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radical changes in political opinion, are as remarkable, new philosophy sedulously sought to obliterate every though not quite so rapid, as the revolutions of fashion trace of its existence, by the abolition of institutions in the cut of a coat or the maxims of etiquette. Take which had prevailed for twenty centuries. The sabbath religion: its state and condition how surprisingly dif- was changed into the decade, and the surplus of five ferent at different times!! Let us go back somewhat days, which were thus left in the year, were called in more than a century. In the 46th number of Addison's the republican calendar the sans cullot lès! The contaSpectator of the date of April 1717, we have the fol- gion of infidelity spread far beyond the limits of the lowing letter illustrative of the state of things at that new republic. It was smuggled into the American day.

States, with the extravagancies of Jacobin principles,

which received too ready an admission from the vota“Sir, I am one of those unhappy men that are ries of rational liberty among us. The effect was plagued with a gospel gossip, so common among the dissenters. Lectures in the morning, church meetings correspondent. The religious institutions of the land at noon and preparation sermons at night, take up so withered at the touch of that great pollution. Relimuch of her time, it is very rare she knows what we gion was not only neglected but mocked at and deshave for dinner, unless when the preachers are to be at pised; and though the benign spirit of our institutions it. If at any time I have her company alone, she is a forbade persecution in its most odious forms, yet the mere sermon pop-gun repeating and discharging texts, proofs and applications so perpetually, that the noise bigotry of skepticism—not more tolerant than the big. in my head will not let me sleep till towards morning. otry of the fanatic, looked with contempt and contumely The misery of my case is great, and great numbers of on the scanty few, who still were followers of the cross, such sufferers plead for your pity and speedy relief, and faithful to their divine master through good and otherwise we must expect in a little time to be lec- evil repute. Again a change has come over the face tured, preached and prayed into want, unless the hap of things. The reign of skepticism has been short, piness of being sooner talked to death prevent it. Yours, &c.

R, G." and religion has once more resumed her sway. The

pendulum has made a complete vibration, and we are Who would not think that this letter was written in now, as in the days of Addison, in danger of falling into these our own times, which exhibit occasionally, at the opposite extreme of “gospel gossiping." what are called “revivals,” the same inveterate spirit I tremble to think that these mutations in human of church going and “gospel gossips ?” And yet how affairs are destined sooner or later to sap our politinumerous have been the ebbs and flows of fanaticism cal institutions. The Auctuations of opinion on the and even of “pure religion and undefiled,” since the subject of forms of government already begin to show day when Addison, the gifted champion of christianity, themselves among us. Not only are there those who, thought it necessary to chastise the excesses of its vo- weary of the Union, would willingly go back to the taries by his ingenious and amusing satire. I remember wretched system of independent states, or throw themwell the decorous solemnities of the church more than selves upon the protection of a feeble confederacy, but fifty years ago and the respectful deference which was there are others in whom fretfulness at the triumph of paid to all its ministers. I remember well the punc- political adversaries inspires a doubt of the success quality with which upon my knees at the lap of al of our experiment in representative democracy, and sainted mother, my hands were lifted up, morning and prompts a secret sigh for institutions like those of the evening, to the giver of all good, in my little prayers. father land. These you may occasionally hear gloomily Then came the tempest of the French revolution. It suggesting that a people never can be happy under a swept away religion as with a besom.* It struck government like this, and that our rights would be more down the ancient monarchy with all its appendages, secure and our prosperity less interrupted under the and the ecclesiastical state, which clung to it like a pa- rule of Nicholas or Napoleon, or the gentle reign of the rasitical plant, went with it. But as sometimes hap-young Victoria. God forbid that our cycle should as to pens in the convulsions of a revolution, the destruc-this matter be very speedily accomplished. But the tion of abuses involved the eradication of much that versatility of public opinion leaves no room for much was sacred and most worthy of veneration. Reli- confidence in the permanence of our institutions. Of gion itself fell into disrepute, and the apostles of the this versatility, daily evidence is afforded. Take a single

*It must not be forgotten, however, that the poison of infidelity instance. The sentiment has now become familiar that was long circulating through Europe before its signal triumph a slave population is the happiest in the world, and that in the French Revolution. To mention the names of Voltaire, the existence of slavery is neither a moral nor political D'Alembert, Condorcet and Jean Jaques Rousseau, and of Hume, evil. Compare this growing sentiment with the opiHelvetius and other disciples of the same school, is scarcely nions of George Washington and Thomas Jefferson, or necessary. But there is one not so generally known who far surpassed them all in the boldness of his blasphemies. I allude James Madison and George Wythe, and their disciples. to the Baron D’Holbach, a German writer, of whom Voltaire Compare it with the sentiments boldly, though indisthus speaks in a letter to D'Alembert : "I have just read. Good creetly advanced, about five years ago in the General Sense.' There is more than good sense in that work. It is Assembly of Virginia; and we shall see at once how terrible.” And D'Alembert echoes back the remark: “I think little confidence can be placed in the steadfastness of as you do in regard to 'Good Sense,' which appears to me a much more terrible book than “The System of Nature." our principles. Whether wrong then or now, is immaWhat, reader, think you must be the character of that work, the terial to the matter in hand. The change itself estabhardihood and blasphemies of which were terrible even to Vol. lishes the position for which alone we contend. It sustaire and D'Alembert? And yet, believe me, it is far worse than tains the charge of fickleness and versatility, and with born at Heidelshiem in 1723 and died in 1789. He lived princi: fear of greater changes, perplexes and confounds us. pally in Paris, and was a member of the academies of Peters. The human mind, emancipated in this happy country burg, Berlin, &c.

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tremes. The trammels of prejudice having been thrown all our old prejudices, we cherish them to a very conaside, we look to the benign light of reason alone to di- siderable degree, and, to take more shame to ourselves, rect our pursuit of truth. But unhappily the mists of we cherish them because they are prejudices; and the passion and the ignes fatui of theoretic notions, entice longer they have lasted and the more generally they us from the paths of true wisdom, and we wander back. have prevailed, the more we cherish them. We are wards and forwards in the trackless regions of boundless afraid to put men to live and trade each on his own speculation. The inevitable consequence is, that all private slock of reason, because we suspect that the principles are unsettled and all opinions unstable. stock in each man is small, and that the individuals There is nothing sure, nothing sacred, nothing immuta- would do better to avail themselves of the general bank ble among us. We have no axioms (in politics, at least,) and capital of nations and ages. Many of our men which may not be contested, no postulates which may of speculation, instead of exploding general prejudices, not be denied. The great problem yet to be solved by employ their sagacity to discover the latent wisdom the statesmen of the country, is to give steadfastness to which prevails in them. If they find what they seek, opinions and stability to principle; to correct that per- and they seldom fail, they think it more wise to conpetual tendency to change which gives some fitness tinue the prejudice, with the reason involved, than to to the comparison of a republic to a vessel that is tossed cast away the coat of prejudice and leave nothing but upon the unquiet waves of the never resting ocean. the naked reason; because prejudice with its reason This problem can only be solved through the agency of has a motive to give action to that reason and an affeceducation; not in the learning of the schools alone, or tion which will give it permanence. Prejudice is of in the acquisition of a wretched smattering in ancient ready application in emergency; it previously engages tongues, but in the great lessons of wisdom and virtue the mind in a steady course of wisdom and virtue, and also. We must, in this respect at least, take our model does not leave the man hesitating in the moment of de. from the ancient philosophers. Our youth must be cision, skeptical, puzzled, and unresolved. Prejudice taught things as well as words. The schools of ethics renders a man's virtue his habit and not a series of unmust devote themselves less to the metaphysics of the connected acts. Through just prejudice his duty be. science, than to the great and practical principles of true comes a part of his nature.”—If I cannot concur in wisdom. The pulpit, instead of being confined to the carrying these opinions to the extent to which Mr. mysteries of theology and the discussion of intricate Burke would carry them, there are yet some prejudices points of doctrine, must condescend to instruct their that I would anxiously cherish in the bosoms of the Aocks in the great duties of life. They must mingle rising generation ; I speak of our prejudices in favor with the lessons of christianity, the inculcation of the of our free institutions and of that union which under beauty of virtue and the temporal as well as eternal heaven is their surest guarantee. advantages of a pure and sublime morality. That, after all, is the only foundation upon which political philosophy can firmly rest. The principles of right and wrong are ingrained in the nature of things. They are as eternal and immutable as the heavens from which

ADAM O'BRIEN. they emanate. What rests upon them will be steadfast and enduring, instead of undergoing that perpetual About the year 18~, I left the valley of the Shenanvacillation which is fated to every institution built upon doah, on an excursion over the Alleghany range of the principles of "adulterated metaphysics.”

mountains, which I had never traversed before that I shall conclude my "rambles" by a short quotation time. It was early in the month of May, and the from Edmund Burke, though his political speculations broad and fertile lands of the garden of Virginia were are in very bad odor with us. In his splendid decla- putting on their rich verdure, and the forests had unmations in defence of antiquated error, there is never- folded their leaves, and the whole air was redolent with theless intermingled much profound wisdom, which our the blossoms of our flowering locust. As l ascended prejudices against him and his opinions ought not to the steep and rugged road from the mouth of Savage lead us to disregard. Though he may cherish too far to the Backbone, vegetation gradually disappeared, and the growth of our prejudices, it behooves us to take every bud was as closely locked up on the summit as in care that in attempting to eradicate them, we do not the middle of winter. The view, though unobstructed root out also our most valuable principles. Let us not by foliage, was not, however, as extensive as my fancy destroy the wheat in pulling up the tares. Let us be had suggested, and far less imposing than many mouncareful, while we disabuse the mind of pernicious pre- tain prospects with which I was familiar. On the right, judices, to fill their place with the sound and well re- however, you see, in your ascent, the vast cleft in the fected opinions of wise and virtuous men: let us great Alleghany, through which, the Crab-tree and 'engage the mind in a steady course of wisdom and Deep creek pour their waters, forming with the rills of virtue,” and fill it with good principles “of ready that tumble from the mountain sides, the Savage river, application in the emergency," so that the man may which I had just passed. In the distance this cleft or not “ be left hesitating in the moment of decision, gap looks as regular as the chop of the woodman's axe. skeptical, puzzled, and unresolved.” “You see, sir,” It is the most stupendo chasm I have ever seen, and says Mr. Burke, * “ that in this enlightened age I am is one of the greatest curiosities of our mountain counbold enough to confess that we are generally men try. It is not universally known that the most western of untaught feelings; that instead of casting away waters of old Cohongaronta (for that was one of the

Indian names of the Potomac) rise on the western side * Vol. III, 106, 107.

of the great Backbone; so that the lofty ridge of the


Alleghany does not in this spot divide the eastern and Passing Kingwood, the county-town of Preston, the western waters from each other. The dividing ridge evening brought me to Gandy's, far famed as being the is a small mountain which does not exceed five hundred worst house on the road. But unfortunately there is no feet in height, and forms by its semicircular shape a sort missing it. He who luxuriates one night at Armof cove, behind the great mountain, within which the strong's, was always destined inevitably to all sorts of waters gather that make the Savage river. They then discomfort at Gandy's. It is situated at the eastern pour themselves through the mighty gap which some base of Laurel Hill, which seems to say to the wearied convulsion has opened for them, the sides of which can traveller, with more success and less presumption, than not be less than 2,000 feet in height. After dwelling Canute to the ocean—“Thus far shalt thou go and no for some time on this stupendous object, I descended further.” Accordingly I resigned myself to my fate and into the glades, whose beautiful natural meadows, inter entered the uncomfortable “Place to rest at for travel. spersed with small hillocks, covered with clumps of lers.” As I walked into the apartment and drew my trees free from undergrowth, were in striking contrast to chair near the fire, my eye was attracted by an aged the rugged scenery of the frowning mountain. The soil man, who was eating his very frugal meal at a table, is, however, cold, and the seasons as backward as on almost as long as the side of the house, to which it che highest pinnacle of the Alleghany. The conse seemed attached as a fixture. His back was to me, and quence is, that population is very scanty, though the though the scanty gray locks which were scattered on country is often covered with beautiful herds of cattle, his scalp bore evidence of his great age, yet his brawny which are driven from Hampshire, Hardy and other shoulders and muscular frame seemed to contradict counties, in the spring, lo range in those abundant pas- their testimony. He wore a hunting shirt dyed with lures during the heats of summer. Pursuing my way arnotto according to the fashion of the country, and his through the continuous meadows to the little Yough, I dress otherwise corresponded with this indication of his found myself at sunset in comfortable quarters at old condition in life. The old lady who was giving him Armstrong's, with a good fire, which the cool evenings his supper was herself nearly eighty years of age, and made agreeable; and strong coffee, good tea, exquisite was engaged in conversation when I entered. The venison and fine trout to regale me. Next morning I first sentence I heard was from her lips. resumed my march with little hope of such another inn, “And how old are you now, sir ?" said she. In a dozen miles I left the glades, and ascended Briary Ninety-three, madam,” said he. or Cheat mountain, the view from which is not less mag The answer startled me. nificent than that from the Warm Spring rock. At its Ninety-three,” said I, “and where do you live?” foot, on the western side, roll the waters of the Cheat, “In Kanawha, sir." the largest branch of the Monongahela, bordered by “In Kanawha! why that is one hundred and fifty some fertile low grounds, and forming where the road miles from here.” crosses the river a beautiful farm called the Dunkard's

“Yes, sir.” bottom. I paused on the bank of this noble stream, “And how did you get here?" not with admiration only, but with doubt about crossing “I walked." il I heard at the inn that it was fordable, but as I was "And how far do you walk in a day over these also told a man had been drowned there only half an mountains ?” hour before, and as I knew how reckless of danger “About twenty five miles, sir,” said he. backwoodsmen are, I was still hesitating. Just then a I was much surprised, but here suspended my examihorseman appeared on the opposite bank. Though nation. The old lady recommenced hers. distant three hundred yards, I could discover that he “And how old is your youngest child, sir,” said she. was a stout, fat man, on a very small and weak horse, "A year last April, madam,” said he.. riding on a large bag, and his bridle reins, as I after “And how old is your eldest ?” said I. wards found, were made of a strong tow string. He “Sixty-four years old,” said he.* plunged in and the water was in an instant up to the My curiosity was very much excited by this account root of his horse's tail. He laid himself back pretty of himself, from the lips of a patriarch bordering on a much at his ease, and left his little horse to feel his way hundred years of age, and not less so by the plain and among the huge stones that render that ford one of the simple good manners of the venerable old man. So as worst in Virginia. He stemmed the torrent success soon as our scanty and uninviting meal was ended, I fully, and at length reached the shore. “Good God, took the liberty of asking the name and somewhat of friend,” said I, “ how could you venture across this tor- the history of this pilgrim through life's weary way, rent on that little horse with your weight, and that large who at more than fourscore and ten years was still bag full of oats?" "Lord bless you, sir,” said he, “I did struggling in the humble walks of life; still pursuing not care nothing at all about it. You see, sir, I knows with unextinguished zeal some phantom-some hopethis here river as well as my own cabin. You must some glowworm fire, and still looking to earth as to his know I was the ferryman here many a day, and many home, instead of pointing for it, like Anaxagoras, to the a time I have swum it when it wur higher nor it is now. skies. What hope—what object could have lempted So if I had got a ducking, I could ha’ got out slick him so far from home? Was it that he could say in the enough.” As I had no fancy, however, for such a navi- pathetic language which even Burns could envy, gation, and had not been trained to the dauntless habits

“Na'e hame ha'e I, the minstrel said, of our hardy highlanders, who fear nothing, and always

Sad party strife O'erturned my ha', “ go ahead,” whaterer stands in the way, I quietly And lonely at the eve of life, wended my way to the ferry, where I passed dry shod,

I wanıler thro' a wreath of snaw”? and escaped a cold bath at the expense of a ninepence,

The above detail, as well as what follows, is literally true.

It was not this: he had a wife and a young child the the peace in sixty-three, so we were as well off as could object of his cares. Was the burden beyond his be in these here backwood settlements. We had strength ? Then he had a son of more than sixty, on tramped through the woods too often not to know whom to lean in his latter day, when pressed by the where the good land was upon the water courses. Some hand of rude mischance, and compelled to throw him- squatted here and some there-near enough to hear a self and his helpless charge upon another for protection dog bark or the crack of a rifle, but not too near neither. and support. What then was the motive of this wan. There was a fine place at the Dunkard bottom, and derer through almost trackless mountains-on foot there, there was a settlement, and there was a settlealone-his staff his only stay, and even without a dog ment where Clarksburg now is. This, mind, was just for company? Reader! he was on his way to the after the peace, when Fauquier was governor. Well, county of Monongalia to ferret out a LAND TITLE ! we all had our little cabins, that hadn't a nail in 'em,

I am well aware that in any other country than this, but the roof was of clapboards, kept on by a long sapmy story would be disbelieved. My readers would set line laid crosswise, and tied fast with hickory withes. me down as a pretender in the almost threadbare art of You may see some of the like of 'em now in the nooks romancing, and my only credit would be the zeal which of the hills. And we had our little patch of corn and I display in contributing my mite to your pages. But potatoes, and powder and ball enough to keep us in bear those who are familiar with American backwoodsmen, meat and venison. And now and then a pedler would feel and understand at once, how powerful a motive come over among us, with a little rum and ammunition, with an old settler and locator of land-warrants, is the and some pins and needles for our old women, and a hope of securing a title to some scanty glen among the heap o' little matters that would suit the like of us. hills, or of discovering a spot of vacant land between We had no money-not even a cut half-bit ; but every the boundaries of other occupants. Upon inquiry, I body had skins, and that was the very things the pedlers found that my new acquaintance was no other than come for. And if so be, one had no skins, his neighAdam O'Brien, of celebrated memory in the north- bor would lend him some, and next time, maybe, he western part of Virginia, where his name or rather its would have to borrow. And we all wur snug and initials are to be found marked on numerous trees as comfortable, I tell you. But at last came the Revolution, evidences of settlement. He was, I think, an Irish- and there was a land office opened for patenting the man by birth, though he was certainly in Virginia as vacant lands; and then the land spekulators poured long ago as the war of 1756, at the time of Braddock's upon us; and as all settlement rights were saved, all defeat. At a later period he seems to have gone over our settlements were as good as gold, and we set about the Alleghany, contrary to the King's proclamation, making new settlements. That was easy done. There and was found in that region at the commencement of was nothing to do but mark your name on a tree, and Indian hostilities before the battle of the Point in 1774. cut down a few saplines and plant a handful of corn, In this situation he became an Indian scout or ranger, and you'd get a right to four hundred acres of land, and passed his days upon the frontier, amid all the though it afterwards cost a good deal of hard swearing, hardships and privations of the forest, and in perpetual as you may guess. You may see A. O. B. now upon hazard of the tomahawk and the scalping knise. a heap of the trees in the woods through the country

After learning his name, and the service in which he here. That stands for Adam O'Brien. That's my had been engaged in the prime of life, I asked him name; and I was employed to make settlements on the what circumstances had led him at so early a day to good lands, and many of 'em I did make sure enough, pass into the wilderness and encounter all the perils and after all I am now as poor as a bear in the month and the sufferings of the frontier. “Why, Lord bless of March. you, sir,” said he, "I did not mind it a bit. It was just “Well, as I was a saying, we lived quite happy what I liked. You see I was a poor man, and I had before the Revolution, for there was no courts and no got behind hand, and when that's the case you know law and ro sheriffs in this here country, and we all there's no staying in the settlements for those varments, agreed very well. But by-and-bye the country came the sheriffs and the constables. They are worse than to be settled ; the people begun to come in, and then Ingians any day, for you daren't kill 'em no how. there was need for law; and then came the lawyers, Now you know the King's proclamation* warned every and next came the preachers, and from that time we body to keep the other side the big ridge, so there was never had any peace any more. The lawyers perno people over on this side except what run away from suaded us when we lent our skins to our neighbors that justice; and when they got here they were as free as we ought to take a due bill for 'em, and then if they the biggest buck agoing. The red men lay still after did'nt pay they never let us alone tell we sued 'em ; and

*I presume he alluded to the proclamation of 1763, which then the preachers convarted one-half, and they begun reserved" the lands and territories lying to the westward of the Lo quarrel with t'other half, because they would not sources of the rivers which fall into the sea from the west and take care of their own souls; and from that time we north-west,” and “strictly forbid on pain of the King's dis. pleasure all his loving subjects from making any purchases or the sheriffs, the varmints, they were worse than a wild

never had any peace for our soul or body. And as for settlements of any of the said lands without his special leave.” It also expressly enjoined upon all officers to seize and or a painter ;* for they'd take the last coverlit from hend all persons whatever, who, standing charged with trea- your wife's straw bed, or turn her out of doors in a sons, misprisions of treasons, murders, or other selonies, or storm. Oh Lord! oh Lord! its I that knows it! my misdemeanors, shall fly from justice, and take refuge in the said old blood gets hot when I think of it. My second wife, territory, and send them under proper guard to the colony where the crime was committed, &c. in order to take their trial for the no, it was my third wife, was lying in of her fourth same.” The trans-alleghany country thus appears to have child in the 'cold winter,' in the middle of January, been the city of refuge of those early times.

* Panther.

One of these here spekulators had brought suit agin| He then followed on the trail 'till about dark he came to me for my little settlement, and what with bad man- where they were camped in the fork of two little cricks. agement and hard swearing and perjury, he gained it. And there was his little daughter in the thick of them. And the sheriff come one snowy day in January, with I forget how many they were, but not many; so he a writ of possession to turn me out, and out we went, makes for home as fast as he can-gets back to the setand my poor wife I took to an old cabin that had buttlement and gets what neighbors he can to go with him. half a roof on, and she never was out of it till she come And so they went, and 'tween daylight and sunrise they out a corpse. I'll tell you, what mister, I thought I'd come upon 'em, where they were with the little gal. rather live among the sa vages all my days, and take They sneaked up and all were to fire together, and he my chance of a tomahawk, than live among justices of begs them for God's sake not to hit his child. And so peace and lawyers and sheriffs, who with all their they let fly, and some tumbled down, and some jumped civility, a'nt got no nairal feeling in 'em. They sarved up and run off, and Hart and his men set up a whoop, me amost as bad as the copper devils sarved old Tom and rushed on and saved the child and carried her safe Hart there down upon the Ohio."*

back, and ever since that time he's been mortal innimy "How was that?" said I, willing to divert the mind to all the race, and I raly think he would kill one if he of the poor old man from reminiscences that seemed to was to see him, no matter where. And yet he got his shake his aged frame with emotion.

spite out of 'em at the battle of the Point. How many “Oh!” said he, “it was a sad affair, but what every he killed that day he never could say for sartain ; but body looked for in them hard times. I heard old Hart he could swear to two, for as the Ingians and white men tell about it myself, one time when the Osages was were treed, whenever they could they took good sight, coming into Virginia on their way to the seat of govern- and (want hard to tell when they knocked one over.” ment. They staid all night at Gallipolis, a little below A new subject was thus broached, and I asked him if the Point, t not far from where I live, and they were to he was at the battle of the Point; he answered in the have a war-dance, and the folks all wanted to go over affirmative, and told me a good many things about it from the Point to see it, and they wanted Hart to go. which I had heard before. I was particularly struck And he would'nt. And they asked him why not? And with his account of old Cornstalk, the Indian chief, who he said because he should want to kill one of them, and commanded the red men. He was often during the he said he was too old to commit murder, and the In-day on a little hillock where he could command a view dians were all at peace, and it would be a sin to kill of the whole battle, and gave his orders in a voice like one, but if he was to go he should want to kill one of a speaking trumpet. The old man could not repress the damned copperheads. And so he up and told what his admiration of the noble savage, though he was his aggravated him so much agin 'em.

natural enemy, and he inveighed in strong language “ You must know, just about the time of the battle against the manner in which he was slain. of the Point the Ingians was even on, around the set

We sat till late bedtime chatting about Indian affairs tlements. The settlers were sometimes forted, but and early times. I remember a little anecdote which whenever the innimy retired they went on to their set-gives a vivid idea of the state of the frontier population, tlements agin to plant and work their corn, and then the while the Indians were yet hovering around them. savages would come upon 'em of a sudden, and burn Clarksburg was a small village much exposed, and the and scalp and slaughter all they come across.

The children were kept within very narrow limits, lest a man of the house had to go to the field with his gun, lurking savage should chance to fall upon them. The and oftentimes when he was at the plough the woman little urchins, however, then, as now, sometimes broke kept watch with the rifle. Rich people, mister, who their bounds. One evening, when a squad of them had have now got all these here lands, don't think much of wandered too far, they discovered an Indian who was what a world of suffering they cost the poor settlers. creeping up to surprise them. They all set off for home Well! Tom Hart went out one morning to plough, at full speed, and the Indian finding himself discovered, leaving his wife and children at home, and taking his pursued them fiercely with his tomahawk. The larger rifle to shoot a buck if he should see one, for he never children were ahead, but one little fellow, though he mistrusted about the Ingians, as it was rather before ran his best, fell into the rear, and the savage was gainthe troubles broke out, and they had for sometime been ing on him. At last the boy got so far that his pursuer quiet. As he was coming home from his work what stopped, poised his tomahawk and threw it at him, but should be see but his house all afire. He run on, not missed; upon which, the dauntless child, looking back, slow, I tell you, and when he got there, he burst exclaimed, “Ahah! you missed me though, you slink.” through the fire and found his wife and one child toma

After several hours of interesting conversation with hawked and scalped and t'other child gone. He rushed the old centenarian, we retired to rest. The next out-for the fire was too hot for him to stay, and took morning, though I rose with the sun, he was gone bethe trail and followed on. He heard a cry like a wild fore I was up, and two days afterwards I met him again turkey, and he knew it was an Ingian. So he got in Clarksburg, which he had reached after a circuit of behind a tree and answered him; and presently a tall more than sixty miles, travelling on foot at about thirty Ingian come tramping through the bushes, thinking miles a day. How he succeeded in his land claim í 'twas another Ingian that answered. So he shot him. never heard, nor do I know whether he yet lives. The

days of his pilgrimage are probably ended, though his • The above recital is as nearly as I can recollect a substan- brawny frame, his firm and well developed muscles, tially accurate statement of the old man's remarks.

and his fine“thews and sinews” might well have lasted | Point Pleasant.

him for half a century more. Gathered together in a fort with block houses for defence.


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