buffalo on a canal boat, we arrived in due time, and from whence we sailed for Port Stanley, or as it is sometimes called, Kettle Creek.

It took a week to make this trip, which, with favorable wind might have been made in two days.

The mouth of the creek makes a safe harbor at that place, where there is also a dock, one ware-house and several farm houses.

The place was then very wild and picturesque in its appearance; we did not stop long, however, to admire its beauty, but engaged a farmer to take us on to London.
Ten miles on our way, and we came to a newly laid out village, called St.
Thomas, from whence we pursued our journey through a new country to London, where we arrived tired and hungry, and put up for the night with a Mr.Faden.There I purchased a span of horses for one hundred and fifty dollars, and putting them before a new lumber wagon brought on from Rochester, we started for our wild and new home in good spirits, at which we arrived in good time.
The colony was comprised of some fourteen or fifteen families, and numbered some over fifty persons in all.

The first business done after my arrival, was to appoint a board of managers, to take the general oversight of all the public business of the colony.