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SATANSTOE; OR, THE LITTLEPAGE MANUSCRIPTS
our encampment; which consisted of coverings made of the branches of trees, with leaves and skins for our beds. Next day, however, Traverse fi nding the position favourable for his work, he determined to select the spot as head-quarters; and we all set about the erection of a log-house, in which we might seek a shelter in the event of a storm, and where we might deposit our implements, spare ammunition, and such stores as we had brought with us on our backs. As everybody worked with good-will at the erection of this rude building, and the labourers were very expert with the axe, we had it nearly complete by the setting of the next day’s sun. Traverse chose the place because the water was abundant, and good, and because a small knoll was near the spring, that was cov­ered with young pines that were about fourteen or fi fteen inches in diameter, while they grew to the height of near a hundred feet, with few branches, and straight as the On­ondago. These trees were felled, cut into lengths of twenty and thirty feet, notched at the ends, and rolled alternately on each other, so as to enclose an area that was one-third lon­ger than it was wide. The notches were deep, and brought the logs within two or three inches of each other; and the in­terstices were fi lled with pieces of riven chestnut, a wood that splits easily and in straight lines; which pieces were driven hard into their beds, so as to exclude the winds and the rains. As the weather was warm, and the building somewhat airy at the best, we cut no windows, though we had a narrow door in the centre of one of the longer sides. For a roof we used the bark of the hemlock, which, at that season, came off in
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large pieces, and which was laid on sticks, raised to the de­sired elevation by means of a ridge pole.
All this was making no more than one of the common log­houses of the new settlements, though in a more hurried and a less artifi cial manner than was usual. We had no chimney, for our cooking could be done in the open air; and less atten­tion was paid to the general fi nish of the work, than might have been the case had we expected to pass the winter there. The fl oor was somewhat rude, but it had the effect of raising us from the ground, and giving us perfectly dry lodgings; an ad­vantage not always obtained in the woods. It was composed of logs roughly squared on three sides, and placed on sleepers. To my surprise, Traverse directed a door to be made of riven logs, that were pinned together with cross-pieces, and which was hung on the usual wooden hinges. When I spoke of this as unnecessary labour, occupying two men an entire day to com­plete, he reminded me that we were much in advance from the settlements; that an active war was being waged around us, and that the agents of the French had been very busy among our own tribes, while those in Canada often pushed their war-parties far within our borders. He had always found a great satisfaction, as well as security, in having a sort of cita­del to retreat to, when on these exposed surveys; and he never neglected the necessary precaution, when he fancied him­self in the least danger.
We were quite a week in completing our house; though, after the fi rst day, neither the surveyor nor his chain-bearers troubled themselves with the labour, any further than to make an occasional suggestion. Traverse and his men went to
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work in their own pursuit, running lines to divide the patent into its great lots, each of which was made to contain a thou­sand acres. It should be mentioned that all the surveys, in that day, were made on the most liberal scale, our forty thousand acres turning out, in the end, to amount to quite three thou­sand more. So it was with the subdivisions of the Patent, each of which was found to be of more than the nominal dimensions. Blazed trees, and records cut into the bark, served to indicate the lines, while a map went on pari passu with the labour, the fi eld-book containing a description of each lot, in order that the proprietor of the estate might have some notions of the nature of its soil and surface, as well as of the quality and sizes of the trees it bore.
The original surveyors, those on whose labours the pat­ent of the King was granted, had a comparatively trifl ing duty to perform. So long as they gave a reasonably accurate outline of an area that would contain forty thousand acres of land, more or less, and did not trespass on any prior grant, no material harm could be done, there being no scarcity of sur­face in the colony; but, Mr. Traverse had to descend to a little more particularity. It is true, he ran out his hundreds of acres daily, duly marking his corners and blazing his line trees, but something very like a summer’s work lay before him. This he understood, and his proceedings were as methodical and de­liberate as the nature of his situation required.
In a very few days, things had gotten fairly in train, and everybody was employed in some manner that was found to be useful. The surveying party was making a very satisfactory progress, running out their great lots between sun and sun,
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while Dirck and myself made the notes concerning their qual­ity, under the dictation of Mr. Traverse. Guert did little besides shoot and fi sh, keeping our larder well supplied with trout, pigeons, squirrels, and such other game as the season would allow, occasionally knocking over something in the shape of poor venison. The hunters brought us their share of eatables also; and we did well enough, in this particular, more espe­cially is trout proved to be very abundant. Yaap, or Jaap, as I shall call him in future, and Pete, performed domestic duty, acting as scullions and cooks, though the fi rst was much bet­ter fi tted to perform the service of a forester. The two Indians did little else, for the fi rst fortnight, but come and go between Ravensnest and Mooseridge, carrying missives and acting as guides to the hunters, who went through once or twice within that period, to bring us out supplies of fl our, groceries, and other similar necessaries; no inducement being able to pre­vail on the Indians to carry anything that approached a bur­then, either in weight or appearance.
The surveying party did not always return to the hut at night, but it ‘camped out,’ as they called it, whenever the work led them to a distance on the other side of the tract. Mr. Tra­verse had chosen his position for head-quarters more in refer­ence to its proximity to the settlement at Ravensnest, than in reference to its position on the Patent. It was suffi ciently cen­tral to the latter, as regarded a north and south line, but was altogether on the western side of the property. As his surveys extended east, therefore, he was often carried too far from the building to return to it each night, though his absences never extended beyond the evening of the third day. In conse-
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quence of this arrangement, his people were enabled to carry the food they required without inconvenience, for the periods they were away, coming back for fresh supplies as the lines brought them west again. Sundays were strictly observed by us all, as days of rest; a respect to the day that is not always observed in the forest; he who is in the solitude of the woods, like him who roams athwart the wastes of the ocean, often forgetting that the spirit of the Creator is abroad equally on the ocean and on the land, ready to receive that homage of his creatures, which is a tribute due to benefi cence without bounds, a holiness that is spotless, and a truth that is inherent.
As Jumper, or the Trackless, returned from his constantly recurring visits to our neighbours, we young men waited with impatience for the letter that the messenger was certain to bear. This letter was sometimes written by Herman Mordaunt himself, but oftener by Anneke, or Mary Wallace. It was ad­dressed to no one by name, but uniformly bore the super­scription of ‘To the Hermits of Mooseridge;’ nor was there anything in the language to betray any particular attention to either of the party. We might have liked it better, perhaps, could we have received epistles that were a little more point­ed in this particular; but those we actually got were much too precious to leave any serious grounds of complaint. One from Herman Mordaunt reached us on the evening of the second Saturday, when our whole party was at home, and assembled at supper. It was brought in by the Trackless, and, among other matters, contained this paragraph:
«We learn that things hourly assume a more serious as­pect with the armies. Our troops are pushing north, in large
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bodies, and the French are said to be reinforcing. Living as we do, out of the direct line of march, and fully thirty miles in the rear of the old battle-grounds, I should feel no apprehen­sion, were it not for a report I hear, that the woods are full of Indians. I very well know that such a report invariably accom­panies the near approach of hostilities in the frontier settle­ments, and is to be received with many grains of allowance; but it seems so probable the French should push their sav­ages on this fl ank of our army, to annoy it on the advance, that, I confess, the rumour has some infl uence on my feelings. We have been fortifying still more; and I would advise you not to neglect such a precaution altogether. The Canadian Indians are said to be more subtle than our own; nor is government altogether without the apprehension that our own have been tampered with. It was said at Albany, that much French silver had been seen in the hands of the people of the Six Nations; and that even French blankets, knives, and tomahawks, were more plentiful among them than might be accounted for by the ordinary plunder of their warfare. One of your runners, the man who is called the Trackless, is said to live out of his own tribe; and such Indians are always to be suspected. Their absence is sometimes owing to reasons that are creditable; but far oftener to those that are not. It may be well to have an eye on the conduct of this man. After all, we are in the hands of a be­nefi cent and gracious God, and we know how often his mercy has saved us, on occasions more trying than this!»
This letter was read several times, among ourselves, in­cluding Mr. Traverse. As the oi polloi of our party were eating out of ear-shot, and the Indians had left us, it naturally in-
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duced a conversation that turned on the risks we ran, and on the probability of Susquesus’s being false.
«As for the rumour that the woods are full of Indians», the surveyor quietly observed, «it is very much as Herman Mordaunt says – there is never a blanket seen, but fame mag­nifi es it into a whole bale. There is danger to be apprehended from savages, I will allow, but not one-half that the settlers ordinarily imagine. As for the French, they are likely to need all their savages at Ty; for, they tell me Gen. Abercrombie will go against them with three men to their one».
«With that superiority, at least», I answered; «but, after all, would not a sagacious offi cer be likely to annoy his fl ank, in the manner here mentioned?»
«We are every mile of forty to the eastward of the line of march; and why should parties keep so distant from their enemies?»
«Even such a supposition would place our foes between us and our friends; no very comfortable consideration, of itself. But, what think you of this hint concerning the Onondago?»
«There may be truth in that – more than in the report that the woods are full of savages. It is usually a bad sign when an Indian quits his tribe; and this runner of ours is certainly an Onondago; that I know, for the fellow has twice refused rum. Bread he will take, as often as offered; but rum has not wet his lips, since I have seen him, offered in fair weather or foul».
«T’at is a bad sign» – put in Guert, a little dogmatically for him. «T’e man t’at refuses his glass, in good company, has com-
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monly something wrong in his morals. I always keep clear of such chaps».
Poor Guert! – How true that was, and what an infl uence the opinion had on his character and habits. As for the Indian, I could not judge him so harshly. There was something in his countenance that disposed me to put confi dence in him, at the very moment his cold, abstracted manners – cold and ab­stracted even for a red-skin in pale-face company – created doubts and distrust.
«Certainly, nothing is easier than for a man in his situa­tion to sell us», I answered, after a short pause, «if he be so disposed. But, what could the French gain by cutting off a par­ty as peaceably employed as this? It can be of no moment to them, whether Mooseridge be surveyed into lots this year, or the next».
«Quite true; and I am of opinion that Mons. Montcalm is very indifferent whether it be ever surveyed at all», returned Traverse, who was an intelligent and tolerably educated man. «You forget, however, Mr. Littlepage, that both parties offer such things as premiums on scalps. A Huron may not care about our lines, corners, and marked trees; but he does care, a great deal, whether he is to go home with an empty string, or with half-a-dozen human scalps at his girdle».
I observed that Dirck thrust his fi ngers through his bushy hair, and that his usually placid countenance assumed an in­dignant and semi-ferocious appearance. A little amused at this, I walked towards the log on which Susquesus was seated, hav­ing ended his meal, in silent thought.
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«What news do you bring us from the red-coats, Trackless?» I asked, with as much of an air of indifference as I could as­sume. «Are they out in suffi cient numbers to eat the French?»
«Look at leaves; count ‘em;» answered the Indian.
«Yes, I know they are in force; but, what are the red-skins about? Is the hatchet buried, among the Six Nations, that you are satisfi ed with being a runner, when scalps may be had near Ticonderoga?»
«Susquesus Onondago» – the red-man replied, laying a strong emphasis on the name of his tribe. «No Mohawk blood run in him. His people no dig up hatchet, this summer».
«Why not, Trackless? You are allies of the Yengeese, and ought to give us your aid, when it is wanted».
«Count leaves – count Yengeese. Too much for one army. No want Onondago».
«That may be true, possibly, for we are certainly very strong. But, how is it with the woods – are they altogether clear of red-skins, in times as troublesome as these?»
Susquesus looked grave, but he made no answer. Still, he did not endeavour to avoid the keen look I fastened on his face, but sat composed, rigid, and gazing before him. Knowing the uselessness of attempting to get anything out of an Indian, when he was indisposed to be communicative, I thought it wis­est to change the discourse. This I did by making a few general inquiries as to the state of the streams, all of which were an­swered, when I walked away.
CHAPTER XXII
«Fear not, till Birnam Wood
Shall come to Dunsinane».
Macbeth.
I cannot say I was quite satisfi ed with the manner of Susque­sus; nor, on the other hand, was I absolutely uneasy. All might be well; and, if it were not, the power of this man to injure us could not be very great. A new occurrence, however, raised very unpleasant doubts of his honesty. Jumper being out on a hunt, the Onondago was sent across to Ravensnest the next trip, out of his turn; but, instead of returning, as had been the practice of both, the next day, we saw no more of him for near a fortnight. As we talked over this sudden and unexpect­ed disappearance, we came to the conclusion, that, perceiving he was distrusted, the fellow had deserted, and would be seen no more. During his absence, we paid a visit to Ravensnest ourselves, spending two or three happy days with the girls, whom we found delighted with the wildness of their abode, and as happy as innocence, health, and ceaseless interest in the forest and its habits, could make them. Herman Mordaunt, having fortifi ed his house suffi ciently, as he fancied, to re­move all danger of an assault, returned with us to Mooseridge,
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